A Phone Call, a New Dog and a Fifth Baby

When I heard the Idol music come on, I logged off and quickly began to prepare my dinner of Grilled Swiss (2 slices)  with a handful of baby spinach melted inside and a salad chock full of more baby spinach, cherry tomatoes,celery, carrots and Romaine lettuce.   

I didn’t like DC’s first song Hungry Like the Wolf.    I got tired of that one in the 80s!   Maybe because I lived that song, it just doesn’t click with me as a good Idol song…  blech.    Sysesha did a fine job with Proud Mary and really had the moves!     Simon thought it a bad imitation of Tina Turner and yet, what I was thinking during the performance, was how glad I was the Syesha wasn’t trying to sound like TT.   huh.

I swear Jason wants off the competition.    THEN!  I had the thought that maybe AI or even some other evil entity is paying him to ‘throw the fight’!  y’know – to make it interesting.     (Paranoid mind at work?)   It was dismal and horrendous.    He was quite animated for I Shot the Sheriff (sorry, only Clapton should be allowed, imo) and it made me think of the Muppets…   Did the Muppets ever cover this song?  I mean no disrespect to Bob Marley.

  Then my phone rang.    Caller display tells me that it’s a friend, maybe the only IRL friend who knows about and sometimes reads this blog.   I would have ignored her because AI was on!  but she must know that AI is on and thus, this call must be an emergency.   So I answer.

And, even though, it’s not a crisis/bad news/emergency, it is a GOOD NEWS SHARING call to let me know that I’m a dog-aunt.   She got a new puppy, sort of.   A rescue so he’s likely closer to 3 years old.   I may even have that all wrong…    CONGRATULATIONS!   Add this to today’s to do list:   buy puppy-shower gift.

With a little red wine loosening up my talking joints, I proceed to yap with her about all sorts of stuff and managed to miss DA, DC’s second song, SM’s second song and got back to it in time to see/watch Jason FORGET THE WORDS!?!???!?!    ugh.    massacre ahead.

DA sings a fine but boring Love Me Tender, the recap plays and I feel disappointed and not inspired.   I go let the dog out, the husband called to see if I was able to start the mower (I was, lawn’s now had a hair cut) and check a few blogs…

Dog gets all commotiony, barking and carrying on -  I see my neighbors get into their van and scurry up the street.    I recognize the MIL car in the driveway…     BABY!!?!     My neighbor is due-any-sec pregnant with their fifth baby, and it looks like the wee one might be wanting to come out and play.     And, now first thing this beautiful morning, I look out the window to see if their van’s back and NOPE, MILs car is still there, alone.   so!?    Maybe baby has arrived!    

BABY MAKES SEVEN.                  wow.