The best thing about St. George . . .

. . . is that my girl Emma and her husband (Jason) and baby (Haley) live here. We met them for dinner at Cafe Rio and the pork taco, my friends, did NOT disappoint.

After seeing Emma and Jason, Ken and I gave the Miata a bath, then returned to the condo here to watch the first two episodes of LIFE ON MARS (the British edition). Mystery Girl recommended the series to me after I told her how much I loved the American version and WOW! Was she ever right! Smart, creepy, darkly funny, it's pretty much catnip.

Here's why I'm a leetle sad today

ABC cancelled LIFE ON MARS. I came to the series kind of late--sometime in January when I was basically sitting on my bed the whole time except when I needed nourishment--and I was an instant fan. LOVED the characters and the actors who played them, especially Harvey Keitel, Michael Imperioli (who looked like a Serpico wannabe) and (interestingly) Gretchen Moll, who was completely likeable and luminous (way to go, Gretchen Moll!). And I especially liked the whole look and sound of the show--so very 70's in an authentic way, unlike THAT 70'S SHOW. And I would know, because dudes! I was completely there! Except that I was in Utah Valley! And not New York City! The series even looked a little yellow-ish, the way old footage of sporting events from the period look.

But then it got cancelled. The last episode was on Wednesday. I didn't mind it as finales go--I've sort of accepted the fact that finales can never live up to our expectations. And at least the writers tried to wrap things up, which I completely appreciate. Only now I have nothing to look forward to. Except maybe for baseball.

Baseball? Okay, I feel better now.

Had a cupcake from Mini's today. Vanilla with pink frosting. Please remind me that I prefer chocolate or lemon next time.