Last night as I was taking my son to scouts, I was singing along to Donny. Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes… and my son says to me, “You should go on American Idol, Mom.” I laughed. “No, I can’t do that,” I said.
“But you should, Mom. You’re a really good singer.” he said.
I won’t go into the thousands of reasons why I would not, could not try out for American Idol (which, no, I haven’t watched this week’s show yet), but I thought that was a very nice thing for my newly teenagerized son to say. He’s a sweetie. I must cherish these little moments for soon he will hate me.
Oh, and by the way, one of my favorite bloggers, Carmen, has started a new blog answering questions about how she lost 60 pounds in the last year. She calls it the Elff diet, which stands for “eat less food, fatty”, or the kinder, gentler version, “eat less fatty foods”. She is so funny, and has a realistic approach to weight loss. Go on over and check her out, and let her inspire you.
$3.07 here. I am hoping to goes down … soon!