Wow. I haven’t seen so much ladies’ lingerie on television in one hour since that time I watched the Victoria Secret fashion show because nothing else was on.

The return of “Desperate Housewives” had just about every element that makes the show great and more. Some might say it was more of the same, but if it wasn’t broke, why fix it?

We got another classic Susan mishap: Lighting Sir Ian McCutie’s mum on fire and knocking her on her tush. These incidents and more showed Ian’s parents (the delightful Lynn Redgrave and the underused Paxton Whitehead) that Susan couldn’t be trusted with the billions Ian was se to inherit. So she was to sign a prenuptial agreement, which would have been signed if Susan didn’t catch Daddy wearing some of her undergarments and a frilly robe. Gotta tell ya: I didn’t see that coming, and oh, what a joy to see this classic turn of events.

And yet another day in the Lynette/Tom war of the words. It looked like Lynette’s beef about the ugly orange uniforms was going to officially ruin their marriage, but when Tom threw his back out, she realized that she was not only married to Tom, but to that store, for the rest of her life. Ever since the restaurant opened, I always thought Lynette would not last long. But I figure she’ll find a knack for slinging pizza dough and become a part of the Forbes 500 within a year.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that Edie stripped down to nothing in front of Carlos at the end of last night’s episode. And I didn’t buy that whole “This is the real Edie, without the flashy clothes.” Even her remark about the C-section scar didn’t fly; those scars are higher up than the pantyline, so when she’s in her skivvies, anyone should be able to see it. But then, I’m not a woman, and I’ve never actually seen a C-section scar, though I did see a C-section done on The Learning Channel, and they made the incision around the belly button.

I’m still waiting for Andrew to seduce one of his male co-workers and get discovered making out in the broom closet. The show really does fly when it gets the supporting cast involved (meaning anyone other than the women).

Speaking of supporting cast, I hope John Slattery gets to stick around for a while. I’m certain his relationship with Gaby will teach her a thing or two about vanity, or it might just teach us a thing or two about fashion (I finally looked up the meaning of couture.)