Sometimes I fear many of my admissions will frighten y'all, send you running for the hills, and/or leave you with a big case of rolling eyes and a clicking tongue. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Twin Peaks, Battlestar Galactica, Lost fanatic, Georgia Bulldog devotee, quoter of Steel Magnolias, obsessive spreader of Twilight love...all the quirks that make me...well, Lula!
This month, however, I am casting all fear aside. It's October. I love October. I love that it's Caroline's birthday month, as well as my brother's and our niece, Eliza. I love Halloween. (Yes, I'm a Christian, no I'm not a pagan. End of story.) I love scary movies and haunted houses and being frightened out of my gourd. Love, love, love it.
I have a list of movies that I make a point of watching each October. This one is at the top of my list. I have it memorized. The soundtrack in on my iPod. My husband gave me the DVD the first year we were married (he's so romantic that way!). I want to star in a remake, but only if my most favorite actor in the world, Tim Curry, would agree to star with me. It's my dream.
For the record, I want to play Magenta. For those of you unfortunate enough to not share in my love of Rocky Horror Picture Show, she's the one galavanting in the maid uniform. I love me some Magenta. I love me some Dr. Frank-N-Furter. I love me some youthful Susan Sarandon ("Toucha, toucha, toucha touch me...I wanna be dirrrrrrty...").
Don't judge. Just embrace me and my quirks, please.