Goodbye Regis

My mornings are all the same.  I get up. I get the kids up.  I feed the dog. I give the kids breakfast. I brew my coffee. I yell at the kids to finish up, brush their teeth, and get their shoes on before I start turning gray. We say bye to Murphy (the dog), close the front door, and pile into the car. I drive up to school, let the boys out, and scream, “I love you. Have a great day.” I head home.

Now, this is the part of my morning that really gets me going. I pull into my driveway, walk inside, kick my shoes off, throw my coat over a chair, and make my morning “cup of joe.” But, it’s not the coffee that does it. It’s who I have my coffee with that makes my day.

Every morning for as long as I can remember, I have started my days with a cup of coffee, with way too much Splenda (I’m working on that), and “Live with Regis and Kelly.” Yes, I also watched it with Kathie Lee. I’m a Kelly fan.

Regis Philbin, left, and Kelly Ripa pose with a key to the city, given to Regis by New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg, on "Live! with Regis and Kelly," Friday, Nov. 18, 2011 in NYC. (Photo / Disney-ABC Domestic Television, David Russell)

If you’ve been reading my blog for a while now, you know that I wax nostalgic quite often. (If you haven’t, welcome, and I wax nostalgic quite often.) I grew up with Regis, with my Mom watching Regis. I know he’s 80 years old and happy to be moving on, but I don’t like it when that generation moves on.

I like when they stay put. Maybe it’s because knowing as long as “they” stay where they are, I’m not really old. Adult. And, there are still people to look up to. Admire. Ok, I’m getting a little deep and introspective for morning TV. I know. It was just a farewell show to Regis. But, what can I say? He put a smile on my face and made my mornings light. Fun. Happy.

So, it should be no surprise to you that I was sad this morning. In fact, so sad, I teared up along with Kelly when she read her goodbye speech to Regis. Don’t laugh. It was very emotional.

This has been a tough year for me. Oprah left. Andy Rooney retired and then died. All My Children (G-d how I loved Tad) is gone, Weeds is over, Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphries’ shocking demise, Demi and Ashton’s divorce, and now Regis has vacated AM television. What, oh what is a girl to do?

I’m going to look on the bright side. That’s what I’m going to do. At least I can still have my morning coffee with Kelly. And, to her I say, “You’re fabulous. Now, please keep your tiny self just where you are, because I can’t take anymore change. Thank you.”