In my mind, I'm five years old having a high old time wandering and wondering. In reality, I'm now approaching my late 60s, wowza! I tell you a lot of creativity is still to be found in this old young self. In you, too, whatever your age. Welcome to my barefoot world!
The Missus Lady knew right away what movie she wanted me to review for the letter H. Mewwww. The movie is labeled a romantic comedy. Considering the subject matter, it's the best way to go. Female hysteria. Both Missus Lady and Hero Man had no idea that was a medical thing, and a very common diagnosis at that. Treatment was manual stimulation by a professional physician. I kid you not. Purrrrrrrr. The other night Missus Lady was wondering if there was a connection between hysteria and hysterectomy. It turns out yeah. The root hystera comes from the Greek, meaning of the womb . According to the Wikipedia article about female hysteria, the condition was known way back in ancient Greece times. Some Greek eggheads thought that a woman's womb wandered about her body, I suppose like a snake, causing all kinds of havoc. What's interesting is that female hysteria stopped being a major complaint in the 1900s. Could it be because of a certain invention? Let me assure y
Hero Man and Missus Lady watched two bank heist movies recently. I thought that was unusual because they don't normally like that kind of movie. But, then they weren't the usual slick, devilish robbery films with young or younger folks. No. The main characters are in their 70s. Mewwwwwwww. One movie was made in England, while the other was based in the United States. The story lines are similar. The seniors are upstanding citizens who manage to live comfortably on their limited income. Then, pow! their former companies announce that they are doing poorly so they must decrease or stop the monthly current pensions. Mewwwwwww. Golden Years (2016) Setting: Southwest England (filming was done in Bristol and the Cotswolds) Arthur and Martha become criminals by accident. Arthur is standing by the bank door when the armored car guard bumps into Arthur and is knocked out cold. The locked satchel full of money pops out of the truck. Arthur's reaction: Take the money an
I woke up to a heavy fog cover this morning. If I didn't know better, I would've said no eclipse for us today. I kn e w better. About 15 minutes before the total eclipse, I put on my sunglasses, grabbed a stool, and went out to sit on the driveway. Molly the Cat followed me out the door but she swerved to the right to stare at the pine cone covered with spider web nudged in the fence. The Husband came out seconds later. "You aren't going to see anything." "Sure I will." He went back into the house only to return with a cup of coffee for me. Such a guy! "Where are the cards?" I asked. He had pricked 3x5 cards for us to view the eclipse. "You're not going to see anything." "You don't know that." He sighed. Still, he went inside and fetched the cards. While he was gone, I looked up into the sky. It sure seemed like I could see the outline of the sun through the fog cover. For sure, the sky was ge
Hello ABC Wednesday visitors! We're six weeks into the alphabet, so if this is your first time to the blog, welcome. My name is Molly the Cat, and I'm writing movie reviews for this ABCW round. The Missus Lady, one of my humans and the writer of this blog, is letting me try out my words. Nice of her, don't you think? Missus Lady usually has two or three choices for me to pick from. Today's pick is one that the Missus Lady saw more than several years ago, way before my time. I chose it anyway because the Missus Lady liked it so much, and it introduced her to Gerard Butler. Purrrrrrr. Dear Frankie (2004) Setting: Greenock, Scotland This is a story about a mother who loves her young son so much that she is willing to lie about his father. Nine-year-old Frankie, his mom, Lizzie, and grandmother are constantly moving because they are running away from Frankie's abusive dad. But, Frankie doesn't know that his dad is a bad dude or that they're avo
Before I could end my transaction at the Stationary Box Store, the clerk held up a piece of paper and asked, "Do you know about the store's promotion for a special protection glass for your iPhone?" "No," I answered. The clerk continued his spiel. "Wait, wait," I interrupted. "We don't have an iPhone?" "We still have a flip top disposable phone," the Husband added. "This glass can protect your watches," said the clerk. I help up my bare wrists. "We don't wear watches." The clerk was quite disappointed. We weren't. Giggle.
It was so gooooood to get home this afternoon. We spent over an hour stuck on a barely moving rural road, which normally would've taken 10 minutes to drive. I feel sorry for the commuters. They have to deal with this every work day. We three—the Husband, Molly the Cat, and I—live in an agricultural area in which the only way in and out of town are two-lane highways and back roads. It was not a big deal until maybe five or so years ago when construction of proposed developments approved 20 or so years ago finally went into full force. The building moratorium was dropped, which was imposed because the City had to fix its screwy sewage system. Bam! Bam! Bam! The bummer about this is that many people who work in Hollister live other places because they can't afford the homes. As for the people moving into the new homes, they drive the two-lane highways and back roads to Hwy 101, the main highway to the cities where they work. Our roads are essentially impacted teeth. The
Purrrrrrr. I had a great day yesterday. The Missus Lady and Hero Man said it was my birthday and that I was seven (seven!) years old. I got extra petting, extra cooing, and extra time outside. I also caught a bird which I brought into the house. The Humans had no idea I found it until almost dinner time. Purrrrrrrr. In honor of my bird day, I picked this movie for you this week. The Eagle Huntress (2016) Setting: The plains of Mongolia This is a docu mentary about A isholpan, a 1 3 year old nomad girl, whose father is teaching her to be a golden eagle hunter. That is a very cherished profession in their culture, which is passed on from one generation to the next. O nly the males can bec o me eagle hunters, because, as it usually goes, females do not have what it takes to handle eagles while galloping on horses . Aisholpan's father, having no sons, was not going to let his profession die with him. Good for him! From the start of her training, A isholpan shows that s
Whoooooo-hoooo! Our olive tree has its first olive. It's a cute little olive. Our olive tree is two years old, which we bought at our local olive festival in its six-inch pot of glory. It's about two feet tall today. One day it'll go into the ground. My, oh, my, think of all the olives that it may produce. What shall we name our first lovely olive? How about Daisy?
Gidget . The Flying Nun . Sybil . Norma Rae . Smokey and the Bandit . Murphy's Romance . Punchline . Where the Heart Is . T hose are some of the TV shows and movies that starred, says Missus Lady, the spunky, good-hearted, awesomely talented, versatile, delightful Sally Field. They were all before my time. But, not this movie I'm talking about today. I love Sally Field. She's a cutie, a darling, and a sweetheart . Like me. Purrrrrrrrr. Hello, My Name is Doris (2016) Setting: New York City Doris is a 60-something single, never-been-married, woman who had been living with her mother for maybe most, if not all, of her life. The story opens with us learning that Doris's mom recently passed away and being encouraged by her brother, and indecently urged by the brother's wife, to downsize their mother's belongings, which Doris ignores. Good for her! Doris has flights of fancy, s o she sometimes gets caught looking weird and goofy. Doris has a crush on John