"Mooom! Oh, God, you will never believe what he's gone and done now. He's remarrying his first wife and he's taking the kids on a one-month honeymoon to - wait for it - Europe."

"Oh, honey, I stopped watching those trashy soap operas in 1982."

"Joe! My trashy soap opera. The one that is MY life."

And, seriously, Nora. I know you're all distracted and whatnot and the show is going for a cheap laugh, but that was ridiculous. No wonder your kids can't stand you half the time. Nora starts babbling some nonsense that is clearly lifted right out of a self-help book, and Sarah bitches that she feels like a pit stop on Joe's road to eternal happiness with First Wife. Nora keeps quoting stupid shit and Sarah's finally all, "Who are you?"

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Author's Note: My internet decided to hate me this week, and wouldn't work long enough for me to get this posted. Sorry for the delay, folks!

I just read an interview with Ms. Sarah Jane Morris, where she said that when she saw that the episode was titled "Julia," she got nervous. I was, too, and I figured this would be her swan song, but I'm still pretty pissed about it. I just feel like there were so many places they could have gone with this character. So many stories they could have told. Like when she starts dating again, and Nora inevitably freaks out. Or Kevin taking on the role of the man in her life, and in Elizabeth's.

I am happy to report, though, that according to that same article, it is implied that Julia will be back at some point, after the character has been reinvented a bit. I sure hope so.

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We start right off this week, with Alec bringing Kitty some ice cream at the park. Kitty hilariously scolds him for continually bringing her food, because she might get fat. Oh, I don't think anyone really believes that. She makes a half-hearted comment that she might not have been there, but he reminds her that she's there everyday. She then asks how he knew what her favorite ice cream was, and I swear I thought he was going to say that he called up Nora and asked. But apparently, he just read her book, and in between all of the political commentary and family gossip, I guess she rhapsodized about ice cream. He does have the decency to ask after Robert, who Kitty says is much better. And then there is awkward silence, because it's never cool to talk about your girlfriend's husband.

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"Just say, 'Mom, Tommy didn't come back from Mexico.'"

"Why me?"

"Because I'm always having to break the bad news. I'm like the family Grim Reaper."

"Okay, you know what? Someone - Mom - is going to blame us for this. I think you - the smooth-talking lawyer - should do it."

"Why?!"

"Because -"

Nora interrupts this hilarious debate between Kevin and Justin when she comes running in with some treats that Scotty has made for the opening of The Center. Does The Center have a name? Or is it always going to be just "The Center"? Because that's kind of lame, Nora. Justin, however, is not hungry. Nora: "Why, you're always hungry?" Heh. So, he tries one, and mumbles through a mouthful and frosting on all over his mouth, that it is like heaven. Well, of course it is - Scotty (!) made it.

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Before I get started this week, I want to thank everyone who has taken the time to leave comments. I really appreciate hearing from you and you guys rock.

We start out this week at Sarah's, where Tommy and Justin are being awful and inconsiderate houseguests. Justin ate all of the turkey, so now Paige has to take a peanut butter sandwich to school. Sarah explains that he's eating a lot because he broke up with Rebecca, but Paige just doesn't seem to really care. Heh. And Cooper can't even use the bathroom, because Tommy's hogging it, despite Sarah telling him to use the downstairs bathroom. Also, I've missed Cooper. I don't think we've seen him in quite some time.

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Okay, so here's the deal: I have company coming to stay in less than two hours, and I only just got off of work. So, I'm going to try a first for me - getting this thing written in under an hour. And that includes getting it posted. Because I don't know if you guys have noticed, but posting these things, with those cute little pictures and captions, is kind of a bitch. Anyway, this will be brief. (Hopefully.)

Since Kitty and Robert are like completely separate from anything and everything else this week, I'm starting with them. Robert's kids and ex-wife have come to see him, only he hasn't told the kids that he almost died. He was just "sick." Kitty nags him the whole episode, all with little Evan in her arms, and he eventually starts snapping at everyone and being a complete jerk. He finally tells his children how serious the whole thing was and they handle it a lot better than he does, because when they leave, he totally breaks down and starts crying. It's good to see him not being completely evil all the time.

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Seriously, Brothers and Sisters? You seriously promised me a birth and a death in this super special two-hour movie event, and then no one fucking died? Not Saul or even stupid Tommy. No one. Guh. And now I'm sick, so if I seem a bit more cranky than usual, blame the stupid promo monkeys at ABC and my sister for giving me whatever plague she had.

We start out all blurry, but I can still tell that we're watching that damn scene of Nora running in slo-mo through the hospital. You know, the one showed repeatedly in the promos, making it look like she was running toward a dying person? Yeah, that scene.

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Previously on Brothers and Sisters:

Ryan Lafferty (Walker) made his first appearance, but ABC doesn't think you need to know that, because there are once again no previouslies. Lazy network monkeys.

Walker Manse. Nora is going out of town, telling Saul that she's going to tour another facility for research for The Center. Saul thinks she's running off because of Roger, so she has to tell him the truth - that she's going to see Ryan. Saul is obviously skeptical as to what exactly she thinks she can do to make this kid feel better, but she feels like she can't ignore him because he reached out to her. Also, she's curious.

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Previously on Brothers and Sisters: Apparently, nothing too important, given that ABC lets us just jump right into the episode.

Justin and Rebecca are hot and heavy, making with the moaning and grinding. His cell vibrates, and when they ignore that, his land line rings. Do twenty-somethings even use land lines any more? I know all of my friends just use their cell phones, but ok, I'll go with it. Of course, it's Chelsea and when she starts to leave a message, Rebecca sighs exasperatedly and rolls out of bed, while Justin quickly picks up the phone. While Rebecca puts on her clothes, Justin and Chelsea decide to talk after their AA meeting. What was the point of calling then? Ugh, I hate her already.

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Previously on Brothers and Sisters: Sarah teamed up with two guys in their twenties, who were trying to launch a website. They needed lots of money to attend some tech conference, where they were hoping to get picked up by an investor. Nora agreed to let Rodger Grant design The Center and they made cutesy faces at each other. Kevin agreed to go quail hunting with The Senator and that fat cat realty guy, Gordon Alexander.

And Rebecca and Justin were an item, despite the fact that that's almost incest and that we haven't seen them together in like months. Oh, and I spelled "Greenatopia" wrong. Moving on.

We start in medias res, which I looove. You know, when everything is so crazy and messed up that you know they're going to go back in time to explain how everything got so weird? That's what's going on right now.

Walk of Shame.

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