beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Grammentine's Day Somehow even the Grammy Awards show became conflated with Valentine's Day, with the entertainment reporters calling it "pre-Valentines day for the stars" and asking people if they were getting roses the next day. Speaking of the Grammy Awards show, can I just say that Queen Latifah, who a movie critic referred to as "our Pearl Bailey" after Chicago, is more like "our Dinah Shore"? Can you just see her curled up on a TV couch singing duets with whoever "our Burt Reynolds" turns out to be? Okay, Valentine's Day. It's always ranked a big what-ev in Beulah's Book of Holidays, for the obvious reasons of yuk and eew. It's fun making Valentines with Nancy Drew, which we did last year, and it's fun sending Valentines to Prima and Segunda (which they picked out themselves at Target the day Christmas). I once broke up with someone on Valentine's Day, really not intending to pick that day, it was just the day I broke up with him. But by and large, in my family February 14 was my mother's birthday. So Mom, I hope you're celebrating up there in Heaven with Mormor, and Gunnel, and Tante Inga, and Kitty's mom, and the first Mrs. McCartney, and all the moms. And all the snoops. Love, Beulah 8:01 p.m. - 2005-02-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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