Turns out I sob at TV shows

So, last night was Glee. You know, the show where they periodically break out into song and dance? The one that is full of light and happiness? Yeah. That one. Well, last night's episode was killer. So, here's the lowdown: Kurt's dad has a heart attack (Kurt's mom died a long time ago) and is in a coma in the hospital. The rest of the New Directions try to support Kurt in various ways (mostly praying for his dad) while he rails against religion and faith. Finn makes a grilled cheese sandwich and sees Jesus in it (to each his own, I suppose) and asks the Grilled Cheesus for a number of favors. Anyway, that's all beside the point. The point is that every scene between Kurt and his dad (or with Kurt at all, really) made me SOB. I was on my 1960's, rock-hard day bed in my freezing basement apartment sobbing into my bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios. So much father-son relationship-ness. So many tears. Even my sister got misty-eyed, and she doesn't have a soul.

Anyway, if you're in the mood for a good cry and you haven't seen it, you should check it out. Next up on Tuesday was Teen Mom. We're approaching the season finale, which makes me a little sad. I love this show. Quick recap: Amber is abusive toward Gary and continues to be a crazy. She somehow gets Gary to apologize for his "selfish" (read: responsible) behavior and he even SENDS HER FLOWERS after she tells him that she's already seeing someone else. Who is she seeing, you ask? A guy she met in WalMart who just got out of jail. I kid you not. I can't make this up. Farrah is still upset about Derrick's death (understandably so) and meets with Derrick's sister. Catelynn's mom continues to SUCK at life and be angry that Catelynn and Tyler gave Carly up for adoption. Listen, right on, T and C. They realized that they were too young and that their home environment was NO place for a baby. Next week, they get to go see their little peanut! I'm supes excited for them.

And now, we come to Maci. Oh, Maci. First, she's my favorite. I think she's the best mom of the four we've been following and she seems to really want to get her life on track. She is good with Bentley and is genuinely trying to do her best. So, she moves to Nashville from Chattanooga to be with Kyle, her new boyfriend. They've been doing long distance for two months and she is totally into him. He's good with Bentley and seems to really love her. So, she makes the move (much to the chagrin of her parents and Ryan, the baby daddy). And then, Kyle says it's all too much and they break up. Listen, Kyle (aka jerk-face), what did you think it was gonna be??? How could you do that to Maci?? The episode ends with the poor girl sitting in her living room in her new place in Nashville saying that she'll do the single mom thing, even though it's not ideal. Breaks.my.heart. We'll see what happens next episode, but I'm hoping we find out that Maci's got something really good going on in her life.

And now, onto the biggest news of the day. Listen up people: the cast of The Sound of Music, the greatest movie of all time, is appearing on Oprah in three weeks. First, OHMYGODTHATSSOAWESOME. TSOM is my favorite movie of all time. I love that movie. My love is deep and it is real. I have seen it probably over 1,000 times (that's not an exaggeration) and could probably recite it for you. We used to watch it at my grandmother's house. The two VHS version, thank you very much. (Side note: every time Gretl says, "It'll be my first party, father!" I think, "Time to get up and change the tape." Sad that kids today don't know what a tape is...) I own the DVD and have watched it 6 bazillion times. It is my comfort movie. When I don't know what else to watch, TSOM. When I'm sadder than ever before, TSOM. When I have to write a 20 page Cicero paper in one night, TSOM. When I just need some awesome in my life, TSOM. For no real reason at all, TSOM. 

The most exciting part about the Oprah show is that Christopher Plummer is going to be on. Chris.to.pher.Plummer. He was my first celebrity crush. Man, was he handsome in that naval uniform and in everything he wore in that movie. The whistle is hot. The dancing is sexy (not in a 2010 way, but in a 1950 kind of way). The scene where Maria and the Captain dance the Laendler is one of the most romantic scenes ever captured on film. (Can you tell my love runs deep?) I used to dream about the Captain coming and dancing with me. I wanted to be Maria. Man, oh, man I loved him.

Here's a little video that I love. I wish I could've been a part of it:



As for tonight, just finished up The Middle and heading into Modern Family. There's also a Burn Notice marathon on so I'm a little torn. OH! And I'm making chili in the crockpot. I think I may have screwed up. I'm THAT good of a cook. I'll let you all know how it goes...