Lost

Excellent.

Hurley and Sawyer and Lost (oh my!)

Yes, I am Lost obsessed. Best show on television? In my opinion, yes, because I crave it like a good novel that has the last half missing. Only I can't borrow Lost from the library in order to read the rest of the story. I can't order a copy from Amazon and have it shipped overnight. I have to wait (patiently, patiently, I tell me self to be patient, patiently) on ABC's schedule to give me only 16 weeks (interrupted) of Lost and then make me wait 8 months for resolution!

Anyway.....

Finally the magical day draws near.
What I love most about Lost are the characters. They are incredibly well written and well acted. (Exception noted for Nikki and Paulo.) I came late to Lost. I watched it in reruns the summer of 2002, after the first season. Wow, it hit me over the head and hauled me away to its cave - where I would have happily stayed through May 2010 if I could have. This show is extraordinary. All of the stars aligned when this one was born.
Against type, I was immediately drawn to Sawyer. There is something about the combination of Josh Holloway and the character Sawyer that makes my heart pound. He is extremely sexy and a conman, and just naughty and bad, but in the way women like it, of course. I wanted to hate him, but I couldn't - just like Kate in season one. And then they had him walk around wearing jeans so well and looking so hot and sweaty, and just yummy. OK, so I guess I get what I like about him superficially. The fact that Josh plays him so well just adds to the complexity that draws me in. He is more than what the surface shows and this is the sexiest part about him.
Another character I am drawn to is Hurley. He is like a big puppy dog that I just want to hug, feed, and hold. I want to tell him, "It's ok. everything will be alright. You are not crazy. You are loved." I think a lot of Hurley's appeal comes from Jorge Garcia. From his interviews and his blog, I gather that he is a pretty cool dude and sweet to boot. Probably everyone that meets him likes him. Just like Hurley. Hurley is a comic relief in Lost, but he has his inner demons, too. Sweet Hurley has so many hurdles to overcome. Most have to do with his self-confidence, the guilt over the numbers, and the fact that he thinks he is crazy. My favorite Hurley scene is from Season 5, "The Lie". He sits down with his mom and confesses everything about the crash and the island and those that died and were left behind. It brings tears to my eyes everytime I watch it. I just want to hug him so hard during that scene.
People on the internet, in the office, at school, etc, talk about the relationships of Lost. These "shippers" are obsessed with romantic relationships between Kate and Sawyer, Jack and Kate, Sawyer and Juliet, and Jack and Juliet. I would prefer Sawyer for myself, but I guess, if I had to choose, I would be on the Sawyer and Kate team. It only takes romance in a dirty bear cage to win me over. And I really don't like Juliet. No, I don't.

The best relationship on Lost, however, is the friendship between Sawyer and Hurley. It is one of those friendships that must have been pre-destined in order to happen. Outside of the island, these two men would never have formed a bond as strong as brothers. They love eachother, and it has been a growing and redemptive process for both of them. One of my favorite moments was when Hurley conned Sawyer into thinking eveyone hated him, thus prompting Sawyer to become a better group member and person, and guiding him on his way to becoming a leader.
I can barely hold my anticipation for tomorrow night's season premiere. Yes, I am a spoilerhound and I have already read the recap posted for LA X, episode 1 of the final season. This will not ruin it for me, though. It helps me relax enough to notice details in the story. Plus, I will rewatch each episode at least twice after it has aired. I am obsessed with this story and these characters.
I can hardly wait!!!!!! It's Christmas morning for Lost geeks worldwide!

And then I remembered

This performance from the INXS reality show. Enjoy.

Heart-shaped Box

All that Valentine's candy typing made me want to hear Heart Shaped Box. I thought I would share.

Heart-shaped Candy

I am a sucker for heart-shaped candy. I think it tastes better than Halloween or Christmas candy - but I know it is all in my head. Valentines candy just seems like the best candy ever.

Hershey's chocolate covered marshmallow heart - mmmmmm. Reese's peanut butter heart - double mmmmmm. I even like the sweethearts, non-chocolate Necco wafer type sugary bright colored candies.

Mmmmmm...candy.

These are a few of my favorite things..... ( and I do like snowflakes that fall on my nose and eyelashes, but they aren't heart-shaped)


Brach's chocolate covered cherries are the best and are my normal present for Valentine's Day. Boring? No, not really since I love them. OK, not heart-shaped, but still Valentine related.


Cinnamon hearts - good on cookies, or good as a handful in your mouth. Spicy hot goodness.


Cinnamon Jelly hearts. Need I say more?


Conversation hearts. I used to take the time to read them before I ate them. Now, not so much. It is best to eat three of the same color at once. Depending on the brand, my favorite color is either white or orange. Pink gives the best tongue color.


The famous Hershey's marshmallow heart. Ahhh, sweet love.


The Reese's peanut butter heart. Not only rich and tasty, but also quite pretty. It is an elongated heart - a shape I quite like. Goes great with a cold glass of milk.


New addition to my Valentine's treats; the Coconut Cream Heart. Try it, you'll like it!

Relax into the Dance

Rather than being distinct, fixed and/or rigid categories, Yin and Yang are mutually-supportive, inter-dependent, and in constant motion. Each contains the seed of the other, and they are continuously transforming and melding one into the other.

In essence, you will need to find a balance between your instinctual and emotional self, and your tendencies to be analytical and rational. Create a dissolution of boundaries and balance of spirit.

When I wish upon a star

When I start over, this is what I want to be:

Young, vibrant, innocent, joyful, beautiful, smiling, and living on a tropical island.

LOST

I am a LOST geek. I check DarkUfo every day for spoilers and other information. The Spanish TV promo of the Losties as chess pieces has been pretty popular lately. It made me think of a promo I really liked from season one.

DarkUfo had a prop popularity poll recently. I am sad to report that Sawyer's body wasn't even listed as a choice. Because of this dreadful error, I now present to you Sawyer's body.

Feelin' Grinchy

Jim Carrey as the Grinch is a masterpiece. Dialogue, directing, scenery - all deserve an A+. I was going to list my favorite Grinchy lines from the movie, but they look so blah in print. It is really the delivery that makes them memorable. The soundtrack to the movie is excellent, as well. It is now one of my holiday standards.

Reclusive, anti-social, heart 2 1/2 sizes too small, smelly, hairy, cold hands .... I am the Grinch.

Wear a bra!

What the hell is the problem with Rhianna and Britney Spears? These women rarely wear bras, and never seem to wear them with their most revealing every day attire. Britney's nipples are so far south, they are below her equator. As a woman of gifted cleavage, this look pains me - literally gives me pain in the chest every time I see her breasts pointing down to her knees.

Wear a bra, Britney! You are a chicken-fried, weave-rejected mess. Eeewwww, this just grosses me out.

And then there is Rhianna. Think she is cold and that is why she is holding herself? Nope, stupid little girl wore a loose shirt and no bra through the freakin' airport. Walking through security she gets stopped and tries to keep her breasts and pierced nipples from flashing out. Klassy with a capital K.

Stars, they are just like us - and by us I mean stupid ass women who don't wear bras.

Wear a damn bra!

Hard Candy Christmas

I am not a country music fan, but I have a warm spot for a few country musicians - Willie Nelson, Dolly Parton, and Patsy Cline. I actually bought the Dolly/Kenny Rogers Christmas album (shame, shame, shame) just for this song. These lyrics pretty much spell out my feelings this year. Dolly Parton, thank you for singing my feelings.

Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair
Maybe I'll move somewhere
Maybe I'll get a car
Maybe I'll drive so far
They'll all lose track
Me, I'll bounce right back

Maybe I'll sleep real late
Maybe I'll lose some weight
Maybe I'll clear my junk
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine
Me, I'll be just

Fine and Dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down

I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow get me way down

Hey, maybe I'll learn to sew
Maybe I'll just lie low
Maybe I'll hit the bars
Maybe I'll count the stars until dawn
Me, I will go on

Maybe I'll settle down
Maybe I'll just leave town
Maybe I'll have some fun
Maybe I'll meet someone
And make him mine
Me, I'll be just

Fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting throung tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down

I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down

I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down

'Cause I'll be fine
(I'll be fine)
Oh, I'll be fine
Maybe I'll settle down
Maybe I'll just leave town
Maybe I'll have some fun
Maybe I'll meet someone
And make him mine
Me, I'll be just

Fine and dandy
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down

I'll be fine

Damn!

Slow Friday browsing the internet and I stumble upon this heavenly photo of a GORGEOUS man who loves dogs....

Santa Baby, just put a Jesse under the tree, for me....... I've been an awful good girl.....

If everyone else jumped off a bridge, would you do it, too?

I guess so. :-}

Surprised Kitty

Dia de los Muertos

Rest in peace, fuzzy dog. A perfect dog. Such a good girl.

Pumpkins

Pumpkins have always meant joy to me. I remember being a little kid and going to the pumpkin patch to pick out my annual Halloween pumpkin. I even remember a photo that my family had of me and my father at a pumpkin patch; I was about two and was sitting on top of a giant pumpkin with a huge smile on my face. I am not sure what attracts me to this gourd/fruit/symbol, but I really love pumpkins. Even in my leanest years, I have always bought at least one pumpkin for myself. And, now that I live in a cold climate again, my pumpkins keep for a long time. Most of the pumpkins I get don't rot all winter long. What can I say, I really truly love pumkins and all of their symbolism. I also enjoy a good pumpkin pie, pumpkin cheesecake and pumpkin seeds. I am entirely pumpkin-whipped.

Be they orange,

white,

or green,

all pumpkins are loved equally.

Mmmmmmm, pumkin pie...... I baked a pumpkin pie yesterday and my home still smells good today. Healthy, fun, and yummy all rolled into one.

It's the Great Pumpkin, and Snoopy, too! Snoopy and pumpkins, how could you go wrong?

And, of course, I couldn't omit every little girl's dream pupmkin, Cinderella's coach. I have a collection of these. I am such a pumpkin geek. Bibbity, bobbity, BOO!

Seasonal Joy

October is my favorite month and autumn is my favorite season. The air feels fresher and smells like fallen leaves. The trees are beautiful, displaying their last glory before the cold grey of winter. Pumpkins are everywhere, especially in my home. Pumpkin pie and honeycrisp apples are a daily treat. A fresh sunny day in autumn energizes me.

If you have never had a honeycrisp apple, I urge you to try one. It is possibly the most refreshing apple ever created. They last a long time, too. They are eating apples, and I would never ever waste them in a pie or an apple crisp. They are perfectly balanced in flavor and need no addition of fat, cinnamon or crust.

Disdain

dis-dain: \dis-ˈdān\ a feeling of contempt for someone or something regarded as unworthy or inferior
Etymology: Middle English desdeyne, from Anglo-French desdaign, from desdeigner
Date: 14th century

desdén: m Menosprecio, indiferencia rayana en el desaire

dédain: nom masculin Mépris, arrogance, hauteur

sdegno: sdégno s.m. sentimento di viva indignazione e biasimo, spec. per qcs. che offende, che pare ingiusto, indegno e sim

desdém: atitude ou manifestação ostensiva de desdém, de menosprezo, desprezo

verachten: zeer negatief oordelen over iemand

Jennifer Hudson

Jennifer Hudson is amazing. I kind of stopped watchin Idol after her season. She and Fantasia were just remarkable that year. This performance from Dreamgirls always makes me emotional.

Love is my Religion

He just makes me so happy. Love is probably the one true religion.

Beach in Hawaii

Ziggy Marley, Beach in Hawaii. Makes me so happy.