I admit it, I love Bridget Jones. (In fact, I actually watched her in both the original and the sequel last weekend. For about the eleventh time.) Still, it irks me that celluloid spinsters are portrayed as losers (however hilarious) when I think that in real life, single women may be the lucky ones. In fact, I'm thankful I didn't hook some nice pre-med guy in college, buy a four-bedroom house in the 'burbs, and start churning out kids (my mom's fantasy).