Dancin'

I'll admit it...my favorite guilty pleasure is watching "Dancing with the Stars."  It's must-see-TV for me.  So much so that The Mailman bought a little TV for our camper...JUST so I could watch it on our recent camping trip.  (Truth be told, he probably just didn't want to listen to my whining over missing it.)  When the show premiered a few years ago, the premise sounded pretty lame to me...and so I didn't bother to check it out.  Then...midway through Season One, my MIL clued me in...and I've been hooked ever since.

I think this season's cast has been the best one yet.  We had no ringers that were expected to win from the get-go (Kristi Yamaguchi, Evan Lysacek)...no one was head-and-shoulders above the rest (Mario Lopez, Brooke Burke)...and there was no painful lingering (Master P, Kate Gosselin).  There were some nice surprises.  I found Romeo to be a delightful young man who embraced the experience with gusto (unlike his father).  The guy that was the first to go...Mark Catherwood, is HILARIOUS...and Kirstie's transformation is remarkable!  Even Brooke has improved in the last few weeks...moving beyond her constant "How does it feel?"...to actually interacting with the others.  And Tom Bergeron was stellar, as always.


Although I thought Chelsea and Mark deserved better scores on a couple of occasions...and Bruno's remarks to Ralph and Karina on Monday evening were inexcusable...the judges, for the most part, have been pretty fair...and I appreciated them refraining from personal insults (remember Michael Bolton?) in favor of constructive criticism.  

Who's gonna win?  Well, Chelsea is absolutely charming...and probably the best remaining dancer.  And Hines is SMOOTH...the kinda guy we'd all LOVE to dance with.  But, my fifty-something heart is with Kirstie.  I'd love to see her win.