My So-Called Life….

A post for the ladies…

Last night I read an article on the Guardian website by Sarah Hughes about re-watching My So-Called Life as an adult, reading the article made me want to do exactly the same thing. Get the article here. Here’s a wee tribute to the wonderful short-lived show that made my teenage heart swell.

“I just like how he’s always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great”

“Does anybody know Jordan Catalano? That question, like, got to me. I mean, I’d had seven conversations with him, and one really bad kiss, and one amazing one. But did I, like, know him?”

“It’s such a lie that you should do what’s in your heart. If we all did what was in our hearts, the world would grind to a halt.”

You know how sometimes the last sentence you said, like, echoes in your brain, and it just keeps sounding stupider? And you have to say something else just to make it stop?

“When I was little I, like, worshipped Halloween. And truthfully, part of me still does. ‘Cause it’s your one chance all year to be someone else.”

“Love is when you look into someone’s eyes and suddenly you go all the way inside, to their soul, and you both know instantly. I always imagined I’d fall in love nursing a blind soldier who was wounded in battle. Or maybe while rescuing someone in the middle of a blizzard, seconds before the avalanche hits. I thought at least by the age of 15 I’d have a love life, but I don’t even have a like life!”

“Huge events take place on this earth every day. Earthquakes, hurricanes…even glaciers move. So why couldn’t he just…look at me?”

“They weren’t the kind of kisses you could actually evaluate. They were more like… introductory kisses.”

“When you call someone’s name, like, kind of loud, and they don’t hear you, it makes you feel really lonely.”

“Sometimes someone says something really small and it just fits right into this empty place in your heart.”

“I loved Jordan Catalano so much, and talked about him so much, and thought about him so much, it was like he lived inside me. Like he had taken possession of my soul, or something. And then one day…I got over him!”

“What I like, dread, is when people who know you in completely different ways end up in the same area. And you have to develop, this like, combination you, on the spot.”

“It was like Jordan Catalano had been surgically removed from my heart… and I was free.”

“Have you ever just, like, completely given up on someone, and then something happens, and you go, “Oh my God. There’s so much more to this person than I ever dreamed!”

Ohhhhhhhh the angst… I so, so glad I’m not a teenager anymore! However it still pulls on my heart-strings. Right, I’m off to order the box set!

Ohhh dear Jared.

GIFs and some pics from this brilliant blog.



If anyone watched BBC2’s The Delicious Miss Dahl will have no doubt been driven into rage by the number of times the word Melancholy was used. Yes it was the title of tonight’s episode, but really, it was a little excessive to say the least. For those of you who didn’t watch it here’s the link so that you too can get into the same pain that I was in, I know I could have changed the channel but I did get quite hooked at when she would say melancholy next. The blurb below is a synopsis of the episode for those of you who can’t watch the episode.

The Delicious Miss Dahl, Melancholy

It’s a melancholic day and there’s no getting away from it. The only option is to feed this melodramatic emotion with dishes that could cheer up Eeyore. Starting with bubble and squeak cakes served with red onion gravy and a languid fried egg, the joyous indulgence begins.

Next, Sophie locks herself away in the shed at the end of the garden and, while reading hopeless poetry, she treats herself to the perfect chocolate sauce poured over ice cream. But her soul craves the curative power of chicken soup and this brings her back to the kitchen for her own luxurious version and a soothing cardamom rice pudding with spiced plums.

After this indulgent menu, it’s time to get outside and engage with the world again. Sophie recommends food shopping for the liveliest colours and flavours that can be found, after which she returns to create a spicy tom kha soup, which awakens the senses and inspires her to open the curtains and let the sunshine back in.

Watch her waffle here