July 25, 2003
(Coupla spoiler references. Do they count?)
Well, the deck is built,
flowers planted, house cleaned inside and out, rings purchased, dress
bought, tuxes rented and I am totally freaking out! Next Friday
and Saturday, my husband and I are celebrating our 25th wedding
anniversary with a party for family, friends, and neighbors on Friday
evening and a vow renewal ceremony on Saturday followed by a small
reception. Many years ago my husband and I visited a Justice of the Peace
and said I Do. Since we never had a wedding or a honeymoon (we’ve never
successfully mastered convention or tradition), we are having it now.
Well, the ceremony at least. For two years I’ve been notifying my family
and his of our plans and now they are finally coming to fruition. Even my
father and stepmom, not big travelers, are coming so my father can escort
me to my husband who I will promise to love and cherish for the rest of my
life. (The vow part will be easy because he really is the best guy God
put on this earth.) And lemme tell ya, it has to last for the rest of my
life cause I am not marrying this guy again. Now I know how smart we were
to wed without fanfare the last time. Because planning an event such as a
wedding or vow renewal ceremony is a LOT OF WORK! I plan to write a
column through Thursday’s episode and then let the good times roll.
My new deck
Picture a canopy top over the gazebo
Want to know how much power
Mr. Corinthos exerts over Port Charles? On Monday, when Sonny was playing
rough with a semi-conscious Ric, Capelli, the only detective on the force
since Taggert left, dashed into the panic room to be ordered by Sonny to
“lock up That Bastard.” That would be Ric “That Bastard” Lansing. Ric
was arrested and transported to GH to patch up his wounds. Only he was in
a hospital room with no handcuffs, no guard, nothing, so the charges must
not have been too serious. Sonny and Jason followed Ric to the hospital
where they discussed business like who’s allowed to live and for how long
standing by the nurses’ station while Georgie blatantly eavesdropped.
Hmm, I feel a detail nagfest coming on, be prepared.
Sonny gives orders to the PCPD
Georgie demonstrates the fine art of blatant eavesdropping
I am totally confused
regarding “The Plan”. Except for Sonny’s part because he always has the
same plan - sit back and wait for the current enemy to make a mistake.
That plan aside, why did Scotty threateningly tell Sonny that he better
not allow Alcazar to transport drugs? According to the FBI plan, Sonny’s
supposed to make nice business-wise with Alcazar. Why did Sonny allow the
drug boat into the harbor and then blow it up? Wasn’t he worried about
ruining negotiations for securing Carly’s release? Maybe blowing up the
ship was Sonny’s way of stopping the drug shipment and thumbing his nose
at the FBI. Why does Sonny believe Alcazar will land his drugs and then
release Carly? Alcazar only holds power over Sonny if he can force Sonny
into compliance. How did Sonny know Dillon was supposed to make the vital
call and so what if he did since the boat was slated to become harbor
trash? Either some pieces of the puzzle are missing or I’m not seeing
what I am supposed to.
My favorite Sonny moment
aired on Wednesday when Sonny demanded to know if Carly’s all right and
Alcazar started with “Unless you cooperate…” Sonny broke in throwing a
pen (because he wasn’t standing near to any glassware) as
Super-Sonny-In-Charge, “No! You’re not getting jack unless I see my
wife. Either you arrange for me to be in the same room as my wife or I
will order you killed and open up negotiations with your lieutenant. I’m
tired of this now. It’s in your best interest to prove to me that my
wife’s OK.” Alcazar agreed because Sonny’s known as a man of his word.
What I want to know is what kind of reputation Alcazar possesses that
would cause Sonny to put his life in Lorenzo’s hands and trust that he
would see Carly?
The real Sonny stands up.
Excuse me, but why would a
telephone have a cord that attaches to a wall on an airplane? I thought
cords from telephones plug into telephone jacks which consist of wires
running to bigger wires outside, running to telephone lines and cables.
On the never-ending flight, Alcazar demanded that Sonny call Jason to
order the hit on Ric using a telephone with a cord out the back. Is there
some easy techy explanation for this?
Alcazar is a much better
class of kidnapper that Ric. He let Carly speak with Michael and drop
blatant hints about where she was like Alcazar wouldn’t catch references
to a boat and plane. Next, she was able to change into new lacy,
skintight maternity clothes with makeup. Talk about lookin’ good
pregnant! Plus, she makes up lists and sends the flunkies shopping.
Personally, I would love to be kidnapped like that for a couple days.
Solitude, privacy, and men to shop for me, that’s not a kidnapping, that’s
a vacation. Not that I want Sonny and Carly break up, but I did enjoy
Alcazar’s smile when Carly wasn’t looking.
I never looked this good pregnant!
Oh yeah, TV.
I want to see more smiles on this guy.
Scotty informed Sonny that
Faith had disappeared. Before she left, she must have stopped by the PCPD
for a nice visit to inform Scotty of Courtey’s punching problem. How else
would Scotty have the info to tattle to Sonny? I know where Faith might
be. I bet she signed up for a Dr. Phil retreat. Probably the fact that
she shed an actual tear over Ric so deeply affected her that she had to
leave town to get in touch with her inner self.
I only received a few Faith
names but they were worth sharing:
And one crack up Ric
name from Dayna: HOTTIE BOOM BOTTIE.
Gia informed Zander that she
thinks Emily “has feelings” for Nicholas. So? I have feelings for men
other than my husband - friendship, affection, camaraderie, even love. I
don’t want to marry them or have sex; they just hold a special place in my
heart, as Nicholas should hold a special place in Emily’s heart as her
first crush. I know, the story dictates that they feel love for each
other and it tears at the fabric of their other relationships. OK, I’ll
buy into it as long as they address the fact that they have a choice in
what to do with those feelings and how they honor their commitments to
others. That means you, Emily. Don’t be jerking Zander around because
you have “feelings”. Though with Nicholas and Zander being so darn noble
lately, Emily could end up alone as each guy steps aside for the other.
Nik and Em practice secret scratch-the-ear code
I love you, but I can’t say it.
On bended knee, Zander proposed marriage.
Oddly, Emily responded with a horrified expression.
Zander and Emily had a lovely
sleepover with music and montage. I hope they locked the door this time.
Nicholas and Lydia did the passionate clinch and the hate sex music played
- the same music that played at the beginning of Sonny and Carly’s first
hate sex and for various unfriendly sex scenes since then. Hearts were
racing and breaking all week. On Friday, Nicholas admitted his love for
Emily and she responded. They hooked me into the scene big time. Then
Emily remembered Zander and promises and obligations (which I thought
highly appropriate) and made Nicholas cry. Emily repeated her favorite
line, “I’m so sorry.” She offered bleak comfort by telling Prince Nik
that he will always have half her heart. “That’s OK, Nicholas,” I
thought, “I think I just gave you half of mine.” What a great heartbroken
rich nobleman he makes.
Best heartbreak I’ve seen in a long time.
I don’t know who Lydia
thought she was foolin’ with that bra she proudly dangled in front of
Stefan cause those cups appeared more generous that what she’s carrying
I guess she left the padding on the floor for the
servants to pick up.
I try diligently to remain
positive and for the most part, I suspend reality and just enjoy my show.
However, I have one serious complaint this week regarding Emily’s
so-called cancer and so-called chemo treatments. We, the viewers, really
should have received a disclaimer from the show stating that Emily doesn’t
have cancer as we know it, not the heart wrenching, life threatening, hair
falling out, sick kind. Like the difference in enduring a 24-hour flu bug
or catching SARS, Emily has glamour cancer. That would be cancer in which
a few tears and a little discomfort make background music to the real
story of the Emily, Zander and Nicholas triangle. (Oh, whom do I choose
because I’ve discovered a “feeling”?) I think that when they tried to
figure out how to make Emily look sickly and discovered that they couldn’t
do it without wiping off some of her make up, the idea of a real, grab the
audience and tear their hearts out cancer story was scrapped. So, while I
am glad to see Emily, Zander and Nicholas on my screen, I am not
appreciating the cancer-is-pretty part of it. Probably in the next few
weeks, when TPTB become tired of addressing the cancer-that-isn’t, it’ll
fade away. Perhaps a mention will be made that Emily was misdiagnosed or
has experienced a miraculous recovery. And that will be that. If I am
proved wrong in my assumptions, I will happily sing praises to TPTB for
not whussing out on what could’ve been, should’ve been a great story.
And while I am being nit
picky, one other scene kinda threw me. Jason shot Ric in front of
Elizabeth who screamed, “No, Jason don’t.” Jason picked her up and
carried her struggling out of the house. Off screen he locked her in the
car and then threw Ric’s plastic wrapped body in the trunk. Next, Jason
dragged a protesting Liz into the penthouse. What bothered me was that
Liz appeared angry at being manhandled, upset at being locked in the car,
but not wet-my-pants-I-just-saw-Jason-murder-my-husband-in-cold-blood
horrified. Then, as she was running out, Ric called out her name.
Finally, a little shock and then she moved right into righteously
indignant, “I will never come back to you.” Umm, I’d still be in the
freaky, shaky haven’t-recovered-from- what-I-thought-was-murder state.
Plus, Jason should have been worried that Liz would run right out and tell
someone because that girl tells what she knows to the first person who
asks. Yep, Scotty asked, she told. Go figure.
She’s mad AND she tattles.
It was bound to happen sooner
or later. Serious payback was comin’ Ric’s way. Some people experience a
rough day but he had a seriously BAD week.
Knocked on the head and left for dead by Alcazar’s men
Knocked around and slapped twice by Sonny
Slapped and rejected by Elizabeth in the hospital
Unhappy Ric questioned by Courtney
Questioned by Jason with rough enforcer persuasion
Obviously knocked unconscious by Jason as he kidnapped
Ric from the hospital
Chained and locked in the panic room
Good day for Ric.
Liz dramatically rejected him – again
Rejected – again – by Liz
Fake shot by Jason
Rejected – AGAIN – by Liz (she’s consistent anyhow)
Duct taped to a chair by Jason
Smacked around and threatened by Sonny
Thrown down the stairs by Sonny
If I were Ric, I’d take all my toys and go home
cause he’s not havin’
any fun and next week looks bleak too.
experiencing an identity crisis or the power of living in Sonny and
Jason’s world has gone to her head. Yeah, I remember making fun of her a
few months ago for thinking she was tough when she definitely wasn’t.
She’s made big strides away from the deer caught in the headlights nice
girl, which I appreciate, but there’s a difference between tough and
becoming a tiny Tyson. Someone, like Carly, needs to explain to her that
most of tough is about attitude. Any why is she in the middle of Jason’s
work? Kicking Faith out of the penthouse, questioning Ric, following
Jason, she’s a regular mafia cowgirl. Jason angrily confronted her and
later tenderly explained that he can’t be controlled or managed, sending
the same message – Butt out, Babe. I appreciated the references to Robin
and sadly shook my head when Courtney tearfully told Jason, “I had to save
you for me.” Because that’s one of the ways Robin justified what Jason
considered her betrayals. Should we post storm warnings now or wait until
the blue line shows up on the pregnancy test?
Courtney thought she was runnin’ the show.
Jason explained that she’s only allowed to run her show, not his.
On Friday, Ric played mind
games with Courtney as he justified his own behavior by saying that he
tried to do the right thing in the end. He asked Courtney, “Ever wonder
if Jason would do the same for you”? HA! Not gonna work, Ric. Jason
already proved he’d do the same for Courtney when he rescued her from the
mineshaft you threw her down when you, the evil twisted one, kidnapped her
Ric tries to manipulate Courtney.
She’s not buyin’.
Too bad Ric, you’re still the bad guy.
Pheewww! No more Dobson! I
was so done with that charade. The best part of the scenes on Monday as
Dobson transformed himself into herself, was that the only people in the
room unaware of Dobson’s real identity were Judge Farmer, Edward and maybe
Scotty’s Dr. Lindstrom. Poor Edward was traumatized. “You saw me in my
underwear.” And later, “I can’t believe it. She actually saw me in my
bathtub.” Alexis looked like a sympathetic victim, Edward traumatized,
Scotty triumphant and then angry, Ned empathetic, and Skye came across as
vindictive and plain old mean.
Edward wears his eww face and Skye practices cruel.
Baby switch. Who caught the
baby Kristina switch?
Baby 1 and Baby 2
Alexis was disguised as
Dobson on Monday but wearing a lady’s diamond ring while she served hors
Cool deal for Alexis that she
impersonated a butler and admitted to faking DID after killing Luis
Alcazar. She should be feeling some successful oats. But what did I see
on Tuesday? I saw meek, uncertain Alexis willing to bow before cunningly
complicated Stefan. “Pfft!” I thought, “She better start negotiating and
stop pleading or Stefan will make her do all his unscrupulous
machinations.” I knew he wanted her to do something she wouldn’t like
when he told her he didn’t want any “breast feeding or eleventh hour
regrets” from Alexis. Yep, Alexis will be trading ethics for Cassadine
Oh, please Mighty Stefan, Master of the Icy Face,
your humble servant Alexis begs for your assistance.
Mac told Georgie that
Dillon’s unsupervised. Hello? What do you call two teenage girls living
by themselves until a few weeks ago when Mac supposedly moved back into
his house to keep track of the little wild things?
Dillon, repeat after me.
JUST – SAY – NO! Protests that you don’t want to work for Alcazar don’t
hold much water when you keep accepting the money. C’mon, try again with
feeling – NO, I won’t make the phone call. NO, I won’t take your money.
Dillon says, “No, I am not working for Alcazar.
But I will accept the money.”
I laughed when Mac threw the
BIG AS A HOUSE hint to Lucky about taking the cop test. If it weren’t
already a spoiler, we’d sure know in what direction Lucky’s headed now.
Whatcha bet he’ll take the test, survive Police Academy within a few
weeks, and move right into detective mode?
Is that round thing attached
to Lucky’s neck with the leather thong the famous Liz and Lucky subway
Sorry, I couldn’t find a clearer picture.
On Thursday, I taped GH but I
turned on SoapNet in the evening. In the middle of General Hospital
during a commercial break, I heard a serious voice inquire, “Tired of
peeling hard boiled eggs?” I couldn’t help myself. I turned around and
said, “No, I’m really not,” then I watched the funniest product pitch I’ve
seen in a long time for a $19.99 egg peeler to assist those who ARE tired
of peeling hard boiled eggs. I don’t know about you, but the only time I
peel more than one or two hard-boiled eggs is around Easter or on the rare
occasions when I prepare deviled eggs. If ever I meet a professional
deviled egg maker, I’ll recommend this product. AND, if I ordered in the
next few minutes I could receive an egg slicer for free (valued at $10),
plus a second peeler and slicer for a total value of $60. Yeah, right, I
think I have an egg slicer valued at 99 cents, which works quite well,
plus the peeler might be worth $1.99. I guess it’s worth a shot to try
the marketing. I read that body parts and babies have been marketed
(unsuccessfully) on E-Bay, so comparatively a $3 plastic product selling
for $19.99 plus shipping and handling seems mild, but funny.
Couldn’t find a picture. Darn it!
Finding the perfect pair of
black or brown dress pants has become my new quest. My friend Carolyn
informs me how difficult it is to be, umm…what’s that word she keeps
telling me?…oh yeah, petite. (Apparently short is offensive to people of
below average height.) I, on the other hand, being 5’-8” must seek out
stores retailing tall sizes. They are not easy to find, lemme tell ya!
Judging by what’s available, store buyers consider average and short (hey,
that’s what the labels say) to be the norm and a person may only be tall
and wear larger sizes. One must not be tall and size 8 or below or
they are out of luck. I need these slacks for the GH weekend coming up in
August where I will attend the GH luncheon with hot GH actors and
fashionably dressed fans. I’d love to be hot too but I’ll settle for well
put together in an elegant, dignified sort of way. After all not only
will I be in the presence of GH celebrities, but also in the presence of
EOS celebrities - Katrina and Carolyn to name two. It is amazing to me
that people I e-mail and speak to regularly (Carolyn and I speak on the
telephone almost every day) can be a part of the fabric of my days yet
we’ve never met face to face. So you see, I have to look good. I have to
look like the me I yearn to be. I so need the perfect pair of brown or
black pants. Please, everyone close your eyes for a moment and send
successful shopping thoughts my way since I do not particularly enjoy
trying on clothes and dashing from store to store. May all your errands
be successful and your time plentiful (I always seem to run out of that
stuff). Thanks for stopping by.
As always, my thanks to Terry who works so hard on her
screen caps site.
Last week I forgot to give photo credit for the actor
shots I used.
My apologies to Mr. Warren.
Why we need friends.
(An e-mail pic so I don’t have a photo credit. Wish