I don’t think that shocked is a strong enough word to describe how I felt when I found out that Jamie Lynn Spears, 16, is pregnant.  She’s the star of a Disney show.  I don’t think anyone has known the highs and lows of motherhood like the mother of Britney and Jamie Lynn.  ”My daughters are famous and successful…oh wait, huh, never mind, don’t read the book on parenting I was about to release.”  Personally I think that Jamie Lynn was fighting an uphill battle the second her parents combined their first names to make hers.  If my parents had done that I’d be Dan Linda. All new episodes of Law & Order are coming!  And one of the new guys is that totally gross guy from Clueless that tried to take advantage of Cher and then left her standing in the parking lot where she was mugged.  Awesome. So I finally saw the end of Crowned and it’s worse than I thought.  They make the team in the bottom two that’s staying, desash the team that’s going home.  Drama.  Somebody took a looong time to bedazzle the ridiculously large handles of those scissors. It’s taken me this long to mention my disappointment in the outcome of ANTM because for some reason the fact that the outcome was not what I wanted overwhelmed me with indifference.  It was so anticlimactic.  Whenever it was brought up around the office, the general response was a shrug. Chantal…it shoulda been you.Â
The Marketing Department is descending upon D&B…get out of my way, I’m playing SkeeBall.
Happy Luda Christmas!
Will Chantal be Austin’s own America’s Next Top Model?? Â I can’ t take the waiting.
Predictions?Â
I watched a super special advanced copy of Crowned last night…let me tell you, this show is going to be awesomely bad. There are some amazing mother/daughter duos. One of the chicks is even the reigning Ms. Wyoming. Is that really fair?
I think one of the most interesting things about this show will be watching the interaction within the teams.  Mothers and Daughters reserve a special kind of snappishness for each other.
My favorite part about my viewing of this DVD, is something that I can only share in words as it will not be included in the broadcast tomorrow night on The CW Austin at 8pm, following the season finale of America’s Next Top Model. Right as they were getting ready to reveal who would be desashed (that’s what they do, they cut off your sash…brutal), they put up a full screen graphic that said “Find out who is desashed on the series premiere of Crowned”…and all you could hear were gasps of surprise and sobbing. Awesome.Â
…but it worked, now I freaking have to watch to know who are the first smack-talkers to go.Â
…but now that I think about it, they gave me the second episode on DVD as well, so couldn’t I just watch the second episode and figure it out? I don’t think they’re giving my VMars-like sleuthing capabilities enough credit.
Watch Crowned.
Seriously.  All of it is good, but the last 10 minutes always makes me upset it’s over.  I like that they toy with you a bit…I was like “ahh, man…Serena’s gonna loose Dan”.  I got a little scared that the relationship was going to be a freakin’ yo-yo…like another television relationship between a certain brain surgeon and a certain intern that has almost made me stop watching the show due to its yo-yo-osity.  But Gossip Girl doesn’t do that, it’s to smart for that, I must admit, it’s got me right where it wants me. Chuck is super creepy.  What do you think is the creepiest thing about him?  I think it’s his hair.
…is made possible by Wednesday night television. ANTM, Gossip Girl, Life, Project Runway and The Real World (yes, I’m one of the 8 people who watch it…and that includes the 7 that were in the house, actually there were 8 this year, so I’m the ninth person watching).
I think by the time I watch Top Model tonight, I will be over the shock of them voting Heather off. Not that she was my favorite, but I thought, they thought she could do no wrong.
That’s what I get for thinking.
You never want to hear that someone thinks you have a case of the Mondays, even if you do. I personally am more of a “Sunday Blues” person. In any case, your day’s about to get a lot better.
Today. This Monday. Is different. Tonight, not only do we get a new episode of Chuck at 7, which has quickly become one of my favorite shows of the season, but we get a bonus NEW episode of Life at 9, which is also a good one.
 Tonight is just one really big, really good Heroes sandwich. So while you’re sitting at your desk wishing the voicemail light on your phone would stop blinking and willing the guy next to you to stop rambling on incessantly about his weekend’s escapades, know that you’ve got a really good, 3 hour block of TV waiting for you.Â
Just you, your couch, your dog/cat/iguana, and Chuck, Claire and Charlie.
Mmmm…Monday.
It’s one in the morning on a Saturday night and my sister and I have just finished watching our very own Britney retrospective. Now, that’s not what we intended to do, we intended to find out who cheated on Mandy Moore to make her mad enough to write, record and release “Nothing That You Are”, which contains the lyrics “I hope you burn in hell” (or something very close to that).
We soon found ourselves in the downward spiral that is YouTube’s collection of videos where Britney is the subject. Clicking on parodies, montages, and the infamous VMA performance, we found ourselves wanting to watch what made us love her in the first place, and we found it. Not surprising, the internet is awesome. However, our feelings of sadness watching these amazing performances were surprising. We were sad, we’ve lost someone that once brought us such joy. We reminisced about how lucky were are that we got to see Britney LIVE (she was live, her voice was not…that’s another non-surprise, if you’re keeping score).
April asked a question that I have asked myself and many others in recent times, “What went wrong? What was the tipping point? The perverbial straw?”
I’m actually asking….please tell me. I’m looking for anything I can grab onto to give me just the tiniest bit of hope. I want my Britney back.
Consequently, if you’re wondering how our journey ended: Justin Timberlake’s “Cry Me A River.”
