I’m a big fan of the Rose is Rose comic strip. I particularly liked last Sunday’s edition. What a poignant reminder to put the technology down and really pay attention to what is around us.
I’m reading Forever, Erma, a collection of Erma Bombeck’s columns from throughout her career. One in particular caught my eye.
“Lost Identity” originally published September 18, 1965 in response to women asking Erma her opinion on how to find their lost identity. In the column she light-heartedly explains her own view of personal identity and how easy it is to feel question it when you are commonly referred to as so-and-so’s wife or mother.
Erma discusses the difficulty housewives (remember, this was 1965) have in taking time for themselves to be their own person.
Her approach to resolving this for herself one day was this:
What I represent to other people isn’t half as important as what I represent to myself. One day as I stood studying my reflection in the skillet lid, I plopped it down, went back to the bedroom, put my hair up in curlers and changed my dress. I put a dab of perfume behind each ear and returned to the kitchen. When asked where I was going, I snapped, “I’m going out to the garbage can all by myself!” No one understood. But I felt better.
I’ve definitely had days where I dressed up a bit to alter my own mood. It does wonders for the ego, I think. When you feel good about how you look, you walk taller, feel more confident, and generally can relax and be yourself.
Erma later says that she likes to think identity “isn’t lost at all–just buried temporarily under a stack of ironing, a book that needs covering or a basket of mending.”
All I could think after reading her column was “oh my goodness, I never covered stepson’s math book!” Maybe I should read it again.
On the CMT awards the other night the opening sequence was a discussion between Bill Engvall (one of my favorite comedians) and Taylor Swift (one of my favorite singers) about her dreams.
She dreamed of being in the new Star Trek movie so they showed a clip of her patched in to a scene. She dreamed of being an NFL player so they cut to a clip showing her in the Tennessee Titans locker room geared up getting into game mode with one of the players.
Then she said she wanted to be in a rap video with T-Pain. The result was this…
You can see the video in higher quality on CMT if you prefer. WordPress won’t let me embed that version.
In case you have missed the last couple of days posts, I explained on Monday that one of my favorite childhood memories was wearing thin my grandma’s video tape of the Smothers Brothers performing with the Boston Pops Orchestra in a 1980s television special. I knew (okay, still know) every line word-for-word. Here is the big finish from that performance.
Part 4: Poor Wandering One
In case you have missed the last couple of days posts, I explained on Monday that one of my favorite childhood memories was wearing thin my grandma’s video tape of the Smothers Brothers performing with the Boston Pops Orchestra in a 1980s television special. I knew (okay, still know) every line word-for-word. Here is part three of that performance.
Part 3: Yo-Yo Man
Yes, yo-yo tricks are involved.
Check back tomorrow for the fourth and final part!
Yesterday I explained that one of my favorite childhood memories was wearing thin my grandma’s video tape of the Smothers Brothers performing with the Boston Pops Orchestra in a 1980s television special. Here is part two of that performance.
Part 2: Quando Caliente El Sol
Come back tomorrow to see Part 3!
When I was growing up, my parents used to take me to see my grandparents in Florida every summer. One of my grandmas had a few video tapes that we used to request seeing while we were there. For me it was the Smothers Brothers playing with the Boston Pops on a 1980s television special.
In case you aren’t familiar with the Smothers Brothers, they were two brothers who sang folk songs interspersed with comedy. They had their own TV show back in the black-and-white days before being fired for being controversial.
Back to the point, my grandmother, bless her heart, sat through this video with me almost daily during every summer visit for probably 10 years. I couldn’t get enough. It didn’t matter that I knew it word-for-word, I laughed just as hard in every viewing.
I’ve tried finding Smothers Brothers videos online a couple times over the past few years and was always unsuccessful. Tonight, however, was my lucky night. I found the four songs that made up that TV special and I have been chuckling away in front of my computer, still singing along and anticipating every line.
This week I am going to share one video each day, starting tonight with part one.
Part 1: Boil That Cabbage Down
Come back tomorrow for Part 2!