Sometimes I'm just a mush. I want everyone on my show (OLTL) to be happy. I remind myself of my late father who used to love to yell at the television and tell the characters what to do. (Though I do talk to myself, I have yet to talk to the television. I'm sure it's just a matter of time.) So, I'm wanting ONE LIFE TO LIVE's Michael and Marcie to be able to adopt another baby. And speaking of babies, poor Sam formerly named Tommy. Hopefully he's yet to see any of the showdowns between Todd and Cole because if he has, well, Blair and Todd better start a Sam's therapy fund pronto. And what about Langston? Bet she wishes she still lived alone in her dead parent's house, that in the minefield that is La Boulaie.

Of course as much as I find Todd mean and despicable — and I do — there is that part of me that wonders what he's going to do when he finds out Starr is pregnant. That will be a can't miss day for sure.

Sorry, I'm rambling. And now GH is on. That feel good show where poor Elizabeth is weeping to Jason about their non-future and Jax and Carly are sitting by comatose Michael's bedside. Oh and I thought I saw Sonny holding a gun in the opening scenes.

It's the middle of April, and May sweeps is soon to be upon us. (So is beach season, but that's another blog entirely.) Hopefully, sweeps won't be all doom and gloom.