I have major writer's block today. All I want to do is binge on Gilmore Girls in preparation for the revival that airs on Netflix later this month. It's been a while since I've seen the whole series so I want to be up to speed for the new episodes.
Before Aspen was born, I started collecting the DVDs. I even brought some of them with me when Kevin and I flew to Maine to surprise my sister for her birthday. We knew we'd be driving to Canada and would need something to keep us busy on the ride. Kev, Sophia and I sat together in the back row of the van watching the show together. When we returned home and the time came for the final episode, I didn't even know it was happening. I pulled the disc out of the DVD player and asked Kev excitedly if he wanted to watch just one more. He told me we couldn't because IT WAS OVER. I couldn't believe it. The series ended so abruptly for me. It wasn't until years later that I realized the seventh and final season was written and directed by a new group of people. The show's creator, Amy Sherman-Palladino, left after the sixth season and that made so much sense.
The four new episodes are under the direction of the original creator and I'm looking forward to seeing some resolution that coincides with the direction ASP originally intended for her characters. I don't think Kev has the day after Thanksgiving off (when it airs) so I'll probably end up watching it after he gets home... which means I'll need to stay off social media to avoid spoilers or I'LL DIE. There was this one time I mentioned to someone I was reading Sophie's Choice and she said it was such a heartbreaking story. I told her not to say anything because I still wasn't entirely sure what Sophie's choice was going to be (y'know, I didn't want it to be what I thought it was going to be because *SOB*) but then that person continued talking about the book and what the choice was and I was like NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
So, if you're going to watch the revival, I love you, but don't talk to me about it!
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