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Maybe it’s just me, but has anyone else noticed there have been on a lot of interventions on TV lately? Yesterday I sat down to clean out my Tivo and found, no joke, about four different instances when interventions were held on various shows: one on Oprah, one on Dr. Phil, one on Starting Over, and one someplace else I can’t remember now. And that’s not even counting the show Intervention, on A&E, which is really compelling but Oh My God depressing. What does this mean? That we’ve become a more confrontational, proactive kind of society? Or that it just makes for good ratings? Hmmm. I have no idea. But it is kind of odd.

Speaking of ratings, tonight commences the last week’s worth of American Idol. I have to say that I am not a big Bo fan, but everyone seems to think he’s going to win. I hope Carrie does, just to shake things up. But does it really make THAT much of a difference, once you make it to the final two? Look at (Raleigh’s Own) Clay Aiken. He came in second, and he’s doing just fine. Now, Justin Guarini, not so much. But that wasn’t really his fault, they put his album out AGES after Kelly Clarkson’s. Where’s Diana DeGarmo these days? Oh, man, the fact that I even still know all these names hints that I may need an intervention, right? Better change the subject.

Yesterday, I had two things happen that made me realize, yet again, that summer is here. First, I saw a turtle in the road. I was driving home, and passed it, then turned around and went back. It was VERY small, like about the size of your palm, right on the dotted yellow line, all pulled into its shell. As I walked up to it, it peeked out at me, and I thought, man, THAT must be overwhelming. Just stuck on the asphalt, so small, while huge things zoom past overhead. I picked it up and moved it to the other side of the road (the way it was facing, you have to do that, or they’ll go back in the road). First turtle I’ve moved since last fall, and I love it, it’s that little bit of daily karma. Then, last night, as I was getting ready to go to bed, I saw a sudden flash outside my window. A firefly. First one! I said to my husband, “That’s a good sign!” and he just looked at me, because I say that about everything. But it was really nice. It hovered for a long time against the glass, blinking this really striking green. On and off, on and off. Then it rose up, slowly, slowly, and flew away. See what happens when I turn off the TV once in awhile? I see something incredible. Right outside my window.

(But I’ll still watch Idol tonight. I can’t help it!)

have a good day, everyone!
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