Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter C


Missus Lady can watch a great romance story over and over. And over again. I don't know how many times she has watched the different versions of Pride and Prejudice and Jane Eyre. She always stops at Two Weeks Notice, with Sandra Bullock and Hugh Grant, when she's channel surfing and Hero Man is not sitting next to her. If he is, she grabs for the remote and flips to the movie during commercials.

Hero Man is fine with watching any movie once. But, he might think differently about this week's movie pick that they both enjoyed. It's another British film, by the way.

Cuban Fury (2014)

Settings: Office and dance floor, somewhere in England.

Bruce is 39 years old, shy, overweight, and unhappy, trudging from home to work to home day after day. At work he is hounded by his disgusting colleague Drew. If Bruce ever fought back, he would winMeeeeewwwwww!

Bruce used to be full of energy and spirit when he was a youngster. He was in fact a junior salsa dancing prince. He lived to salsa. Then one day, while he was in costume heading for a competition, he got beat up by a bunch of imbecilic boys.

Poor Bruce. That was the end of his salsa career. And, joy.

Back to the present. One day Bruce gets a new boss, Julia, who is a gorgeous, smart, and witty American. Bruce is in love. But he thinks he has no chance when creepy Drew tells him that he's going to have Julia. By chance (of course) Bruce learns that Julia loves to salsa

Out of shape, can Bruce salsa again? Can he win Julia's heart with his salsa? Can he feel joy again with salsa?

Bruce is played by Nick Frost, who is Simon Pegg's partner in a whole bunch of comedies, such as Paul, The World's End, and Hot Fuzz. Missus Lady thinks Mr. Frost is a teddy bear of a cutie. Both she and Hero Man loved the dance scenes and were impressed that Mr. Frost did his own dancing. Salsa music is fast-paced and long. A lot of constant movement going on. Very tiring. Meeewwwww. Prior to the shooting of the movie, Mr. Frost practiced salsa in the dance studio six to seven hours, five to six days a week, for seven months.  That's dedication!

The movie was based on an idea by the talented Mr. Frost. This was a fun and sweet movie. Purrrrrrrrrrr. 




A note from Su-sieee! Mac: Tis the letter B at ABC Wednesday. Click here to join Molly and me to read what others have written for the theme. Maybe you'll want to link up with it, too. Thanks, ABCW team!

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Feast Day of Santiago


Today is the anniversary of the day that we celebrated the Daddy's birthday. He would've been 112 this year.

The Daddy was born on July 15, 1905, but most of his formal papers show July 25. This is my theory for the discrepancy: His baptismal document, the only legal paper he had about his birth, was in Spanish, the primary language of the Philippines back then. Spanish was not the Daddy's family's first language. And, I suppose nobody cared when the Daddy signed a contract in 1928 to go to Hawaii to work on the sugar plantations, nor when he joined the Army during WWII or he became a naturalized U.S. citizen.

When the Daddy was born, the Philippines was in transition from being a Spanish colony to a United States territory. The Daddy said that when he was a baby his parents ran him up into the mountains to hide during the war. The Daddy was surprised when I told him that it wasn't Spain the Filipinos were fighting, but the United States. I'm not sure if ever believed his "rebel" of a daughter at the time.

The Filipinos helped the Americans kick the Spanish out of the Philippines during the Spanish-American War, with the promise that the Filipinos would finally govern their own country.  The Americans lied.  Nothing new about that when it comes to one country invading another. The Americans called the war an "insurrection" and said it ended in 1902. Nope.

Anyway, the Daddy's baptismal paper stated that the baby Santiago, who had been born 10 days earlier, was baptized on July 25, 1905, the feast day for St. Santiago, also known as Saint James the Apostle, in the village of Santiago, Ilocos Sur.

I still wonder if the Daddy was named after the village, the saint, or the fact that it was the saint's feast day.

Happy Birthday to the Daddy!












Sunday, July 23, 2017

Succulents


I don't think I'm there yet—a succulent crazy mama.

I did go to a succulent and cactus show a couple months of ago. It was something to do. It was free.

And, yeah, okay I did buy $30 worth of plants, which I finally planted in that ceramic planter above.  The purchases were the orange and red moon cactuses, that spiny looking tree, the cactus with the tiny white flowers on the right that's blending with the white rocks, and the succulent in the metal planter on the left. Maybe that little succulent in the center of the bowl. I can't recall. I also can't remember if I kept their name tags.

Yesterday, I dug out the Mama's spindly looking aloe vera plants in the back yard. They were nesting next to the apricot tree and geraniums,  getting too much water and not enough sun.  I thought I would plant them today in a sunnier part of the backyard, but I felt too tired. Maybe tomorrow morning, I'll at least stick the largest plants into the ground, and a few of the new growth in old shoes.

Yes, shoes. I have two bags full of the Mama's and my old shoes to turn into planters for succulents. I don't know about the Mama's platform shoes, maybe they'll become part of a border. That might look cool, don't you think?

I tell you if it weren't for gardening, I don't know how I would've coped with everything these past 15 months.



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Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter B


The Humans watch a lot of British black comedies because the Missus Lady loves the quick, dry wit of the British writers. They don't even have to try to be funny, she says.  I don't know what she means. Purrrrrrr. I hear no complaints from the Hero Man so he must think the same way.

The Legend of Barney Thomson (2015) 

Setting: In and around Glasgow

The Missus Lady says this film is wonderfully absurd. The main character is meek, bland barber Barney Thomson who has no customer service skills, so over the years he got pushed further into a corner where no customer wants to sit.

One evening after the barber shop closes, Barney and the manager have a heart to heart about woeful Barney that ends in an inadvertent push and shove, the manager dead, and a finally living large Barney. It was an accident so why didn't Barney quipppp just say so instead of hiding the body? Hero Man says if that was the case, there would be no movie.

Because the shop is shorthanded, Barney gets more customers. His confidence is boosted. Good. But, then Barney accidently kills another fellow barber and becomes the police's number one suspect. The police actually thinks Barney is a serial killer. Barney does his best to be one step ahead of the police.

The funniest lines, according to Missus Lady, belong to Emma Thompson who is purrrrrrrrty hilarious as Barney's way-out mum. She has no problems helping Barney dispose of the bodies, to Barney's misfortune. Here's an amuuusing fact: Ms. Thompson is a few years older than the actor who plays her son.

Cool cat Robert Carlyle, the actor who plays Rumpelstiltskin on Once Upon a Time, plays Barney. He also directed this movie. For a first-time director, he did quite well. The movie won the best feature film in the 2015 BAFTA Scotland Awards.




'A note from Su-sieee! Mac: Tis the letter B at ABC Wednesday. Click here to join Molly and me to read what others have written for the theme, and maybe link up, too. Thanks, ABCW team!

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

See the Strange Thing!


Come See the Strange Thing!

Posters called out to the Husband and me once upon a time at the county fair.

Only a Dollar!

How could we resist?

We walked up to the counter, plunked down our two bucks, and entered the tent.

Pictures and articles were plastered on the wall. I didn't want to read. I wanted instant gratification. Where is the Strange Thing!?

Then. . . . Eeeeeeeeeeeew!

On display was a shriveled up something that looked like a dried up armadillo. Yuck. The Strange Thing! was said to be a blood-sucking creature called a chupacabra.

Was it real? Qué sera, sera? The Internet mostly says the chupacabra is an urban legend, but that doesn't keep the curious from conducting field research.

Years later the Husband and I crack up whenever one of us brings up The Strange Thing! Have we learned our lesson? Will we plunk down hard-earned cash to see the next Strange Thing! at a county fair? Qué sera, sera?

By the way, we have our own little strange thing sitting on the kitchen window ledge. (Did you think I'd ever get to that?) It's definitely for real, our strange thing is. It's a citron, a kind of lemon, which also goes by the name of Buddha's Hand.

Don't let the photo fool you about its size. It's nearly three inches long and two-and-a-half inches high. Pretty strange, but kind of cute. Giggle.


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