I am not really a “sporty” person. I played softball for one year, and mostly sat the bench. We do enjoy going out to sporting events, but – honestly – a lot of that is for the “going out” part of the equation. The crowd, the excitement, the yelling, the beer. Emphasis on beer. Well, there was no beer at the college semi-finals in Denver Sunday night (emphasis on college), but there was A LOT of excitement and yelling. We saw both games of the Women’s Final Four: UConn vs. Notre Dame and Baylor vs. Stanford. I have been to the Pepsi Center for plenty of events, including Avalanche and Nuggets games – but I have never heard it that LOUD.
Friends, if you look up the word surreal in the dictionary, you will see a photo of me, sitting in the American Idol finale audience. Because that’s what happened this week – thanks to the Ford Fiesta folks* – a night where my best friend and I got all dolled up, sat in the Nokia Theater and watched America make Lee Dewyze our next Idol – and possibly more importantly – witnessed Simon Cowell’s last. show. ever. Of all time. I started watching American Idol in its second season, long before I had this blog, pretty much right as I was having my son. And the funny thing is, I rarely watch TV. The exception being, you guessed it, American Idol. Why do I like this show so much? I have no flippin’ clue. It’s silly. It’s over the top. It̵...