A Very Outlander Holiday

Jack Davenport. There's Just Something About Him.

OK so I develop crushes. They come. They go. (And they're usually on British men.) They're always on entertainers of some sort and I've been this way since I was 4 and enraptured by Donny Osmond. Then came Davy Jones at 7. Then came Shaun Cassidy at 9. Followed by John Taylor from Duran Duran at 13.

So lately, I've been crushing on an English actor named Jack Davenport. The funny thing is, I don't know why, since I have barely seen him in anything. Flash Forward; that's it. And it got canceled 8 months ago. But he was good. And yes, he was in Pirates of the Caribbean.. but I'm not the biggest fan of those films... and when watching them, I'm using preoccupied with pondering the minuscule amount of calories that the stunning Keira Knightley must take in on a daily basis.

So it's odd that this Jack Davenport has been popping into my brain a lot lately. This morning I said "That's enough!" and took myself over to Google... to see what all the cranial hubbub was all about. And while looking at some lovely pictures and video of the aforementioned subtly handsome and dashing Brit, I came across the following video. And couldn't help asking... "Jack Randall"?

Now don't anyone go and get your panties in a twist. I'm just thinking out loud. By tomorrow I'll be suggesting anyone from Gary Oldman to Mick Jagger! Or one of his kids! (Or grandkids?)

I am a Scot!!!

Everyone on Facebook get your arses over to the "I am a Scot" page and click "like" (after you check out that tall, grey-haired cutie pie in the profile pic). You can post anything you want about being Scottish or wishing you were on their wall!

THEN - get over to their Visit Scotland Website and join the "Great Scottish Adventure" sweepstakes where you can win a trip for two to SCOTLAND, y'all!!! (Residents of US and Canada only.)

Go ahead. Ogle a Scot.

Or at least a dude in a kilt who is rather smokin'. Thanks to the lassies at Buttercup Punch, whose blog I discovered today and ganked this picture from. No idea where they ganked it from... but I'm happy they did.

No Chat Tonight

Chat will be canceled this evening due to the holiday in the US. Happy Martin Luther King day - and we'll see you next week!

No, no... She Said SmallCOX!

Spoiler Alert: Dinna read unless you have read "Dragonfly in Amber".

OK - so I've been whipping out the iPod lately and listening to Dragonfly. The first time around I was a bit "eh" about the France stuff. Probably because I'm a complete spaz and I was still pining for Scotland. But this time I'm rather enjoying it.  Probably because I'd love to spend some time in France and I'm jealous as hell of Claire right now. She's moving into Jared's townhouse... and meeting her his staff... and having new gowns made. And she's doing all of that while living in wedded bliss with Jamie Fraser and carrying his child. How incredibly awesome is THAT?!

And I also have a question that I still have from reading  DinA the first time:

Why didn't Jamie stop Claire from saying the ship that carried the Comte's liquor had Smallpox aboard? He knew she was trying to help the sick fellow. He knew she was talking about what was wrong with him. Why not pull her aside and say "Claire - dinna say the word "smallpox" or "plague" or you may sign our death warrants, ye ken?"

And then - after she does flub up and say it, unknowingly - he sounds a bit condescending while explaining why she shouldna have said it. And I love how she's all "Whoopsie! My bad!" about the whole thing. Claire cracks me up.

Carol and Tracey Freak the Freak Out

OK so earlier Tracey called to make sure I knew Diana had commented on my birthday post... and we were both on the phone giggling and congratulating ourselves on being masters of the universe (totally ganked that line from Titanic.)

And we were still on the phone when we realized Diana had linked to My Outlander Purgatory on her links page. You have no idea how exciting that is for me. A year ago I found out my neighbor's mother in law had done some work with Diana in Arizona... and I had hopes that some day Diana might just hear about the blog. Just HEAR about it. And I freaked out then, saying "Oh my gosh - maybe some day she'll hear about the blog!"  So today... to see her comment...AND to see that she thought enough of us to link to us on her site... wow. Just... wow. 

And I figured I'd never be able to explain to you how excited I was. And Tracey was. Until Tracey sent me this picture of herself freaking out at work. And until I realized my 6 year old son, Ian, was wandering around the house, making a video with his new camera. And do you know what that means?? It means my freak-out was recorded. Complete with my daughter yelling "Be quiet! Be quiet!" SO funny.

So without further ado... I give you... myself... sounding like.... an IDIOT!

PS - Please ignore my messy house! Had I known we were filming, I'd have spruced up a bit!