Paris said farewell to us on American Idol last night. I predict that we will see her in the future. She has the voice and the heart. All she needs now is a bit of experience and maturing. She is, after all, only 17.
Since I disappointed at least one blog reader by my failure to "live" blog Tuesday’s show, here is a rundown of it from an ew.com staff writer. It’s a fun read.
I’d like to see Katharine, Taylor, and Elliott in the final three. That much I know. But it is impossible for me to say who I want to be in the final two. I really like those three about equally.
On a totally different note, "stupid is as stupid does." I believe that’s what Forrest Gump’s mother told him. Well, I did a little weed whacking yesterday and was wearing sandals instead of shoes and crop pants instead of jeans. A piece of hard dirt or a small rock or a twig flew out and "bit" me on the side of my ankle. Ow! Cut me pretty good, too. I knew I should be wearing long pants and shoes when I weed whack. Actually, Daughter #2 was there to do the task for me (causes major problems with my arms and wrists) and had stopped to nurse her infant son, so I thought I would just do "just a little" so why go change. Dumb, dumb, dumb. I at least had the good sense to wear my face fitting sunglasses to protect my eyes.