Showing posts with label Jane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jane. Show all posts

July 29, 2009

Three More Delicacies From The Joys Of Jello, 1963


If I showed this to my sister, Jane, she would look at me and say one thing: "Grandma Mary."

Yes, our paternal grandmother loved to make all matter of cold salads involving fruit-flavored Jell-O (she liked lime the best), canned fruits and vegetables suspended, like bewildered flies in honey, in the gelatin. Each plate of the salad was always served with a dollop of mayonnaise, which she would serve with a flourish that never left a chip on her Revlon's Love That Red fingernails (the woman always had a flawless manicure), or disturbed the ash on her ever-present Pall Mall.

Then she would sit down at the dinner table, take a sip from her Manhattan, and say, "I have been seated, so you all may begin."

July 28, 2009

This Reminds Me Of This Strange Song That My Sister, Jane, And Her Best Friend, Jenny Dant, Came Up With About Darth Vader Back In The Summer Of 1980

REPOSTED BY REQUEST

By the way, Jane and Jenny's song was called "Darth Vader Boogie Out" and even had its own special dance to go with it. It involved flashlights, if I recall (it was conceived and written during a summertime sleepover at our house).

Mental note: blackmail Jane. Although knowing her, she would probably still be proud of it.

UPDATE: Jane is just not proud of Darth Vader Boogie Out, she is shamelessly unapologetic about it and in fact speaks fondly of it even today at family gatherings and the like. When I mentioned it to her, she immediately starting singing the song's complex lyrics ("Darth Vader boogie OUT! Boogie boogie boogie OUT!"), but I could tell over the phone and across the miles that she was doing the dance along with it.