The hit series “24″ has swept the nation for years now and JT and I have never jumped on the broom…until this summer.
For whatever reason, I got the hankerin’ to try watching it again. We tried a few years ago and was very turned off by the first few episodes. Everyone who’s any kind of Jack Bauer lover said, “Just keep going. They get better and better! We promise! Keeeep gooooing. KEEEEEEP GOOOOO-ING!”
FF a few years and here we are. I was snoopin’ around Hulu when I found the first four episodes of season one. Four. That’s it. F-O-U-R
If you’re not familiar with the show, each episode represents one hour in a 24 hour period, hence the catchy title “24″. Therefore, the entire season is one 24 hour period. Very intense. Very stressful. Very wicked awesome.
So, hubs and I couldn’t get our hands on the complete season one, so we read the sum-ups on the tri-dub and moved on to season two.
Popcorn ready. Kids in bed.
“bink. bink. bink. bink.” (that’s the countdown timer that comes on before and after each commercial) FYI.
We were introduced formally to Jack and the crew in Season 2. I do believe I was smitten the first time he answered his phone. I mean, it’s Keifer, come on.
Emotional ups and downs, danger at every turn, crazy people, tears, and dumb girls. Breathe…….Suspicion, lies, treason, strength, manliness, and finally, peace………..
until season 2 ends and leaves you with a GIGANTIC CLIFFHANGER.
The sweet sister that I borrowed season 2 from also gave us season 4 and 5.
Hubs and I Twitter and Facebook all our friends so that THOUSANDS knew we needed so desperately season three lest we be put into Jack Bauer rehab because of the withdrawal. My friend, Lori Wilhite, was going to mail them to me if I couldn’t find them. This tells you, dear reader, how crazy we all are.
Finally after the long exhausting minutes refreshing our Facebook browser and checking Tweetdeck, we had a hit. Someone in the local OKC area had a copy of season three and was willing right then to get in the car and meet us with the package.
This guy knew the predicament we were in and would stop at nothing to see us through to the end. God bless his soul.
JT grabs the keys and with Jack speed, makes his way through the heavy 7:30 local traffic of the greater Oklahoma City area to meet at the chosen place for the drop. The secret location, however, was able to produce a mighty fine burrito and coke for the long drive home.
The package was now in pocket and JT was making his way back home. I didn’t have time to put a trace on him and track him from my homing beacon, but I was informed by JT himself that he was en route and that I was to ready the giant monitor in the viewing room (a.k.a living room) for our intense and immediate attention.
I shuffled the kids back down the hall with their own movie telling them how cool it was that they got to watch a movie in their own room tonight.
Finally, JT returns. Crisis averted. Jack Bauer, once again, saved the lives of two people he will never, ever meet.
I feel so close to him. And yet, so very far away and very far behind in seasons. boo hoo