Bonnie's Story
by Karen Moy
Let me tell you a story, Mary. When I was growing up, we couldn’t afford nice clothes. I was always envious of other girls who dressed better… It was like that until I married Ernie. After my marriage I could finally afford to buy what I wanted. And I did. My mother passed away soon afterward and I was devastated! There was … a void. Some voids can never be filled.
Today's Full Strip
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has anyone else noticed that Bonnie looks exactly like rumored suprume court nominee Elena Kagan?
Once again, I have been completed blindsided by the densely tangled, infinitely Byzantine complexities of a Mary Worth story.
Poor Bonnie? probably suffers from that restlessness. At least she didn't show up on someone's doorstep and say, "Daddy!"
But I think the cure for her might be to romp through the fields with Wilbur. They both could use the exercise.
I'm looking forward to Sunday's episode, to find out if Bonnie's younger niece has the same story to tell.
At least most of that crap is still in the original boxes. Maybe it can be returned to the various stores - "Maisies", "Grate and Farrell", "Tears", "Needless Mark-up" - and financial stability could return to Bonnie and Ernie's lives.
Timeline here - How old is Bonnie? I mean, she looks like she's in her 50's, so how long did she live in dire poverty, at what age did she marry, and how long ago did her mother die? Either she lived at home for a loooong time, married late (real late), and then immediately lost her mother OR she's been an overspender for 25 or so years...
I think Mary's a bit disappointed that Bonnie's problem isn't so exciting. Mary was clearly hoping for some real dirt she could share with Toby. "She shops too much?" Mary thinks. "This is the problem I have to solve? When are my neighbors going to have some REAL problems I can sink my teeth into?"
Although Mary IS relishing the thought of cutting up Bonnie's credit cards.
Poor, POOR Ernie! For how many years now has he dutifully returned home, negotiated the piles of purchases in the living room, and found his wife in the kitchen, crying (with a beer) over the enduring absence of her mother? He must be numb.
All I can say is that it is probably this case that is finally going to earn Mary her Ph.D. based on life experience rather than time spent in school. Compulsive shopping is a not your average easy to cure mental illness, but Mary has a knack for using time worn platitudes to cure even the most difficult cases. She deserves a Ph.D.!
Ooh!! I can actually SEE Bonnie?'s void! And Mary is in it, too! Dare I believe that this story could soon become dangerous and interesting?
Re: Yesterday's (4/30) panel two--WOWSERS!!! We had FULL BODY silhouettes, we had RAYS encompassing the entire Johnson apartment, which was bathed in blinding white light; it was like an epiphany!! Time for banana peach pie, I'd say.
To heck with the Phd. We should put Mary on the ground in Afghanistan! She could infiltrate al qaeda and have the location of Osama Bin Laden in about 30 days. We would need to set her up with a mobile kitchen and plenty of canned peaches.
I know how B?BJ? can fill that void. She can get a freekig job and start paying Ernie back.
Oh, Mary, will you never learn? When a woman has a story to tell you about her problems, she doesn't want a solution. She simply wants understanding.
Giella obviously doesn't watch "Hoarders: Buried Alive." If he did, he'd know that B?BJ?'s apartment isn't nearly as full of stuff as it should be. She and Mary ought to be walking on a four-foot high pathway of junk with her head almost touching the ceiling...now THAT is hoarding.
Wait, that's it? Her story has been compressed to less than a week of strips? No flashback sequence, no childhood friends, no bullies mocking her limited wardrobe? I refuse to believe this can be the end of Bonnie's story! There must be more to it, if simply to pad out the strip until June.
Anonymous, hers isn't the typical hoarding syndrome. She isn't saving stacks of old newspapers and dead batteries.
She's combined shopping and hoarding to create her very own disease- Shopahoardism. She buys new stuff just to leave it lying around her apartment unused, in the original boxes.
The only cure for shopahoardism is fresh homemade pie.
How does Moy write women so well? In the immortal words of Jack Nicholson in As Good As It Gets, "I think of a man and take away reason and accountability."
Lame Lame Lame. My mother died in 1980, I was 20 in WV. I was hurt for a while, then I decided to do things Mom never did (tho she was a TV pioneer here in NY). Write plays, direct and act here in NYC.
I did buy a sweater, Star Trek figurines or laptop here and there, but it never got so bad that Mrs. Chester had to pack up and leave.
Moral, stop shopping B?, return that crap you bought at the mall; and audition for the local community theater production of "South Pacific". I hear the music is outer wordly!
I grew up middle class; had nice enough clothes, though. My dear Mom died two years ago at age 93, and yep, I miss her terribly and definitely feel a void. How do I fill it? "Mary Worth and Me" blog, that's ONE way, HA!
Well, I'm loving it that Bonnie? said rather sharply to Mary, "Don't judge me!" I think she's on to Mary and doesn't like her very much. Good for you Bonnie!
I couldn't help but notice, Today Mary is wearing the pearl necklace that Bonnie had on when she first answered the door for Mary and the pie. hm....
@Chester: Aha! I had a feeling you were in the arts and entertainment world, as I could tell you are a talented writer and very funny guy! I often marvel at the talent on this forum --there's a LOT here! I get so many chuckles here; it really is a highlight of my day!
Vicki, I'll chew apart your favorite scarf any day! Funny how we learn about each other on this blog.
Mary has brought us all closer.
Well, off to avoid Times Square...
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