No, not grey hairs. (I've got plenty of those- nothing noteworthy there). My time off afforded me the chance to catch up on Grey's Anatomy. And OMG!
Once upon a time, I had given up on this show. When Izzy started sleeping with dead Denny, I lost interest. Too cuckoo for me. Of course, I found out later that the craziness was due to a brain tumor. Oops. I had forsaken one of my favorite shows prematurely.
So I caught up. Before the cancellation of cable, I watched reruns. God bless Lifetime. (And that season finale a few years back with the shooter on the loose? Quite possibly the most dramatic thing I've seen on TV, EVER. Whoa.) Post-cancellation, I asked J to do some downloading for me. There are probably a few episodes here and there that I've missed, but I've got the general idea of everything that has gone down at Seattle Grace over the years.
Last week, I caught up on the current season. And by caught up, I mean watched all nine episodes that have aired this year. And when I got to the end of the most current episode, and realized that I'd have to wait to find out what happened next? I let out a loud "NOOOOOO!" Seriously, out loud, in my living room, to no one in particular. Well, maybe to the TV Gods.
How could Henry have died????? AAAAHHHH! I'm not a happy camper about this. I need Scott Foley in my life. (Remember that he played Noel on Felicity, and you all know that I loved Felicity.) Also, I liked happy Teddy.
And how can Meredith and Derek NOT be getting Zola back? They desperately need to get that baby back and get back to being a happy couple, because I can't take much more of their angst.
AND, how can Meredith and Alex be stranded out in the middle of nowhere surrounded by dead people? Okay, that one I can actually let slide, because I'm sure it's going to lead to some good TV that ends with both of them still alive.
Basically, I am just shy of peeing my pants with excitement over tonight's new episode.