This is a post for the die-hards. The people who don’t just read occasionally or click through from facebook but who love me and indulge my Oscar love and may enjoy a play(ish)-by-play(ish) of my night, my reactions, and my sum-up. It’s way past post Oscar-wrap-up time. The real ones happen within an hour or so of the show. But I haven’t yet scheduled “write the wrap-up” into my festivities.
You guys. It’s my favorite weekend of the year. Oscar Weekend is my new Christmas. It’s no longer enough just to crash in front of a television in time for the Red Carpet (and oh the painfully awkward interviews upon it). It’s really an entire season. It begins with the “Oscar buzz” talk that starts before Christmas. It builds momentum once the People’s Choice voting begins. It gets really good
To truly understand how much I love the Oscars you might need to be in my home last night at about 5:50 (ten minutes before Barbara…) as I gathered snacks and turned the furniture just how I wanted it and literally jumped up and down from the giddy feeling that the show was about to start. And when it did, a deeper sinking into my comfortable chair and a happy