Alternate Title: The Night I Swung the Vote
This is the post where I called it.
It is the ONLY time that I have ever called it. Ever. Of course, I’ve really only watched 3 seasons faithfully…
I picked Clay, the world picked Ruben.
I picked Blake, the world picked Jordin.
But now?
I picked David Cook…and the world picked David Cook.
This is the post were I made it happen. It’s there, I promise… right after my sappy story about my daughter and my mothering abilities?
Where I wrote “Now I feel bad that I gave her David Cook’s text in number instead of Archie’s”?
See it now?
Good.
I like to think that that’s what made it all worth it.
Let me live in my dream world please.
Because last night?
That’s the first time that I have EVER voted. Ever. But I knew that when Archie won, I was going to want to complain. And I can’t complain if I don’t vote. So I voted.
And it’s a good thing that he won. Had he not, I might never had watched American Idol again. Never mind that I said that last year when Blake didn’t win.
Until next time…
