You know when we were in English class as kids we’d always have to write our own obituaries or what would be on our gravestones or some such other extremely morbid theme that still seemed boring? Well I have mine; the best way to describe me in any way is something Lorelei says to Paris during season six “You can be anything you want except a diplomat.” So true. If you had to define yourself with one Gilmore Girls quote what would it be?

We’ve all had a good laugh about how Jackson doesn’t want to know the gender of his child. This conversation takes place:

JACKSON: Hey, in the old days, the guys would pace back and forth in the waiting room until a pretty nurse in a nice white outfit would come out and say, “Congratulations - it’s a ‘insert your chosen sex here’.” Ricky Ricardo didn’t know, Dick van Dyke didn’t know, and by gum, if it was good enough for Rick and Dick, it’s good enough for me.

LORELAI: Well, I wanna know.

JACKSON: Rory, what do you say? Be on my side.

SOOKIE: Jackson, there are no sides.

JACKSON: We can be in that waiting room together, pacing, waiting; we’ll get you a nice suit. What do you say?

RORY: Okay, sure. I’m on Jackson’s side.

JACKSON: Great. Welcome to 1954.

It really didn’t dawn on me just how different childbirth was back then until a recent episode of Mad Men when Betty was giving birth. I just wanted to yell “stop it” It showed the mom all scared and alone while the dads were literally out in the waiting room smoking cigars and drinking. When/if my time ever comes it will not be 1954.

In the mess that was season six I totally overlooked a few funny moments. One of them is in the “Friday Night’s Alright for Fighting” episode. Lorelei sees Rory and asks why she didn’t dress crazy like they agreed. Then there is this whole bit about Rory betraying Lorelei and Lorelei offering the scarf to Rory for confidence. I actually really liked the stripe scarf that Lorelei was wearing. I wouldn’t have noticed that the look was “crazier” than usual if she hadn’t of told me. I’ve been thinking of trying the dressing crazy idea with my mom but I’m pretty sure that I’m the only one who will show up with an ugly scarf. Any other takers out there?

I always buy a large carton of eggs with the intention that I will eat more eggs. I guess it’s a weird goal but I’m still the of a generation that thought that eggs were good for you. Then they told us eggs were bad for you and now they are good for you in limited supply. I usually only like eggs if they are in brownies. So, my thinking is that if I don’t like something it is probably good for me. This ends up with me basically having 18 eggs that will expire or have expired.

Every once in awhile when I haul the eggs to the trash I just have this temptation to devil them and then go throw them at Jess’ car. It’s a good thing I don’t know a Jess. Yes, by the way I would put paprika on them too; it isn’t a deviled egg without it.