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I (American) have never had either one, as I don't like green beans or sweet potatoes (I'm not fond of marshmallows, but I don't actively dislike them as I do the other two). A friend of mine is British, but has lived here nearly 50 years; she still shudders at mere mention of green bean casserole, even though she only had it once (about 15-20 years ago; I was there for the initial OMG, what the hell did I eat? story after dinner with the family of her son's then-girlfriend, and it was epic). She likes green beans, so they must have made a bad batch for her to be so appalled by it - no matter how good a cook (and she is indeed), no one could find canned soup and onions that offensive!

They're having good dreams, but having a dry mouth is waking them up, so if they used Biotene, they'd stay asleep and get to continue their dreams. But when the first guy woke up, he still wouldn't be rich and the second guy would still have an unemployed adult kid living with him, so "Biotene: Delays the Inevitable Return to Your Sad Life" is the pitch, I guess.

Good thing the folks who make the TCM Remembers video each year leave in plenty of padding for editing in additional people, so none of these year-end deaths get left out.

That's all I have. If it ever comes in syndication/streaming on something I get, I'll watch the final two seasons again as I haven't seen them since they aired (actually, I probably re-watched some of them during the Lifetime run, but that was a very long time ago itself) and don't remember much other than "Carlene's Apartment" and "The Strange Case of Clarence and Anita". But I don't want to own them; season five is already weak by comparison with Linda's attention on Evening Shade and Suzanne's part reduced because of Delta's uncertain availability. By six and seven, they were inevitably down to a couple of good episodes and scattered funny moments in a show that just didn't feel right anymore.

For me, what she does with "all" is even better. Add in "P.E." and she hits the trifecta of delightfully elongated words in one scene. I couldn't stand her singing voice, but her line delivery was truly fantastic. They all excelled at that. Take Linda Bloodworth-Thomason's writing and have it come out of the mouths of these four women, and you have a show we're still watching and quoting nearly 35 years later.

I just saw this for the first time last night; I love the little girl's compassion.

Sorry about the double post; the site hiccuped at exactly the wrong time.

I experienced something quite similar; my cat Maddie's favorite toy was - wait for it - a plastic cap that had covered a soap dispenser. It was larger than most, and she batted it around, carried it with her (always meowing as she did), and brought it to bed with us numerous times. Being a cat toy, it would often go missing and I'd have to figure out which piece of furniture it was under/behind. I spent her final months periodically looking for Plastic Cap and just could not find it. Mere days after she died, I moved a loveseat in preparation for shampooing the carpet, and there it was, just out of sight (I hadn't thought there was room under there, so I had just looked behind it, not moved it to check under). It was in a little pile of her fur that also had a whisker in it. I burst into tears. But then I smiled, because I realized she'd known where it was all along, and even though she didn't have the energy to play with it like she used to, she'd cuddle with it back there.

Ooh, Candice Bergen! I am excited.

Kids today. Too glued to their electronic devices to play some good ol' pitch and catch. One of my late "nephews" (friend's cat) would play an extended game of fetch, but every other cat in my life has looked at me like, "What am I, a dog? If I'm in the mood when you feel the urge to hurl a little ball across the room, I play with it at its landing point; if you want to throw it again, you come pick it up and throw it somewhere else. Lather, rinse, repeat, until I am bored."

Well, if one is curating a collection of HH episodes, that's a good theme to go with - plenty to choose from!

I've only seen them once each, and I don't have the same feelings for the original many do - I like the simplicity of the original and think the little "phew" is cute, but I have no emotional attachment to it - so it hasn't bothered me.

I have very limited use for taper candles, but pillars, votives, and tealights I use a lot of, so will happily use any given to me unless the color or scent is something I can't stand. But, yeah, I laughed pretty hard at the candle re-gifted around the world, especially because I once got a candle from a coworker and recognized it immediately as one another coworker had given her a few years before. (I don't care if something was re-gifted, bought from a second-hand store, whatever, I just thought it was funny that I remembered its origin when she obviously didn't; it worked out quite nicely, the candle wasn't her style, but it was mine, and the mutual co-worker never knew.)

I'm going to go listen to some "new" songs; this is the first time in the thread I have not only had as my primary association with the title different songs, but not known any of the songs posted. (For me, "Everlasting Love" = Howard Jones, and "One in a Million" = the two Wendy posted.) Oh! I take that back; it turns out I do know the Carl Carlton song, but more the original Robert Knight version of it (I have also heard Carlton's and a couple of other covers). For some reason, that song didn't initially click upon reading the title, just the Howard Jones song.

Yeah, between his neighborhood and his profession, Tony marinated in a culture of toxic masculinity, so for him to see the light (at least to a decent extent) was satisfying, especially that it wasn't just in terms of the future he wanted for his daughter, but the life he wanted for himself. It's nice they gave Mrs. Rossini - both a product and perpetrator of a sexist culture - that understanding of Marie. Angela was foreign to her, but in Marie she could see an advanced version of herself. (We don't have time to wait for Mrs. Rossini's trajectory, but she makes sense as a character when they throw in these tidbits that make her more than a caricature.)

Yes. I'm certainly not telling you, and probably not anyone here, anything new in saying that the People of the past, what, 15 years at its best merely regurgitates stories from other sources and at its worst churns out "sympathetic" shit like this, but that it's the bullshit we've come to expect does not mean we should stop calling it out at every turn. So, indeed, fuck People for running that garbage.

I don't remember details, but it rang quite true to me, given the era and culture tony and Marie lived in. So typical that he'd love her, and like her, and, in his mind (and in many ways indeed), respect her, but do so all within a skewed, sexist vision of what a marriage and family is. So while HE had plenty of interests outside of the family, which didn't make him any committed to it, anything SHE did for her own satisfaction was somehow seen as straying from it, even threatening it (by society at large, never mind her own husband, who, of course, was a product of the same society). So of course she'd hide it, because the little glimpses of reaction she'd get to such things would do nothing to make her think he was going to react differently than the norm to her stating the "radical" truth she adored them, and loved being their wife and mother, but remained an individual and craved additional interaction and activities beyond the home and front stoop. Hell, we still see that dynamic/attitude today. Then and there? Oh, yeah - NO problems imagining that scenario. Sure, Tony was on the good end of the typical husband and father spectrum (especially by the time we meet him, when he's been forced to step to the plate as sole parent). So, not a louse, but given how bad "typical" was (and, to a disturbing extent, still is) for women, still quite myopic.

I've never seen A Christmas Story. It's on a gazillion times each year, so I guess I should give it a look some day, but from the little I know it has never sounded like my type of movie. I'm either uninterested in or dislike most films on the Most Popular Christmas Movies lists. I just checked a list like that from Rotten Tomatoes, and most I haven't seen. Of those I have, Black Christmas and Carol are the only ones I like. (They, like many, have It's a Wonderful Life at number one and I fucking hate that movie.) The Thin Man is set at Christmas, and that's one of my favorite films, but I watch it on New Year's Eve (along with After the Thin Man, which is set then); I have no movie tradition on/before Christmas.

Christy's wardrobe, coupled with how tiny she is, is what made her look young to me.

Ah, pensions, how I miss them (it's appalling that defined benefit plans have gone the way of the dodo). You have to put in a certain amount of time with the company to fully vest; if you leave before then, you forfeit the unvested portion (which could mean only getting a percentage, or getting nothing, depending on the type of plan). ERISA caps it at five or seven years, depending on the type of plan. So, whatever you're entitled to from a former employer, you can collect when you hit retirement age. But these rules don't apply to pension benefits earned prior to some time in the mid-80s, and many of those earlier plans required ten or even 20 years of service to vest. So even though it was a union job and she'd been there a while, it's not unrealistic to have written her as forfeiting her pension (because she wasn't vested, given the timing) when she quit Wellman.

And other gear, yes. YETI Here's the commercial I found with the song:

Hardwood floors, open floor plan (HHs hate walls and doors like they were poison), lots of closet space (for the woman; this storyline is reserved for heterosexual couples), and "good for entertaining". There are other tiresome tropes they rotate through, but add those to yours and you have the wish list that appears in pretty much every damn episode, even where their budget and the location makes that utterly ridiculous on top of boringly repetitive. Which is why I hardly ever watch it; peeking in the houses is not just worth putting up with the people. (And, no, I do not care if they're actually entitled dimwits or just agreeing to follow along with the producer's story in which they play the role of entitled dimwits.)

That's a Dwight Yoakam song, so I just did a search for commercials using it. There's one for something called YETI featuring a cover version. It's not terrible, but has nothing on the original. And the commercial is about - as, upon looking up the company, YETI is about - "outdoor" stuff including hunting and fishing, so I'm not the target audience (I like hiking, and would like boating if not for my motion sickness, but the rest is not my jam). But I don't mind the song.

When that happens, it's usually only on one song, and perhaps even just part of the song. It's not my thing, either*, but it's not a big deal over the course of a show. What I hate is winding up next to someone who decides to sing along during the entire concert. Fool, I came to hear her/him/them, not your off-key ass. *Except for "As Cool As I Am" - every time I see Dar Williams perform (which is most times she's in town), the audience sings along with from "I am the others" through the final chorus, and it's an uplifting experience. It doesn't matter that many of us can't carry a tune in a wheelbarrow, a group of women and their male allies singing a feminist anthem is a great way to close out a great night.

I know a couple of people who love these Kitty Tubes for their ferals. Alley Cat Allies rates various options. And here's some information about what to look for/create in an outdoor shelter.