Hmmm - now wouldn't it be so interesting if I did decide to post the names of the people who've taken it upon themselves to forego their share of the responsibility for saving bandwidth so that those people who are actually doing their part could see exactly who seems to think they're above their fellow posters.

Well, you have me looking over my shoulder! I THINK that I have done what you suggest, but honestly, I'm not sure. My guess is that instead of thinking they are high and mighty, they just didn't understand your requests! Maybe some IMs to the people would help to straighten them out?

And I'm REALLY hoping that I won't get one....

Oh, this is all great. I decided that I hope my ghost will be accompanied by that intoxicating fragrance of...eau de chocolate chip cookie!

I think it is probably less common to have a signature scent, but some still do. Of course, Vicky's couldn't have been "White Shoulders" or "Charley", without manufacturer's approval, so lilac was a safe choice.

Personally, I have a collection too long to list, plus aromatherapy oils.

?!?I noticed that also, and dumb me, said to self "who is Mr. Jonathan? What have I missed? " Then it dawned on me, he was calling the actor by his first real name!!!
Sure made me feel foolish for a second.

I had the exact same reaction! It just wasn't obvious since he so thoroughly mixed up the names. Mrs. Johnson seemed confused about it too! I wasn't entirely ure WHO he would be taken to...

I think in most states Lizzie would HAVE to be embalmed. Tough luck, if she WAS alive at that point. It bugs the crap out of me that she has been talking for MONTHS about how they will think she is dead, but she won't be. Then, "Oh, she's dead, what a bummer." Never a mention of her obsession or the possibility that she could be not dead, it would appear that they didn't even get a second opinion! (And with Jooooliahh proclaming her dead, I think that would have been a decidedly good idea).

I think Roger is on a bender in London. No problems believing THAT part of the plot!

It may vary from state to state, but you do NOT need a teaching certificate to teach in a private school in either Arizona or Missouri. Some private schools have some education requirements, but that is up to them. You don't need a teaching certificate to be a substitute teacher in the public system here in Missouri also, though you do need some college, I think two years. My understanding was that Vicky grew up in the orphanage and then continued on a teacher there. Presumably, as a private school that would be fine. You don't need a teaching certificate to home school either, and that is essentially what they are doing with David and Amy. (Though was certainly not as common then, and would have been a whole 'nother enchilada than it is now.) Since David and Amy never actually have any lessons, I don't think it matters whether Naggie is qualified or not.  Personally, I thought it odd that Naggie wanted to go back to work at the diner so bad after her kidnapping ordeal, but after her dad died and she probably needed to, she didn't.

My older son has watched the show with me in the past. My younger one is now. He was really interested in the children's actions today!

Yeah, it was one LOOOONG night at Collinwood. Amy was supposed to go to bed when she got back from the movies with Joe. He then goes to see Chris, goes to see Maggie, Maggie gets call, Joe goes back and Amy is still up. Chris finally gets pills, but waits until he gets home to take them, no wonder they didn't help!

I have to wonder WHY Chris is always running around at dusk seeming to have no track of time or that it will be dark. Helloooo, if you want to be able to see anyone or do anything, do it before 5 p.m. in the winter months! If ever anyone needed daylight savings time, it is Chris. It must take him forever to wake up after wolfie wears himself out! Note to Chris: buy a watch.

    At the time, I was about Amy's age.  We shopped at Ohrbachs for our Easter dresses.  One year, I bought a bright yellow dress similar to the one Liz wears(paisley with green and purple).  My dress was bright yellow with red and orange.  I was forced to wear unbearable itchy yellow  fishnet leotards(heavier than pantyhose) and bright yellow shoes.  I still have nightmares!

Gee, I LOVED my fishnets! (Mine didn't itch though!) Especially when I finally got my pair of white gogo boots. Of course, they were out of style by the time I finally got them.

I think my Mom liked the fishnets for me as a transition from little girl socks to hose. One thing I did NOT like was the 3" indention from the garter belt thingamabob into my thigh. Ewwww, sitting on hard wood seats in school with those things was murder! I just have never been able to see garter belts as sexy....more like a torture device and I'm SO not into pain!