Idol Frustrations

Everyone who knows me should know that I really do love "American Idol." The fourth season is currently happening, and honestly, I didn't really get into it too much. I saw a few scattered weeks, but really, without people to watch the show with and an evening work scheudle, it just faded into the thoughts of the "good ole college days." I always said I was going to get more serious about this season when they got down to the final twelve. That was the stated goal, and I started off extremely well, watching with Drew and Blom in sweet sweet Eagle-Vail, Colorado. Then I came back home to Shelby and the frustration began.

You see, for the last two weeks I've had to work when Idol was on, but have tried both weeks to get the VCR set up so my dad could tape it for me and I could watch it when I got home. My dad, Pastor Bob, husband of knows-nothing-about-pop-culture Vickers, actually loves American Idol and has been a devotee for a few years now. So he was more than willing to tape it for me, but I just can't get the VCR to tape. Last week it was bad, then this week I dug out my VCR from my closet and tried every hook-up and connection I could think of, and still it wouldn't record. I think maybe something is wrong with the TV. Anyway, I don't know what to do and I am horribly disturbed about all of this. Why can't technology and I be friends?

In Idol-related news, today was positively beautiful. One of those it's-almost-spring days when the sun is warm and people go around in t-shirts and skimpy shirts and flip-flops a little before they really should. I even bet there would have even been a few ladies on Olson Beach today if they all weren't on Spring Break. It's one of those days when you want to get in a car (I absolutely LOVE my Volvo! You are my hero MMG!!!), roll all the windows down, and blare a diva from the speakers. I, of course, chose Kelly Clarkson. I'm currently a little obsessed with her and am gearing up for seeing her in concert next weekend. My life couldn't be better, really. I suppose it could've been better if Taylor was there and we were loop cruising, because that really is beyond comparison, but Taylor is in Boston and there is no one walking the loop right now anyway.

Today I've been reminded again (it seems I am always being reminded of this, which is fine by me) that I have such great people in my life that are willing to be my friends. I love you one and all, young and old, those that make me think and those that just make me laugh. Some are all around the world (shout-outs to the Egyptians and Aussies!), but really, none of them are very close to me, and that saddens me. Anyway, I love them all and am challenged by them all and am so grateful that I actually believe I have friends out there who know me and still accept me. That's a pretty beautiful thing.