Final four words: Amy, we need more!

The return to Stars Hollow is what we’ve waited for. Since it was announced, super fans and newbies alike have waited through what feels like a thousand silent Friday night dinners. Let’s face it, 2016 can pretty much suck it. If we didn’t have Lin-Manuel Miranda in our lives, we probably would not have survived at all. We were only able to get through the dark night of Nov. 8 because we knew a new day in Stars Hollow was coming. Now, here it is, and we have the last four words. But we need more.

More, I tell you! Amy Sherman Palladino, my spirit animal, give us more!

Several people have asked me what I think of the Gilmore Girls reboot. I’ve been ruminating on it since our family binge-watched it on Sunday. I was confident that it was in good hands with my bff, A.S.P. It’s her baby, and no one knows how to care for her baby like the momma, right?

Speaking of babies, how about those last four words, huh?

I mean, I’ve spent some time trying out different scenarios since before the reboot, and this one HAS entered my awareness before. I’ve also considered the possibility of a mom/daughter duo pregnancy a la Father Of The Bride II, and a Brady Girls Get Married double wedding sitch featuring a Lorelai/Luke and Rory/Jess combo (from our lips to God’s ears!)

So, was it satisfying? Yes and no. I thought it was a satisfying ending for Lorelai and Luke. I’m glad Mr. Hayden didn’t sneak in at the last second and “pull a Christopher.” That’s worse than “getting Totsied.” I’m even one of the few who actually likes Christopher. He gets Lorelai, and I believe he loves her, but it’s Luke, Luke, Luke. It’s Luke.

I liked the night before elopement of Luke and Lorelai. It was beautiful. I will admit to a good cry when Sam Phillips struck the first note of “Reflecting Light.” Oy. If you don’t get the significance of that, go back and watch the series, and think about your choices. Also, Kirk finally did something right. Bless you, Kirk.

However, a Stars Hollow where Kirk gets significantly more air time than Paris, Lane, and JESS is a Stars Hollow I need to confront. And, Michel was at this midnight elopement ceremony, but not Sookie? Not in my Stars Hollow. (And don’t go trying to explain stuff about the actors’ schedules and all that crap. Just shut your face and Copper Boom your attitude down a notch.)

*Big sigh*

Rory. Rory, we will never NOT love you, no matter what the interwebs try to tell us about your awkwardness, your privilege, and your bad choices. (I mean, ok. A quick side eye in your general direction for sleeping with a man affianced to another. Again.) We do understand that it’s Logan, though. We know that his gross family--and he--may have been butt-faced miscreants more than once, but whom among us could honestly say we could resist that delicious hunka Huntzberger? Anyone?

I’d like to call your attention to this next paragraph, as it is one of utmost importance:

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Whew! Now that I have that off my chest, let’s address a few things, in no particular order:
-I wasn’t sure about the extended steampunk scene with the Life and Death Brigade, but I’ve rarely seen A.S.P. without a top hat from the closet of the vampire Lestat, and she’s the Mommy, so she gets to say.
-What, except for that last song, which was genius, WAS that business about Stars Hollow: The Musical? Was it so we could love Sutton even more? Fine. We do. Now, Taylor, sit down and let me give you an extensive playlist of songs you’ll need for this musical. Go work on something at the Twickham House and let us handle this.
-Don’t sleep with Wookies, Rory. Especially when you have Logan (aka D.D.?) across the pond, apparently at your disposal.
-Lane, congrats on having a dad. But it took me a while to realize the pool boys fanning Rory and Lorelai were, in fact, not Steve and Quan. We needed more, like what Mrs. Kim thinks of Twitter and how Book of Mormon affected bible studies, even in 7^th Day Adventist circles.
-Not meeting Michel’s husband killed my soul.
-I really thought Rory would end up being the surrogate for the Gilmore/Danes reproduction heist.
-Paris and Doyle 4-evs. We just need to see it. Do their kids have names? What is upstairs? Madeline and Louise?
-Will there be more? What is Babette eating for breakfast these days, if not oatmeal? Who will handle the kitchen at the Dragonfly? Will Logan be involved with this child we assume is his? (My hand to God, Chewbacca can. not. have sired this child.) Will Jess be around?
-Emily Gilmore slays everything 100%.
-Go away, Paul. You don’t belong here. Rory would have dumped you sooner, but she didn’t. We don’t know why.
-Jess. Beautiful, smart, helpful Jess, peering in the window longingly after using your #biceps to help steer Rory back in the right direction. We collectively love you, Jess. We are so glad you lost that porn-stache they keep on you over at NBC.
-Writing the book is a perfect idea.

Amy, where you lead, we will follow.

In Omnia Paratus!