Monday, October 19th was a big night in this neck of the woods.
- It was election night and change was sweeping the nation.
- The Blue Jays won Game 3 of the ALCS against the Royals.
- Canada’s national treasure, Drake, released a new music video.
Canada had a lot to celebrate, so I feel a little guilty in admitting that this piece of news was
what I was most excited about on that fateful night:
A Gilmore Girls revival mini-series is heading to Netflix, with the original showrunners at the helm.
You see, when Gilmore Girls ended in 2007… I was devastated (to say the least).
So one can only imagine how excited I was to hear that the series would be revived and I
would once again be reunited with my all-time favourite fast talking mother-daughter duo:
coffee-addicted, single mother Lorelai and her super smart book-loving daughter Rory.
Seriously, Rory loves books.
There is even a Rory Gilmore reading challenge. (I’ve read an abysmal 55/339)
With its quirky cast of small-town characters with big personalities, the complicated family relationships,
and the copious amounts of food consumed in each episode, I could go on forever waxing poetic about my love
for this show.
Instead I found this, which sums up my feelings quite nicely:
P.s. I am forever #TeamJess