MENTAL NOTE

"Though we cannot make our sun stand still, yet we will make him run."
Blue, resist the urge to use facebook. You can do it. Good luck.
Cats and dogs can be friends. So can cowboys and indians. So can we.
Why try to be the best when there's no hierarchy in heaven?

Friday, December 12, 2014

Feeling a Bit Emotional

Thank you,  Bollywood Princess, for that emotional rollercoaster sob sob. What emotional rollercoaster? Good question. Well, this one. 

A couple of hours ago, I was watching this movie called Waitress starring one of my absolute dream women, Keri Russell. You know her.

You know me. Yes?

Just as I was wondering if the drool was apparent, Angie — who was really busy checking some website — said, "She's dead. Somebody killed her." That stopped me right in my tracks. Let's just say that if I'd been sitting on a horse, I would have fallen right off.  Instead, I pressed the pause button and looked at poor little Keri, beautiful Keri, sweet sweet... "WHAT??"

"Yes, she was hanged. Some 19-year-old guy choked her with a sheet, tied it around her neck and strung her up to make it look like she'd committed suicide." 

"She was HANGED?" Sitting on my night-time buddy, Mr. Couch, I looked at my not-so-very-flat-screen, mouth wide open. "She's dead?" (silence) "WTF?" (silence) "Hanged?" (silenceI kept shaking my head in disbelief, muttering things like "Dear Lord n' heaven above... People are animals... I hate people... People suck... Why don't we just burn them all? Keep the fire burning. Keep it burning hot."

And then, when I was back to my own self again (oh darn)... "Hanged. Why am I not even surprised? Poor poor woman. That poor poor woman. Hanged?"

"Yes."

I was pretty upset alright. I kept thinking Why am I always the last one to hear that somebody is dead? I am bound to miss my own funeral. Elvis dies on me in the year Dot, then my grandfather dies on me in the year Dot Plus One. Michael Crichton... dead, Donna Summer... dead (What?), Nora Ephron... dead (Say it ain't so!), Roger Ebert, Robin Williams, too... all gone... and all the while I didn't know a frigging thing. Which, incidentally, may explain why I am invariably the last one to comment on your posts, I know.

I switched off the TV, grabbed myself a bite to eat (comfort food, mind you), and I typed her name: Keri Russell. Poor Keri. She... wasn't dead. What? "ANGIE!!!!! She isn't dead!"

"She isn't?"

"No, one of her friends in the movie was hanged. Not her."

Poor friend in the movie... Yes, I still feel guilty for being relieved.

O darn.

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Um.....



128 comments:

  1. And if mistakes like that weren't bad enough, there are constant death rumors about various celebrities all over the blasted internet!

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    1. Some people thinks that's fun. Sick, right?

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    2. Some people think sick is the new normal. What do you reckon we should do with them?

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    3. I don't dare reply. It'd probably be something sick!

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  2. I love Keri Russell. I was a huge Felicity fan :) As I was reading this, I was like, 'she's dead???!!' So glad she isn't ;)

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  3. That almost ruined your day, didn't it?

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  4. I stopped reading your post halfway through to Google Keri Russell. And was bemused (and hugely relieved, no less) to discover that she had not passed away. Crikey!

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    1. Crikey, alright! But isn't it strange to feel relieved when you don't even know the person? Does that mean there's still hope for us people?

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    2. Hmm ... maybe a smidgeon. Though I wouldn't hold my breath, Blue.

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    3. Like... one iota? (Holding my breath big time.)

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    4. Maybe one iota. But that's all. And please stop holding your breath. Tis making me nervous.

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    5. Okay, I will now proceed with my blue man breathing exercises. Breathe in, breathe out. Wait, first a drink. Milk, of course. Breathe in, breathe out. Yeah, you're right... Life is so much better when you're actually breathing.

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  5. In the summer of 1998, a family member started a rumor that Zach Morris from Saved By the Bell died in a car crash. And I spread the rumor, upsetting several people I barely knew, because I thought it was true. But it wasn't.

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    1. Well, there you go. Ms Innocently guilty! I knew it. ;)

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  6. I laughed all the way through this. You could've called this one "The Trouble With Pronouns." I can't tell you how many times I've been unable to follow someone's logic train due to their overuse of pronouns.

    I can see that you follow my TV blog (you're listed right there as one of my followers), but I bet you missed this posting. I know it's right up your alley....

    http://tvjunctionfunction.blogspot.com/2014/12/your-room-is-on-fire.html

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    1. Right up.... my alley, alright. How did you know? How are you, Robin?

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  7. Yes Keri is adorable. I had not seen her before your post ~ I felt the same feelings and emotions you displayed when I read your post. You are a big softy like me Blue, with a big heart in the right place.
    Of course we should feel sorry for her friend in the movie as well.
    Honestly, it makes my blood boil that anyone could deliberately murder someone like that . .. . . yes they should be removed from society . . . .

    I have been taking a bloggy break, Blue, but hopefully will return soon . . . . . Keri's lovely face caught me on my sidebar and lured me to your post . . . . lol
    How are you these days my friend? . . . . :)

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    1. Are you calling me a softy, Eddie? Don't you know I'm a huge softie? Wait, let's keep this on the low down, okay? I've got this reputation to uphold... Hey, how's life, Eddie? Good to hear from you again.

      Yeah, the things that some people do... It makes my blood boil too. Always good to take a bloggy break. I sometimes take one myself... you know, when I have to work 13 hours a day or need to stay in bed as a result... But right now I'm doing just fine in spite of my poor health. I'm not complaining. I'm looking forward to X-mas and lots of fun moments. I told Santa to get me some or I would "borrow" his sleigh again like I did years ago. CLICK!

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    2. Clicked and LMAO . . . . . . really funny, Blue.

      I did something on Santa too:

      http://eddybluelights.blogspot.co.uk/2009/12/how-does-santa-do-it.html

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    3. WHAT!!!! No time to stop for carrots every five minutes? There is always time to stop for carrots every five minutes.

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    1. But her friend in the movie was really killed.... :(

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  9. Kurt Russell is also alive... in case you wondered....

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    1. I know. We work out every Saturday. Didn't you know? I thought you were The Hollywood Spy? :p

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    2. does Goldie know? Does Angie know? That you and Kurt are flexing muscle together?

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    3. I work out with her too... Angie says a man is entitled to secrets... until she finds out.

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    4. I clicked your Facebook button......

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    5. no faces nor buts there.... and no books either....

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    6. Really? No butts? Did you say the magic word?

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  10. I don't think I've seen one tv show or movie with her in it.

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    1. Well, then you may want to CHECK THIS OUT: CLICK! (Thanks, Robin.)

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  11. It's nice to realize something terrible you thought had happened wasn't true! Less nice for the friend...but happy thoughts!

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    1. It was a strange experience: shock... acceptance... relief... all in under a hour.

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  12. Waitress wasn't a bad one, long ago gave that a run. I was like WTF though, as I knew she was alive at my show. So easily fooled blue guy. But hey, be nice to miss when one decides to die. Then maybe they won't die under he sun. There can be only one.

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    1. There can be only one! Let's pretend Highlander II: Garbage doesn't exist....

      Gullible Blue. Well, one of the two women who played her friends was hanged by some idioot who took exception to her complaining about the frigging noise he was making next door. Angie had misread her name.

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    2. Morons of the world all over
      Dumber than any rover
      Even if they eat crap and sniff butts
      That is saying something about such nuts
      And yeah forget Highlander 2
      1,3,4 flush that down the loo

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    3. There's a number 4?
      They thought, Let's make some more?
      Sniffing butts on the floor
      Saying, "Encore"?
      If I flush them down my friend
      They won't come out the other end
      They'd get stuck like a shoe
      In a butt or some bigg ass poo
      Making me go boo hoo hoo
      Maybe just burn them on the spot
      Get them really realy hot
      Maybe add some prequels too
      Or a reboot just for you?

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    4. Burn the nuts
      Fry their butts
      The remakes can fry
      Prequels can die
      And yeah there was a four
      Highlander Endgame took the tour

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    5. I bet someone bright will make a reboot between now and the next full moon thinking they can polish a turd.

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  13. Well, I'm glad that Keri isn't dead. But that sucks about her friend/co-star, or whatever she was to her. I always hate to hear such sad stories. That's probably whey people never tell me about these things. They know I'll get bummed out.

    Speaking of bummed out: You just HAD to bring up Robin Williams, didn't you Blue? I'm still upset about that one. He was a genius, and the fact that he's gone is just so sad to me. I'm still not over Heath Ledger's death! Sigh. So much tragedy, and that's just among the people we've heard about!

    I may have digressed into a bit of a rant here. Sorry about that. Good to see you, though. How are you these days, anyway?

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    1. I love your digressions.I didn't want to bum you out, though. How are things? Well, I'm not doing too bad. Been working a whole lot, grading mediocre papers, writing tests.... that kinds thing. Right now I should be snorring on my couch, but I'm too upbeat to waste my time dreaming about things I don't remember the next day, you know?

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    2. Well I'm glad you enjoy my digressions, because they tend to happen pretty frequently (as I'm sure you've noticed.)

      Things are pretty good. I'm just studying for finals. Both of them are happening on Monday. The first one at 8 in the morning, and the second one at 6 PM. Yes, you read that right. I'm going to be getting home about 13 hours after I left it. I keep trying to tell myself "Well, at least you're getting them all over with, and then you can enjoy the holidays." But that still doesn't change the fact that I am dreading it! Yeah, this will pretty much be the Monday to end all Mondays. *Shudder...*

      Oh. Mediocre papers, huh? Do you find them funny or exhausting? Probably the latter, after reading a few dozen. Sorry about that, but hey, the term is nearly over, right? And then it's all candy canes and egg nog. (I hate egg nog, but it seemed the thing to say in this situation...)

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    3. I may have noticed. Perhaps I may have... or just maybe. Can you tell I'm sleepy? I should be in bed dreaming about winning the lottery.

      Hey, 13 might just be your lucky number. I'll sure be keeping my fingers crossed for you, Candice. The Monday to end all Mondays. The Mother of all Mondays. So how come you're dreading your finals? You will come prepared, right? Plus you're smart, so...

      Yeah, there's a huge stack on my desk whispering, "My precious.... come hither and grade us Master Blue...." Now THAT'S scary. But just one more week and then it's bye bye baby... See you all in 2015! If I feel like it!

      Yeah, right.... I need a candy cane.

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    4. Oh, I'm fine, really. I always come to an exam prepared, that's not what I dread. I just don't like the idea of such a long freaking day! I've completed my first final and now I'm in the library getting in some last minute studying done for my second one. I'm exhausted, though. I could NOT get to sleep to save my life last night/this morning. I don't know when I finally drifted off to sleep, but I'm estimating that I'm pretty much running on about 2 hours of sleep. And Coke. Been drinking lots of Coke. But I might have to take a power nap here in a few minutes, or I don't think I'll make it...

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    5. PS: Do you need that candy cane as a food item, or as something you can sharpen and use as a shiv? Just wondering...

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    6. So tell me... How did your first final go and how did your second final go? Plus... did you manage to get some sleep afterward?

      Well, I think I prefer that candy cane as a food item. It's so much safer that way... with the bad grades and all....

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    7. Well, I found out last night that I got an A on my first final, thereby cementing in my A for that class! Go me!

      My second final...I'm not to sure about. It's 90% essays, so you never really know how you do until your grade comes back. Let's just say I studied the material quite well, and I felt pretty familiar with it as I went into the exam, but as I walked out of the building, I couldn't help feeling very uncertain...But we'll see. I had an A in that class before the final, I just hope I didn't screw it up!

      I actually did manage to catch a few winks in the library common room before my second final. I could feel myself shutting down, and I knew I had to close my eyes for a few minutes, or I'd never make it through! So I set an alarm on m phone, curled up in one of the big, cushioned study chairs and used my backpack and coat as a pillow/blanket. I only dozed off for about 20-30 minutes overall, but when I opened my eyes, I felt a LOT better. It was just enough to to get me through the evening. Then I went to bed at my normal time, and passed out cold until morning.

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    8. YESSSSSSS! A straight A always does the trick! What trick? THE trick. Congrats plus some grade A cookies coming your way. Essays... I hate correcting essays... Why? Because I always have to correct a hundred of them, never just two. But I just keep telling myself one gem in a hundred is worth the effort.

      Taking a nap in between is smart thinking. I remember when I was a student I took a nap DURING a test, not in between tests. Not so smart.

      Well, I guess you need to be patient and in the meantime I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

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    9. Okay, I just HAVE to ask: How in the world do you fall asleep DURING a test? That takes talent, sir! Thanks for the cookies. Do I get more when my other grade is posted?

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    10. I had been studying all night. I was so tired I just nodded off. Just like that. Of course you'll get more. Any special flavor that you have in mind?

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    11. Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chip will always be my personal favorite. Mrs. Fields makes some super yummy ones!

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    12. I'm pretty sure you just changed my life!

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  14. I can relate Blue... I felt devastated when Michael Jackson died. And I would have preferred that it wasn't true.

    Anyway, I like the snowy header... looks cozy :)

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    1. I remember the exact moment. I was driving my car listening to the radio. Then I heard it: "Michael Jackson is dead..." and I remember saying out loud to myself "I knew it."

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  15. Assumed dead but to the contrary
    Confirmed alive and kicking eventually
    What a relief to one so pretty
    Though relief makes one feel guilty

    Hank

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    1. That about sums it up, Hank...
      Our one and only Poetry Tank
      How's life in your neck of the wood
      Is it great, fantastic or just good?
      Looking forward to some holiday fun
      Opening up presents or maybe just one?
      Haha life is good when it's better than bad
      It beats an empty bottle when you're feeling sad
      Or an empty fridge in December
      Or having no memories to remember
      Ain't that the truth, my friend?
      The end.

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  16. I'm glad your Keri wasn't killed but that's still pretty ghastly.

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    1. I bet that guy gets released in a couple of years.

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  17. Strange but as I was reading this I didn't think she was dead
    something just didn't feel quite right, as I read words of dread
    so, now you are elated to know she didn't slip to the other side
    ditch those blue thoughts, as darkness slowly subsides...

    So tell me how are you my dear blue guy? I am writing something
    you might find interesting. As you know we do love all things blue.

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    1. Good morning, Truedessa. Death never makes much sense to me. Some say it makes life worth luving for. Others, me included, are more inclined to say "So what?" Lazy bum or hard working idiot... in the end we get the same treatment, the same gold watch and bye bye baby now excuse us while we go on living. My poor neighbor across the street... he gave up counting his blessings a while ago as he is slowly suffocating to death. Sigh. If life's this short, how come our planet's still a frigging mess. I don't even think it's ours to begin with, you know. I'm blue.

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    2. Oh Blue,

      Do not get me started..our planet is a friggin mess because man made it a mess. We were given a lush world to live in and strive in and mankind is slowly destroying all that is good.

      Now, Life and death are part of the circle of life and the two things we have no control over we are born into the world by the hands or love of others and we exit when that hour arrives. What exists in between is what we call life the trials and tribulations. Is there balance I don't know, but I know life is not fair sometimes we pick a bad card from the deck or are thrown a curve ball. A very wise friend told me we cannot control all things, but we can control how we will deal with what comes our way. We can push on to survive or give up. I feel for your neighbor so sad that he must suffer. What can he do in his last days? He can keep a journal of his thoughts. He can leave messages to those he loves. Who knows I am not one to judge how others will spend their last days. In the end we are all but dust in the wind me included gold watch or no gold watch. I don't need time when I cross the other side and believe me there is another side.

      Now, about being Blue, you and I see the world through blue colored glasses. It's a part of what and who we are..now how about a song..

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16bk8BoLZ4g

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    3. Which is why when people ask me why I don't want kids I tell them the planet is enough of a mess the way it is. There are too many people, and history shows we're not particularly bright either.

      I am not one to give up easily I'm not a quitter, but I am blue. There's no doubt about it. Thanks for the song. Heavenly Blue...

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    4. hmm..you don't check your mail these days?

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    5. But I do. Why? Did you send me a song? My mailbox is as empty as my wallet.

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  18. With the fake celebrity death hoaxes that get started I always check several websites when I hear of a death before I believe it.

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    1. Me to. It was just that there was a mix-up with the actresses' names.

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  19. Hey, I remember that Felicity chick. They made a big deal about her at the time because apparently she's from here, and that makes her more interesting to report about. I'm glad to hear that just like Jackie Chan and Steve from Blue's Clues, that her death was nothing more than a hoax.

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    1. Well, it was more of a misunderstanding. Her fellow actress's death was very real.

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  20. Oh my goodness, that's a horrible and distressing thing!

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    1. Very. The things that people do, right ..

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  21. My goodness, but events like this add to already stressful or health-wise issues. I was so relieved when you typed (finally) that she hadn't died. had to find my own breath. Things are slow my way - pain keeps me from completing decoration destination. So glad I'm not grading papers - lucky you, Blue!
    I too love your snowy header - festive!!

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    1. I'm sorry to hear you're in pain in spite if your M&M's, Dixie. I still need to decorate the house, but I just want to first get rid of those papers. Friday I'll be given another truckload, so I'm not feeling particularly festive... But come X-mas Eve, I'm sure I'll be wearing my Santa outfit again - no, not the leather one that came with the red whip. ;)

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    2. M&M's... I forgot - been out since Halloween. Thank you for the reminder!
      Too bad, I like the red whip. :) Well...

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    3. You do? Is that a fact? Well, well.... what do you know....

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    4. I could try to be naughty... I mean, If it would encourage a red whip showing. I love ll things Smithsonian.

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    5. Hahaha You're some piece of work, Dixie. :)

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    6. I think you could simply post a comments only blog. Think of all the creative crap we all come up with - well - and those inspiring quips and whips you retort with. I come back to read them all and then get myself in trouble saying something mindless. Except for tonight - my head is blank. Oh - was that an oxymoron?(careful, little avatar.)

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    7. Comments only... Why didn't I think of that? I'm not a fan of crap - except when it's creative crap. (I wonder what that looks like - no, I don't.) So, right now I'm looking at my whip and, yeah, you're right... it's very inspiring. I call this one my holiday whip. It's to be used when you're feeling lazy. All you need to do is press the button. Um...

      An oxymoron... I know a couple of those... real live oxymorons, too. I said, "Hey, Oxy, did you know you are a moron"? He didn't get it. A sharp idiot, that guy. Now, where's my milk?

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  22. Oh my gosh, that's just a horrible scare!

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    1. Yeah, but her colleague did get hanged, so... Oh Lynda, the things that people are capable of...

      So, how's life?

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    2. (regardless, I hope you snored a little louder that night)

      Life is a little crazy at the moment. I'm hoping it will settle soon.

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    3. I tell ya... I snore like a boar, but of course that's only a rumor spread by a Bollywood princess who thought it was a good move on het part to marry a blue cowboy. I mean... does that sound like a rliable source to you?

      A little crazy still beats full-blown loopiness. (I hear that word in a Harry Potter movie.)

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    4. Boar snores are a small price to pay, methinks.

      Just when I think the crazys are about to settle, another one crops up. But you are right... full-blown loopiness hasn't arrived yet. I'll let you know if it does.

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    5. An yet another one and another one... Oh my. Could it be that you so deserve yet another vacation? (Say, "Yes".) Steer clear of full-blown loopiness. It tends to make one, you know, dizzy. Dezzy? No, dizzy. (See, I'm already talking to myself.)

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    1. You have to love the information that gets passed around the internet. There have been so many dead celebrity stories that turn out to be a hoax. Can you imagine what family members of these people must think when those rumors hit their ears? I am sure they are even more distressed than you were, Blue!

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    2. I know. But her colleague in real life did get hanged. Such a terrible fate.

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  24. There should be a word for that guilty sense of relief when you find out something terrible happened to someone else you didn't really care about. By the way, I think your fondness for bold font is bordering on a fetish.

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    1. BORDERING?????? WWWWWWWWWHAT?!!!! How dare you say such a thing!!!! (throwing chairs, tablets and Facebook manuals) You mean.... full-blown fetish. Just so you know.

      Ah... thank you or that. You are my favorite vent.

      Now, let's think of a word for that guilty sense of relief when you find out something terrible happened to someone else you didn't really care about nor ever would have... Sinful relief? No?

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  25. This is one funny post Mr Blue Duck. From the line, if you were sitting on a horse you would have fallen off. Pshaw. Some how I picture you wearing a blue Napoleon uniform, your hand stuck in your jacket and then falling straight to the ground (like the guy riding the little tryke) LOL No, the whole tryke always tipped over on it's side, which meant your whole horse would have to fall straight over with you on it's back.
    So are you going to share what it is you consider comfort food? I needed a little comfort last week and opened the lid of the White Gold Raw Honey......comes from Canadian bees. I always heard Eat Local but Canada bees pack a comfort punch for me. It's always a good idea to get out the comfort food when you go the roller-coaster route of "someone's dead, no,they're alive, route."

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    1. What makes you think I'm a Blue Duck haha! I've never worn a Napoleon uniform, but something tells me I would look good in it. "Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake!" See, I can do it. I've never actually fallen off a horse, though. Not yet. I never drink while riding, you see. Plus my cowboy hat is so big it provided your Blue Duck with all the balance he needs.

      Comfort food... you mean everything my sarco tells me not to eat or drink? Wine... or alcohol in general.... Pepsi.... not good for me.... Something to chew on.... well, let's see.... a huge bar of chocolate will do the trick. Maybe a stack of pancakes while we're at it plus a serious scoop of Ben & Jerry's. Make that ten scoops to really comfort and soothe the duck out of me. Thanks for asking. White Gold Raw Honey... sounds like a treat. Angie has twenty jars of honey hidden from me in one of her ten thousand kitchen cupboards. I'm sure you'd never do that. Unless, of course, we're talking White Gold Raw Honey. No? Local is great but not always what you want.

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    2. You are A-mazing. I can't remember what I ate for lunch and you can pull out a little blue duck from back in May. I just always kinda refer to "ducks" and I don't even know any. Yes, a fine figure on a horse.... that's what you would make.... in your Nappy Uni But you stay on your horse in a big cowboy hat. Lots of cowboys around here but they are all so bowlegged, they couldn't catch a pig in an alley. LOL Once, I did land on the ground. Ha

      So you could be comforted with a big chocolate bar, plus satisfying a stack attack, and ten scoops. That is serious comfort. I could help drool if the chocolate was dark, dark, dark and bitter cacao. Sugar would do me in but the cacao has needed magnesium. Ten scoops is a lotta comfort. If one has a small amount of lactos intolerance, we're back to the blue ducks again. Hahaha

      Yeah, the heck with local, I like that imported stuff once in a while. LOL You and Angie playing "Hide the Honey" again. It could be like a little Easter egg hunt. Ha

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    3. I know about my Blue Duck episode. You "Blue Duck" is a link in my previous comment. So you remembered haha. I must have made some kind of impression at least. They couldn't catch a pig in an alley... that's so funny. I love that image. You fell off your horse too? Oh my. I hope it was a soft landing. The last time I hit the dirt wasn't my favorite moment in life.

      Yeah, that IS serious comfort. What can I say... I once visited a friend at his restaurant, and his wife gave me 8 scoops, no joke. Said I looked hungry. Have you ever heard of such a thing? Good thing I'm not lactos intolerance. That doesn't change a single thing about being a blue duck and all, though. So you like your chocolate triple dark, do you now? Well, let's just say you've got impeccable taste.

      She keeps hiding the special stuff, yeah. I never knew there were so many different types of honey. Whenever she allows me a peek at her private stash, I'm reminded of my being a man: there's yellow honey and the dark kind.... that's it. No,that's not it. Ha!

      So good to hear from you.

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  26. Hope you enjoyed the comfort food :-)

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    1. I could do with a second helping. Ben & Jerry's anyone? No, not you. You've got to stay fit and healthy ;) Okay, maybe three scoops for you. Yes?

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    2. ooh yes. 3 scoops please!! Chocolate!!!

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    3. Three scoops coming your way! Did I meantion I had four the other day? (No joke.)

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  27. Ah Blue Dude n'stuff,

    Thought I'd hang around here for a bit and see what's happening.....

    Gary is going now..............................

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    1. You're not going anywhere, and don't "hang" around unless you're walking. Well, well.... one moment I'm talking to your furry friend (who is now 100% in charge of some new bed), and the next thing I know you come a-knockin'.

      Hello, Gary. How are you coping with the changes?

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  28. I love that movie. The actress who played Dawn was murdered. She also directed the movie.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. The things that people do... Yes, I love that movie too. Thanks for the love.

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    1. You sound positively befuddled. I didn't even think tht were possible. Meow!

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  30. Omy silly man ! I really think she was death! OMY!
    I love her and hers movies, yes I remember Felicity!
    ANgie scared me! buahhhh!!
    OK IM better!
    xoxox

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  31. OMG!!! I already had tears in my eyes, panic stuck in my throat--what, no more Keri Russell movies? Oh NO! --and then you let it be known that it isn't so. Thank God. But I'm still so stressed about the possibility that I just have to close now to go eat a bowl of ice cream. Double scoop and double chocolate syrup!
    Deb@ http://debioneille.blogspot.com

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    1. I needed a double scoop and double chocolate syrup myself. Too bad the fridge was empty.

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  32. You had me making weird faces at the computer screen.
    I'm sure the NSA was laughing at me.
    Well good to know she is still baking pies.

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    1. Hi David. Sorry about the weird faces. Did you have some picture taken while you were in the middle of making them? No? Yes, I was guiltily relieved to find she had not been hanged. What does that make me? Pickleope is right.... we need a special word for that guilty sense of relief when you find out something terrible happened to someone else you didn't really care about.

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  33. LOL! I totally get how you feel. You don't want the people to die in real life, but you want to keep watching them until the end of the movie or TV series.

    P.S. You need a snuggie! It helps to ease your pain during these tramatic times.

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    1. I need a snuggie. alright. Hi, Jax.... How's the Big Apple these days? What do you mean, "Banana"?

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  34. I don't know her. I'm glad for her (and for you, lol) that she's alive. :)

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  35. Hello Blue, darling,

    How are things with you? Hope you're feeling Christmasey?

    Happy Christmas!

    love
    Fanny xx

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    1. Hello stranger. I'm a bit sad, but life could be worse. Merry X-mas. Have fun.

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  36. I can't say a word as I would have reacted EXACTLY the same way that you did.

    You do make me titter...

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    1. Exactly the same way? Okay so I lied: my exact words were "WTF! WTF! No no nooooo WTF!" Um...

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