Oh my Hemulen I love those!!! I think Morning Glory will like them too!
What are you wearing today (2020-2023)?
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I've been a fan of Angela Lansbury since long before Murder, She Wrote, as usual seen a lot of her movies from when she was a movie star as a young woman.
She was a knockout then, and since that was my first experience with her, that image of her, from Gaslight, movies like that, is what comes to mind when someone says Angela Lansbury.
Years ago, at work, someone made a comment about her, in the context of MSW, and I made an offhand comment about how I'd never kick her out of bed for eating biscuits.
"OH MY GOD! YOU WANT TO <bleep> JESSICA FLETCHER?!?! WHAT ARE YOU, AN OLD LADY PERV?!?!"
Ever since then, any time anybody mentioned an older woman, like Betty White or their own grandmom, someone would say something like, "Careful, Reuben will be trying to sniff her Depends," or "I'm sure Reuben would like to take her out to dinner...as long as he could stay through breakfast."
We use TV trays here pretty much every night.
mjd
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TastyReuben, you are not alone. I saw a woman that looked EXACTLY like my maternal great-grandmother when she was younger. I was so stunned to see her that I literally stopped in my tracks. The younger woman with her asked if I was okay and I replied with "She looks exactly like my great-grandmother. I was just stunned for a moment." The younger woman translated my words and the older woman got very angry. I didn't understand what she said but I'm pretty sure she was cursing me out. She wasn't as old as my great-grandmother but I wasn't given the option of explaining that I meant when my great-grandmother was younger (actually, she resembled a painting of my great-grandmother at about 30 years old). I was so embarrassed that I left the mall without completing my errands for that day.
NOW, I am VERY careful about saying anything that refers to anyone's age regardless if it's well-intentioned or not. I just don't "go there". LOL
P.S. I love Lansbury as well. She's another amazing actress.
NOW, I am VERY careful about saying anything that refers to anyone's age regardless if it's well-intentioned or not. I just don't "go there". LOL
P.S. I love Lansbury as well. She's another amazing actress.
Its impossible to unravel this one and move posts to a new topic without causing confusion.
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They are cute!
Once, I had a young Indian woman working for me, she was about 25. You know that classic 1970's "California Girl" look (like Farrah Fawcett)? She was like the Indian version a 1970's California Girl, long hair, big eyes, really pretty.
At the office, she always wore Western clothing, just jeans and printed tops, whatever. One day, though, she said she wanted to show me a picture she'd just gotten sent from home (she was married and had a kid back in India).
I looked at the picture, and I saw a small boy with a woman in traditional Indian dress, just everyday dress, though, nothing special, and a man standing several paces behind.
"Oh, is that your mom holding your son? You two look alike."
It wasn't her mom, it was her. Basically, I just said, "Hey, you look 45 years old in that picture!"
Once, I had a young Indian woman working for me, she was about 25. You know that classic 1970's "California Girl" look (like Farrah Fawcett)? She was like the Indian version a 1970's California Girl, long hair, big eyes, really pretty.
At the office, she always wore Western clothing, just jeans and printed tops, whatever. One day, though, she said she wanted to show me a picture she'd just gotten sent from home (she was married and had a kid back in India).
I looked at the picture, and I saw a small boy with a woman in traditional Indian dress, just everyday dress, though, nothing special, and a man standing several paces behind.
"Oh, is that your mom holding your son? You two look alike."
It wasn't her mom, it was her. Basically, I just said, "Hey, you look 45 years old in that picture!"
Shouldn't he be in front of her? We have a large Indian community in Frisco. On a regular basis, I see an elderly Indian couple out for a walk in traditional Indian garb, and the man is walking several paces in front of his wife. Young Indian couples here are much more liberal in their dress and customs. They go for walks in Western clothing, walk side-by-side and engage in conversation.
The traditional clothing doesn't bother me, but having your wife walk behind you, basically ignored, chaps me a bit.
Was your co-workers marriage in India and arranged marriage? That is still done there.
CD
I have no idea. It looked like a photo taken in their home, like she had just come down the stairs and stopped, and he was still on his way down.
Yes, it was. She was also in favor of doing the same for her son.
I worked with an Indian fellow who was engaged, part of an arrangement, and he had no interest at all in getting married. He'd come to the US, embraced all the "good times" on offer here, and wasn't about to get married and end that. He'd say he was coming home, then lie and say his employer wouldn't give him time off, then out to the club that night.
One of my most favorite people of all, an Indian woman a little younger than me. I had so much respect for her, almost immeasurable.
She was a geologist in India. Married and brought to the US, didn't know diddly-squat about being here. Had a kid immediately. Upon arrival here, apart from their families' control, he beat her, abused her, forbade her to work, forbade her to leave the house, and kept other women on the side.
She plucked up her courage, and even though it permanently affected her relationship with her family, grabbed her toddler, escaped in the middle of the night, went to a battered women's shelter, and divorced his sorry azz.
Then she went to night school, got an MIS degree, and got at job at my company, and that's how I met her. Through all of that, she was still a wonderful, caring woman. Just the best.
Sadly, tragically, she developed a tumor in her stomach, and less than two months later, passed away. I vividly remember the last time we spoke, and she gave me a big hug and told me how much she loved working with me.
Cooking-related - she loved sweets, so I'd frequently bring her something I'd made at home, for her to try, and even though she sat in the next cube over, she'd come in in the morning, find her little treat, and I'd hear her almost moan after taking a bite, and then I'd get an wonderful IM from her, written as only she could write, in a very flowery way, about how whatever I'd given her was The Best Thing Ever.
She was just really special, and work wasn't the same after she died. I went to her funeral and who was there but that jerk of an ex-husband of hers, and he was hosting it, and telling everyone he was still her husband! Apparently, he never recognized the legitimacy of the divorce. Believe me, those who knew the real deal shunned him and made sure that those who were casual acquaintances knew the real story.
I also showed her how to make pizza. Her son had a taste for American pizza, and she had no clue, so I helped her out.
And keeping with the clothes, she had impeccable style, really beautiful cosmopolitan clothing, like a fashion model, very good flow. She was something else. I still miss her.
mjd
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Our weather is bipolar. It was around 32 degrees this morning. I have on socks and a thin sweater (UK jumper - one of a few words I know thanks to James Acaster ;-). Notice that it will be in the 70s a few days from now.
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Remember when I said that our weather is crazy? It actually snowed here for about 30 minutes this evening. I guess Mother Nature is saying "Whatever". LOL
Thick fog here tonight.
rascal
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I had an encounter with a woman in her 80s a few years ago. It mainly contained expletives that I can't repeat from her. Mouth like a trooper. Went on for 10 mins.
Russ
A few years ago, I was out by myself running around, and I stopped in this little bar (which had remarkable food) for a drink and a snack.I had an encounter with a woman in her 80s a few years ago. It mainly contained expletives that I can't repeat from her. Mouth like a trooper. Went on for 10 mins.
Russ
Being by myself, I parked it at the bar, next to the cutest, sweetest, right-off-a-packet-of-cookies little white-haired granny you ever did see.
She had it all - little print dress, little handbag, reading glasses on a chain around her neck. She looked liked she'd walked right off a Hollywood set for an old grannies movie. Frankly, she looked out-of-place, sat at the bar like that.
She was just sitting there, drinking a small beer, little sip at a time, and watching the news on the TV over the bar. Little mindless smile on her face the whole time.
News story came on about a man who'd broken into someone's house and roughed them up during a robbery, and completely unsolicited, she looked at me and said, "If he tried that with me, I'd blow his fu****g head off!"
ElizabethB
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I use perfume. Two fragrances - Armani Si for winter and Armani Diamond for the warmer months. An extravagance that I treat myself to. I only use perfume when I leave the house. Very infrequently since March. I live in soft, faded jeans, cotton shirts and Morell sneakers. I have gained 15 lbs in the last 18 months, I need to shop for a style that suits my profile. I have a sewing machine and know how to sew. I am thinking about trousers with asymmetrical tunic tops.
I have not put makeup on in a month. Why bother if I am running to the store wearing a face mask? TastyReuben and epicuric you are such Dandies - borderline Divas.
ElizabethB
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I lived in NOLA for 4 years in the mid 80's. On Saturday I would visit the French Quarter with a few friends. There was a bar that we would step into and a little elderly lady would sashay in followed by a duck. She was always dressed in a flower printed shirtwaist dress, a hat with flowers, lace gloves and white sandals. She would hop on to a bar stool and order a draft beer. The duck would curl up under her stool. She would drink two beers - through a straw then sashay out with her duck following her. She was the Duck Lady. No one knew who she really was or where she lived but her daily regiment was to have two draft beers in the bar always with a duck. When her duck died she would get another one as a hatchling. The hatchling would bond with her and follow her everywhere. A true tale of the characters that you will meet in NOLA.A few years ago, I was out by myself running around, and I stopped in this little bar (which had remarkable food) for a drink and a snack.
Being by myself, I parked it at the bar, next to the cutest, sweetest, right-off-a-packet-of-cookies little white-haired granny you ever did see.
She had it all - little print dress, little handbag, reading glasses on a chain around her neck. She looked liked she'd walked right off a Hollywood set for an old grannies movie. Frankly, she looked out-of-place, sat at the bar like that.
She was just sitting there, drinking a small beer, little sip at a time, and watching the news on the TV over the bar. Little mindless smile on her face the whole time.
News story came on about a man who'd broken into someone's house and roughed them up during a robbery, and completely unsolicited, she looked at me and said, "If he tried that with me, I'd blow his fu****g head off!"
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