Commercials, they aren't what they used to be.
When I was growing up, commercials were actually cute. Many of them funny, "where's the beef?" and "plop, plop, fizz, fizz". Some were heartwarming too. One of my all time favorite commercials was the Super Bowl Diet Pepsi ad with Joe Montana and Dan Marino.
These days they're just a waste of time, filler for grabbing a snack. I mean really, LiMu Emu? Whoever wrote those commercials clearly lives in a state where marijuana is legal. I can so see myself in my college days coming up with something just like that at 2 am, after smoking a joint, sitting in my dorm common room with friends and a mouth full of doritos.
Even many of the Super Bowl commercials over the past few years have been disappointing. That is the one time you're supposed to actually watch commercials, expect to be amused and mostly, I gotta say, not so much.
But I am in love with the new "Loretta" Google commercial that came out this year on Super Bowl Sunday. It is so poignant. An older man is asking Google to show him pictures of his love with his obviously beloved deceased wife. And as he goes through them, he tells Google to remind him of different thoughts and memories of her. It makes me cry. Every time. I talked about this on my Baking In A Tornado Facebook page and it seems I'm not the only one who tears up every time that commercial plays.
And sometimes, when the tears have cleared from my eyes, I look over at Hubs and wonder what I'd tell Google to remind me. Or maybe NOT remind me.
Google, don't remind me
~ that, no matter how loud he has the TV on, he's able to snore louder.
~ that every time I've made a new recipe and have spent an exorbitant amount of time setting up the kitchen for a picture, he picks that moment to need to empty the entire refrigerator looking for something to eat. No matter the time or the day or the time of day, that is the moment . . .
~ that he can't figure out how to use the washing machine, even with me on the phone walking him through it step by step.
~ that whenever we buy something that has to be put together, he ends up with at least one part on backwards.
~ that he thinks that how much of the dessert he should take is about how much he can eat, not how many others might like a little too.
When I was growing up, commercials were actually cute. Many of them funny, "where's the beef?" and "plop, plop, fizz, fizz". Some were heartwarming too. One of my all time favorite commercials was the Super Bowl Diet Pepsi ad with Joe Montana and Dan Marino.
These days they're just a waste of time, filler for grabbing a snack. I mean really, LiMu Emu? Whoever wrote those commercials clearly lives in a state where marijuana is legal. I can so see myself in my college days coming up with something just like that at 2 am, after smoking a joint, sitting in my dorm common room with friends and a mouth full of doritos.
Even many of the Super Bowl commercials over the past few years have been disappointing. That is the one time you're supposed to actually watch commercials, expect to be amused and mostly, I gotta say, not so much.
But I am in love with the new "Loretta" Google commercial that came out this year on Super Bowl Sunday. It is so poignant. An older man is asking Google to show him pictures of his love with his obviously beloved deceased wife. And as he goes through them, he tells Google to remind him of different thoughts and memories of her. It makes me cry. Every time. I talked about this on my Baking In A Tornado Facebook page and it seems I'm not the only one who tears up every time that commercial plays.
And sometimes, when the tears have cleared from my eyes, I look over at Hubs and wonder what I'd tell Google to remind me. Or maybe NOT remind me.
Google, don't remind me
~ that, no matter how loud he has the TV on, he's able to snore louder.
~ that every time I've made a new recipe and have spent an exorbitant amount of time setting up the kitchen for a picture, he picks that moment to need to empty the entire refrigerator looking for something to eat. No matter the time or the day or the time of day, that is the moment . . .
~ that he can't figure out how to use the washing machine, even with me on the phone walking him through it step by step.
~ that whenever we buy something that has to be put together, he ends up with at least one part on backwards.
~ that he thinks that how much of the dessert he should take is about how much he can eat, not how many others might like a little too.
Chocolate Creme de Menthe Bark
But Google, remind me:
~ that he's always willing to try a new recipe. And if it needs {{ahem}} adjustments, he doesn't complain when he ends up with a bowl of cereal for dinner.
~ that he's the one, after a full day of work, snow blowing the driveway.
~ that as incredibly impatient I am is equaled by how patient as he is.
~ that there were days, while raising the boys, where he was the only thing standing between me and a padded room.
~ that whenever I get new electronics, he's the one who reads that boring manual.
~ that there were days, while raising the boys, where he was the only thing standing between me and a padded room.
~ that whenever I get new electronics, he's the one who reads that boring manual.
~ that in many things he's oblivious. And really, that often works for me.
~ that, when I come home with way too many packages and quickly hide them behind my back, he pretends not to see them (well, or it's that oblivious thing, one or the other).
Chocolate Creme de Menthe Bark
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Ingredients:1/2 cup chocolate mint candies ( like Andes Creme de Menthe or Dove Promises Dark Chocolate Mint Swirls)
6 Mint Oreo cookies
1 1/4 cups white chocolate chips
6 oz green candy melts
Directions:
*Chop the chocolate mint candies into very small pieces, but not crumbs. Set aside.
*Separately, coarsely chop the cookies. Set aside.
*Cover a jellyroll pan or baking sheet (approximately 12 X 17) with parchment paper.
*Melt the white chocolate chips and green candy melts together in the microwave at 20 second intervals until they are completely smooth when stirred.
*Spread in a thin layer over the parchment paper.
*Immediately sprinkle the chocolate mint candy pieces over the top and, using a toothpick, swirl into the green layer.
*NOTE: If the bottom layer hardens and the mint candies won't swirl, put into a 200 degree oven for about 1 minute, then remove and swirl.
*Top with the cookie pieces and gently press down.
*Refrigerate until completely set, about 15 minutes, then break into pieces.
I think you have a good husband.
ReplyDeleteThere are days when I think that too.
DeleteActually teared up at all the reminders. These imperfect people who share our own imperfect lives. What on earth would we do without them?!
ReplyDeleteExactly. And said in so many fewer words than I used, LOL.
DeleteOh, my word! I just went and watched the 'Loretta' commercial. Started crying from the first second. Still can't see to type...
ReplyDeleteI know, it is just so moving. And I cry every single time I see it.
DeleteSome commercials are funny and tell a story but most are just stupid
ReplyDeleteVery true, they're just bathroom breaks in the show.
DeleteThey are the best and most frustrating part of life, aren't they!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely.
DeleteI had not seen that commercial, and now I'm crying. Right before supper, too. I suspect that some of my husband's annoyances may end up being memories I want to keep. By the way, someone on You Tube commented that the husband was asking Google how not to forget, not how to remember. That is poignant in itself. Pinned your recipe on two boards, too. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteIt's not often that I recommend commercials to people but I really think everyone should see that one.
DeleteAnd thank you for pinning the recipe, appreciate it.
That commercial gets me every single time. On a funny note I love the commercial with Sam Sheppard dancing to Old Town Road. It's hilarious!
ReplyDeleteYes, one will get you crying and the other will keep you laughing!
DeleteI agree that most commercials are a total waste of time, but they are written and geared toward the younger generation, not us (quickly becoming) old folks.
ReplyDeleteLove the "remind me" and definitely the "don't remind me". I try to focus on the good and forget the bad.
Love the bark.
Not sure how I missed this post but glad I found it today.
Dawn aka Spatulas On Parade
Yes, that's the key, try to focus on the good and forget the bad.
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