Let's all hope that next year all of our troubles really will be out of sight.
In the mean time, you all try and enjoy yourselves, you hear me ?!
Our latest mystery photo above is none other than Jo Anne Worley of "Laugh In" fame, sans her feather boa and trademark beehive coiffure. This photo of Jo Anne Worley comes from the 1955 Lowellian, her high school year book where she was listed as "School Comedienne."
Every year I make cranberry bread for Thanksgiving, specifically "Grandma's famous cranberry bread" from the above treasured book of my youth Cranberry Thanksgiving by Wendy and harry Devlin.
we were late in getting into the Cafe this morning as the manger did not show up until a half hour before opening. It seems that she had an avian situation at her house. What she thought was a baby swan had alighted on her porch and was trying to get into her house every time she opened her door. It turns out that this was a white duck, and what animal control believes to be, a domesticated white duck, hence the urgency to get indoors. This caused the keeper of the keys to be two hours late in opening up, thus shortening the full hour for set up into 15 minutes!!!
And due to the rush, Ilduce was relegated to helping the cook carry up supplies from the basement. Did you know that a sealed bottle of sour milk can generate enough force to POP the cover off it's container thus showering an unsuspecting waiter with sour milk moments before he is due to serve lunch ?????
So I'm home on a Sunday night drinking a little malbec and watching some bad horror film(I'm addicted) and who should appear on screen in a small part as a preacher in "Ghost town" but Gil Gerard, formally Buck Rogers
I wish I could say he's held up over time but somehow he's plummeted from datable(yes I found him attractive in Buck Rogers) to random uncle you might have to hug on the holidays.
To my mind, there's not enough bakers falling downstairs on TV nowadays.
THE WAY IT WAS Hope Lange answered a “Help Wanted, Female” ad in a newspaper in the 1959 film “The Best of Everything.” (She got the job, but not with this suit.) 
So it's the new economy, and we're not above schilling here in the ilduce household. Times are tight and we need to keep ends together. What started out as a favor to our favorite younger sibling, albeit rather sordid sounding, a 'cash-for-gold" party to support our brother's latest business endeavor, and to bring in some much needed cash into our still unemployed household turned into quite a suave affair with good friends old and new in attendance. 
No wonder I can't find a man, no one told me to look for a Bultaco first. I've been wasting my time hanging out in non-Bultaco biker bars......Now that I've got the intro to Good times" out of my head, the theme to "Maude" has settled in. Not that it's a bad thing.......
Or possible some reverse spring fever brought on by the change over to Autumn, but DESPITE my recent reminder that all men are lying scheming pond scum, I can't seem to cut the "hope" out of my system. I am constantly finding myself flirting, smiling, and making eye contact against my will. While it's definitely increasing my tips, I am not sure I am fully on board with where it may lead. WTF?????
I am comfortable with bitter. Bitter is where I live. What am I supposed to do with this mess????
But this looked too good to pass up.
And a little too close for comfort at the moment! The unemployment shirt is starting to chafe.......
Winnie the Pooh
We had a date last night where our companion brought up the old Mary Tyler Moore spin off series "Phyllis". It was the first time we heard the show mentioned in live conversation rather than online in our little "Fabulon" circle.
We've taken it as a very good sign!!!!!!
