And the Loser Is ...

Honestly, I was not trying to hold up the party. I've been trying quite anxiously for two days to watch American Idol. But there's a little back story here ...

I am the mother of four children, three of whom are rambunctious little boys who become even more so (rambunctious - not little boys. I'm not sure how you would become more of a little boy) when they see television. We have a Netflix subscription (love it) and they see shows we already know don't make them act like monkeys on cocaine, but we've found that for us, the best way to control the situation is to do without television.

Hence, I watch my shows online, and the website I watch American Idol on has been down.

I promise, it's not my intention to be derelict in my duties as American Idol blogger. Nay, I take it most seriously. If I am unable to watch the show again this next week, I shall surrender unconditionally to Rob.

Hmmmm ... I wonder if Rob was sneaking around my Comcast box in the middle of the night with a pair of pliers ...