So, assuming that episode 92 was the last episode with Laura (Jane) and Chris (Bing), who was on set yesterday shooting the last episodes?
Ashley (Lizzie), Julia (Charlotte), Mary Kate (Lydia) and Daniel (Darcy)?
The only character I could see making a special appearance is Caroline as a stand in for Catherine, which to be honest, I don’t want to happen. I want the confrontation to be between Lizzie and Catherine, even if it’s by phone or off camera or whatever. They could reenact it in costume theatre, for example.
I don’t see Gigi and Fitz coming back either.
Lizzie, Jane and Lydia wish their Mom, Happy Mom's Day
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The girls giggled as they had in the past while working in the kitchen. It was eight in the morning and the girls knew their mother wouldn’t be up yet. Lydia was making pancakes, as Jane had just finished her snicker doodles. Lizzie was pouring the orange juice while their plan was coming closer to execution. Jane and Lizzie both flew back for Mother’s day and it was going to be one doozie of a day for Mrs. Bennet. As Lizzie prepared the tray that would hold their mother’s breakfast she looked to Jane.
“Ah, you think we should like crazy glue this down? She’s gunna flip.” Lizzie said with a giggle caught in her throat.
“No, I think she should go totally cray cray on this one.” Lydia said as she moved to put the pancakes on the plate.
“You too, you know she’s going to have a heart attack after this.” Jane warned while looking to her hand. The beautiful ring shined in the morning light, the stones twinkled with sparkle; how Jane loved it. Jane’s ring was done in a very romantic and modern setting. White gold with turns and twists as the diamond was beautifully polished, as Jane looked to Lizzie’s ring she smiled. Lizzie’s was far older and had been Darcy’s mother’s ring. The rather timeless look of the Victorian design with the newly fitted diamond, it was a classic approach.
“Well you all ready?” Lizzie asked and thought. “I know! Let’s go in first then bring the food in. She can get her shock, we can save the food, and while she’s having a meltdown; we can eat.” This caused Lydia to smirk.
“Lizzie!” Jane scolded. “This is a happy thing, not a shock mom thing! It is Mother’s day!” Jane moved her hands to her hips while Lydia put the bacon on the plate next to the pancakes and got the tray ready to go.
“You too go first, I like Lizzie’s idea. Though of course, Jane, she’ll eat after she has some happy pills.” Lydia said as she picked up the tray and nudged her older sisters out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
Lydia smiled as she had remembered the previous Mom’s day where they did this and their mom would groan about them not having families of their own. Now Jane and Lizzie could start on that, and it would be cool to be the fun Aunt. Lydia wasn’t ready for that; she still wanted to finish college. As the sisters got up the stairs Mr. Bennet was coming out of the bedroom shocked to see his daughters. He had no idea they were coming home and he smiled proudly before moving to open the door. The three sisters walked into the room while their mother was still in bed. Lydia moved to put the tray of food down while Lizzie and Jane walked to the foot of the bed.
“You sure we should do this?” Jane asked quietly while Lizzie put her left hand out. Lizzie nodded and gently nudged Jane.
“Yes, we talked about this and you thought it was a good idea. Don’t chicken out.” Lizzie said with a wider smile. Oh this was gunna shock their mother but it was a good shock. Jane bit her lip and moved her left hand out.
“HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!” The trio shouted out, and their mother bolted out of bed. Though at the angle of the sun through the windows didn’t blind their mother at all. What did blind her was the shine off of the rings both girls were wearing on their left hands. After Mr. Bennet gave his wife her morning sunglasses, she refocused on the source of the bright light and started to cry. Her hands clapped together as she sighed deeply.
“This is the happiest day of mah life!” She exclaimed.
Happy Mom’s day to you all!
A Fan moved to action by LBD - Fan Fic (or idea for RL)
It’s fan fic, no this hasn’t happened but eh it’s an idea.
Claire watched the show from the start, being ever faithful and waiting every Monday and Thursday (Wednesday and Friday for Maria, Lydia and Gigi’s vlogs) at 11:00 am (Central Standard Time) for Lizzie’s vlog to be up loaded and ready to play. At first, Claire would be on Wow or Tor talking to friends on TeamSpeak, but then DARCY came. That was the end of TeamSpeak for an hour, and her games. All of a sudden the 11:00 was the sacred hour. There was no contact with anyone while she watched Lizzie and it wasn’t overly being obsessed with it. No not by far, she did plug the show when she could. She joined Socially Awkward Darcy’s Facebook and tumblr. She had joined twitter for it as well to see the tweets going back and forth between the characters and even spoke about it when she found work.
It was at that last episode that Claire clutched her thrift store purchased Darcy hat while wearing her short sleeved blue checked flannel and sighed deeply. Sure Claire had said good bye before to shows, people and even her own Mr. Darcy. But this show struck her as a life changer.
Had she done what Lizzie did, left a message for her own Mr. Darcy known as Rick what would he have done? Rick by now was doing well for himself in a computer based company and had moved all over the country. From Claire’s knowledge Rick had landed himself a great position in Texas with Google. She did quietly watch from the pages of Facebook on how he was enjoying life having fun with friends and doing his thing.
She’d sit and lament over the phone calls they had, the conversations and how when they were starting to get close life kind of put a fork in the road. Claire chose to do what she thought was best for her family, not herself. As Claire watched Lizzie and her sisters, reflecting on her own life due to that; she wondered if she should contact Rick.
An email she had sent in October hadn’t been responded to. He hadn’t said anything to her on Facebook. At times Claire thought of just defriending him. She hadn’t wanted to live in the past; she wanted to start the friendship anew. They had both changed greatly. She was a stronger woman; she didn’t need to cling onto him or anyone. It was the pleasure of his company that she missed, and being she was the silly awkward girl that was once deeply and madly ‘in love with him’. How could she be anything else?
If a good opinion once lost, is it lost forever? Was second or third chances really possible in real life? Would he think me some silly girl still in love with him or the more mature seasoned woman that wanted to be friends and longed for his ‘good council’ again? Why was it so much easier for men to rekindle friendships than women?
Claire started to write a letter to him, trying to explain the past several years and how she had grown. How she convey to him that she had come to value his words, his thoughts and not from a gawking geek girl stand point, but from a geek woman appreciation for sound advice. Staring at the screen she looked at Lizzie, she had watched her for a year. Sometimes it’s just about being who you are and reaching out; if they come to you then awesome if not then it’s really good bye.
Dear Rick,
You might remember me, we had speech class together back in college. We became friends and then you moved. I wrote. You moved back we talked though life moved me in a way I shouldn’t have gone. I’m not the girl that one would remember; I’m a woman that regrets some choices I made. I do apologize for anything I’ve done or said that had made you feel comfortable due to my own lost sense of being.
I’m writing to you today to say hello and I hope you’re doing great. I’m so happy for you in your move to Texas and how you’re doing so well in your job. I don’t want to pester you or have you think this is the same ‘girl’ you once knew. I’m not, and I have no delusions of fancy or flight that would our friendship. I would totally understand just being friends if nothing more which is completely understandable given where we live in and understanding that we might have different goals in life now.
I miss your sound words of advice, your thoughtful and witty puns. I miss your council and the way you knew how to make me smile. My life has had its ups and downs; and I’m no longer the innocent damsel in distress. My thoughts have turned to you as someone I wanted back in my life to talk to again.
Yes, I’m still a geek and yes I still play ‘games’ in the sense of computer games. I haven’t lost that geek sense of pop culture; my wits are still as sharp and I’m not clingy. Though I have to apologize for the clinginess; I blame my generation’s understanding of how girls should act around guys. It wasn’t my thing but well social norms kind of dictated that if you wanted to keep a guy around in your life well that’s how you do it. And yes, I know that the Scott ‘episode’ in my life was due to that yeah completely over that one now.
Well the reason why I’m writing now, even though previous attempts have failed is I just want to chat? Ah, that is to say that I want to talk and see if we can vibe as friends again. I was inspired by this vlog I have been watching. I don’t know if you had seen the links on my Facebook about them, the Lizzie Bennet Dairies. Well yeah, and though as Lizzie tries to talk to Darcy I thought of you. Trying to talk to you again, you know seeing how things are going. Well … I hope … well I hope that it’s cool to write. If you want to write back that’s cool, or call my info is on my contact page. I just miss my friend if you write to me awesome, call super. If you ignore this well I understand and hope you have a good life.
Thank you for listening to me,
Best Wishes,
Claire
