It that's Tom Harpman, he must have been very sick indeed since his illness turned his hair from brown to blonde. Either that or there is some very unusual ingredients in Mary's magical soup.
Again with the sides. Although I sort of love it now. I think it brings up the possibility of Mary as a sullen teenager, popping her gum as she waits tables in a hash house in Chowchilla before she ran away to the fast life of a semi-pro meddler in Santa Royale.
"Let the games begin!" So Mary's meddling isn't about "doing a good deed" anymore, that ended with making cakes and shipping John Dill off to New York. Who wins? Who loses? Who knows? But one thing is for sure - Mary, like Charlie Sheen, will be all about #winning!!! in her own mind.
You know that Mary is going to help Elinor get over whatever bad thing happened (on which she was brooding as she sat in that awful green armchair the other day (our time)) and turn her into a cheerful, happy person -- because all anyone with PTSD needs is a bit of Mary Worth in their lives!
Regarding the context of the previous secret message about love coming to call via a buzzing doorbell: I am glad to be able to be of some service to the great Wanders who has brought us so much joy by creating and maintaining Mary Worth and Me. Although I freely admit to being obsessed with Mary Worth, I remember the past "strange buzzing feeling" panel more vividly than most because my longtime boyfriend is named Mike. Being part of a youngish couple with similar names as the previously buzzing pair cemented their cartoonish love into my memory. -yours in kelk and chinbeards, Jennah
Everyone in Mary Worth is perpetually 15 years old. You know, that awkward age where every little thing sends you into a tizzy and you haven't learned simple things such as calmly asking, "Will anyone else be there?" before accepting a dinner invitation!
I guess that's why it's so hilarious!! Here, Beth's agorophobic, xenophobic mother somehow expects her daughter to keep her safe, despite decades of disappointment! Silly Elinor!!
All of Mary's neighbors are her favorite neighbors... except Mr. Allora because of the smells of exotic cookery which waft from his humble basement studio apartment next to the boiler.
Tom got over his cold and felt so much better, so he decided to go blonde. Blonde sets off his blue eyes, after all. Now that he's out of the closet, he wants to look his best. In the meantime, he'll will thank his neighbor for that weird white chicken soup by going to hers for dinner. It turns out that one of the guests is a Romance author - maybe she's into fashion or interior decorating so he has something to talk about to get his mind off the execrable food.
Don't be shy! I'd love to hear what you have to say about Mary Worth. Just keep it clean, that's all I ask. This is a FAMILY FRIENDLY blog. I don't want to moderate comments, but I will if I have to.
Why didn't I (or my relatives) get invited? Maybe I'll just crash the party. Elinor Kinley seems like my kind of person to hang out with!
ReplyDeleteIt that's Tom Harpman, he must have been very sick indeed since his illness turned his hair from brown to blonde. Either that or there is some very unusual ingredients in Mary's magical soup.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love how Elinor finds fault with every single thing that Mary does. I hope she never changes.
ReplyDeleteAgain with the sides. Although I sort of love it now. I think it brings up the possibility of Mary as a sullen teenager, popping her gum as she waits tables in a hash house in Chowchilla before she ran away to the fast life of a semi-pro meddler in Santa Royale.
ReplyDelete"Let the games begin!" So Mary's meddling isn't about "doing a good deed" anymore, that ended with making cakes and shipping John Dill off to New York. Who wins? Who loses? Who knows? But one thing is for sure - Mary, like Charlie Sheen, will be all about #winning!!! in her own mind.
ReplyDeleteOne of her favorite neighbors? Where has he been all this time?
ReplyDelete@ Nance ~ yes!!
@Nance, @Sandi Ego,
ReplyDeleteYou know that Mary is going to help Elinor get over whatever bad thing happened (on which she was brooding as she sat in that awful green armchair the other day (our time)) and turn her into a cheerful, happy person -- because all anyone with PTSD needs is a bit of Mary Worth in their lives!
Regarding the context of the previous secret message about love coming to call via a buzzing doorbell: I am glad to be able to be of some service to the great Wanders who has brought us so much joy by creating and maintaining Mary Worth and Me.
ReplyDeleteAlthough I freely admit to being obsessed with Mary Worth, I remember the past "strange buzzing feeling" panel more vividly than most because my longtime boyfriend is named Mike. Being part of a youngish couple with similar names as the previously buzzing pair cemented their cartoonish love into my memory.
-yours in kelk and chinbeards,
Jennah
Jenna, that's awesome. That panel is one of my all time favorites.
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If Beth, Gina, and Dawn Weston were in a line-up, would anyone be able to identify the perpetrator of romantic disfunction?
ReplyDeleteEveryone in Mary Worth is perpetually 15 years old. You know, that awkward age where every little thing sends you into a tizzy and you haven't learned simple things such as calmly asking, "Will anyone else be there?" before accepting a dinner invitation!
ReplyDeleteI guess that's why it's so hilarious!! Here, Beth's agorophobic, xenophobic mother somehow expects her daughter to keep her safe, despite decades of disappointment! Silly Elinor!!
@Sandi Ego,
ReplyDeleteAll of Mary's neighbors are her favorite neighbors... except Mr. Allora because of the smells of exotic cookery which waft from his humble basement studio apartment next to the boiler.
Tom got over his cold and felt so much better, so he decided to go blonde. Blonde sets off his blue eyes, after all. Now that he's out of the closet, he wants to look his best. In the meantime, he'll will thank his neighbor for that weird white chicken soup by going to hers for dinner. It turns out that one of the guests is a Romance author - maybe she's into fashion or interior decorating so he has something to talk about to get his mind off the execrable food.
ReplyDeleteWhat is this brown stuff again, Mary?