Confessions of a General Hospital Fan
I confess. I do watch General Hospital when I have time and when I don't I dvr it to watch it later. I have been watching it since probably the infamous Luke and Laura's wedding. I was in high school back then and I remember watching it with my mom. Back then they were the super couple in a lot of people's opinion's. I admit I liked them too.
Today I was watching it. One of the rare days I got to watch it while it was on and I must also admit I like the couple Robin and Patrick. I always have. Robin came back from the dead. Of course on Soaps you really don't die too often and every other week sometimes someone comes back from the dead. If only it were like that in real life and we could have people we love come back to us even for just one day. But, unfortunately, only the writers on the soaps can work that magic.
In my little fantasy mind Robin and Patrick are the perfect couple, or as close as you can get to perfect. I have always imagined that when I got married, I never thought I wouldn't when I was a little girl, I would marry someone like the fictional Patrick on General Hospital. Just in my fantasy he wouldn't have been a woman chaser like he was on the show first. My Patrick would have gotten that all out of his system long ago if he ever had it in his system and by the time he was that old, I would say late 30's he would not be chasing just looking and looking for a wife.
In one episode, before they "killed" off Robin they were looking for land to build their dream house for themselves and their daughter. I had this same type of dream also way back when I used to think of these things. In my "perfect" life with my "perfect" Patrick we were going to stand on an empty lot like they did and imagine the perfect house. Big porch to put a few chairs on to look at the sunrise and the sunset or just to hang out and talk while sipping a cold soda in the summer, a nice backyard filled with lots of brightly colored flowers on one side and a big tree house and some swings and slides on the other. Maybe a big picnic table with some long benches and some lounge patio chairs in the middle. And a big umbrella in the center of the table. A big blue one. I like blue. My house would have a big kitchen with an island in the middle so friends and family could eat, talk and cook and enjoy the view of the backyard which the kids would be probably playing in while the adults were eating, talking and cooking. Of course they would all get along too. Nobody would be yelling that someone won't share the swings or someone won't get off the slide. None of that. Just pure harmony. My house would be filled with cozy furniture and lots of art on the yellow, beige and off white walls. Lots of child art too would cover some of the walls. I love child art.
I would live there in that big cozy house with the yellow walls and backyard swing set with my Patrick until we got old and grey and the kids were gone with families of their own. The kids and grandkids would of course visit from time to time and we would have big family dinners when they did. I am thinking lots of grandkids. Thanksgiving and Christmas would be festive and the house would be full of family, love and joy. I might even take up knitting as a hobby and knit those "ugly" Christmas sweaters for the kids.
That is my fantasy life. A far cry from my real life. I confess I do like watching General Hospital because of that reason also, that it is a far cry from my real life and just for one hour a day I can just and relax and dream a little dream until I have to go back to reality and help my son do long division problems.
Today I was watching it. One of the rare days I got to watch it while it was on and I must also admit I like the couple Robin and Patrick. I always have. Robin came back from the dead. Of course on Soaps you really don't die too often and every other week sometimes someone comes back from the dead. If only it were like that in real life and we could have people we love come back to us even for just one day. But, unfortunately, only the writers on the soaps can work that magic.
In my little fantasy mind Robin and Patrick are the perfect couple, or as close as you can get to perfect. I have always imagined that when I got married, I never thought I wouldn't when I was a little girl, I would marry someone like the fictional Patrick on General Hospital. Just in my fantasy he wouldn't have been a woman chaser like he was on the show first. My Patrick would have gotten that all out of his system long ago if he ever had it in his system and by the time he was that old, I would say late 30's he would not be chasing just looking and looking for a wife.
In one episode, before they "killed" off Robin they were looking for land to build their dream house for themselves and their daughter. I had this same type of dream also way back when I used to think of these things. In my "perfect" life with my "perfect" Patrick we were going to stand on an empty lot like they did and imagine the perfect house. Big porch to put a few chairs on to look at the sunrise and the sunset or just to hang out and talk while sipping a cold soda in the summer, a nice backyard filled with lots of brightly colored flowers on one side and a big tree house and some swings and slides on the other. Maybe a big picnic table with some long benches and some lounge patio chairs in the middle. And a big umbrella in the center of the table. A big blue one. I like blue. My house would have a big kitchen with an island in the middle so friends and family could eat, talk and cook and enjoy the view of the backyard which the kids would be probably playing in while the adults were eating, talking and cooking. Of course they would all get along too. Nobody would be yelling that someone won't share the swings or someone won't get off the slide. None of that. Just pure harmony. My house would be filled with cozy furniture and lots of art on the yellow, beige and off white walls. Lots of child art too would cover some of the walls. I love child art.
I would live there in that big cozy house with the yellow walls and backyard swing set with my Patrick until we got old and grey and the kids were gone with families of their own. The kids and grandkids would of course visit from time to time and we would have big family dinners when they did. I am thinking lots of grandkids. Thanksgiving and Christmas would be festive and the house would be full of family, love and joy. I might even take up knitting as a hobby and knit those "ugly" Christmas sweaters for the kids.
That is my fantasy life. A far cry from my real life. I confess I do like watching General Hospital because of that reason also, that it is a far cry from my real life and just for one hour a day I can just and relax and dream a little dream until I have to go back to reality and help my son do long division problems.
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