AI: What's with the crying girl?

How awesome was American Idol last night? And is it wrong for a 30-something mom to (a) have a complete infatuation with Blake, (b) laugh out loud at the tween girl crying in the audience and (c) crave Haley's legs? I love everything about Blake--his vibe, his clothes, the dance moves, the beat boxing, the awesome musical arrangements and his voice. He is the total package, and I'm rooting for him to go to the final 3 with Jordin and Melinda. As for the crying tween? When the camera panned to her when she was sobbing during Sanjaya's "performance" of Your Really Got Me (what the hell was that?), I literally laughed out loud. H and T looked at me and asked "Why is she crying?" and "Why are you laughing?" I answered, "She's crying because she's so happy" (translation, she's ridiculously overinvested in the show) and "I'm laughing because she shouldn't be crying" (translation, mommy's mean). And Haley? She always struck me as a little matronly... until last night. The halter! The hot pants! The legs! Wowza!

Grease

OK, post one down and now I'm blog-happy. Let me preface this by saying I'm a very normal person with an unhealthy addiction to reality TV. The good stuff like The Amazing Race, but also utter drivel like The Real Housewives of Orange County or The Girls Next Door. I even got so sucked in to Rock Star: Sueprnova that I paid a ridiculous amount of money for concert tix right after the show ended. I'm so ashamed. The only shows I currently watch semi-religiously are TAR and AI, but if I stumble across a reality show while channel surfing, I will remain glued to the set. So that's my backstory on how I got to watching "You're the One That I Want" last night while waiting for TAR to come on (NCAA basketball sent everything on CBS into delay). Anyway, I had caught an episode or two earlier, mostly late night on Bravo while trying to unwind before bed. And let me tell you, I love that Max dude. Always have, because he always seemed like the underdog, and especially last night after he told his Bell's Palsy story. Should I be embarrassed to admit I got misty-eyed? I don't really care which Sandy wins, though Laura bugged me a bit because her kiss with Max was so awkward. But I won't hold that against her, so long as Max wins. Go Max!

Target sucks

Wow. My first blog and my first post. And what drove me to it? Just the need to vent (albeit in an abbreviated, anonymous way) about one of the worst customer service experiences of my life. I won't bore you with too many of the details here, but just let me warn you to check your receipt before you leave Target and to not take the advice of its employees, because if they mistakenly double-charge you for an item, and if you don't notice it until you're already home, and if you call the store and are told to bring the receipt in anytime to fix the mistake, when you bring the receipt in two weeks later, you will be told that nothing can be done for you and that you have to pay for an item that you didn't buy and that was mistakenly charged to you by no fault of your own. The full story in all its glory has been sent to Bob Ulrich, CEO of Target. Hi Bob! Hope you can fix this for me!