All good things must come to an end. All bad things must come to an end. And, so, it was finally time to say goodbye to the Pinot Grigio, lollipops, jelly beans, expensive clothes and everything in between as the finale of “The Real Housewives of New York City” aired Thursday night. We made it through a whole season of LuAnn’s air kisses and French gibberish.  How did we get this far? It seems like only yesterday we were searching for Kelly’s lost pants. But it’s not completely over. We still got the reunion show -- and judging from Jill’s volumed coif alone, we’re in for a treat.

But before we can get to the reunion bickering, lets reminisce about the season-ending episode.  It started with Ramona making final preparations for the ceremony to renew her wedding vows with Mario. And the venue she selected was like a shot of cocaine on my eyes. I couldn’t close them. So much gaudy gold objects and ornate randomness on the walls -- it was as if the lalaland in Kelly’s head had come to life, sans the lollipops and jelly beans.

 It’s 1 p.m. in New York, and Bethenny Frankel is in her pajamas yapping on the phone about her marriage, being a mom at 39 and just where Kelly Bensimon stands on the crazy scale (Frankel’s diagnosis: “She’s certifiable.”).

Frankel shot to reality star fame with her acerbic wit on Bravo’s “The Real Housewives of New York City.” Now she’s juggling diaper changing — she just gave birth to daughter Bryn a few weeks ago — and book editing with a conference call Thursday to promote her spinoff show “Bethenny Getting Married?”

The new docu-series chronicles the daily minutiae of Frankel’s life as she prepares —simultaneously — to become a mother and, well, a housewife when she weds fiancé Jason Hoppy. And she’s doing all that while managing a burgeoning career as a bestselling author and natural foods chef — though Kelly might disagree with that label.

“This [show] just gets more micro, gets really into the details of my life,” Frankel said. “It’s not big blowouts over cocktails or charity events … it’s more dedicated to the struggles I go through: being 39, getting engaged, getting pregnant, doing everything backwards.”

Frankel says viewers will watch as she shops for wedding dresses while six months pregnant, the chaos of having to write two books and the unexpected early arrival of her first baby. 

“I think the devil’s in the details,” she said. “I could have a C-section and not be on any pain medication, but you give me too small of a portion at the ice cream store and I may have a nervous breakdown.”

The first episode sees Frankel trying to organize a house-warming party while searching for another assistant to help keep her life in order. There’s even an appearance by Alex and Simon McCord. 

Frankel insists that when a “Housewife” does appear it’s not staged or contrived: They appear “only to the extent that that’s what is really going on in my life … I invited Alex to my bridal shower and she came. I invited Ramona [Singer], and she was out of town. ... It's nothing orchestrated.”

 So can we expect Jill Zarin to make the schlep over to Frankel’s show? 

Forget “Sex and the City 2” and that lavish trip to Abu Dhabi. The gals of “The Real Housewives of New York City” don’t need all the bells and whistles -- or should I say camels and sand? -- to have a crazily entertaining (heavy on the crazy) trip.

We return to the scene of Kelly’s questionable outburst last week. The place where jellybeans and lollipops mingle with Pinot Grigio and undercooked meat: St. John.  Only Kelly is no longer there to talk Al Sharpton and all the wonder that came out of the year 1979. Why? She escaped the Poison Island, as she referred to it, to take care of her daughters. Somewhere there’s a pancake burning. 

Someone call the doctor cause Kelly has lost her mind.

What was I thinking? All this time I thought I was being helpful to Kelly by trying to find her missing pants. Now I realize I was just ignoring the problem. The search and rescue effort should have gone to finding her sanity. It’s hard to say when it went missing. Maybe around the time she wore those pink rain boots last season? Unfortunately, at this point, I couldn’t even give a description of it so people could keep a lookout. Just know that it will probably say “hiiiieeee” once it’s found. 

Now, on to the show.

With an episode like Thursday night's, it's best to let the content speak for itself. Note: It's hard to type and laugh at the same time, but I did my best to recapture the moments. 

Ramona plans a five-day girl trip (Vicki Gunvalson, take note) sans her "buzz kills" friends Jill and LuAnn. So it's just Ramona, Sonja, Alex, Bethenny and Kelly. And with this party of five on a yacht, there's bound to be trouble. Many of the night's head-scratching moments come from who else? Kelly.

--En route to their destination, Kelly enlightens us on her eating habits. She doesn't eat processed foods. And she loves gummy bears. Huh? It makes sense to her. “That's fun candy.” As opposed to ...? But wait. Lest you think she eats all this stuff while wearing a bikini, you're wrong -- "I don’t like to eat in a bikini."

--When there's no glass of Pinot Grigio in sight, Bethenny jokes that she would stomp on the grapes in the fridge to make Ramona some wine. Kelly, of course, thinks Bethenny is being literal and fears her unprocessed food will be tarnished. I mean, really?

While you’re reading this, Alex is in Brooklyn.

And guess what: Once you finish reading this, Alex will still be in Brooklyn.

These are the kind of tidbits we learn as our brains absorb each deliciously drama-filled minute of Bravo’s “Real Housewives” franchise -- and now there’s an abundance of those minutes with two nights of “Housewives” programming. Though, I found the tomato sauce-making tip offered during “The Real Housewives of New Jersey” to be the most educational. Who knew one’s menstrual cycle had cuisine powers? Um, Teresa, you may have a song on your hands.

But back to the NYC ladies …

Is it Monday yet? I feel like I need a dose of the ladies over on “The Real Housewives of New Jersey” to keep me awake after this snoozer of an episode. Heck, I was even considering flipping my coffee table during that whole awkward, anti-climatic “message” scene.

Like, seriously? Where did the show I once loved go? It’s lost … along with Kelly’s pants, which go missing once again in this episode. How long before it’s time to send out a search and rescue crew? I feel like if we don’t act soon, those pants don’t have a chance of making a safe return.

On to the drama … that isn’t really drama anymore, it’s just blah.

Thursday’s episode began with Bethenny’s discovery that news of her pregnancy had been leaked on a blog. She’s confused by how it could have possibly been leaked since she’s only told a few people. And that’s all it takes. She breaks the news to Jason, who is visibly miffed … for about a minute. I don’t know. Something about the whole scene was weird. They recovered from their apparent outrage over the situation way too quickly. And did anyone find it odd that Bethenny told Jason she would be confirming the news rather than reaching a joint decision on how to handle the situation? Who am I kidding? I’m too bored to care.

It's time to learn yet another name from "The Real Housewives of New York City" cast. A few weeks ago, we were introduced to sexpot Sonja Morgan. And now another member will be squeezed into the apple-holding promo shot. In Thursday night's episode, we meet Jennifer Gilbert. She owns and runs Save the Date, an event-planning company, and is co-owner of Portamee, a baby-carrier company.  If that wasn't impressive, Ernst & Young named her entrepreneur of the year when she was 29.  Oh, and she is an alum of the Birthing of Giants program at MIT.  She's a bit familiar with legal drama, recently suing a matchmaking site for trademark infringement. But will she provide the TV drama?  ShowTracker spoke with the newest NYC housewife Thursday. Read on to see what Gilbert has to say about the Jill-Bethenny feud, who she surprisingly clicked with and her involvement with LuAnn's annoyingly catchy tune, "Money Can't Buy You Class."

How will you enter the mix?

I was brought in to plan Jill Zarin’s holiday party.  That’s how I enter the show, enter the scene, enter the lives of the women 'cause I did not know any of them before. I have no connection with any of these people. 

Had you seen the show before?

Oh, yeah. It’s kind of like popcorn.  You know, when you start eating … and you keep eating and all of sudden you look down and you’ve finished it? And you’re like, “Oh, my gosh. I can’t believe I just ate the whole thing." That’s what it’s like watching this show.

Given that you’ve seen the show and have seen all the drama that transpires, were you at all hesitant about joining the show?

Oh, absolutely.

Why?

As if our attention span wasn't already working overtime, the folks over at Bravo decided to add another gal (two, actually) into the mix over at "The Real Housewives of New York City."

First up: Sonja Morgan. We were introduced to Morgan two weeks ago. Remember, she's the one who lives next to Martin Scorsese?  She's blond. She loves yoga, sex, and Botox -- not necessarily in that order. And she's already adding a bit of her own drama to the show in the form of an Argentinian model/actor named Max. She may be the "straw the stirs the drink," but earlier this week she was just the woman who locked herself out of her home. But she still managed to chat with Show Tracker to dish on her reason for joining the show, Ramona's outspokenness ... and Kelly's amnesia.

Had you watched the show before joining the cast?

You know, I really didn’t watch it before. But I knew some of the girls on the show and I had seen clips. It seemed very exciting. I gave them great kudos for having the bravery to do it. But I was nervous. I don’t really like to be in large groups of people. I’m really good in small groups.

You had turned down the show before, right?

Yeah. At the beginning, they came to me when it was “Manhattan Moms.” And I was totally flattered, but since I hadn’t seen the show yet, I was scared off because I didn’t know if it would come off “Jerry Springer”-like or distasteful. Who knew? Who really knew?

What made you finally accept their invitation?

Just one second. I need to get this flier finished and posted around town before next week’s episode.

LOST: Kelly’s pants (again).

Last seen: Who knows?

What the pants looks like: Long and super skinny. Probably have a horse’s body emblazoned on them. Oh, and that horrid black beanie might be in one of its pockets.

Reward: LuAnn will say “Thank you” in Italian.

**And while you’re at it, if you could also keep a lookout for Alex’s pants, that’d be great. 

OK. Let’s get thing started … with a bowel movement?