Yogisbooboo64

As usual, I’m late to the party and discovered this show within the last couple of weeks. The more media tries to make me watch a show (Hello, Abbott Elementary!), the more I distance myself from it. And RIP, but while I found her a funny actress, I was annoyed with all the Betty White hype. That said, Elka Ostrovsky turned out to be one of my fave characters! From her slut and boob shaming Joy to batting her beautiful blue eyes to her downright bawdiness, I would bet that it was hard to not break out of character whenever Betty was on the set. She and Joy’s sniping of each other is the best part of the show. Wendie Malick (I remember her all the way back from the sexy HBO comedy Dream On) wore the best dresses and earrings. And Valerie Bertinelli (forever a Barbara Cooper Royer stan!) was perfect as Melanie. This show could have lasted another two years….TV Land sucks for cancelling it. (Runs to Amazon to purchase complete series)

Not sure if this is the right forum to ask, but.... Is BB streamed at Pluto or just Paramount+?

Going to be moving into another apartment in my building this week. I'm sure I'll cry again as I leave the place where I took care of Ma for the past ten years. Oh, and the move-in date is on the 18TH, which will make three months since she passed away! I tell you, God got jokes.

This is likely why the GEB can't stand Wendy.... https://www.huffpost.com/entry/real-housewives-potomac-wendy-eddie-osefo_n_65c0fa2be4b093b2e7804df7 Really sweet article.

I thought once the round table ended then so did the shield protection.

Wish it had been Sandra eliminated, but Tamra going works just as well. Speaking of Sandra, does she have a birthmark on her forehead? Was that there during Survivor? I know he’s gay, but Alan Cumming turns me the f on with each episode! Swoon!! With Janelle eliminated, isn’t the shield power gone for the week (Bergie/Trishelle)? LOVED Kevin shutting down Kate, I didn’t watch Season 1 but she’s already rubbed me the wrong way. Dan, you may have dodged a huge bullet but the target on your back is getting larger and larger….now he has to worry about not only Bergie, but Peter, C.T. and John are on to him now. Finally, Janelle, go home to your successful realtor career and live your best life with the hubby and kids away from my screen! UO, but I’ve never liked her on Big Brother or elsewhere….she has a crappy personality and is selfish as all get out.

During Starsky and Hutch, she and David Soul were in a relationship.

Fuck! My mom's been gone almost two months now. Carly's last words before hanging up the new sign brought me to tears all over again. These last two eppies were great, RIP Ms. Zeman....and especially you, Ma.

I thought of ya'll as soon as he borg'd out the door....I thought it would have been Anthony Geary coming out to say a few snarky words. Should have known better, especially seeing Laura's smirk. But Kelly looked like she would rather be waxing her armpits, lol.

https://news.yahoo.com/david-soul-actor-best-known-174342279.html?fr=sycsrp_catchall I was always into Hutch, though Starsky was sexy too. Fave eppy was 'The Fix', when mobsters got Hutch hooked on he-ron. Loved Don't Give Up On Us and Black Bean Soup. Sighs....all my fave tv stars of yesteryear are going, going, gone. Rest well, sir!!

This weekend was rough. I was watching Yentl, and when Barbra sang Papa, Can You Hear Me? I lost it, 'cause 'Mama' was in place of Papa in my mind. I sleep a lot during the weekends now, not so painful when you're sleeping. And yet the tears still remain.

Trying to get an emotional support animal, so I'd have to at least go to a few bereavement sessions. As I said previously, I don't see the point.

Exactly how I saw it….girl, you barely know what’s going on with your marriage, stop acting like you were there and know all the facts. Gizzard, your family was being threatened because you are a big, fat bully, don’t blame Candice for this. Everytime Nneka comes on the screen I keep wondering who she reminds me of and now I've got it....she's a combination of Shenehneh Jenkins from Martin and Candy from Pose!

Thanks Shapeshifter for your help regarding this forum.... My mother was a fiercely independent woman; stubborn, with a great smile, lover of The Spinners, potato chips and the original Star Trek series….she also never saw a well-kept beard she didn’t like! On her own, she raised and grew up with the three of us in the tough Raymond Rosen projects, working for the City of Philadelphia as a File Clerk for 35 years. She was so skilled with patient files that she was nicknamed ‘Ms. Proficiency’ most of her career; all it took was seeing a patient arrive at the health center for their appointment and she could immediately recite their file number. I’d like to think she’d still be working if not for Multiple Sclerosis cruelly taking away her ability to memorize and her most favorite passion, walking. Was she an angel? Hell no!! Ma had a mean streak just like her daddy; after she and my father had long broken up and I had done something she didn’t like, she would call me Thomasina. That name was never a compliment, for my father Thomas was an alcoholic and barely there for us. When she was at her angriest, she would say she hated me. Being extremely sensitive to begin with, that was always crushing to what little confidence I had. In 2003, Ma was diagnosed with MS. Slowly, it took her mobility; first, the right foot began to drag, then she started to use a walker, then a cane. Eventually, she went from using an electronic wheelchair to being completely bedridden. In 2008 she had a rough relapse, which robbed her of her cognitive abilities. From 2003 to 2023, I was her primary caregiver. In that time, I painfully watched someone who was always so feisty and strong wither away to a bone thin incontinent woman who needed me for basic daily living. Being with her in the beginning wasn’t too bad; I was unemployed at the time and with nowhere to go, I cared for her. I cooked, cleaned, and washed her, even after soiling herself. In time, I sometimes resented her, as I felt she was consuming my life. With Spooky, my spoiled rotten black cat, we lived our lives. Then, Spooky became ill and passed away in March 2023 while I was at work. When I came home and found him, I was devastated; I blamed myself for not giving him his daily kiss before leaving. To this day, I wish I had held him before he took his last breath. Three days later, Ma was admitted to the hospital for a stage 4 sacral wound. She went in and out of hospitals and rehab until it was decided to bring her home for hospice. With a caregiver watching her during the day, I’d check in on her once I got home. Sometimes, we’d watch television together, with Dallas as the show of choice. I’d give a humorous dialogue on the characters, even reciting lines, always to get her to laugh. During the show, I’d feed her ice cream or sherbet or cold ginger ale. Before going to bed, I’d kiss her forehead and caress her chin; she would playfully try to bite me when I touched her chin. As I left the bedroom, I’d tell her I loved her. In the morning, I’d do the same ritual before leaving for work. The last time she fully spoke to me was on my birthday, Thursday, November 2nd. My sister called our caregiver and told her to call me at work and have Ma acknowledge my birthday. Days before she was in a morphine haze with no appetite, not really speaking, so I was down about that. When I answered the phone and heard Ma say ‘Happy Birthday’, tears streamed from my eyes; it meant so much to hear her voice, and so clearly. Three weeks later, she was gone. Until my dying day, I will never forget finding her still body and open mouth. Two days before her death, I was home due to a knee inflammation. Most of the day was spent looking after Ma and cleaning. She wouldn’t accept any food or drink, barely taking in a few spoons of water ice. I went to the doctors to check on my knee and let Ma know; she said ‘okay’ a few times; those were the last words she ever said to me. When I returned from the doctor’s, she was sleeping and outside of moaning when washed that afternoon, she slept the rest of the night. Friday morning, I did my usual; kissed her forehead and caressed under her chin. She was still sleeping so I left for work. The caregiver said she hadn’t eaten or had anything to drink all day. I was worried and wondered if she was in a low ebb like before. After work, I went to the market; when I came home to check on her, her breathing was horribly shallow. I panicked and called the hospice nurse, who suggested that I give her morphine to stop the noisy breathing. While it did work some, she still made a weird snoring noise. I told her I loved her and went into the kitchen. My plan was to put the groceries away then go into the bedroom and play some of her favorite songs while sitting with her. It was cold and I needed to warm up, so I got into bed for a while. I left the light on in her room to remind myself to come in with the music. I ate a bag of potato chips then fell asleep; I slept through the night. Saturday, November 18, 2023, I woke up and remembered I was supposed to be in the room with Ma. I kept rising out of the bed only to fall back asleep. Around seven-ish, a home health aide called to confirm the time to wash Ma. I walked into Ma’s room to answer the phone; before doing my daily ritual with her I looked to make sure she was breathing. I looked and didn’t see any rising up and down; her eyes also weren’t moving. I panicked and told the aide it looked like she was dead. I felt her body; her arms and bottom were warm but under her chin was ice cold. I screamed and tried to awaken her but nothing; she was gone. I totally lost it, crying and screaming ‘NO!’ over and over. I called my sister and could barely explain what happened. She sent a family text, asking those that were able to come to the house to comfort me. I immediately became angry with myself; I should have come back and sat with her like I said I would; if only I hadn’t eaten those goddamned potato chips and immediately gone to sleep afterwards; if only I had checked on her when I first got up instead of falling back to sleep. All those thoughts continue to roam in my head. The nurse confirmed her dead at 11:05 a.m., yet she likely passed earlier in the morning. Later, my cousins and Mr. Yogi came and sat with me. In the afternoon, the funeral home took Ma’s body away. Just before they placed her in the bag, I snuck in a few final minutes with her. I held her hand, caressing it, apologizing for not coming in later like I said I would. I told her how much I loved her and how glad I was that she would finally be back with her mother. I kissed her on her forehead then went into the kitchen so I wouldn’t see them bringing her out in the body bag. Since then, everything has been a blur. Sometimes I forget the simplest shit; I’ve even been lazy in cleaning up my room and pocketbook, two things I’ve always been rigid about. In a couple of weeks, I must move due to not being able to afford the rent. And even if I could I’d likely not stay, as there are too many memories; as it is, sometimes when I go into her room I burst into tears. My sister and Mr. Yogi think I should seek therapy, but I don’t believe in shrinks much because really, will counseling sessions bring her back? Rest well, Ma. Now you and your mother are free to walk around gossiping when you aren’t being teased by Uncle and Pop-Pop. Tell my aunts I said hello. I love and miss you so much; until we meet again.

Moved to Grief forum....

Been interesting, huh? So, the ‘legend’ once again loses….just stay away from my screen please and take care of those gorgeous grandchildren. Of course she’d get the money! (rolls eyes) Damn you show, making me feel for Brittany! Glad she won though.

That's what happens when you finally learn how to read. Sighs….I see Danielle winning this, maybe then everyone will finally shut it about how ‘robbed’ she was in her season. UO, but never liked her, she was always ‘on’ just like she is now only she’s more obnoxious about it. When did Taylor become so cocky, she’s venturing in Danielle territory for me. I thought Derek X. was going to be an elf. Liking the show so far.

THIS!! I'm bitter to this day of the cancellation.

JD's Revenge was classic shit, scared me as a kid. Great character actor, RIP Mr. McKnight.

This one hurts, man. Love Story and The Main Event were his best. Also liked Paper Moon, Chances Are and Irreconcilable Differences. He was also great on Bones and the short-lived show with Farrah, Good Sports. Despite his darker moments, he was very charismatic and hella talented. Rest well, sir.

I could see Cameron, Matt or Izzy for the Xmas show.

UO, glad Cameron won AFP.

Wow.

What in the Super Mario Brothers, Hisam?!

Cory, time to shave the stache.