The beginning of the end of Lost

I am a huge Lost fan. This show had me when that plane crashed on the beach. For five seasons, I have cried, screamed, pulled out my hair and sometimes simply said "What the f---?" Tonight is the beginning of the end. The end of one of the best shows that I have ever watched. For 6th and final season on Tuesday nights, my life will come to a standstill for this show. And Lord help anyone who tries to stop me.

I think there is 16-18 episodes left. Questions will be answered I hope. In May, when this show ends, I want to know everything. I want to know what 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42 means, what is the smoke monster and statute with the four toes. JJ Abrams and crew hasn't let me down yet so he better not now.

And for the first time since I have watched the show, I have found others who watch it at work. Six people to be exact. I am sooooo excited. And thanks to the weather we have had, I don't have to cover one of many town meetings so I will be ready to go at 9 p.m. I am so excited I can hardly stand it.

In other news, my mother had an appointment with the radiology. They told her to see an orthopedic specialist. She will need to have surgery to repair the bones in her arm and shoulder so she can use the arm in the future. My mom is tough and wants the surgery so she can get back to her life.

Daily Dose

1. Pimento cheese on Ritz cracker.

2. The new Entertainment Weekly with Lost on the cover.

3. My mom rocks! I love her attitude and spirit.

Comments

  1. Your mom sounds so strong-spirited. That's great!

    I never got into Lost. I know, it's blasphemous! I have several friends who love it though. Have fun watching :)

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