You don’t have to own Chanel to be a lady!


I don’t usually comment on TV shows, particularly reality TV shows, but I have to say something this week about The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills which is one of my guilty pleasures. I started to watch it because I was curious see how Kim Richards was, I adored her as the smart, cute little girl in Nanny and The Professor. I was really sad with the reality when I saw what she has become. I am glad she is on the road to recovery but what a sad disappointment.

But what I am really writing about is Faye Resnick, a friend of the Richards sisters that have been an annoying source since the first season. I always liked Kyle but her lack of back bone and choice of best friends has eroded that like, quite a bit. The way she treated Lisa,   first with Taylor and then with Adrienne made me think about my own friendships. You see I have been in Lisa’s shoes, I always lead with my heart in my friendships.  And I have been hurt by them in the same way as Lisa was hurt by Kyle. I understand Lisa’s stand completely with her, I have had to do that myself. And the friends that I have had to  push back from reacted the same way as Kyle has done on the show. They turned it around and blamed me for pushing back instead of really looking at themselves. I am not saying I am faultless but I admit it up front, I don’t push the blame on other people.

Kyle crying and saying she wants the friendship to go back to what it was confuses me almost as much as her friendship with Faye Resnick. Here is a woman who is so sensitive she cries at anything and yet she is friends with one of the harshest and rudest woman I have ever seen. It is very confusing.

The way Faye acted at Lisa’s anniversary party was so horrid that I had to share with my family who do not watch the show to see if I was over-reacting. They know nothing of the people but I explained the circumstance on the patio as an aggressive Faye pushed her way into a conversation she had no part in and was not invited to. The person she said she was protecting did not need any help and looked as shocked and resentful as the two woman who Faye was attacking. To say that everything was her business is so presumptuous that I could hardly believe I heard it correctly. Then to say that to be a lady is to own your own designer handbag (God Forbid, you borrow one or rent one) just infuriated me.

I have to say this very clearly I do not own a designer bag and I am very much a lady thank you very much. I don’t know who raised Faye Resnick but my mother taught me to be a lady is to be kind, understanding, charitable and most importantly polite. I have to say that for someone who is attacking someone else for not being a lady, she really seems not to be aware of basic politeness.  I have seen her attack her hostess twice on the show, first with Camille and then on the previews for next weeks show with Lisa. That is not a lady, if you have an issue with someone talk to them in private. The cameras follow you everywhere, they will still capture Faye being mean to Lisa but not ruin Lisa’s beautiful and romantic party. Who does that!?!

Till next time when I go to back to my fave classic films 🙂


Jerry Lewis; He was a part of the fabric of my life…



I wrote this long before Jerry passed away, and for some reason I couldn’t write anything when he did.  Just too many memories so this will do, its a bit late but it’s full of my heart.

Jerry Lewis has always been rather special to me. When I was a child I remember seeing him in Cinderfella. I loved that movie. We also saw the MD telethon in my home every year. I would watch it Sunday night till my folks made me go to bed, then wake up early on Labor Day to see what was happening and if he made his goal that year.

I had gotten up really early one labor day morning when I was about 8 years old and called the telethon, I told the lady I wanted to give my whole savings which was 5 dollars. I was really proud of myself, the lady on the phone could tell I was a child so she asked me to get my Mommy.

So I jumped on my parents bed and said I had Jerry Lewis on the phone. My two sleepy parents looked at me like I was crazy.  My Dad said, “Jerry Lewis is on the phone?”

“Well one of his ladies.” I answered.

My folks just stared at me, but my Dad picked up the phone by his bed and said very carefully,  “Hello?” The lady, who was working on the telethon explained what happened. My dad’s big blue eyes got watery, he called me over with his hand. I crawled over and was pulled into a one-armed hug. He said, “Yes,  put down her donation and add a $20.00 donation from our family.” He explained to my Mom that I had donated all my money and she hugged me too. I felt very special.

My next Jerry encounter was several years later. I always watched the telethon including when Frank Sinatra brought him and Dean Martin back together. My Mom was so excited because she had watched them live when they were together. Back in the day, when my Mom was  a teenager, they used to have a show with the stars of a movie before the movie. You could spend all day, watching it over and over again with a picnic lunch and snacks.

Apparently my Mom and her friend with their picnic lunches grabbed the stars attention. Jerry called out to them asking for part of their lunch. They became a part of my Mom’s memory forever so she was excited when my brother was a part of bowl-a-thon for Multiple Dystrophy and the Man himself was going to be here.

I was about 15yrs old, I stood watching my brother bowl with my family, after the first line was over for the bowlers, Jerry took a mike and did one of his amazing comedy routines. We all laughed and applauded then I went to the ladies room. When I came out I saw the poster child, I love kids so I chatted with her about her school, and Jerry. Suddenly someone was tickling my ribs, thinking it was my Dad I was going to slap him on the arm. About half way around I realized it was Jerry.

He had a huge smile and said, “Didn’t mean to scare you.” I explained I thought he was my Dad, because my Dad used to tickle me  like that. He nodded and then asked me about school, my brother’s bowling and we talked to the little girl. It was a really great 10 minutes. I never forgot it.

I have now seen every movie he’s made, and I really have supported his cause all my life. So it was with great sadness when he left the Labor Day telethon forever. It broke my heart.

Jerry-Lewis-9381122-1-402 I was excited to watch him on PBS this weekend though in his special, “An Evening With Jerry Lewis; Live from Las Vegas.” Jerry is now 87 years old so I was very curious about him headlining a show at his age. Well I was very pleasantly surprised. He still has it! He is still current and funny. No curse words or shock comedy. He was just purely funny, just as I remembered him, he remembered his life with pictures, films and routines. There were surprise guests and it was really amazing.  If you get a chance to watch it on PBS, I recommend it. I also recommend watching his old movies, yes even the black and whites because The Errand Boy is a true classic and it is all in black white.

He is a special man, who brings special memories. Cheers Jerry.

Till next time…