Click on over to Kwana’s place and help her get her breathing back on track. Le pant, le heave.

I won a copy of North And South at Stacy’s place.

YAY!

Okay, so I’m kinda embarrassed that I find David Beckham so incredibly hot. I mean, he is, but I’ve also heard he makes a bag of hammers seem smart. Not that I need to talk to him, but I don’t want him to be stumped for an answer when I say “Hello.” (Thanks, Ava Gardner–I think she made that comment about Clark Gable). Plus his wife irks me no end (sorry, KJ).

So my excuse today for talking about him is that he has the “Largest Carbon Footprint In Human History!,” according to Carbon Trust UK. His fleet of 15 cars and his frequent air travel give him an annual output of 163 tons of carbon dioxide yearly. The average Englishman contributes about 9.4 tons. The average American generates about 7.8 tons.

Don’t you think someone could figure out how to make a fuel out of his hotness? Or maybe air balloons, courtesy of Posh’s chest?

Okay, so Kristie has been on a veritable Crusade (minus the slaughter of non-Christians) to get people to watch the BBC production of North & South (not the thing starring Patrick Swayze).

I watched it Monday and Tuesday, and YOW! Kristie was right. It was full of passion, and history, and well-developed characters, and OHYMGOD Richard Armitage almost makes Clive Owen look soft. Almost, I said.

My heart was in my throat for the last episode, and I got all gooey right at the end. You know when. So, yeah, Kristie is right, and this is such a fantastic deep miniseries. It is very much middle-class Victorian Pride & Prejudice, full of both for both hero and heroine. The workingman’s Mr. Darcy, someone commented about John Thornton. Very apt.

And the random meme Kwana and Elizabeth tagged me for:

7 random facts about Megan:

1. I do not drink coffee when I am hungover. Tea with milk and sugar, please.
2. I know, and am proud of the fact, that I am a great dancer. One of the few things that I am not neurotic about.
3. I own a dress once owned by multi-Pulitzer Prize winner Archibald MacLeish’s wife.
4. My favorite color is black. Seriously. Not just for the shock value.
5. I am a third-generation Ivy Leaguer. Edited to add: My dad went to Harvard, my mom went to Radcliffe, my grandfather to Yale, my grandmother to Smith, and my uncle went to Brown, Yale, and Harvard, not all at the same time (B.A.. Master’s. Ph.D.).
6. For the life of me, I cannot make pancakes.
7. We almost named my son Oakley, after NY Knicks player Charles Oakley (pictured above).

Oh my god, I just saw this chair:

Where’s $950 when I need it?

Today I ran. Ouch. I have eaten a lot of pie, but not as much as I could’ve (hear that, body? Now stop gaining!).

I am stoked to finish Road To Passion, which I hope to do within the next week or so. Only a month past my own self-imposed deadline, but yeah, whatever.

And Target had 300 on sale. Swoonish times ahead.

Things ARE good. Despite my frequent complaints.