Tears over dances.

So, the fact that we don't have cable seriously hinders my TV watching ability for any channel but ABC. I am really okay with this because if there is cable anywhere within a 100ft. radius of my body, its like someone abducts my body and inhabits it. I have no willpower. "What? You say I have been watching this Law & Order: SVU marathon for 6 hours? Hmm. Ooh, here comes another one. As soon as this one is over..." Needless to say, our apartment fell into serious disrepair. Also needless to say, it is a good thing we don't have cable.

Last night was the season finale of Dancing With The Stars (DWTS hereafter.) Hooray! It was the only thing on and the husband was at a Sox game (for staff team building...right.) No way that I'm gonna sit in silence or do actual housework. So, DWTS finale. I have watched the show a couple times, my faves being the three that end up in the finale. I think I've always wanted to be a dancer because if I'm not paying attention, my body will start contorting itself when people are dancing. Anyway, I'm watching the show, subconsciously contorting and when each of the dancers are done, the tears inevitable start. Why? Not sure. Maybe because they did a great job, maybe because I wish that was me, maybe because I am a female.

The end of the two hour show finally comes (not counting the hour re-air of the previous night's show) and I am laugh/crying for the contestants. Now, (SPOILER ALERT) the two that are left are Gilles Marini, an exotic model/actor who the ladies love (not me in particular, but whatever,) and Shawn Johnson, the 17 year old Olympic Gold Medal gymnast. If I had to pick a fave, she would be it. She was scaring me there for a couple weeks, but here she was in the finals! Of course, they draw it out for goodness knows how long, and the whole time I'm thinking "Gilles is gonna win. I want Shawn to win, but Gilles is gonna do it. You had a good run, Shawn...come on, WIN!" And then they announced Shawn was the winner...roll, tears, roll. I cried for a good 5 minutes. Oh, the humanity.