Soooo, DAYS fans. What's new? I really am struggling this week to find something to write about. Oh. By that I mean where the hell do I start because a dump truck of crazy was emptied upon us!?
As Julie Andrews sang -- and poor Carrie Underwood attempted to -- "Let's start at the very beginning." So, early last week, the bomb was dropped. That is bombshell Alison Sweeney is leaving DAYS at the end of the year. If you didn't know that yet, you can read the entire article by clicking here, you know, once your jaw is scraped from the floor.
Yes, Salem will be Sami-free in the not-too-distance future. I'm not even sure how to fathom that. Part of me kind of wants to wrap my arms around Alison's legs, preventing her from leaving the studio unless she drags me with her.
Of course, the other, more rational part of me is epically grateful for her twenty-plus years of creating a character that can only be described as a hurricane wrapped inside of a tornado dipped in a volcano. A teenaged Alison pulled up in a car and asked us if we wanted to go on a road trip. We all got in. And now the trip is winding down, but we have a steam trunk full of memories to hold onto. I'd say the ride has been amazing, and I wish her the best as she bravely sets out on her own adventures without Salem. So thank you, Alison, but I'm not saying goodbye yet because we have many more miles to travel together before the car pulls into the driveway.
With that, the face of Salem will undoubtedly change. But since the Super Bowl is coming up this weekend, and @LaurisaDays has been coaching me on sports analogies, I have one that might work. Soap fans and sports fans have a lot in common. We're all a bunch of crazy mo-fos who are wildly passionate -- perhaps a little obsessed -- about our teams. Be it a show or an actual sports team, we support our players no matter what. And so it goes in sports and in soaps, players come and go, and the team changes, but the games go on. DAYS is losing its Joe Montana, its Franco Harris, its Chuck Norris, but the game will go on. DAYS will still be amazing to watch, and we can fanatically keep our foam fingers on.
In fact, that's breaking news event number two of the week -- DAYS has been renewed for two more years. Yes, please! I don't think any DAYS fan needs me to list why this is über exciting news, but let's just say I'm beside myself with happiness. Okay, I have to list one item. We get a fiftieth anniversary (and beyond), and I personally can't wait to see what the show has planned for the big 5-0! And on a selfish note, that means I don't have to start Scooping reruns of Small Wonder…again. So thanks, Mr. Peacock Network!
And just when you thought the roller coaster of DAYS news was over midweek, nope, we got another headliner toward the end. Soap vet and all-around amazing actress Kassie DePaiva is packing her bags for Salem. No, not just joining DAYS. She'll be playing Eve Donovan! OMG, and again, yes, please. Sure, I love me some Charlotte Ross. She's the originator and legendary, but I have nothing but a full tank of faith that Kassie will take this role and run with it. For naysayers, give her a chance. She's awesome. And let's not forget, DAYS staples like Lauren Koslow, Eric Martsolf, Greg Vaughan, Matthew Ashford, and two ladies named Kristian Alfonso and Susan Seaforth Hayes all stepped into roles they didn't originate. So, welcome aboard, Kassie! You can read the entire article by clicking here.
As for life in Salem, that was a slice of shocking as well! The week started with Dr. Dan rescuing Eric and Nicole, who, you know, professed their love for one another. I'm totally drawn to this couple. It warms my Nicole-loving heart that she is the love of her life's first choice. When she repeated, "He loves me, he loves me…" it was incredibly endearing. It was almost like she was convincing herself because she was still in shock her dreams were coming true. Well, sort of coming true. He still has to figure out that little issue of priesthood or the gal, but my money is on Nicole. No offense, God.
And from "God" to "Oh, my God!" the week went. It ended with Nick -- yes, supposedly dead Nick -- showing up at Baby Ari's christening and stating, "Am I interrupting?" Yes, you are, Nick, but welcome back! This was a great soapy twist, and I'm eager to watch Blake Berris unleash his special brand of crazy as Nick seeks a little revenge on his enemies. Things in Salem are going to get a lot more twisted, I suspect, and I hope the writers do right by Blake this time and keep Nick out of the kiddy crazy pool and set him loose down the river of full-on revenge.
Hey, Hope! I'm Aiden. Your daughter is bullying my son. So I'm going to bully you. Sorry, that's just the impression I got. Mr. Jennings scored a point for cuteness but had about a billion deducted for douchery. Sure, sure. He was upset because Ciara is being crazy (shock. Okay, not really), but with all the pot shots he took at Hope, I'm surprised he'll be able to cook dinner at night.
Jeannie-Theresa kind of cracks me up, and so does Drunk Brady. I probably shouldn't be laughing, as alcoholism is a serious disease *insert "The More You Know" music*, but those drunks are entertaining nonetheless. Of course, if someone like Maggie and Victor were really trying to sober up a loved one, they might want to think about removing the bar from the middle of the living room. Having it there is sort of like having a Ben & Jerry's kiosk in the middle of a Weight Watchers center. Just a thought.
Lucas and Rafe are friends. Who knew!? But I really don't mind this. As long as they don't call Brandon Walker and Austin Reed to invite them to conduct a séance to conjure up Franco Kelly, we should be good with Sami's exes being pals.
Speaking of pals, Jordan and Sheryl started to hug it out last week. I'm still a bit stumped on how they know each other, but I wish this cat would claw its way out of the bag already. It's not necessarily being dragged out too long; I'm just impatient. Oh, oh! Never mind. February Sweeps starts soon.