A Star is Born...

It's just your typical, average, nothing-out of the ordinary Monday night. I settle in for some Dancing with the Stars while listening to Russ adamantly declare that he would not be watching this week and that he only watched last week because it made me sad to watch by myself. So, of course, I ignored him and continued to watch DWTS. I continued to watch it while he sat there with me 'waiting' for dinner to get done. I sat and watched while he checked on dinner and decided it 'needed more time' and then plopped back down on the couch. I grooved to the music while we sat in front of the tv after said dinner was done and he got up, put the dishes up and came back down and watch DWTS.

In fact he continued to watch it right up until his brother called. He missed exactly twenty minutes of the two hour show that he vowed not to watch.

Ahhhhh another Dancing with the Stars fan is born....