*sigh*

I love Thursdays.  I truly do.  In some ways even more than Friday or Saturday. 

It's crazy ... I know. 

Yet, it's true.

The week can be exhausting ...

The days can be gray and gloomy ...

The girlies can have me running in 16 different directions (usually 4 at a time) ...

My computer may crash ...

My ceiling may leak ...

The moron I work with can turn me into a hateful hag ...

But I know when I wake up on Thursday morning, I simply have to make it through the day in order to get my prize ... an hour of angst and delight as I receive the gift of yet another chapter in this season's saga.  (I won't spoil tonight's eppy for those who have not been inadvertantly spoiled as I have with a particularly delightful preview, I'll simply say for those that have seen it ... my pun was intended. *grins*)

Seriously, though, that hour (or rather that 42 minutes plus commercials) is something I truly count on.  I look forward to it.  I enjoy it.  It brings me a happy, pure and simple.
 
It's like a Hawaiian Shaved Ice on a hot summer evening after doing laundry.

It's like a warm pot of tea on a frosty winter morning trying to wake up.

It's like the soft hug from a girlie after a very hard day.

It's like the quiet grasp of my hand from a nervous girl before she leaves her seat to give a speech or a performance,  

It's like the bright smile of a small one who has crawled into my lap after successfully building and knocking down a block tower.

Moments in time that bring me joy ... that bring happiness ... I count on these points to keep the proverbial silver lining of my day glowing in the midst of the normal (and sometimes not so normal) chaos of my life.  They give me balance.

In the case of Supernatural, it is a specific time period ... something scheduled.  For me, Supernatural like a scheduled rainbow.  Bittersweet in that I know I'm going to have to accept the rain (the angst) that comes with it, but it's okay because I know that there will eventually come that one brief moment ... the rainbow ... that will make the rain and angst worth bearing.  

Yes, I know ... I'm wearing my geeky sentimental hat this morning.  What can I say?  I woke up early and had a few moments.  

So ... here I am on a Thursday ... the anticipation is building, giving birth to the butterflies of excitement blooming in the pit of my stomach.  

Anticipation for tonight's ep is especially tingly from a couple of points ... 1)  this is the last one before a two week hiatus and 2) it's the last one before the "final four".  Those final four chapters of this season's journey that will have us gasping at a climax and ... knowing The Kripke and the fact that he has had plenty of time to plan, plot, and connive ... a season finale that will haunt us for the duration of the summer.  

So, this morning I was dancing ... with delight ... and then ... I looked at my calendar.

*smacks forehead*  I swear the public school system hates me personally for they always seem to schedule things on Thursday nights ... and I have a mental block to retain information when it affects my Thursday night plans.  Thank goodness my girlies have learned (seriously, I'm not kidding) to 1) mark my calendars - both of them - in bold RED ink, knowing that it will catch my attention when I check my planned day and 2) give me a heads up verbally, not once, not twice but usually three or four times so that I cannot say they did not tell me about it.  *sigh*  

Tonight ... at 7pm central time - one hour before showtime  ... my twinkles are being inducted into the Junior National Honor Society.  This is a wonderful honor and, of course, I will be there (scowling at the school officials - beaming at my girlies).  I will be immensely proud and happy.  Yet, I'm honest enough with myself to know the following will also occur - 1) both VCRs will be set for 10 minutes prior and 10 minutes post, in order not to miss a thing, 2) I will have already parked strategically for a quick release from the parking lot, and ... biggest blessing of all ... 3) my girls are understanding of my Thursday night need to "cut and run" the minute things are concluded - especially if it's concluded before 8pm and the possibility of my zooming home in my little red Baby in time to see the Black Beauty and her Boys without waiting is a possibility.    *grins*

So, here I am ... preparing for another Thursday night ... with slight scheduling modifications.  Will tonight be simply a MOW or will it continue the mythic arc?  Will it be the rest and laughter after the emotionally charged eppies of late or will there be those moments derived from quiet terror that will set us up for a tense two week wait before the Final Four?  There's no way of knowing.  Our writer tonight, Julie Siege, is relatively new to our show, however her other two eppys ... Criss Angel is a Douchebag and It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester ... were both well done and had a slight emotional twist at the end. 

There's simply no way of knowing how tonight will end ... but one thing is certain ... tonight's episode will be a much anticipated new chapter that will leave me craving the next Thursday that will bring the next installment. 

*claps gleefully*