What the FRINGE!!

I rarely get impressed with television, unless it's the Olympic ice skating competitions, but let's face it...tv has kind of sucked since someone allowed the Bachelor to air. The Bachelor was the beginning of reality tv and from that came Big Brother, Fear Factor, and a million other things just not worth watching. I was over tv, I really was. It was a drug for the masses and I was just too smart to fall for that.

Enter J.J. Abrams. He has provided me with tv crack! And I'm addicted to everything he does.

Abrams caught my eye with the very first episode of ALIAS. I still remember what I was doing at the moment that I saw it (I was just at home in my pjs, nothing big). Then he blew my mind away with LOST, but I had too much school work to really keep up on everything and I just kept getting LOST with the plot line (all has been redeemed now as I have seasons 1-5 on DVD and know am in the know...Jacob, you scare me).

But what has REALLY blown me away is the new series FRINGE. I own Season 1 on DVD and watched it here in my cozy Swiss chalet. I was going to get Season 2 when it came out this fall. But I couldn't wait. I've been downloading EVERY episode (lest you think me a spend-a-holic, I do NOT download it in HD, saves me a dollar per episode! Ka-Ching!) and the last episode, Jacksonville, had me on pins and needles. When it ended, I literally yelled out loud, "What the FUCK J.J.!!!!"

Yep, it's that good.
And more than that. I think I have found my dream man. Sure, he was all cute in The Mighty Ducks trilogy and that's to be admired. Then he did Dawson's Creek. I confess, I never got into Dawson's Creek...like ever. Unless you think me an elitist, it probably conflicted with 90210 episodes. So yeah, never hath these eyes seen an episode, except last July in French when it was the only thing on Swiss tv and Katie Holmes was debating between Dawson and Pacey! Hello! No comparison. That's like trying to decide between Tom Cruise and Keith Urban!

Back to the point....sweet JOSHUA JACKSON, I have underestimated your charm! For real! It's like a small part of me wants to go out and buy all the old seasons of DC just so I can watch you more. Yep, probably in a stalker and voyeuristic way. Sorry for that Diane Kruger (his current mate...not for long....just kidding, hope they're very happy together!)

I mean, look at this man. My perfect in every way. Not so good looking that it's intimidating (like Jack on LOST), but just an adorable man who is going to wear warm colored sweaters and bring me tea in bed every morning, looking just like that. Let the celebrity crush begin!

Sweet Swiss

The Swiss are so sweet. Why take up two car places when you only need to take up one. Thanks guys! More room for me and my Land Rover!

True Glamour

I'm gonna tell it to you straight. I'm just not a girl who's into Fergie, Lady Gaga, Beyonce (ok, there was that ONE song...), Pink, or any of those other tough chics with lots of booty action, skanky clothes, hyped up sound, heavy synth, and shallow lyrics. It's true. I'm not an easy sell with modern pop music. It's just not that appealing or glamorous to me. But you know who IS one of the most glamorous women I've ever heard? Rosmary Clooney. This gal can croon and swoon and make any song sound like butter melting into toast. I CAN'T get enough of her lately. I've become a Clooney addict (and most people are shocked when they learn it's Rosmary and NOT George (I don't like George much either)).


Look at the simple dance moves, the awesome boots, the honey and syrup voice of Nancy here! Again, many people will take Frank, but lately, it's all been Nancy for me and my house.



And who can forget one of the most classy and beautiful women ever to grace the silver screen? Doris, you were my hero when I was younger, and you still are.

Unfathomability

Me: Hmm, no one really gets me.Him: Gets you?Me: Yeah, you know, I just want someone to understand me.Him: You're ungettable! That's part of your charm.Me: That's a really nice thing to say.Him: But that's the cool thing about you: if anyone could figure you out, you wouldn't be you.And no one wants you not to be you. Stay true to your unfathomability.

Stellar Love Stories

For those of you following the Stellar Love Stories...I've started writing them again. It feels good! Lots of juicy love stories to share.

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Sweet Solace

I'm gearing up to leave my retreat in the Alps in just two and a half more months. I'm going to miss these mountains of mine, the snow, the air, the solace, the sweet, the quiet, the French, the cheese....

But making a home in Portugal...along a beach with blue and wind and sun and shine and life and laughter and movement seems to be just what I'll need after my quiet days of solitude in one of God's greatest creations.

choose love

Fear is never love, and love is never afraid.

There is nothing to lose for love. Why should love be afraid? Love only gives. It is not a business transaction, so there is no question of loss or profit. Love enjoys giving, just as flowers enjoy releasing their fragrance.

Fear is a grave, love is a temple. In love, life comes to its ultimate peak. In fear, life falls to the level of death. Fear stinks, love is fragrant.

Be afraid of your ego, be afraid of your lust, be afraid of your greed, be afraid of your possessiveness; be afraid of your jealousy---but there is no question of being afraid of love. Love is divine! Love is like light. When there is light, darkness cannot exist. When there is love, fear cannot exist.

Love can make a great celebration out of your life, but only love--not lust, not ego, not possessiveness, not jealousy, not dependence.