Mark Darcy dead??????????????????????? Say it isn’t so.

I heard snippets of this about a week or so ago and chose to ignore it.  I thought that if I didn’t pursue the story, it couldn’t possibly be true.  If I didn’t read any further, then it would simply be a figment of my imagination.

Imagine my  horror, while sitting here drinking my triple shot 1/2 caffe dark chocolate mocha with whip, watching the pretty white things drift quietly to the ground, listening to the bubbling of the countertop water fountain (for peace and serenity…ha ha ha), with NPR Sunday Morning edition quietly in the background, when the bloody Brit who wrote the Bridget Jones series ever-so-nonchalantly says she didn’t imagine there would be such a brou-ha-ha (my word, not hers) when it was found out that Mark Darcy has died!!!!!!  What in the sam hello was she thinking?  We’d all jump up and down and clap our hands and say ‘goody-goody, Bridget’s on the dating scene again’????????????????????  Is she bloody insane?

Mark Darcy dead.  There can be no Bridget Jones without Mark Darcy.  I can’t even imagine it.  I sincerely doubt I will even attempt to watch this movie.  I simply cannot fathom the streets of London without Mark Darcy strolling along, telling Bridget in that lovely voice of his “I love you just as you are.”  Period.  Never been a better line, in my humble opinion.

So I’m reminded of Mr. Churchill (another Brit) who uttered these words:  “the only security in life is relishing life’s insecurities.”

Ha!  Like that man knew anything.  (Snark, sarcasm, etc.  I think he was quite the wise one.)

I’m just smarting about this latest blow to my view of the world.  Life without Mark Darcy.  What a way to start my day.

Now I need another triple shot 1/2 caffe dark chocolate mocha with whip.  Just to deal with the injustice of it all.

(Oddly, the next story on the news is one about ‘addiction.’  Oh the irony.)

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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