Star Thursday Thought

Watched the Oprah episode about weight loss, with Valerie Bertinelli, Marie Osmond and Star Jones. Granted, Star Jones was a story everybody wanted to hear yet, knowing about Valerie and Marie for years, I would have liked them to have more time.

I digress.

Back to Star. I'm still not as big of an admirer as I first was, however I liked her more after watching her this time, than I did--say, on Larry King after she left The View. I pretty much quit watching The View because of her. Tired of the wedding stuff, etc. But today, was different.

Star's talk of not letting anybody know she had gastric bypass. How she wasn't strong enough to face her fears. Possibly disappointing people. All that reminded me of me and my open-heart surgery. Not everybody knew what was wrong with me to be in the hospital. In fact, when I went back to work, some folks thought I had gastric bypass because I'd lost so much weight (and since gained half of it back--drat!) Some of the folks I grew up, with didn't know. I also realized, like Star said about her The View comrades, how much of a burden she put on them to keep her confidence.

And I did that to Movie Man. I didn't realize how much burden was on him. I'm forever sorry for that. And I've told him so. Didn't give him as much thought for what he felt, as I should have as IV's were pumped into my veins. Heaven knows I had enough time on my hands. Co-workers knew we were close, so he would know the truth. I was being selfish. I wanted to be the one to tell them my illness, plus I didn't want a lot of 'there, there' around me.

Yes, indeed, you WANT folks to be there for you. They're scared--maybe more than you realize. In fact one of my closest chums told me recently how she thought she would lose me. I never knew. Sometimes though, the visitors can tire you out when you need rest. I'm blessed for everyone--they were there in a shade drawn moment of my life.

Back to my point, Star said she would disappoint folks if they found out. I wondered if I thought that. And I did. Not with the surgery--oh heck, that was a piece of cake. Nope. I was petrified, when I first went into the hospital and my speech was interrupted.

I'd had the stroke that wasn't a stroke from the piece of endocarditis broke off and traveled to my brain. My neurologist said it caused my brain to burp--but that was a few days after my speech cleared up. But before--oh man--I was devastated if I could not communicate as I once did. I was known for my speech, my mannerisms and now I was scared it would all be gone. I sat in that hospital and feared I would always be able to understand folks (and I could) but to reply would be slurred and/or I'd miss a word in a sentence.

For instance, the doc would say "have a nice day." And I would respond: "have a day." I'd hear them, but my brain wasn't quite there. During that time I thought I would not be good for much. What could I do if I couldn't talk? That's when I wasn't strong enough to tell others outside of my circle, because I wasn't the same. Their memories of me were fun lovin, do anything she wanted and hey, it's party because she's here. Without fluid speech, I felt, I would never measure up again.

To think that,-wow- I musta still lacked some brain cells.

Would I do some things differently? Yes. For one, my boss at the time, I would have let her be more open with my co-workers. Movie Man would have burden lifted off him. I didn't want folks to feel sorry for me. I tired for the look of 'is she going to keel over? (I still see that now) Or rush to my bedside. If things were worse, well yea. But they weren't.

I just wanted to get on with my life. Maybe that's what Star Jones wanted. To learn and get on with her new life.

Star says she grew spirituality. I second that emotion. My faith was tested. Did I have it or did I not?

When all was said and done, I realized my fear of fear itself and fear of disappointment was pointless. I knew where my strength came from.

And He didn't bring me this far to leave me.

Hope Star Jones gets that.

Sarah and Joe's Debate Date

The Debate. Oh My. Well, let’s see. Joe wasn’t the pink Energizer Bunny and go on and on and on and on. However there were a times I wish Joe had spoken. Such as when Sarah Palin said her line about the ‘white flag of surrender.’ Or when she said Joe went back to the past, and needed to move forward. On the whole, Joe held his ground. I liked that. I admire him for keeping his mouth shut and not being a bully. Because, lets be real, if Joe had said something too strong to Sarah, I’m sure The View’s Elisabeth Hasselbeck would deemed him a bully.

As for Sarah Palin. OK—she didn’t flinch. No caribou in the headlights look for her. Yet, I tired of the pick at Obama (just as John McCain did), plus her down home folksy schmaltz such as “dog gone it” made my baby brown eyes roll. Also WHAT questions did Sarah actually answer? Asked what her Achilles’ heel was—uh, did she say? Also the word ‘maverick’ is so stale. If I were James Garner, star of the old TV Western, of the same name, I would ask the show’s name be legally changed to something else even though it was cancelled in 1962.

All in all: I so wish it had been Hillary against Sarah tonight. Then we would see who had the best lipstick. Since Hillary wasn’t there, I’ll go with how I’m still amazed how one party once made fun of the word ‘change’ and now that word is so much their drum beat. Once so eager to visit Alaska, now I’ll do it now if Sarah springs for coffee and dog gone it, show me Russia. As for Joe, I’ll let him spring for a coffee as we walk through his The Home Depot so I can hear for myself what folks think.

In the meantime, I will dvr Friday’s The View. Will this be the Whoopi makes Elisabeth cry? Will need to check the TV schedules to be sure SNL is on this week—because you know Tina Fey will not leave this alone.

Gotta love it.

Tonight....

The Debate. Palin. Biden. Oh my. After the blow up on The View yesterday---what will happen tomorrow after this debate is seen by all?

Stay tuned.

John McCain and Jerry Lewis...

What do they have in common? I do not know, except I watched them both on my TV, right after the other. For John McCain, I sat through his visit on The View. As for Jerry Lewis I revisited “Boeing, Boeing’—his 1965 movie with Tony Curtis. I sat uncomfortable as I watched both.

First John McCain. How many times did he repeat how he prayed each day? I would be more impressed if he mentioned it just once or twice. I do believe John McCain expected his visit to be a cozy gab fest. Barbara and Whoopi thought otherwise. Joy held her own, as Elisabeth just beamed, while Sherry remained silent. Gotta love Whoopi’s question if Sarah Palin would be a better VP than, say, John Adams, since John McCain said Sarah Palin was the best VP ever. Then Whoopi inquired slavery should be worried about. Since John McCain wanted those that would interpret the Constitution how the found fathers did. Hmm. All good in theory, however those 230 something years ago, those founding fathers owned people they felt rated less than a whole man and/or a beast of burden, plus women had no rights. Uncomfortable for me because I thought Barbara and Whoopi were ready to do a little WWF Smackdown—if they so could—at any minute.

Jerry Lewis. OK—ya know, I admit, when I was around ten years old, I wanted to marry this guy. You’re asking, “Huh?” Yea, I did. There was something about him, I found attractive at such a young age. I’d sit in our town’s moving picture show every time one of Jerry’s movies came out. I didn’t quite fathom that he and Dean Martin were no longer a team. I just knew Dean wasn’t always in the movies with Jerry. Anyway, in Boeing, Boeing, Jerry starred with hunky Tony Curtis. Shoulda been Dean Martin, however, I digress-Tony had the best lines. Jerry had some, but he was more the straight man. More subdued—so different than roles past. I wondered what went thru Jerry’s mind at the time. How did he feel about having an equal billed male co-star that wasn’t Dean Martin? Uncomfortable for me, because as full of fluff as this movie was, I watched every minute. And enjoyed what I watched every minute of.

DDon’t be hatin’

The View....Part II

I finally got around to watching my DVR of Michelle Obama on The View. I enjoyed her. She could be the next First Lady of the United States. I looked at her. Saw history. How far this country has come. How the press didn't know how to handle their reports about both a woman and a black man running for president. They STILL don't.

Michelle did her fist pump. Elisabeth Hasselbeck---how did she feel? I'm curious--do you think Elisabeth gets on folks nerves? Sweet as all get out---yet, I I kinda wanted her to get out. Did like her dress though. :)

Back to Michelle. The media has so changed. Could see Jackie Kennedy on a show like The View? When Jackie Kennedy was First Lady, Barbara Walters was trying to get her toe in the pool. Hmm.

Things do go round in a circle.

The View....

OK--I DVR'd an episode from a few weeks ago, of The View and finally sat down to watch last night. I obivously am not an everyday viewed, eventho, I enjoy Whoopi--yes, I'm one of the twelve people that enjoyed "Jumpin' Jack Flash'---I digress---after a few minutes into Hot Topics, I wondered does Elisabeth Hasselbeck ever stay quiet?

Yes, she brings youthful, conservatism to the show-cute, perky, all those adjectives--yet, I wondered how many times the other ladies want her in time out? Don't get me wrong. Everyone has 'their View'--however on this particular show, Elisabeth commented how it was too much when Barack and his wife, Michelle, bumped knuckles.


Elisabeth thought people would scrutinise it. Oh my....and tomorrow, June 18th, Michelle Obama will be guest host.

The DVR will be ready!