I'm at the part of the Dish-story where I recount the day I went to meet TG at the aiport after not seeing him for 26 years. This is the movie I chose to watch right before. Not the best flick in the world, but Dish was a blubbering mess--in a good way.
I'm so zonked. Poor TG has been neglected. The stars are inconsolable.
We loved Dancing with the Stars--Both TG and I shed tears over Andy Dick's performance.
Eagerly awaiting when Chapter 17 is done. What a journey. And now I'm going to breathe into a paper bag.