Confessions of an A.I. addict

I admit it, I am hooked. Hopelessly, pathetically, shamelessly hooked on American Idol. Now this being the 4th season the talent is of course even better than the prior years but that is to be expected. However, I really thought Bo was going to win tonight. It was a tight race all the way between Bo and Carrie but I thought for sure many more women would call in and vote for Bo and not Carrie. But whatever, Bo is going to still get a contract. I know, it's lame that I am such a freak and I also know there will be a gazillion people out there tonight making posts about American Idol but who cares! I am allowed my small vice. I don't smoke, I don't drink (much), I don't do drugs, and I can no longer indulge in a half a gallon of ice cream at a time. (My infant is lactose intolerant and I am a nursing mom!) Yet every season A.I. comes to an end and I get sad. What will I do with myself on Tuesday and Wednesday nights? Will I watch bad reruns? Go to bed earlier? Exercise perhaps? Ha! No, I will count the days until the new season and get excited at Thanksgiving/Christmas time when they invariably will have some kind of Idol special. But more than counting down the days, I will just try to spend my summer evenings relaxing and watching my children grow. The weather is lighter and warmer longer and my kids will only be this age once so I need to enjoy it for all it's worth. After all, life is too short to plan around a TV show. Besides when my kids are older and off to college or on with their own lives I will have plenty of time to sit and watch American Idol 25! And just a small note to all of you who think I am insane......admit it......you watch it too!