Oh my god I’m back again!

Sooooo – long time, no blog yet apparently people are still coming here to read old posts which is pretty cool considering I haven’t posted anything in almost 15 months!

When I left you I was swooning about The World’s Best Boyfriend who, I’m happy to report is still fulfilling that role. I still love me some Imaginary Men but of course spending time with a Real Guy does take away from my sitting-up-all-night-blogging-time (so does a new wake-up call of 6AM – ACK!)

What else? Oh I just, you know – bought a house. Yes after several years of commitment phobia I went and got a relationship AND a mortgage within a year of each other. You would think I am a GROWN-UP or something!

Don’t you love my new house?? (this is not my new house)

So plenty of energy that used to be dedicated to fantasizing about Pacey’s Pea Coats or Dreamy Vampire Brothers has been funneled into really sexy thoughts like bathroom remodels, caulking tools and home heating conversions (I know, I know – my life is VERY VERY COOL. Control yourself.)

And I guess some of my interests have changed and my need to write about them obsessively waned. I think that’s normal and I certainly still love a lot of things that are on this site (I’m looking at you Dowager Countess) and have discovered new interests because that’s what life is about – you grow and change and some things make the cut and some don’t.

I do have a confession to make and that is that I may now be less your Fun Sassy Girlfriend and more your Fun Sassy Grandma. The evidence: this winter I read two biographies of Frank Sinatra (speaking of obsessions – HOW could we not see Ronan Farrow is CLEARLY his kid?!) I got hooked on listening to the Cole Porter station on Pandora and when I saw The Fault in our Stars instead of getting all swoony for teen dream boat Augustus I kept thinking, “can we spend more time with Hazel’s parents? Because they seem really fun and awesome.” I’d like to think it was just residual feelings for Sam Trammell now that I’ve missed the last few seasons of True Blood – but I think it’s because I’m Your Grandma and Laura Dern seems really fun to hang out with (even when she’s pretending her daughter is dying of cancer so bravo for that specialized talent!)

But! I quoted the Backstreet Boys up above AND just saw them in concert (and got to keep my  Concert Bitch in check) and because Boy Bands are Never Not Awesome. I have some fun news coming up in the next week so I hope you’ll welcome me back into the big wide blogging world and that I remember how to link shit 🙂

 

Meet my epitaph

Everyone thinks about their mortality and I am no exception. No one likes considering it but certainly we wonder what our funeral might be like, who may come, what they would say and what we’d want on our headstone to mark how we’d like to be remembered for eternity.

This week thanks to my favorite Dowager Countess I found my epitaph:

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And it really WOULD!!

P.S. Please bury me in that hat. Thank you.

 

 

DOWNTON! DOWNTON! DOWNTON!!!!!

Downton Abbey starts season 3 in Britain next week! WAAAAHHHHH!! Do you know what else I Wouldn’t Have to Do if I Lived at Downton Abbey? Miss season 3 of DA because I’d be LIVING IN ENGLAND!!

Here’s the UK promo:

And the US one which we have to wait until JANUARY for!!:

My Idol Dowager Countess Violet Crawley: I’m so looking forward to seeing your mother again. When I’m with her I’m reminded of the virtues of the English.

Matthew Crawley: But isn’t she American?

Dowager Countess of Awesome: Exactly.

I’m having Dowager Countess withdrawal

I. LOVE. Her.

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WHY ISN’T THIS A REAL BOOK!??????!!??

A few nights ago I had a dream where I was chasing Boy Bands on a train (“Boy Bands on a Train” now there’s a movie I want to see!) Then I looked up and I saw the Dowager Countess in another car – no, not Maggie Smith the actress in civilian wear (although that would be pretty exciting too), but dressed AS the Dowager Countess. And did I drop everything Boy-Band-Stalker related and try and chase her down? Yes, YES I DID. I told you she’s become akin to a Rock Star or a TVBoyfriend!!

How much do I miss Downton Abbey?

SO much that I’m spending far too much time clicking every link the Dowager Countess feed on Twitter posts and swooning over how pretty the girls are:

SO PRETTY!!

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…Giggling over Downton Abbey dollhouse re-enactments with stuffed animals:

(1st Confession: I wish this was a real show! 2nd Confession: I want a Dowager Countess Duck!)

I. Love. Her!

(You must watch this video intro by creators Tanvi and Grace who are the most ADORABLE Fangirls I’ve ever seen!)

…Wishing it was Christmas already so I could get a Butler Based Christmas Album:

(WHY ISN’T THIS A REAL THING??!?!???)

…And studying The Dowager Countess of Awesome for tips on Awesomeness, as well as updating my list of Things I Wouldn’t Have to Do If I Lived at Downton Abbey (Shovel snow, take out the recycling…the list is basically ENDLESS.)

Don’t LEAVE ME Downton Abbey!!!!!!

Well, that was bitter (Bates) sweet (Matthew and Mary.) Now what the hell am I supposed to do with myself until S3 of Downton Abbey?!!?

Perhaps I’ll collect all these and play Downton Abbey with my friends:

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How brilliant IS THAT?!?!??? I love that all her expressions are exactly the same pursed lip disapproval! I hope the artist Kyle Hilton makes some more. There totally needs to be a Daisy/Mrs. Patmore set and obviously Anna/Mr. Bates 😉

I wonder if my Dowager Countess paper doll would get along with my Peter Pacey paper doll? At the very least she’d have to admire his dapper pea coat!

Things I wouldn’t have to do if I lived at Downton Abbey

Like pretty much everyone in the free world, I’m obsessed with Downton Abbey. I watched last season and kept it on my DVR until Christmas, when I got the DVD and now my mom and I feverishly await each Sunday night like scone addicts in need of a fix.

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My mom loves all the downstairs stuff – in a previous life she was a maid of some sort cleaning or cooking. I am fixated on the upstairs – the life of leisure and beautiful dresses. We figure that in a previous life I was a Lady of the Manor and she was my Ladies Maid and we were reunited in this life as mother and daughter!

Of course we HATE O’Brien! Who DOESN’T??

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I spend an inordinate amount of time thinking up all the tedious things I would not have to do if Downton Abbey were a real place and I lived there as a real Lady.

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Instead of doing all THIS stuff, I could focus on the very full schedule of taking strolls, tending to my correspondence, going to parties and having tea!

Things I Wouldn’t Have to do if I Lived at Downton Abbey

• Make a grocery list
• Buy groceries
• Put groceries away
• (basically anything involving groceries)
• Make breakfast
• Make lunch
• Make dinner
• (basically anything involving cooking)
• Wash dishes
• Sort laundry
• Do laundry
• Fold and put away laundry
• Clean the house
• (particularly vacuuming, if they had vacuums at Downton)
• Make my bed
• Pick out my clothes
• Select my accessories
• Dress myself
• Undress myself
• Brush my hair
• Do my hair
• Shine my shoes
• Drive to my job
• Have a job
• Warm my boots on a space heater before leaving my job
• (basically any sort of job or labor of any sort)

I mean, I’m exhausted just reading that list and I have to do that crap ALL the time!! I would much rather get involved with village gossip and give in to the demanding rigors of having to stand there while my maid put on my dress and did my hair and fastened my jewelry!

But there is still some way that I can be a Downton Abbey Lady – and that’s by closely studying Dowager Countess Violet Crawley, played by such superb perfection by Dame Maggie Smith that I am thisclose to putting her on my Stalking List with all the rock stars and vampire boys 😉

I. LOVE. Her.

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When I am an old lady I will wear enormous dramatic hats, purse my lips disapprovingly and say clever things so politely, that it will take people a moment to realize they’ve been insulted.

THIS is the life!!

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If for some insane reason you are not watching Downton Abbey (and I can’t imagine what that reason would be, unless you Hate Things That Are Amazing or you are Thomas the Evil Footman), you can catch up here, you can buy Season 1, watch Season 2 on PBS and you can see what to expect from me when I am Dowager Countess Amy by watching this:

(and visit the Tom and Lorenzo blog where I snagged most of these fabulous pics!)