Yay, It's Tuesday!!!

I don't know what I'll have to look forward to when American Idol hangs up it's silvery microphone and Adam Lambert's Elvis Revival clothes for the last time this season. It has truly become the highlight of my week.

Speaking of my good friend Adam, did you see him last week with only a little eyeliner on? And no black fingernail polish? Way to go, buddy! I thought Danny and Allison did good jobs with their songs, but they better be resigned to being 2nd and 3rd fiddle (respectively) to "Space Elvis". I noticed that the last two weeks when Adam has been towards the beginning of the program I lose interest the minute he is done. I really don't care what anyone else has to sing. When he sings at the end I am engaged through the whole program (note to producers: put Adam at the end).

My girls, who clearly have no taste for musical ingenuity and no concept of talent, gag every time they see him. But I believe in you Adam! Slick back your blue hair and wear something skinny! You're going ALL THE WAY!

In other happy news, boy am I glad to see Anoop go. I could have listened to Lil for another week. But 'ole Caterpillar Brows was destined to return to his frat house wearing his rumpled, button-up shirt complete with stinky tee underneath. So long. Farewell. Blah, Blah, Blah! He doesn't even have "The Look" of a cruise ship entertainer. I fear his next gig will be singing at all his buddies weddings. Good luck with that!

But poor 'lil Lil. She was really good. My theory is that the judges feared she would go too far in the competition, thus endangering "The One" (Adam) from winning (not that she would have actually been able to pull it off, but hey! Remember Taylor Hicks? How the heck did that happen?) , so they have been dissing her every week. Don't they know she lives in a motel with her husband and kids. She needs a job! They should have helped her instead of telling her every week they were disappointed in her. I hope she gets a gig of some sorts. Maybe Gila River Casino needs another Tina Turner impersonator. Good luck, Lil!

So now we wait for tonight! In the Az. Republic every Tuesday there is an article about A.I. It's so fun to read. It's in the Az. Living section. It's usually written by Suzanne Condie Lambert and Randy Cordova. But sometimes other writers take over for one or the other. Check it out.

So I went to see my doctor yesterday but had to see one of his (gasp!) P.A. 's. Don't get me wrong, they are very nice. But they are no Dr. Howard. I had a momentary brain freeze and decided that I would take Zane with me. I figured they were just going to measure the belly and take some blood and that he would be fine. I took lots of snacks and his stroller in case I needed to strap him in.

He was very good in the waiting room.

Then came time for my urine sample.

I neglected to strap him in for that.

My thought process: "It will be fast and he'll play with the faucet while I do my business."

As I sat, perched, he decided to try and escape. So here's me, on the throne, cup in one hand (and not empty either) and the other hand hanging on to the door handle with all my might, mind and strength. I got myself out of that situation as gracefully as I could. The time we spent in the exam room was quick. They told me I could wait for Dr. H. but I politely declined. I strapped Wonder Boy into his stroller while I had blood drawn and we were on our way. On a side note, the Dr.s office is probably the only place on Earth where you will be told your urine looks wonderful. And I only gained 2 1/2 pounds since my last visit (7 weeks ago). Yay, me!

And now I am officially freaking about a name. I need your help. I have a few on my, err, I mean our, list, but I would really appreciate some suggestions. What do you think? (Remember, it's a girl, and I don't really like unisex names).

Hope your day is fabuloso!