When Kate called Sunday morning, I was a bit of a groggy mess. Still, bagels, orange juice and coffee sounded like very good idea, so I tried to pull it together.
“Ugh. I stayed up until 5:30 this morning.”
“Uh oh. Do you feel too hung-over to make it?”
“Um. No. I wasn’t up drinking. I was upâ€_. watching eight consecutive episodes of The Gilmore Girls, Season IV.”
Kate laughed. “Okaaayâ€_”
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. L-a-m-e. But Friday night found me drunk, telling secrets and sending ill-advised text messages (all bad things), and when a trip out to meet friends for dinner Saturday evening left my pant legs so soaked I thought I was going to lose my jeans to gravity somewhere on Second Avenue, a night in bed with Netflix sounded like heaven.
And it was. Eight solid hours of it.
Those Gilmore Girls are just so damn charming and clever; how can you not get hooked? It’s enough to make a girl want to get knocked up, move to small town Connecticut and develop abnormally close relationships with all of her neighbors. Especially Luke. Mmmmmm, Luke.
Somewhere in my fourth hour of Rory’s first year at Yale, I began to get a bit homesick for my sister. She’s cute and witty and spontaneous and the kind of person who will convince you that it is great idea to make the Cuppa Cuppa Cuppa recipe from Steel Magnolias. And after the concoction never amounts to anything more than a foul, gooey disaster (forcing you to actually throw away your favorite Pyrex dish), she’s the kind of person to loudly declare in the middle of Stop n Shop that Olympia Dukakis is ‘full of shit.’
And while the Gilmores would probably never say ‘shit’ (they are also very wholesome), they are exactly the kind of folks you wouldn’t mind ruining a perfectly good baking dish for. As long as they bought dessert after.
I found your blog yesterday and your recent entries are like reading a book, similar to Bridget Jones diary, but much better. They are almost beyond articulate, and remind me like a Sex and the City episode. I believe you could sell your blog as a book and be rich! So I began to read your earlier posts and I must tell you, much like your evening with netflix, after my week last week, a night just reading someone elses life sounded pretty good.
I recently became bikeless, and threw away the bike for no more ‘platonic’ bike rides. Therefore I felt very validated and normal, to find that I was not the only fish in the world who had undergone the same fits, thoughts and acts. Perhaps this pond isn’t as big, crazy and lonely as I sometimes thought! Albeit, with my school of fish, we’re all a little crazy and its never that lonely! But after riding a bike for 3 years, it was a little odd to have to swim again and hopefully I’m able to get back up and remember that loving is just like ‘riding a bike’.
Thank you!
Um…completely off topic, but are the t-shirts gone forever?
hey fish! Long time reader from Germany…first time here in NYC since sunday morning. Nice to be in your city, and see what the places you describe look like! New York rocks!
No fish sightings…:( But otherwise my stay has been just great, inspite of the drab weather.
Wish you a nice week!
Ah, yes, the beloved Gilmore Girls. The only show I make an effort to watch now that I’m in college without a television of my own. I’ve decided that I want to BE Lorelai Gilmore. I don’t care how many baking dishes I ruin!
You’ve heard it before, you’ll here it again: wonderful blog.
now, I should know this-Steel Magnolias being one of my favorite movies and all-but what exactly is the cuppa cuppa cuppa recipe? I mean, I can recite entire lines of that movie from memory, but can’t seem to recall that part.
Actually, my favorite movie line ever comes from that movie-”Miss Truvie, I promise you that my personal tragedy won’t interfere with my ability to do good hair”
sh*t is right! i can’t get to kate’s website with the link above! and yes! t-shirts!
Cuppa Cuppa Cuppa:
A cup of sugar
A cup of flour
A cup of fruit cocktail
It’s disgusting. Or we have a severe cooking problem and can’t manage three ingredients.
So screw ball antics like the cuppa cuppa cuppa recipe are the reason The Gilmores occupy half of my Tivo?
I LOVE the Gilmore Girls, but I didn’t start watching it until last year, so my mom and I keep buying each season as it comes out.
When I had my shoulder surgery my mom came and stayed with me and we watched seasons one and two.
43 episodes!
In the future, will we find drunk texting quaint? Will we instead be drunk mind melding?
My husband thinks I’m lame because I watch the Gilmore Girls in repeats on ABC family. And every Tuesday night. I’ve had dreams about Lorelai, Luke and Rory. It’s that bad. But I love it! And let me just say, there are far lamer shows to be obsessed with.
The Gilmore girls are great!! .. ah .. er .. so I have heard.
Psst, don’t tell anyone I said that ‘cuz I don’t want to go through the rest of my life without a date.
Gregg
I am pretty hooked on Gilmore Girls too (okay, maybe not as much now as a few seasons ago when Luke and Lorelai had yet to hook up), but why is it that we feel so lame for watching it, and admitting that we watch it?
I LOVE the Steel Magnolias reference…that has to be the greatest movie yet…and I’m all about Netflix and watching several consecutive hours of many TV shows on DVD…CSI, The X-Files and Sex and The City…just to name a few
They HOOK UP?! I’m not there yet! If you’ve just ruined the sexual tension for me, we’re gonna have to brawl.
I don’t feel lame for watching it. I feel lame for watching 8 straight hours of it like it’s visual CRACK.
Oh…When I said they hook up, I meant they, um, kiss, like once. You know, it being a family program and all.
Visual crack? Try Grey’s Anatomy. Patrick Dempsey, yum.
I love Gilmore Girls. But then again, I live for witty snarky banter. Sarcasm is not a sense of humor, it’s a lifestyle.
I actually tried cuppa, cuppa, cuppa. And it’s not bad. But as I’m not fond of those things they call cherries in the fruit cocktail (candy cherries???? What’s up with that????), I tried it with canned peaches and canned apples. The recipe with apples was by far the best and least messy. But the line in the movie is correct…..ice cream really does cut the sweetness. Imagine….
*sigh* mmm, gilmore girls.
A friend just lent me the Firefly DVD set coz we went and saw Serenitya nd now I need the backstory. But she said I have to watch the whole 14 episodes in a row – guess what I’m doing this weekend.
Song – be warned. A friend introduced me to Firefly this weekend and it was so ridiculously addicting.
Fish – I remember thinking of G Squared as a guilty pleasure. And then I realized the show was so smart that I shouldn’t feel the least bit bad for loving it.
But it raises important questions – would you be a Dean girl, a Jess girl or a Logan girl?
ahh yes. I am also obsessed with this show…I’ve SEEN every episode when they first came out (I got shamelessly addicted in college) and yet I still will get hooked on that “one more episode” mentality till 4:00 am whether I have work the next day or not! Glad to hear you’ve joined us crazies.
I post ALL THE TIME about gilmore girls on my site AND NONE OF MY READERS think I’m cool for it…I must send them your way to prove that watching/mimicking the gilmore girls is a goood thing. Glad to find another lover.
proof:
http://vespa-rosso.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-is-love-perhaps-in-stars-hollow.html
http://vespa-rosso.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-forget.html
You ditched me for Gilmore Girls?!?!?!
visual crack is the best explaination by far. i’ll have to use that next time someone tries to kick me off the TV when the ladies are on. and a shout out for grey’s anatomy too!!! isn’t TV wonderful…
I’m a fellow Gilmore Girls groupie…have been watching it just about continuously since the premiere. Even so, I still catch re-runs as often as possible.
The same night/morning Fish was up til 5:30 with her 8 episodes, I was re-watching Firefly (mentioned by other commenters). 9 episodes…ended about 5:30.
I have to admit that I’ve never watched this show. But I know that if I call my mother when it is on, she hangs up on me — and that is very unusual because she usually talks for hours. So, this show must have some special magical appeal for women of all ages. Since I do find myself watching Oxygen rather frequently, maybe I’ll start watching this show, too.
I too want to be Lorelai Gilmore. I never knew Netflix had tv shows. I may have to consider that.
Yeah…I did the same when I bought season three last spring when it was released. I’d just finished grad. school–I think it was my therapy to recover from all those papers. I just couldn’t stop watching. “What it’s 3:30 in the morning? Whatever, the dance marathon episode is next!”
I just found Season 1 and 2 of Gilmore Girls on DVD for $37 TOTAL. BLISSFUL!!!
Here in Oz, you can get certain mobile phone companies to block you sending text messages to nominated numbers during a specific period. It goes for phone calls as well. So if you know you are going to have a few, you notify them, and the put the block on for a specific period, so you do not shame yourself. I think it’s a great idea.
Amen for Gilmore Girls! I can’t stop watching but once it’s over I’ll be researching cute towns in New England to move to.
Cuppa cuppa cuppa sounds kinda frightening…
I can offer a little more savory combo for those of you who’re into multi-cup recipes, and this one won’t ruin your dishes!
1 cup mayo
1 cup grated parmesan
1 cup chopped artichoke hearts
1 cup diced green chilies
Mix all together and bake at 350 for 10-15 minutes, ’til it bubbles and browns a bit. Serve with crackers, bread or veggies, or stuff into mushroom caps and bake that way. Mmm-mmm-good!
Pleeeasse, don’t tell me you watch the Gilmore Girls *and* actually enjoy it! I confess I watch them occasionally too, but *only* because over here in Amsterdam, its about the only English show on TV (apart from One Tree Hill…and yes, I watch that crap too!)
I too have tried the Cuppa Cuppa Cuppa and it was Crappa Crappa Crappa. I think I imagined some sort of golden cake filled with generic canned fruit goodness…