Mr. BIL is gone for the day, and I’m left to my own devices. Fortunately, I have some dictation to do, so I’ll do that and will take my time since the “SYTYCD” show doesn’t start until…*checks ticket* 8 o’clock.
We haven’t talked about “Dancing With The Stars” lately. I’m kind of happy that Floyd is gone. He was an okay dancer, but there was no way he’d ever improve enough to win, so he may as well go home when he did. I hope that next week it’s Mark Cuban. Followed by Marie Osmond and Jane Seymour. Then we’ll be left with a really great group for the last 5 contestants. I fear the cougar vote may keep Jane in a while longer though. Or the Mormon vote will keep Marie in longer than she should be. We’ll see.
Last night CootieGirl really wanted to stay up to watch the show, but it was late and there was no way. So I let her watch the encore performance (Cameron’s Superman routine) and then she went to bed. This morning when “Good Morning America” came on she saw the clips of last night’s show and said, “Hey Mama, that’s the dancing show!” I may have to start Tivo’ing that so she can watch it, since she loves to dance.
It’s so cute how you have a mini-dancer and mini-singer – they’re definitely their mother’s children!