Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tontas- Tuesday January 27, '09 "Now We're Getting Down To The Raisins"
Hi folks. This is me taking a break from shoveling snow (8 to 12 inches more expected tonight) and my title comes from a phrase a crusty old newspaper editor of mine used to use when we really got down to the action. It stemmed from a stomach-pumping incident and you really don't want to know any more than that. But my goodness, we ARE getting down to the raisins in this one...things are happening....and happening fast.
We also have a quartet of broken hearts. Chayo alone at the Institute. Hortensia in a humiliating brushoff with Patricio. Lulu being rebuffed by Meño. And Marissa as she overhears Santiago's confession of love...for Candy, not her. But all that comes later, and we can wait, can't we?
First our sad little rehash. Chayo is preparing to bunk at the Institute rather than going home to her unfaithful husband. Lulu invites her to come along to the restaurant with her but Chayo declines, preferring to meditate on her heartbreak all alone. In another scene, Santiago refuses to look at his mama's will and Alicia taunts Candy and demands to know the father of her child (while dramatic music plays in the background).
New stuff: Chava overhears the question and says, Want to know who my dad is?...Santiago. My friend Beto has a new dad and so do I. And who are you? he asks Alicia. A woman in a hurry...who's just about to leave, snaps Candy.
No, she's your aunt, declares Gregoria, spilling the beans big-time.
And boom! we switch back to Santiago, also spilling the beans in a way. Mama Isabella correctly intuits that her great big son is afraid to even contemplate the fact that she could die. Evidently when her husband passed away, Santiago made her promise that she would NEVER die and, as he adds, You promised! And promises must be kept! Well, mom wants him to have her will and she also wants to got to Puerto Vallarte with Jaime. And betray Dad? Santiago, your dad died a long time ago, Isabella answers quietly.
So...decisions are being made...and reluctantly accepted.
Meanwhile Alicia and Candy have taken their fight outside, engaging in a little mutual threatening. Candy still holds the trump card. Don't threaten me Alicia or I may decide to let Patricio know I'm still alive and I still love him. And who do you think he would choose, hmmm?
Back in the house, Chava has developed a bloody nose (a reaction to the dramatic tension?) and while Granny cleans him up he naturally asks Why haven't I ever seen this aunt before? Well you never heard of me before and look, now I live with you, answers Gregoria. And will she live with us too? "Dios nos libre" (God forbid!)
Alright, first humiliation. Lord, I hate these scenes. Hortensia arrives, all hot, bothered and hopeful. Patricio quickly hides the rose, she spots it anyway and thinks it's as beautiful as he is. He starts talking bathroom, she's ready to take a bath with him, why not? Uh, no...I have to go...and go at home...and it's far away...and I have these big mean dogs who won't let any woman in...but hey, maybe I'll have a party and we can get together then. Bye.
I'm batting zero, and 20 have left me, sighs Hortensia. As the waiter quickly exits, she ups that number to 21.
Romantic comedy? NOT.
Now we have Candy and Chaya having a conversation with that creepy little cat puppet she carries around. He tells her about Rocio calling him a liar because he said Santiago loves Candy, he heard it. In typical fashion, she avoids the topic, tells him to go to sleep and "sueña con los angelitos".
Now it's the next day and Meño and Candy are talking about her goof, imagining that Cece was Eduardo's secret lover. Meño tries to make her understand that Cece is gay and is the one leaving the roses on her desk. Candy, typically, doesn't listen and Meño swishes off, taking the tea he brought with him. Fix your own tea if you won't listen to me! No problem, Candy's in a hurry to get started on this week's column anyway. All about women who will put up with anything just to keep their man.
Once it's written, she persuades Hortensia to put it in with Eduardo's papers so he'll be sure and read it.
Well, now it's Lulu's turn to be rebuffed but gotta say that the actress does a great job of humorously vamping Meño. First the lights dim. Then Lulu slithers around the corner, sexy black dress and her usual headgear but woo! the bandanna is flung. (Will more follow?) She opens a fridge door and seductively presses herself against the glass. " Eat me", her eyes seem to be saying. Just in case he didn't get the hint, she dips into some whipped cream and starts licking it. Then sits back on the table flashing a very shapely leg and adding a nice juicy apple to the whipped cream concoction. Yowsa...she's offering "pasión y amor" for the menu and Meño's response? He's on a diet.
Meanwhile, Eduardo's getting set up to read the column. Hortensia hands him some papers with the article on top. Rushes off to get him coffee when he wants to know what it is. He reads it and has an instantaneous illumination. This is about his wife. What is he doing to her?
Well, Eduardo gets it....finally. But Lulu...nope, she's still nursing her illusions. Confess your love, she begs Meño. Hush Lulu, I'm gay...and don't laugh, I'm not joking. Do you care for me? Of course I do. But only as a very dear friend. No problem. You care for me... I'll cure you and we'll have lots of children.
Alright, we leave that tender scene for another consultation with the most neurotic counselor on earth...Miss Candy. However she seems to be giving Isabella good advice. Issy's nervous about making love at her age. And it's been so long! Years since her husband passed away. Candy skips the advice about K2R jelly (although that would have been useful) and just advises Issy to not be afraid of love. Go ahead. Sure it's normal to be afraid...but go for it.
Well, it wouldn't be a good episode without a plug for Guadalajara and it's artisanry, right? Consider it done. Patricio's on the phone setting up an order with someone in Santa Monica. The type of ceramic that he's promoting is called Betus...from the word betun (concrete) Had enough? Okay, prelude to Alicia bopping in the door, all smothery kisses and shrieks and the announcement she wants to start treatment...for having a baby! Patricio's on board and is ready to get started on the groundwork immediately. Right now? Here? Sure. Give him props for being quick on the draw.
More counseling by our plucky (but neurotic) heroine. This time it's a couple at the restaurant arguing...as evidently they always do when they go out to eat. Madam picks a fight and exits. Husband, a rather wet looking sop if you asks me, is downcast and asks for the bill. He gets it, plus Candy sitting down at his table to hand out some unasked for advice. (Remember how Paula taught you "metiche" in Monday's recap? Well, she's going all "metiche" again on this poor dude). She wants him to talk about his feelings....wah wah wah feeeeelings....Supply the music here, will you?
He can't...and won't...stand up for himself that is. He's afraid that if he really gets in touch with his feelings he'll lose control. Get in a fight. He admits he's a hen-pecked husband ("mandilón"). No problem, Candy invites him to come to the Institute...they'll fix him up. (Guess this makes him the second male client, after Santiago). Meño's reaction is to stroke his eyebrow sceptically. We shall see.
Whoa...not everybody's getting rebuffed tonight. Charly and Lucia arrive at Meño's house to find everybody gone. Let's just compress these scenes. He carries her off to bed. She hesitates...but no, she wants to stay. They're both scared but....yes, passion reigns. Alas, protection does not. When she worries later about not using a condom, he reassures her that nobody gets pregnant the first time. (Alas, they do, not only in real life but ALWAYS in telenovelas where all young heroines are fertile as the Nile). More drama ahead no doubt.
Candy and Hortensia are chatting, the latter, decked out in platinum wig and sunglasses, bemoaning her latest romantic disappointment. Candy advises losing the wig and glasses, scrubbing off a lot of the makeup and having another go. Hortensia trots off to the ladies' room to do just that, leaving Candy in charge of the phones while she's gone. But don't touch the computer. Doctor is very" quisquilloso"( touchy, picky) about his stuff, she pleads.
Quick switch to the airport. Another disappointed lover? Jaime slowly starts to board the plane alone when Issy arrives, catches his arm and asks if there's room for her on the plane. Turns out there's room not only on the plane, but in his heart and in his life. Awwwww.
And eeeeewwwww...that was my reaction to the bathroom scene where the psychologist discovers Marissa's pregnancy test kit. I'll say no more, but it's followed up by Marissa's confirmation of the pregnancy at the doctor's. She's about 6 weeks along, he figures. Good news for Marissa. Bad news for Santiago and Candy. Who are now at the office with Patricio. Will he discover who Candy is? Well, she's in Hortensia's blonde wig and sunglasses and plopped down on the floor with her rear in the air (I would imagine that might bring back memories for Pato) but no, he's intrigued but doesn't know why. We have some pseudo-scenes where Candy imagines confessing and kissing him and also belting the two of them (Santi and Pato) but finally, when Patricio asks for her phone number, she shouts, You're a married man! and heads for the elevator. May I go down with you? Don't you think we have some kind of connection? he adds. Take the stairs, she shouts, kicking him in the shins. Ah Candy, Candy, evidently you're
irresistable, under any and all circumstances.
Meanwhile, Marissa is sharing the good news first (first!!!!) with her brother. (Don't you think that's weird?) Well, okay, he's excited about being an uncle; she's excited about finally having the "goods" to nail down Santiago for sure. But the pregnancy might be a little complicated. (foreshadowing? I certainly hope so.)
A brief scene with the kids, the majordomo and the dog making poop which believe it or not was shaded out on the TV. What is it with animal excrement and the censors? We're showing women with decolletage down to their navels but poop is off-limits? Give me a break.
A conversation at cross-purposes now takes place between Santiago and Eduardo. The latter is stressing over losing (possibly) his wife. Santiago is stressing about losing (possibly) Candy. They each follow their respective paths until Eduardo finally demands some attention. Santi assures him he's lost a woman who's worth her weight in gold. But will she give him a second chance? And will Candy do likewise?
Another brief scene with the majordomo and Tina. He's talking to the vegetables, trying to compose an ode to his love. She's not charmed. But I'd say the situation looks hopeful...on all fronts.
Another "raisin" scene. A biggie. Santiago's at the Institute and he's not there to see Candy (and certainly not Marissa). He's there for a heart to heart with Meño. He's in love. It's not just a crush and it's not just about sex. It's something deeper, finer, it's spiritual, it's LOVE dang it! Meño reminds him that he has a fiancée. Yes, but it's not true love. We were lovers, colleagues, there are lawyers involved, it's complicated, but it's not love. You have a serious problem, concludes Meño.
Her ear pressed against the door, a sticken Marissa hears all this and wonders how she'll ever be able to forgive Santiago. Indeed.
A jump to the beachside hotel and a very nervous Isabella who's spending a long time in the bathroom. (A friend of mine spent so much time in the bathroom on her wedding night, her tipsy groom fell sound asleep before she finally came out.) Jaime however is wide awake and gently insistent that she quit running away from him.
And another exercise video with Alicia. Have to say, this woman looks great in her workout togs and performs the various moves extremely well. However she's thinking back on her confrontation with Candy and imagining how she'll deal with little sis. If you approach my husband, I'll make sure Patricio takes your son away from you. Yep, that should work.
Now we find Candy and Santiago in another elevator confrontation. The other people in the building have seen so many of these, they all immediately exit, leaving our two confused lovers all alone. He denies having " betrayed" her by offering to give Pato Chivi-Chivi's number. You're the friend I love most in the world, he pleads...er... after Rocio and Lucia. Ah, but what matters here is not what's said, but what's done. She gently straightens his collar and touchs his hair (mmmmm...and wouldn't a lot of us like to do that, sigh) and he gently returns the touch, calls her "mi amor" and gives her a chaste good-bye kiss "he's off to work" just the way a husband would. She's bewitched bothered and bewildered as she remembers his words. But anvils are coming baby, anvils are coming.
Alicia has barged into Meño's house again, demanding to see her nephew, putting her feet up on the couch (cheeky wench), declaring she KNOWS Chava is Patricio's son, seducing the little fella with a new soccer ball and promising to get him autographs from all the big soccer players. Looks like the battle is on. Marissa, meanwhile, is desecrating Santiago's photo and one can hardly blame her. As she decorates him with diabolic details, she weeps that she's put up with so much. She's tried so hard to be a good fiancée and a mother to Rocio. And now with the wedding date set and a baby on the way, he betrays her with Candy. How could he?
Well maybe he can't. Because here's what the previews show: Candy's ready to confess to Santiago that she's in love....with him. But before she can get the words out, clever Marissa arrives to share the news that she and Santiago are expecting. Marissa triumphant. Santiago stricken. Candy impactada. And so it goes.
Vocabulary:
mandilón = hen-pecked
quisquilloso, quisquillosa = touchy, picky
agenda = appointment book
perorata = lecture
metiche = meddler (just in case you forgot)
betun = concrete
We also have a quartet of broken hearts. Chayo alone at the Institute. Hortensia in a humiliating brushoff with Patricio. Lulu being rebuffed by Meño. And Marissa as she overhears Santiago's confession of love...for Candy, not her. But all that comes later, and we can wait, can't we?
First our sad little rehash. Chayo is preparing to bunk at the Institute rather than going home to her unfaithful husband. Lulu invites her to come along to the restaurant with her but Chayo declines, preferring to meditate on her heartbreak all alone. In another scene, Santiago refuses to look at his mama's will and Alicia taunts Candy and demands to know the father of her child (while dramatic music plays in the background).
New stuff: Chava overhears the question and says, Want to know who my dad is?...Santiago. My friend Beto has a new dad and so do I. And who are you? he asks Alicia. A woman in a hurry...who's just about to leave, snaps Candy.
No, she's your aunt, declares Gregoria, spilling the beans big-time.
And boom! we switch back to Santiago, also spilling the beans in a way. Mama Isabella correctly intuits that her great big son is afraid to even contemplate the fact that she could die. Evidently when her husband passed away, Santiago made her promise that she would NEVER die and, as he adds, You promised! And promises must be kept! Well, mom wants him to have her will and she also wants to got to Puerto Vallarte with Jaime. And betray Dad? Santiago, your dad died a long time ago, Isabella answers quietly.
So...decisions are being made...and reluctantly accepted.
Meanwhile Alicia and Candy have taken their fight outside, engaging in a little mutual threatening. Candy still holds the trump card. Don't threaten me Alicia or I may decide to let Patricio know I'm still alive and I still love him. And who do you think he would choose, hmmm?
Back in the house, Chava has developed a bloody nose (a reaction to the dramatic tension?) and while Granny cleans him up he naturally asks Why haven't I ever seen this aunt before? Well you never heard of me before and look, now I live with you, answers Gregoria. And will she live with us too? "Dios nos libre" (God forbid!)
Alright, first humiliation. Lord, I hate these scenes. Hortensia arrives, all hot, bothered and hopeful. Patricio quickly hides the rose, she spots it anyway and thinks it's as beautiful as he is. He starts talking bathroom, she's ready to take a bath with him, why not? Uh, no...I have to go...and go at home...and it's far away...and I have these big mean dogs who won't let any woman in...but hey, maybe I'll have a party and we can get together then. Bye.
I'm batting zero, and 20 have left me, sighs Hortensia. As the waiter quickly exits, she ups that number to 21.
Romantic comedy? NOT.
Now we have Candy and Chaya having a conversation with that creepy little cat puppet she carries around. He tells her about Rocio calling him a liar because he said Santiago loves Candy, he heard it. In typical fashion, she avoids the topic, tells him to go to sleep and "sueña con los angelitos".
Now it's the next day and Meño and Candy are talking about her goof, imagining that Cece was Eduardo's secret lover. Meño tries to make her understand that Cece is gay and is the one leaving the roses on her desk. Candy, typically, doesn't listen and Meño swishes off, taking the tea he brought with him. Fix your own tea if you won't listen to me! No problem, Candy's in a hurry to get started on this week's column anyway. All about women who will put up with anything just to keep their man.
Once it's written, she persuades Hortensia to put it in with Eduardo's papers so he'll be sure and read it.
Well, now it's Lulu's turn to be rebuffed but gotta say that the actress does a great job of humorously vamping Meño. First the lights dim. Then Lulu slithers around the corner, sexy black dress and her usual headgear but woo! the bandanna is flung. (Will more follow?) She opens a fridge door and seductively presses herself against the glass. " Eat me", her eyes seem to be saying. Just in case he didn't get the hint, she dips into some whipped cream and starts licking it. Then sits back on the table flashing a very shapely leg and adding a nice juicy apple to the whipped cream concoction. Yowsa...she's offering "pasión y amor" for the menu and Meño's response? He's on a diet.
Meanwhile, Eduardo's getting set up to read the column. Hortensia hands him some papers with the article on top. Rushes off to get him coffee when he wants to know what it is. He reads it and has an instantaneous illumination. This is about his wife. What is he doing to her?
Well, Eduardo gets it....finally. But Lulu...nope, she's still nursing her illusions. Confess your love, she begs Meño. Hush Lulu, I'm gay...and don't laugh, I'm not joking. Do you care for me? Of course I do. But only as a very dear friend. No problem. You care for me... I'll cure you and we'll have lots of children.
Alright, we leave that tender scene for another consultation with the most neurotic counselor on earth...Miss Candy. However she seems to be giving Isabella good advice. Issy's nervous about making love at her age. And it's been so long! Years since her husband passed away. Candy skips the advice about K2R jelly (although that would have been useful) and just advises Issy to not be afraid of love. Go ahead. Sure it's normal to be afraid...but go for it.
Well, it wouldn't be a good episode without a plug for Guadalajara and it's artisanry, right? Consider it done. Patricio's on the phone setting up an order with someone in Santa Monica. The type of ceramic that he's promoting is called Betus...from the word betun (concrete) Had enough? Okay, prelude to Alicia bopping in the door, all smothery kisses and shrieks and the announcement she wants to start treatment...for having a baby! Patricio's on board and is ready to get started on the groundwork immediately. Right now? Here? Sure. Give him props for being quick on the draw.
More counseling by our plucky (but neurotic) heroine. This time it's a couple at the restaurant arguing...as evidently they always do when they go out to eat. Madam picks a fight and exits. Husband, a rather wet looking sop if you asks me, is downcast and asks for the bill. He gets it, plus Candy sitting down at his table to hand out some unasked for advice. (Remember how Paula taught you "metiche" in Monday's recap? Well, she's going all "metiche" again on this poor dude). She wants him to talk about his feelings....wah wah wah feeeeelings....Supply the music here, will you?
He can't...and won't...stand up for himself that is. He's afraid that if he really gets in touch with his feelings he'll lose control. Get in a fight. He admits he's a hen-pecked husband ("mandilón"). No problem, Candy invites him to come to the Institute...they'll fix him up. (Guess this makes him the second male client, after Santiago). Meño's reaction is to stroke his eyebrow sceptically. We shall see.
Whoa...not everybody's getting rebuffed tonight. Charly and Lucia arrive at Meño's house to find everybody gone. Let's just compress these scenes. He carries her off to bed. She hesitates...but no, she wants to stay. They're both scared but....yes, passion reigns. Alas, protection does not. When she worries later about not using a condom, he reassures her that nobody gets pregnant the first time. (Alas, they do, not only in real life but ALWAYS in telenovelas where all young heroines are fertile as the Nile). More drama ahead no doubt.
Candy and Hortensia are chatting, the latter, decked out in platinum wig and sunglasses, bemoaning her latest romantic disappointment. Candy advises losing the wig and glasses, scrubbing off a lot of the makeup and having another go. Hortensia trots off to the ladies' room to do just that, leaving Candy in charge of the phones while she's gone. But don't touch the computer. Doctor is very" quisquilloso"( touchy, picky) about his stuff, she pleads.
Quick switch to the airport. Another disappointed lover? Jaime slowly starts to board the plane alone when Issy arrives, catches his arm and asks if there's room for her on the plane. Turns out there's room not only on the plane, but in his heart and in his life. Awwwww.
And eeeeewwwww...that was my reaction to the bathroom scene where the psychologist discovers Marissa's pregnancy test kit. I'll say no more, but it's followed up by Marissa's confirmation of the pregnancy at the doctor's. She's about 6 weeks along, he figures. Good news for Marissa. Bad news for Santiago and Candy. Who are now at the office with Patricio. Will he discover who Candy is? Well, she's in Hortensia's blonde wig and sunglasses and plopped down on the floor with her rear in the air (I would imagine that might bring back memories for Pato) but no, he's intrigued but doesn't know why. We have some pseudo-scenes where Candy imagines confessing and kissing him and also belting the two of them (Santi and Pato) but finally, when Patricio asks for her phone number, she shouts, You're a married man! and heads for the elevator. May I go down with you? Don't you think we have some kind of connection? he adds. Take the stairs, she shouts, kicking him in the shins. Ah Candy, Candy, evidently you're
irresistable, under any and all circumstances.
Meanwhile, Marissa is sharing the good news first (first!!!!) with her brother. (Don't you think that's weird?) Well, okay, he's excited about being an uncle; she's excited about finally having the "goods" to nail down Santiago for sure. But the pregnancy might be a little complicated. (foreshadowing? I certainly hope so.)
A brief scene with the kids, the majordomo and the dog making poop which believe it or not was shaded out on the TV. What is it with animal excrement and the censors? We're showing women with decolletage down to their navels but poop is off-limits? Give me a break.
A conversation at cross-purposes now takes place between Santiago and Eduardo. The latter is stressing over losing (possibly) his wife. Santiago is stressing about losing (possibly) Candy. They each follow their respective paths until Eduardo finally demands some attention. Santi assures him he's lost a woman who's worth her weight in gold. But will she give him a second chance? And will Candy do likewise?
Another brief scene with the majordomo and Tina. He's talking to the vegetables, trying to compose an ode to his love. She's not charmed. But I'd say the situation looks hopeful...on all fronts.
Another "raisin" scene. A biggie. Santiago's at the Institute and he's not there to see Candy (and certainly not Marissa). He's there for a heart to heart with Meño. He's in love. It's not just a crush and it's not just about sex. It's something deeper, finer, it's spiritual, it's LOVE dang it! Meño reminds him that he has a fiancée. Yes, but it's not true love. We were lovers, colleagues, there are lawyers involved, it's complicated, but it's not love. You have a serious problem, concludes Meño.
Her ear pressed against the door, a sticken Marissa hears all this and wonders how she'll ever be able to forgive Santiago. Indeed.
A jump to the beachside hotel and a very nervous Isabella who's spending a long time in the bathroom. (A friend of mine spent so much time in the bathroom on her wedding night, her tipsy groom fell sound asleep before she finally came out.) Jaime however is wide awake and gently insistent that she quit running away from him.
And another exercise video with Alicia. Have to say, this woman looks great in her workout togs and performs the various moves extremely well. However she's thinking back on her confrontation with Candy and imagining how she'll deal with little sis. If you approach my husband, I'll make sure Patricio takes your son away from you. Yep, that should work.
Now we find Candy and Santiago in another elevator confrontation. The other people in the building have seen so many of these, they all immediately exit, leaving our two confused lovers all alone. He denies having " betrayed" her by offering to give Pato Chivi-Chivi's number. You're the friend I love most in the world, he pleads...er... after Rocio and Lucia. Ah, but what matters here is not what's said, but what's done. She gently straightens his collar and touchs his hair (mmmmm...and wouldn't a lot of us like to do that, sigh) and he gently returns the touch, calls her "mi amor" and gives her a chaste good-bye kiss "he's off to work" just the way a husband would. She's bewitched bothered and bewildered as she remembers his words. But anvils are coming baby, anvils are coming.
Alicia has barged into Meño's house again, demanding to see her nephew, putting her feet up on the couch (cheeky wench), declaring she KNOWS Chava is Patricio's son, seducing the little fella with a new soccer ball and promising to get him autographs from all the big soccer players. Looks like the battle is on. Marissa, meanwhile, is desecrating Santiago's photo and one can hardly blame her. As she decorates him with diabolic details, she weeps that she's put up with so much. She's tried so hard to be a good fiancée and a mother to Rocio. And now with the wedding date set and a baby on the way, he betrays her with Candy. How could he?
Well maybe he can't. Because here's what the previews show: Candy's ready to confess to Santiago that she's in love....with him. But before she can get the words out, clever Marissa arrives to share the news that she and Santiago are expecting. Marissa triumphant. Santiago stricken. Candy impactada. And so it goes.
Vocabulary:
mandilón = hen-pecked
quisquilloso, quisquillosa = touchy, picky
agenda = appointment book
perorata = lecture
metiche = meddler (just in case you forgot)
betun = concrete
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Thank you Judy, great recap as always!
On no, not pregnant! Just when it looks good for Santi and Candy. I was hoping the icky bathroom test was wrong but I guess the doctor confirms it.
Any chance he has her tests mixed up with someone else? One can only hope.
Candy's puppet is creepy as was her clown act at the party.
Still loving Meno and Lulu.
I'm glad Isabelle has decided to enjoy herself.
I was REALLY sorry to see the teenagers. I hoped maybe Meno would step in and interrupt.
Be careful with the snow shoveling!
Carrie L.
On no, not pregnant! Just when it looks good for Santi and Candy. I was hoping the icky bathroom test was wrong but I guess the doctor confirms it.
Any chance he has her tests mixed up with someone else? One can only hope.
Candy's puppet is creepy as was her clown act at the party.
Still loving Meno and Lulu.
I'm glad Isabelle has decided to enjoy herself.
I was REALLY sorry to see the teenagers. I hoped maybe Meno would step in and interrupt.
Be careful with the snow shoveling!
Carrie L.
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: Tuesday, January 27, 2009 at 11:53:00 PM EST
: Tuesday, January 27, 2009 at 11:53:00 PM EST
Great job, Judy! And so fast! I don't know how you do that. I loved your aliterations. She's bewitched bothered and bewildered. I thought I remembered that from "It Might As Well Be Spring" but alas no. Is it from something else? And Marissa decorates him with diabolic details. Zesty!
You summarized the Santi/Meño scene perfectly. I haven't mastered that summarizing skill yet. Also good eye, the four rejections - I hadn't noticed that, only the four hook-ups, Isabel & Luc first times, and Marissa & Alicia pregnancy.
Yep, the anvils have started dropping, all in unison! I'm sure we are on our way to Paris. (I tasted my first croissant when I was in Paris. I thought they all tasted that way. I couldn't have been more wrong.)
"Nobody gets pregnant the first time." Yeah, Charly, just ask Chava!
I loved, loved, loved the elevator scene. What was it that made it so magical? No heart-tugging music, no vows of undying love, no close-ups with far-away looks or a single tear, but somehow it was an incredibly touching scene. How do they do that?
You summarized the Santi/Meño scene perfectly. I haven't mastered that summarizing skill yet. Also good eye, the four rejections - I hadn't noticed that, only the four hook-ups, Isabel & Luc first times, and Marissa & Alicia pregnancy.
Yep, the anvils have started dropping, all in unison! I'm sure we are on our way to Paris. (I tasted my first croissant when I was in Paris. I thought they all tasted that way. I couldn't have been more wrong.)
"Nobody gets pregnant the first time." Yeah, Charly, just ask Chava!
I loved, loved, loved the elevator scene. What was it that made it so magical? No heart-tugging music, no vows of undying love, no close-ups with far-away looks or a single tear, but somehow it was an incredibly touching scene. How do they do that?
Hee hee, funny raisin story.
Oh I loved Lulu in her vamped out scene! That girl can really pour on the steam. She looked exactly like my friend Valerie who went to Italy for an art history class. At a local festa she fell in love with accordionist of the oom-pa-pa band and ended up marrying him and living in a small town in Emiglia Romagna. Can you imagine how that girl stirred up things in Bedonia? They didn't know what hit them.
Shame on those teenagers! After all the "I know about condoms, duh" they still didn't use them! How very like real life.
I think we have a winner on Ferro's ugly crying scale. Has anyone ever seen an uglier crier than Marissa? She might even be an 11.
Thanks JudyB, what a fun episode! Your recap flowed really well and moved right along. Sorry to hear about all the snow.
Oh I loved Lulu in her vamped out scene! That girl can really pour on the steam. She looked exactly like my friend Valerie who went to Italy for an art history class. At a local festa she fell in love with accordionist of the oom-pa-pa band and ended up marrying him and living in a small town in Emiglia Romagna. Can you imagine how that girl stirred up things in Bedonia? They didn't know what hit them.
Shame on those teenagers! After all the "I know about condoms, duh" they still didn't use them! How very like real life.
I think we have a winner on Ferro's ugly crying scale. Has anyone ever seen an uglier crier than Marissa? She might even be an 11.
Thanks JudyB, what a fun episode! Your recap flowed really well and moved right along. Sorry to hear about all the snow.
Another vote for the elevator scene being a keeper and totally agreement about being disappointed with the teens and the naive it can't happen the first time. Since this is Novelaland it almost certainly will and Santi will go ballistic.
Total agreement on the weirdness of screening out the dog poop. For God's sake it was a Chihuahua. How big a pile could it have left, it isn't like it was a Great Dane. I don't get the wired bleeping that has been going on with novela lately.
Ugh to the bathroom scene. What kind of moron would pick up a pregnancy test in a bathroom. i feel I should go wash my hands right now.
Yes the anvils have lined up nicely and trouble lies ahead. Gotta love that Chava telling Alicia his father was Santiago. She's no fool but with everyone denying it she can't do much about it and she sure isn't going to tell Pat.
Total agreement on the weirdness of screening out the dog poop. For God's sake it was a Chihuahua. How big a pile could it have left, it isn't like it was a Great Dane. I don't get the wired bleeping that has been going on with novela lately.
Ugh to the bathroom scene. What kind of moron would pick up a pregnancy test in a bathroom. i feel I should go wash my hands right now.
Yes the anvils have lined up nicely and trouble lies ahead. Gotta love that Chava telling Alicia his father was Santiago. She's no fool but with everyone denying it she can't do much about it and she sure isn't going to tell Pat.
Permalink posted by : Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 12:45:00 AM EST
: Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 12:45:00 AM EST
Great recap, as always! I'm disappointed in Charly and Lucia, but they were determined to do it, weren't they? All I can say about "not on the first time" is "famous last words!" In a couple more episodes we'll see one or the other saying, "No puede ser..." and more impactado-ness!
Does anyone else out there have the overwhelming urge to punch the t.v. set whenever there is a close up of Alicia? Her bitterness and nastiness send me over the edge!
Thanks for the vocab at the end. I didn't know the connection between Betus and betun. I was just guessing Betus was a type of pottery or the name of a manufacturer.
Does anyone else out there have the overwhelming urge to punch the t.v. set whenever there is a close up of Alicia? Her bitterness and nastiness send me over the edge!
Thanks for the vocab at the end. I didn't know the connection between Betus and betun. I was just guessing Betus was a type of pottery or the name of a manufacturer.
Permalink posted by : Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 1:17:00 AM EST
: Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 1:17:00 AM EST
This might have been one of your best recaps ever. I laughed the whole way through. Loved the title, although my first thought was that you meant trail mix...like, now we're down to the dregs that are left when all the good stuff, like chocolate and peanuts and dried apples, is gone.
I'm hoping Marissa is faking somehow...a telenovela is just not complete without a fake pregnancy, and it seemed like she was trying a little too hard to make sure Barbara found out.
And Lucia!!! After all those conversations about protection, plus Isabel's warnings that condoms alone weren't enough! Dumb kids.
I'm hoping Marissa is faking somehow...a telenovela is just not complete without a fake pregnancy, and it seemed like she was trying a little too hard to make sure Barbara found out.
And Lucia!!! After all those conversations about protection, plus Isabel's warnings that condoms alone weren't enough! Dumb kids.
Thanks for the fabulous and speedy recap JudyB. I was also shocked at how, even though Barn was grossed out by pregnancy test, she still picked it up!!!! Eeewww!
I agree about our teen lovers, they will be changing diapers before this is thru. The irony is that both were warned (Charly by his dad and Lucia by her granny) that you MUST use condoms. No idea why Charly chose to believe the old wives’ tale of not getting pregnant the first time, and why Lucia was foolish enough to agree (probably too embarrassed to ask at the time, silly wabbit!). That’ll teach them, though it’s a heck of a way to learn your lesson.
The bundle I’m not putting a lot of stock in is Marissa’s. We already know it’s a high risk pregnancy and she’s already a nervous wreck. Julia, I don’t think she’s faking (the doctor sent her in for a follow up to check how far along she was – which is odd since that’s something to get from a sonogram or asking when her last period was, but maybe the sonogram is the test she’s going for) but it’s possible it’s an ectopic pregnancy (the kind were the embryo gets implanted in the fallopian tubes instead of the uterus) or something along those lines which means she’ll have to abort (again!) because there’s no way she can carry it that way and Santi will have to stay for a while longer out of guilt. There’s also the possibility of a false positive (on the stick) if you have some sort of tumor that mucks up your hormone levels, but these are quite rare. Having said that, she’s already had all sorts of fibroids, etc., so it is a possibility.
Now for two items completely off-topic:
1) For those of you who have been suffering from Marcelo Cordoba (Ascanio in Pasion) withdrawal, he is currently appearing on a daytime TN called Juro Que Te Amo which airs on Univision at 3:00 PM EST and also features Mariana Karr. No clue how long it’s been playing though.
2)For those of you that loved La Fea (or simply love comedies) and have Telefutura (I got it right before Christmas when we switched to digital cable), they will soon be re-airing the original Colombian version, “Yo Soy Bety, La Fea” (I am Betty, the Ugly One). They haven’t listed a start date yet (only that it will be “muy pronto”) but I strongly suspect it will be in the daytime. I will post if I hear of a starting date and time.
I agree about our teen lovers, they will be changing diapers before this is thru. The irony is that both were warned (Charly by his dad and Lucia by her granny) that you MUST use condoms. No idea why Charly chose to believe the old wives’ tale of not getting pregnant the first time, and why Lucia was foolish enough to agree (probably too embarrassed to ask at the time, silly wabbit!). That’ll teach them, though it’s a heck of a way to learn your lesson.
The bundle I’m not putting a lot of stock in is Marissa’s. We already know it’s a high risk pregnancy and she’s already a nervous wreck. Julia, I don’t think she’s faking (the doctor sent her in for a follow up to check how far along she was – which is odd since that’s something to get from a sonogram or asking when her last period was, but maybe the sonogram is the test she’s going for) but it’s possible it’s an ectopic pregnancy (the kind were the embryo gets implanted in the fallopian tubes instead of the uterus) or something along those lines which means she’ll have to abort (again!) because there’s no way she can carry it that way and Santi will have to stay for a while longer out of guilt. There’s also the possibility of a false positive (on the stick) if you have some sort of tumor that mucks up your hormone levels, but these are quite rare. Having said that, she’s already had all sorts of fibroids, etc., so it is a possibility.
Now for two items completely off-topic:
1) For those of you who have been suffering from Marcelo Cordoba (Ascanio in Pasion) withdrawal, he is currently appearing on a daytime TN called Juro Que Te Amo which airs on Univision at 3:00 PM EST and also features Mariana Karr. No clue how long it’s been playing though.
2)For those of you that loved La Fea (or simply love comedies) and have Telefutura (I got it right before Christmas when we switched to digital cable), they will soon be re-airing the original Colombian version, “Yo Soy Bety, La Fea” (I am Betty, the Ugly One). They haven’t listed a start date yet (only that it will be “muy pronto”) but I strongly suspect it will be in the daytime. I will post if I hear of a starting date and time.
Someone on TNW said "Yo soy Betty la fea" starts 2/9, 10 PM. Many people say it's one of the best novelas ever. Pure genius, spectacular plot development, incredible character development, without many of the tired old TN devices (swapped babies, psychotic villian, competing galans, etc.). It doesn't have some of the annoying factors that LFMB had. OTOH, although the galan Armando was truly great, remember what Irmita said? "He's a nice boy, but you, you're Don Fernando!" In my book nothing matches the magic of LFMB. Then again, how many people got as obsessed as me? See BLF for yourself. I'm sure you'll like it.
Oh, and regarding Bárbara and the preg. test, I think they are demonstrating just what a chismosissima metiche (gossip-obsessed butt-insky) she is. If she would go to that extreme for "juicy" gossip...
Sorry, I couldn't resist. I'm bad.
Sorry, I couldn't resist. I'm bad.
Glad you all enjoyed the "raisins" story and loved your other interpretations. It's a phrase and a story I'll never forget, that's for sure.
Things got crazy last night. Instead of more snow, we got freezing rain. It's a hard slick crust out there and growing worse. Looks like we could be house-bound for a while although I bought a heavy duty ice chipper yesterday in addition to another snow shovel. Weather, here I come!!!
Things got crazy last night. Instead of more snow, we got freezing rain. It's a hard slick crust out there and growing worse. Looks like we could be house-bound for a while although I bought a heavy duty ice chipper yesterday in addition to another snow shovel. Weather, here I come!!!
Now onto our other topics. Bewitched Bothered and Bewildered is a beautiful song by Roger & Hart (written for the musical Pal Joey). But for me it was part of my mooney hopelessly in love with Jerry Dornberg freshman/sophmore year in college and I would sing Ella Fitzgerald's version of it constantly. (Also memorized the entire soundtrack of Sinatra's One More for the Road album lament) I'm a sucker for long lost love standards in any language.
And what sweeter language than the unspoken language in that elevator scene? When Santiago nonchalantly kissed her good-bye in a husbandly way, it spoke to the good part of being able to take someone for granted. He KNEW she loved him...so he could give her a light kiss knowing there would be more later...for years and years to come. That sort of "taking for granted" is a beautiful thing when it exists. May it be so in all your marriages.
And what sweeter language than the unspoken language in that elevator scene? When Santiago nonchalantly kissed her good-bye in a husbandly way, it spoke to the good part of being able to take someone for granted. He KNEW she loved him...so he could give her a light kiss knowing there would be more later...for years and years to come. That sort of "taking for granted" is a beautiful thing when it exists. May it be so in all your marriages.
As for the teenagers...I could not believe they got to "criterion behavior" (old pre-computer programming language) so quickly! Lordy, where was the buildup? the no-not-yet....give me a few more months...a few more years?...Jeez, Miss Candy waited until just before her wedding, kids! Really! Ay yi yi...does dating actually progress this quickly among teens now? Wait...forget it...I don't want to know. I have a granddaughter. I. Do. Not. Want. To. Know.
You can't get pregnant the 1st time! Clearly Charly must have aced his sex-ed class in school. Reminds me of the wisdom imparted to me in 6th grade by my friend Perfecto (I swear it's his real name)that you can get a girl pregnant by kissing her on the breast (actually not far wrong come to think of it). Unfortunately you are of course correct JudyB that if the randy young couple proceeds with this plan a pregnancy is inevitable. Let's hope that one of the adults interrupts this little adventure. I hate to point this out, but in TNlandia a spontaneous nosebleed in a child is the hallmark for leukemia. It looks the innocent little Chava is in for a bumpy ride. What did he ever do to deserve this? Oh yeah, that's right, he refused to pick up his little dog's poop. I thought this was a romantic comedy. Thanks JudyB, for another great recap. Carlos
No! No leukemia! Not fun!
Lucia needs to go straight to the pharmacy for the morning-after thing, and then wise up and remember all her grandmother's advice. If she was pregnant Santi would look like a total hypocrite yelling at her with his own novia knocked up. Either way I think there is a whole lot of freaking out in store for him. I was also surprised that Charly and Lucia got that far so quickly; she's only 15 and they haven't been dating that long.
Pat and Alicia are so gross. He doesn't even like her and would leave her if she didn't threaten suicide, yet he's excited about having a baby together? Yikes.
Lucia needs to go straight to the pharmacy for the morning-after thing, and then wise up and remember all her grandmother's advice. If she was pregnant Santi would look like a total hypocrite yelling at her with his own novia knocked up. Either way I think there is a whole lot of freaking out in store for him. I was also surprised that Charly and Lucia got that far so quickly; she's only 15 and they haven't been dating that long.
Pat and Alicia are so gross. He doesn't even like her and would leave her if she didn't threaten suicide, yet he's excited about having a baby together? Yikes.
JudyB, be very careful on that ice! So treacherous!
We had snow here for more than a week just before Christmas and I was more or less housebound for a few days (it wasn't more than a foot of snow, but Seattle is not geared up to cope with ANY) and that reminded me of why I left the northeast (I used to live in upstate NY). Not fun! I hope you're able to stay warm and entertained and not go anywhere.
We had snow here for more than a week just before Christmas and I was more or less housebound for a few days (it wasn't more than a foot of snow, but Seattle is not geared up to cope with ANY) and that reminded me of why I left the northeast (I used to live in upstate NY). Not fun! I hope you're able to stay warm and entertained and not go anywhere.
Wow Judy, great recap, lots of great comments, vocab, and you really know how to capture each scene without just reciting dialog (but if you had a crusty old newpaper editor, I guess you've had some prior experience!) I'm definitely taking notes on how you do it, to help with my recaps.
I totally agree with the quick jump from holding hands to "criterion behavior" for Lucia and Charly. What happened to the bases (first base, second base...)?
I know when I was that age we didn't even think of getting too far around the basepaths, and I had many nice evenings with my girlfriend, both of us in agreement as to limits. Oh well, as you say, maybe teenagers now are different. And I guess Donato and Santiago's fears were justified. But maybe instead of just saying use a condom, someone should have talked to them about the subject for more than two minutes. Oh well.
And Candy giving advice to Isabel about sex. I think Candy herself said she only had sex one time in her life, so is she really the expert? Now if they would talk to Alicia, or Pat.....:)
I totally agree with the quick jump from holding hands to "criterion behavior" for Lucia and Charly. What happened to the bases (first base, second base...)?
I know when I was that age we didn't even think of getting too far around the basepaths, and I had many nice evenings with my girlfriend, both of us in agreement as to limits. Oh well, as you say, maybe teenagers now are different. And I guess Donato and Santiago's fears were justified. But maybe instead of just saying use a condom, someone should have talked to them about the subject for more than two minutes. Oh well.
And Candy giving advice to Isabel about sex. I think Candy herself said she only had sex one time in her life, so is she really the expert? Now if they would talk to Alicia, or Pat.....:)
HdM, that was funny when Isabel was asking Candy for advice. "You're asking me?!?..."
Can you imagine the sort of sex advice you'd get from Pat or Alicia, though? I think it would be "Whenever, wherever. Whatever."
Can you imagine the sort of sex advice you'd get from Pat or Alicia, though? I think it would be "Whenever, wherever. Whatever."
Thanks for the recap Judy. Yes the times have changed regarding kids (teens)today. While I don't have any, I know from my friends who do and what they are going through with them (YIKES!!) Though I have to agree with Hombre, they just started kissing...no bases....no resistance
The elevator scene was sweet and sets us up nicely for the anvils to come.
The elevator scene was sweet and sets us up nicely for the anvils to come.
Oh man...you guys are cracking me up. It's okay to be housebound as long as I have my pals on-line to converse with (I know...dangling preposition...so sue me).
Actually I have to jockey for position on the computer with both my adult son (all university classes cancelled today) and my husband. Trying not to let my selfish gene get the best of me.
Glad I wasn't the only old fogey who was surprised at the speed of the young folks' courtship. And yes, I too think a conversation of longer than two minutes...and maybe about feelings, and responsibility and potential emotional hurt would all have been relevant in addition to the "use a condom" advice.
Hombre, I'll be laughing all day about your baseball imagery because yes, that was how we talked about it in my day also (I'm a wee bit ahead of you, mind...oh dang, probably a good decade but still...)
Julia, figured you were out West but Seattle? Lucky you. If I were headed West that's probably where I'd like to be...or maybe Portland. Years ago we lived in Washington state but God knows where it was (I was 5 and my dad was working on a DuPont project). All I can remember was no grass and lots and lots of dirt.
Actually I have to jockey for position on the computer with both my adult son (all university classes cancelled today) and my husband. Trying not to let my selfish gene get the best of me.
Glad I wasn't the only old fogey who was surprised at the speed of the young folks' courtship. And yes, I too think a conversation of longer than two minutes...and maybe about feelings, and responsibility and potential emotional hurt would all have been relevant in addition to the "use a condom" advice.
Hombre, I'll be laughing all day about your baseball imagery because yes, that was how we talked about it in my day also (I'm a wee bit ahead of you, mind...oh dang, probably a good decade but still...)
Julia, figured you were out West but Seattle? Lucky you. If I were headed West that's probably where I'd like to be...or maybe Portland. Years ago we lived in Washington state but God knows where it was (I was 5 and my dad was working on a DuPont project). All I can remember was no grass and lots and lots of dirt.
Oh my, now Dr. Carlos...is a child's spontaneous nosebleed only a sign of leukemia? But could this lead to some sort of blood test that would require something only the dad could donate?..so Candy would have to come clean to Patricio?
I know about what happens in the end stages of leukemia, unfortunately. Are nosebleeds ever associated with diabetes? A friend of mine with that condition has them a lot.
Okay, I'll stop. You don't need these questions, you're dealing with them all day long. Hope you and Connie keep those doggie pictures coming though. I love 'em.
I know about what happens in the end stages of leukemia, unfortunately. Are nosebleeds ever associated with diabetes? A friend of mine with that condition has them a lot.
Okay, I'll stop. You don't need these questions, you're dealing with them all day long. Hope you and Connie keep those doggie pictures coming though. I love 'em.
Hi Karen...sorry to hear that your experience with friends confirms the warp speed of dating and intimacy these days. I have friends from Palestine whose daughters are all in arranged marriages (but they agreed to the marriages after meeting the young men and getting to know them under careful supervision). I'm beginning to think that may be a better system, IF AND ONLY IF, the girls are freely agreeable as these gals were. (and they also all have careers so it's not just babies and laundry).
Whew...glad those days are over. Scary out there. Which reminds me, do you all remember when 60 Minutes did a story about some retirement village in Florida where the STD's were rampant because everybody was "dating" everybody else? EEEEuuuuuwwwwww.
Whew...glad those days are over. Scary out there. Which reminds me, do you all remember when 60 Minutes did a story about some retirement village in Florida where the STD's were rampant because everybody was "dating" everybody else? EEEEuuuuuwwwwww.
Ah...I just noticed Carlos that you said "in TNlandia". So this is TV medicine. Not for real. But still. Okay, rocky road for our little guy.
I'm crossing my fingers here that neither leukemia or a teen pregnancy are in the works here. Rosy's novleas tend to be on the light side so a seriously ill child, a teen pregnancy and Lord only knows what with Marissa seems to be overkill. Maybe the kids will just get an almighty scare and Charly unlike randy Pat will learn to keep his pants both on and zipped.
Permalink posted by : Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 12:55:00 PM EST
: Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 12:55:00 PM EST
JudyB, unfortunately, in TNlandia, a spontaneous nosebleed, especially in a child is as good as a bone marrow study for predicting the presence of leukemia. Of course in our world there are many other more common causes of nosebleed. Remember the young girl in QEs? I'm afraid it's just a matter of time before Chava has a fainting spell (probably during a soccer match). Let's all hope that he doesn't get Alonso as his oncologist; he has a dismal record treating leukemia. Actually the success rate in treating childhood (or adult for that matter) is extremely high, depending on the variety of course. I do suspect that Patricio will be called on to be a bone marrow donor. Carlos
Good thinking, Decie Girl. Hope you're right. Maybe at most, Lucia will be "late", get a good scare and be a sadder but wiser (or at least better equipped) girl.
Is it just me or does Marissa look seriously crazy and maybe a little on the hyperthyroid side with those bulging eyes. It's not just the makeup that makes her look so weird, methinks.
Is it just me or does Marissa look seriously crazy and maybe a little on the hyperthyroid side with those bulging eyes. It's not just the makeup that makes her look so weird, methinks.
Paula...just glanced back at your music discussion..."It Might As Well Be Spring" is from the movie State Fair. I have a lovely version where Dick Haymes sings it....but he's far too old for you to remember. One of Rita Hayworth's husbands and a great singer. Husband. Bad. Singer. Good.
Thanks Doc. Appreciate the info. This definitely is a foreshadowing then. When Chava does faint, all of us are going to be hopping up and down on our respective couches saying, Carlos called it! Carlos called it!
We know London is gray and foggy, and Paris is the City of Lights. But I think for our Grand Tour, Paris may be darker than London was. Leukemia, teen pregnancy, Marissa starting to nut up, and tonight's triangle:
C: I'm in love.
M: I'm infanticipating.
S: I'm in a mess.
I think Candy & Santi's phase of hamsters and popcorn - lighthearted times of stolen kisses - can't survive the new environment. Plus, we can tell the Pat encounter is getting closer, since the teasers are so much closer. I think Act II will be darker.
Regaring Lucía's sex talk, Isabel's message, and Meño's as well, was essentially, "I know you're going to have sex, so just don't get pregnant." Luc ignored the condom part, but she certainly took the rest to heart. As Judy said, no talk of responsibility, commitment, emotional harm, lifelong love, nothing. Essentially, "When you have strong feelings, you have sex. Period. Or no period if you don't take precautions." Luc did exactly what was expected of her, and darned quickly, too.
Then again, isn't that he whole message of novelas?
Judy, regaring arranged marriages. I once heard that under Jewish law (Mosaic or Mishna? Not sure) a woman had the legal right to refuse her parents' choice of husband. In a time when women in most cultures had NO rights (my cow doesn't have rights, why should my daughter?), it was exceptional that a girl had legal right of refusal.
C: I'm in love.
M: I'm infanticipating.
S: I'm in a mess.
I think Candy & Santi's phase of hamsters and popcorn - lighthearted times of stolen kisses - can't survive the new environment. Plus, we can tell the Pat encounter is getting closer, since the teasers are so much closer. I think Act II will be darker.
Regaring Lucía's sex talk, Isabel's message, and Meño's as well, was essentially, "I know you're going to have sex, so just don't get pregnant." Luc ignored the condom part, but she certainly took the rest to heart. As Judy said, no talk of responsibility, commitment, emotional harm, lifelong love, nothing. Essentially, "When you have strong feelings, you have sex. Period. Or no period if you don't take precautions." Luc did exactly what was expected of her, and darned quickly, too.
Then again, isn't that he whole message of novelas?
Judy, regaring arranged marriages. I once heard that under Jewish law (Mosaic or Mishna? Not sure) a woman had the legal right to refuse her parents' choice of husband. In a time when women in most cultures had NO rights (my cow doesn't have rights, why should my daughter?), it was exceptional that a girl had legal right of refusal.
Speaking of the King of Rome and what a guy I once knew spoke of as "advanced social processes", the current issue of Wired has an illuminating article on the dating scene:
http://www.wired.com/gadgets/wireless/magazine/17-02/lp_guineapig
Sorry, Paula, I don't know how to embed them links good like you. Army 1, Air Force 0. ;-)
Anyway, start with the second para of the story. Charly & Lucia are techno and sexually retarded apparently.
http://www.wired.com/gadgets/wireless/magazine/17-02/lp_guineapig
Sorry, Paula, I don't know how to embed them links good like you. Army 1, Air Force 0. ;-)
Anyway, start with the second para of the story. Charly & Lucia are techno and sexually retarded apparently.
I have a terrible vision of Lucia's delight when she discovers she is finally growing the 'bubis' she wants so badly, and her horror at discovering why. Hope I'm wrong.
Wonderful title, Judy. Watch it on that ice, we don't want you breaking your writing arms!! (or anything else!)
Carlos, our son used to have truly amazing nosebleeds that lasted exactly 10 minutes. You could set your watch by them. After several ears they just stopped. If we had any idea he could have leukemia we would have worn him out hauling him to doctors. He's a healthy 30 year old now...
Wonderful title, Judy. Watch it on that ice, we don't want you breaking your writing arms!! (or anything else!)
Carlos, our son used to have truly amazing nosebleeds that lasted exactly 10 minutes. You could set your watch by them. After several ears they just stopped. If we had any idea he could have leukemia we would have worn him out hauling him to doctors. He's a healthy 30 year old now...
Mike, I shall deign to teach you how to post a link. Consider it noblesse oblige.
To post to the Caray home page, for example, you would enter
<a href="http://caraycaray.blogspot.com/">Caray Homepage</a>
To post to the Caray home page, for example, you would enter
<a href="http://caraycaray.blogspot.com/">Caray Homepage</a>
But, Paula, First Sergeant Skidmore said hypertext markup language was an unnatcherul ack like burning incense in the barracks. Even so, lessee if this works:
Naughty GPS
Naughty GPS
Alas, that ice is now covered up by about 5 inches of snow. We got bumped up from a level 1 snow emergency to level 2. And while the street plowing is excellent in our little city-suburb, it leaves a wall of snow at the foot of the looong driveway. Just when you're at your maximum pooped condition, you face the wall. Ugh. Trying to gear up and go out there but it's more fun "talking" to you guys.
Regarding the marriage and the right of refusal,Paula, there is also the tricky part of you CAN refuse, but how will you be treated if you refuse someone your parents really think you should marry? This particular family is very educated and enlightened but the father did refuse to let his youngest daughter marry someone she had met at work, someone educated and a Muslim, who just did not "impress" him when he met the young man. This last daughter is heartbroken. So...again, not perfect. But what is?
Regarding the marriage and the right of refusal,Paula, there is also the tricky part of you CAN refuse, but how will you be treated if you refuse someone your parents really think you should marry? This particular family is very educated and enlightened but the father did refuse to let his youngest daughter marry someone she had met at work, someone educated and a Muslim, who just did not "impress" him when he met the young man. This last daughter is heartbroken. So...again, not perfect. But what is?
Wow...you're a fast learner, Mike. But then I also know Paula is an excellent teacher. Man...fantastic.
Judy, we don't get that much snow over here in Hampton Roads and there's plenty of real estate to be had, so how sick of that stuff are you...?
I'm with Carlos. Nosebleed=leukemia just like fainting or nausea=pregnancy. In real life, not such a 1:1 correspondence. Too bad, but I'm sure Chavo will recover instantly. Remember when Rulli got leukemia in ??, he was at death's door, then he got treated and instant recovery. Also not as in real life. Candy makes a horrible, horrible clown. My daughter had (and at age 25 still has) a clown phobia.
Mike. War stories. In our barracks, there was the men's part and the women's part, never the twain shall meet. But the laundry room was common ground, so people liked to stay in the laundry room for hours on end. At one morning formation, our First Sergeant Nieves, in his thick accent, said, "You don't need to be watching the watching maCHines. I catch you watching the watching maCHines, you be in a HEAP of trouble!"
As a kid I used to get nosebleeds. My mother finally took me to the doctor and he said I had surface veins i. e. veins that were close to the skin and that if it kept up they would cauterize them. Then they stopped.
A couple of years ago I was in a lounge at the airport in Atlanta after flying from Tucson and I got one. When I later asked the doctor she said it could have been because of the dryness of the air or cold something my nurse daughter also said. I can tell you that since childhood I panic at nosebleeds and that I have never outgrown. End of story so Chava's nosebleed may not be the sign of gloom and doom. Fingers crossed.
As for Marissa looking so crazy, the actress ALWAYS looks like that and at least she isn't the vivid shade of orange she usually is. If anyone saw it, recall her crazy look in La Madrastra. The actress also has had some bad plastic surgery (which she admits) that also contributes to some of her odd expressions.
A couple of years ago I was in a lounge at the airport in Atlanta after flying from Tucson and I got one. When I later asked the doctor she said it could have been because of the dryness of the air or cold something my nurse daughter also said. I can tell you that since childhood I panic at nosebleeds and that I have never outgrown. End of story so Chava's nosebleed may not be the sign of gloom and doom. Fingers crossed.
As for Marissa looking so crazy, the actress ALWAYS looks like that and at least she isn't the vivid shade of orange she usually is. If anyone saw it, recall her crazy look in La Madrastra. The actress also has had some bad plastic surgery (which she admits) that also contributes to some of her odd expressions.
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: Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 3:22:00 PM EST
Melinama...did she see that horrible movie about the clown popping out of the TV? My youngest did, thanks to her older siblings, and definitely has a thing about clowns. I think it's also connected with saying He's baaaaack!" Unhallowed ground and all that.
When I was six I saw a terrible Saturday morning serial (along with the cartoons) called the Crimson Ghost. Since it was in black and white, you saw a skeleton, clothed in a black shroud, who killed people by putting electric collars on them and sizzling them to death. Great fare for the kiddies. The one time in my childhood I could have had my own room and I was so terrified of the dark after that, I moved in with my older sister.
And Mike, yes, I think there are a lot of states that would be willing to ship you some extra snow. Ohio included. I keep shoveling little by little but there's nowhere to put it! Haven't made it down to the daunting mound yet. But I will, by golly!
When I was six I saw a terrible Saturday morning serial (along with the cartoons) called the Crimson Ghost. Since it was in black and white, you saw a skeleton, clothed in a black shroud, who killed people by putting electric collars on them and sizzling them to death. Great fare for the kiddies. The one time in my childhood I could have had my own room and I was so terrified of the dark after that, I moved in with my older sister.
And Mike, yes, I think there are a lot of states that would be willing to ship you some extra snow. Ohio included. I keep shoveling little by little but there's nowhere to put it! Haven't made it down to the daunting mound yet. But I will, by golly!
Decie Girl, the only thing I've seen that actress in was Amor Sin Limites, which I seldom watched because it was both creepy and stupid. But she seemed lower key and more normal looking in that one. And definitely thinner and not so über-voluptuous. Missed the Madrastra...wasn't that by the same strange person who is doing FELS?
Glad your nosebleeds are over and sorry the anxiety remains. However, that's understandable. Certainly seeing a nosebleed is scary as hell, I can't imagine what having one feels like.
Oh, and Melinama, it gripes my sould that they make fainting a "normal" part of pregnancy. I never fainted once. In fact I feel better when pregnant than at any other time of life, other than the fatigue the first few months. If I had my 'druthers, I'd be 6 to 9 months pregnant all the time. Or if they had a drug that produced the same effect (they probably do..prednisone) I'd be tempted to take it.
Matter of fact I could use some right now so I could go back to tearing up that driveway!
Glad your nosebleeds are over and sorry the anxiety remains. However, that's understandable. Certainly seeing a nosebleed is scary as hell, I can't imagine what having one feels like.
Oh, and Melinama, it gripes my sould that they make fainting a "normal" part of pregnancy. I never fainted once. In fact I feel better when pregnant than at any other time of life, other than the fatigue the first few months. If I had my 'druthers, I'd be 6 to 9 months pregnant all the time. Or if they had a drug that produced the same effect (they probably do..prednisone) I'd be tempted to take it.
Matter of fact I could use some right now so I could go back to tearing up that driveway!
Well I'm bummed that the consensus seems to be nosebleed=leukemia cause Chava is a cutie. However, this will necessitate the true identity of Chava's father.
Judy, where in OH are you? I ask b/c I'm here in IN and classes got canceled at IU as well. I should try to shovel but we'll see. Stay warm and don't strain yourself
Judy, where in OH are you? I ask b/c I'm here in IN and classes got canceled at IU as well. I should try to shovel but we'll see. Stay warm and don't strain yourself
Yep, I'm on board with the nosebleed = leukemia crew. Definitely. Real life has nothing to do with it.
And I'm am thrilled to death about it because it will definitely mean the end of this charade for Candy.
She will be FORCED to seek Pato out somehow for a marrow transplant donor, and of course he'll match and Chava will be cured and more drama will be created from all of this, a writer's dream.
Don't worry, they won't kill Chava off.
Didn't see this epi yet, but man talk about detailed and LONG...good job sticking with it Judy. Hysterical title.
I am realy going to have to try and abbreviate tonight. Just no time!!!
And I'm am thrilled to death about it because it will definitely mean the end of this charade for Candy.
She will be FORCED to seek Pato out somehow for a marrow transplant donor, and of course he'll match and Chava will be cured and more drama will be created from all of this, a writer's dream.
Don't worry, they won't kill Chava off.
Didn't see this epi yet, but man talk about detailed and LONG...good job sticking with it Judy. Hysterical title.
I am realy going to have to try and abbreviate tonight. Just no time!!!
Thanks for the 411 on Betty Paula. I just saw that it was coming up and assumed it was in the daytime as I watch the channel during the day and most of the ads they show are for daytime stuff. I'll post if I hear something different, but for now, I think folks should take your data if they want to catch Betty. I shall do my best to avoid it as I'm already watching waaaaaay to much TV and seriously need to cut down if I plan to get anything done ;)
Hi Karen. Are you in Bloomington? I got my BA and MA and all but the PhD thesis in French language and literature there a few gazillion years ago.
Went to high school in Indianapolis (Short)ridge and my brother still lives there.
I'm in Columbus now. My husband is a retired prof from OSU.
You all get the terrible weather usually a day before it hits us. And it was bad this time. Beautiful...absolutely beautiful. But driving extremely hazardous and shoveling snow and then chipping out the ice underneath fun at first and then oh so tiring!
Went to high school in Indianapolis (Short)ridge and my brother still lives there.
I'm in Columbus now. My husband is a retired prof from OSU.
You all get the terrible weather usually a day before it hits us. And it was bad this time. Beautiful...absolutely beautiful. But driving extremely hazardous and shoveling snow and then chipping out the ice underneath fun at first and then oh so tiring!
Fuego...I told Melinama on the FELS line that we all envy her ability to rip off a short succint one that covers all the points and is funny.
I tend to just trudge through scene after scene. Last night I did experiment with using different colored pens ( I love the Papermate gel pens) for the different scenes. Otherwise I'm peering at chicken scratch in the dim light of the library wondering what the heck I wrote and about whom!?
Of course you may be one of those clever types with a laptop who can write the recap while watching. I think that's how our amazing Nick does it.
I tend to just trudge through scene after scene. Last night I did experiment with using different colored pens ( I love the Papermate gel pens) for the different scenes. Otherwise I'm peering at chicken scratch in the dim light of the library wondering what the heck I wrote and about whom!?
Of course you may be one of those clever types with a laptop who can write the recap while watching. I think that's how our amazing Nick does it.
Thanks for the heads up on BLF. I tried to watch it a few years ago when it aired on (I think) Univision but I spoke NO Spanish and finally gave it up. Wish I got Telefutura, I would love to give it another try.
Dang, I just know nosebleed=leukemia or some other dreadful disease. I hope it's just a plot device for calling in the real dad. If Chava ends up dying I will be royally PO'd! So Kris, you promise he won't die??? Nah, surely they wouldn't do away with such a major character. Right?
Dang, I just know nosebleed=leukemia or some other dreadful disease. I hope it's just a plot device for calling in the real dad. If Chava ends up dying I will be royally PO'd! So Kris, you promise he won't die??? Nah, surely they wouldn't do away with such a major character. Right?
C'mon now...people don't die in romantic comedies...not even the bad guys. Certainly not our adorable little Chava.
Will be anxiously awaiting your recap, Fuego...opted to watch the Buckeyes play tonight (We won!) so I missed out on Tontas, other than what we saw last night in the previews.
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Will be anxiously awaiting your recap, Fuego...opted to watch the Buckeyes play tonight (We won!) so I missed out on Tontas, other than what we saw last night in the previews.
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