American Idol

The highlight of my weeks are Wednesdays. On Wednesday evenings I get together with a group of my girlfriends (several of whom I've known since high school). We laugh, we eat, we watch American Idol. I've been toting Marshall along for the past few weeks as it's good for the both of us to laugh a little and be around such positive energy as my friends put off. Each week we rotate who's house we go to and in turn who cooks. This week it was Stacey's house - the chief of us all. In fact, we've tried to convince her to start a blog or a cooking show or something - I'm pretty sure it would take off. Marshall requested "some yummy shit with plenty of cheese" and of course "something sweet." So, for Marshall Stacey made a killer chicken lasagna and this decadent desert she found on pinterest. I couldn't tell you the name of it, but it involved yogurt, bananas, strawberries and chocolate. Marshall's eyes just lit up seeing it. It was great to see him excited about something again. He had not one, but two slices! 

On an American Idol note, Shea once again spent the evening trying to convince us all Elise was a terrible person so it didn't matter if she could sing or not. Shea is convinced Elise has an attitude and every time the poor girl was in front of the camera Shea pointed out how she smirked or disagreed with the judges. I do think Elise can sing, but Marshall was right - she picks all the wrong songs. She picks songs to try to showcase her musical knowledge and range, not to showcase her musical abilities. For instance, tonight she picked a song that was meant to show off a bluesy voice AND excellent guitar work but Elise only has a bluesy voice. She only gave us one side of the song and it fell flat. And for the record, I believe the judges are trying to sway the voice - Joshua is not that good so you all can sit your asses down. Seriously, why do they fell the must stand up every time he sings. Granted, he has had some killer songs but not every song is warranted a standing ovation from the judges. At some point, the standing ovation becomes pointless because you do it every single time. It's like telling someone "I Love you." After a while it becomes habit and you aren't even sure you mean it anymore. I mean, sure you probably do, but it has lost some of its meaning, hasn't it? FYI, my husband and I don't say it every time we talk on the phone. Really, you talk to your husband how many times a day, do you really have to say it every single time you hang up? Sure we tell each other on a daily basis, but not at the end of every conversation. We don't want it to be a habit. We want it to be words we say because we feel it, not because it is an automated response like "fine" is after you're asked "how are you?"