I'm Kinda LOST

Ok, I was able (thanks to the good ole DVR) to watch LOST tonight after the girls went to bed. I'd like to pause for a moment and give the inventors of the DVR a handclap and a fist pump. You have changed my TV watching life.

Ahem.

I'll admit, that there was a lot of "whats" and "huhs" muttered around here. I mean they have now taken what was already a confusing show and have added TIME TRAVEL to it. You know, because we also should have to think about the year and date and the city and the country while we juggle smoke monsters and polar bears and horses in the jungle and disappearing islands in our minds.

I'm not sure I'm that smart. I have noticed a significant headache since I watched LOST tonight. It's either that or the ridiculous head cold I'm sportin' right now.

Anyhoo, here are some of my favorite parts / "huh?" moments.

1. Hurley. I heart him. I love when he was sitting on the boat and they were asking him to lie and he started talking about what they should tell people. Then he said the island disappeared. "Blip." I cracked up.

2. Ben Linus. THE MAN DOESN'T BLINK. That's just weird. Good for Hurley not trusting him. However, he's now in the pokey, so how's he supposed to go back to the invisible island that is stuck in a time warp?

3. Daniel. I didn't particularly like him last season. But I think he might be one of my faves this season. He's got the whole thing figured out. Now if he'd just share his knowledge with, oh, say, me. I'd appreciate it.

4. Sayid killed a dude on a dishwasher. That was flat out skillz right there.

5. I can't figure out the Kate/Aaron/lawyers who want to take her blood scenario. Who are these people and who are sending them?

6. Sun creeped me out tonight. I think she's gonna end up a bad guy working for Whidmore. Mark my words. And I seriously doubt Jin is dead. Or Claire.

7. Shannon made a good point tonight about the creepy white haired woman slash witch slash woman in the dungeon with the computer and the swinging pendulum thingy being Daniel's mom. I don't think it is, because Daniel told Desmond that his mom was at Oxford in England and this lady was in LA? Isn't that where Hurley's parents live? Am I confused?

Probably. For all I know, the LOST creators time warped England to LA and gave Ben special powers to travel between the two places in nanoseconds.

What I DO know is that I'll definitely be tuned in next week. Because it's awesome.

What are your thoughts? What did ya think about tonight's show?

This Historic Day

I, of course, like many of you, am glued to the TV this morning. Every channel except Noggin (and I totally expect it to go there, too) is broadcasting the inauguration of President Barack Obama.

Of course, I have some stuff to say about this day.

I know. Shocker.

First, the crowds in Washington are simply mind boggling. I know MANY people who are there - both Republican and Democrat. And I can't help but feel a little jealous because it's so unbelievably historic. But I'm pretty sure that I'm glad to be here in my warm house since I just checked the weather forecast for DC and it's a balmy 23 degrees there. Mercy.

Second, Michelle Obama's gold dress is absolutely fabulous. And age appropriate. And First Lady-ish. And designed by a no name designer (which is my favorite part). No Vera Wang or Carolina Herrera for her. In fact, I don't even know the lady's name who designed her dress. But I DO know that her business just took off.

Third, did you see Michelle Obama give a gift to Laura Bush when the Obamas got to the White House this morning? This Southern Girl was impressed. Nice touch, Michelle. And then W held Michelle's hand as they walked inside. Presh.

Fourth, as much as I am intrigued with all the history that we are watching today, I still can't help but wish that we were celebrating another historical moment with the first ever female VP. However, we can't dwell on the past. Beth Moore so appropriately wrote a post on her blog this morning about where our hearts and attitudes should be regarding our new President. It's definitely worth reading.

Fifth, I am in the wonderful position of trying to keep Mary Emma from being overly jealous that the Obama girls got to go on stage with the Jonas Brothers. Sheesh.

Sixth, I grew up in Montgomery, AL. Which, if you'll refer back to 10th grade US History, was the epicenter of the Civil Rights Movement. Names like Martin Luther King, Jr. and Rosa Parks and George Wallace (who was actually my NEIGHBOR) were commonly spoken. MLK's church was less than a mile from my church. I ate lunch at the table next to George Wallace many many times. I have driven the historic Highway 80 from Selma to Montgomery and crossed the Edmund Pettis Bridge more times than I can count. Believe me, I know the story. But I don't get it. I can't possibly REALLY get it. I am a white girl who was born in the 70s. I wasn't alive during the Civil Rights Movement. I've seen the symbols of it: the museums, the monuments, the statues. But I can't relate to it. However, this morning, as I watched the broadcast of the events in Washington, I saw an elderly black man, in a wheelchair, all bundled up with blankets and coats and a hat. And I realized the importance of today to that man. He gets it. This man has probably been a part of the history that I have only read about. He was most likely denied the right to vote at one point in his life. His parents and grandparents have probably endured more hardships than I will ever comprehend. I'll bet the fact that he is sitting in the cold to watch a black man sworn in as the 44th President of the United States is something he never thought he'd see in his lifetime. The history is overwhelming. And I am so glad to be a witness to it.

We Have "Hydrangeas!!"

Y'all will not believe this. Seriously. It is snowing down here in the Heart of Dixie.

Now by "snow" I mean about 15 flurries, but if you don't think we didn't bundle up in 47 layers of our warmest clothes and go play in it, you are crazy, my friend.

Then after about 15 minutes of "is this all there is?" and "mommy, I can't even catch the snow on my tongue" kinds of comments, I brought my frozen children inside for a fabulous snack of Goldfish.

And the best part is, the weather people didn't even predict this one. We were totally surprised.

Thank you, Dear Lord, for the snow. We loved it. And I, particularly, appreciate it more today because the kids were already home due to a holiday. Let the regularly scheduled school day tomorrow commence. Mama needs a break from All The Inside Playing because of the cold weather.

Amen.