God Writes the Best Soaps
A coworker of mine reminded me the other day of Days of Our Lives. We talked about how much we loved Hope and Bo and how evil Samantha was. You see, back in the day, when I didn't do much but nanny for part of the day in the summer, I used to get done just in time to race home and watch Days of Our Lives. It was this mindless, mind-numbing escape. Everyone was glamorous and rich and had horrible family and relationship problems. There was also plenty of bad acting, which helped my teenage brain think that I could so easily be a movie star. (Maybe I'll tell the story of my one and only college drama class another time). I remember thinking how messed up things were in their lives and how their relationships were so screwed up. Fast forward through life a little, and I have learned about and seen some pretty screwed up things happen in real people's lives and homes. I think I would rather be kidnapped by Stefano than deal wit...