Bunheads and other thoughts…

Has anyone been watching Bunheads on ABC Family? I really loved this show. The part of me that’s been missing Gilmore Girls really loved this show. There is a lovely airy feeling – Amy Sherman-Palladino (who created both) created a lovely cast of characters — many are her Gilmore Girls alums. There is a sadness that only Kelly Bishop (Emily Gilmore/Fannie Flowers) can play and still have such a wonderful tone. Alan Ruck plays Fannie’s son and Michelle’s (the wonderfully quirky Sutton Foster) new husband.. But as swiftly as they marry – he passes. The first and second episodes are sad but important for the story. We watch as these 2 women realize they are more alike then they thought, and need each other more then they ever would have imagined. It’s cute, not terribly thought provoking (which lets face it… sometimes that exactly what we need), and a good watch.

If you are watching then you will understand my review of the season finale: if you are not, you should check it out.

Alan Ruck’s appearance in the summer finale made me wish he’d show up more often — a la the dead-but-still-kicking Lynda on Providence? (anyone remember that great show??) And how tempted are you to put together your own “zombie apocalypse Vegas slut bag” — minus the pretty mace? Oh yeah.. And the ballet.. It’s awesome too!



For those of you that want to poke your eyes out because you had to just read the above.. I thought I would share this as well. I have decided that most people would think I have terrible taste in music, movies and TV shows, and if not terrible – then kind of nerdy taste…. and I am totally ok with that. I enjoy sitcoms, bad rom-com movies, chick-lit books that don’t make me think. General Hospital and Gossip Girl. No, I am not a 25 year old girl (although from that description you might wonder).. My taste just hasn’t gotten older even though I have. There are some aspects in my life that have improved with age – my selection of wine has matured (no more 2 Buck Chuck for me), my idea of a great night has matured (although playing some cards with Kim and Rob still sounds like a good time), my love of cooking (very little Mac and Cheese gets made anymore) as well as my ideas on life and loves.

But the important stuff, music, tv, movies.. still a 25 year old at heart! Chew on that for awhile.

xoxo, Gossip.. .er..


Pretty Darn Perfect…


So here is something random about me: I love pot racks. I don’t really have a good kitchen for them though.. I could..but I’d have to knock out a some walls – and let’s face it – I am not willing to lose a 1/2 bath and a laundry room upstairs for hanging pot rack. So I will look at pictures and love the look of old farm house kitchens with pot racks… and know it just wasn’t meant to be.

I fell in love with my house when we saw it the first time. I didn’t have to look at the bedrooms or the basement, all I had to look at was the kitchen and dining room and family room – and I was IN LOVE! The fact that the master bedroom had a walk in closet and there was plenty of room for Ray and I to both have our own offices (I do not use mine.. Ray will be the first to tell you that) were the icing on the cake that got the hubs as well.

Alex was 10 months old when we moved.  He won’t remember the home we brought him too after we left the hospital, or the room that I worked so hard to decorate for him. This makes me so sad to think about – because I also loved that house. There is a lot of blood sweat and tears at that old PV house and Charlie is buried (his ashes are buried) in that back yard. It’s where Ray and I fell in love, it’s the house we made all of our “plans.”

But the current house is pretty darn perfect for us..even though, right at this moment, I have plans to change some rooms – to update some colors – or fix some areas that need to be fixed, it’s still pretty darn perfect. 


This summer the Midwest went through a terrible drought. Our perfect house has many cracks inside and out, and I am so very worried that it’s going to cost us our worth, and we won’t be able to stay. I have started looking into basement fixers and mud jackers and foundation repair dudes, and we will weigh our options and fix it, because that’s what you do when you’re a homeowner – but it all scares me  and makes me so stressed. It makes the hubs so stressed too, and I hate that. I wish I could take that all from him.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matt 6:34