I Love Lucy. Really!

So there is an 'I Love Lucy' marathon on, and I've been watching for a few hours now. I just can't quit. They're on their European tour. I'm sitting here wondering what it is/was about these shows that today's shows just don't have. I honestly could watch them nonstop and not get tired of them.

So far I've seen the following episodes:

• Lucy locks herself in the trunk & her childhood doctor has to ID her through a hole in the trunk so that she can get her passport for Europe
• Lucy & Fred fall asleep on the Staten Island Ferry and they almost miss out getting their passports for Europe
• Lucy misses the boat (literally) going to Europe, and has to be dropped onto it via helicopter
• Ricky entertains on the boat and Lucy is upset because everyone is coupled off (Fred is even romantic with Ethel, who calls him "Tiger") so she locks him in the cabin. Turns out he took the night off and Luch gets stuck in the porthole tryin to track down Ethel with their room key!
• Fred & Ricky have dresses made from burlap for the ladies while in Paris -- they wear them and the famous designer loves it and steals their design (haha .. .their hats were the best part; Ethel's was a wine cooler bucket and Lucy's was an actual horse feed bag)
• The gang are in a small hotel whose elevator is broken. They have to climb four flights of stairs. It's Little Ricky's birthday, and Lucy befriends some village children and throws Little Ricky a birthday party in his honor for the children

Now we are at one of my faves. The current episode is the one where Lucy will be stomping the grapes ... she's doing her homework for being in an Italian movie. Gosh the things she can get herself in! Sure am glad she does.

Some of my other favorites? Well, there's Vitameatagegamin. "It's so tasty, too! Tastes just like Candy. Join the thousands of happy, peppy people and love it, too!

And the one where the girls get jobs at the chocolate factory, of course!!!

So back to the European tour episodes. When it was time to head back to New York, Lucy couldn't resist taking her mom that 25 pounds of cheese. Only the airline wouldn't allow it. Remember? She tried to sneak it on board as a baby? And then she cut it up and put it in the band's instruments!

Speaking of souvenirs ... they're the theme of a whole lot of episodes when the Ricardos and Mertzes go to Hollywood!

Like, when she climbed the wall to steal a grapefruit at Richard Widmark's house because as usual, Ricky won't introduce them. Remember how she gets stuck in his house?  What about the one where she enlists Fred & Ethel to steal the ultimate Hollywood souvenir, John Wayne's footprints at Grohmann's Chinese Theater! They were all funny, but one I remember laughing the most about was when Lucy has to put on a disguise because she has already embarassed herself with William Holden and now Ricky is bring him home to meet her! Remember? She catches her nose on fire when he tries to light her cigarette!

Gosh. They were all good ... and classic.

I'll leave you with a sweet one. It's from the night that Lucy slips Ricky a note at the Tropicana that someone in the audience is "expecting" (I read somewhere that they could not use the word "pregnant" on the show, only the word "expecting") ... he went around to all of them singing a lullaby and of course, all the other ladies shook their heads "no" until he got to Lucy.

I'll stop now. But I'll never stop

Loving Lucy.



Hola!

Thank goodness blogs have become so popular so I could finally do one. I've never been one to get things first generation. Even second generation. I'm more of a "this is on sale because we've come out with a newer version" or "hand me down" kinda gal.

Take DVD players for instance. Two years ago at the day-after-Thanksgiving Day sales I bought one of those $49 versions, and a whole mess of DVDs. And we did manage to set it up on the TV. Or maybe I should say it sat up on the TV, still in the box, for two years. I think it's now time to go out shopping for one of the blue ray ones. Not sure what blue ray means, but in two years I sure I will need to catch up and buy one.

We did get our "new" DVD player hooked up about two weeks ago, mainly because we bought more DVDs (at the after Thanksgiving-Day sale, of course!) and wanted to watch one. Now we're just working on how to get both the DVD and TV to work simultaneously without having to unhook one to watch the other.

So ... back to my blog. I'm really looking forward to keeping up with myself here. Since I can't seem to do that in person. It'll be nice to have a place to record some of my favorite memories. I have no particular theme. So expect to see a combo of old, new, borrowed & even the occasional blue.
Oh yes, my blog name. Well ... it's pretty simple really. I wanted a name that would conjure up a memory from my childhood that makes me smile. You'd think that liver would be the last thing that could make a person smile. And if you're talking about the organ you'd be right. But in this case it's the whole phrase. Here. Let me use it in context and you'll understand ...

"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America. And to the republic, for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liver cheese and justice for all."

Yep. That is how I used to recite the pledge when I first learned it. Now, I'm pretty sure I didn't recite the rest of it verbatim. But the only malapropism I remember was substituting the words liver cheese for liberty.

It was probably due to my fondness of the square cold cut (I use that term loosely) as a child. Yes. I ate liver cheese. I am almost certain I was the only kid within miles who liked liver cheese. Maybe it was because I liked to peel off the neat white border, slather the meat with mustard then mash it between two slices of Wonder bread so fresh it stuck to the roof of your mouth. Or back in the day, you just liked things because your mom or dad liked it and you wanted to be cool.

Of course, today I realize how bad for you liver cheese really is. They should just call it a loaf of cholesterol. And that white border that peels off so easily? Pure pork fat. There is no cheese in this product, as there is no cheese or liver in its German namesake Leberkäse. I'm tempted to research it more ... maybe another post for another day. For now I'll just settle for the fact that it's a knock-off version of liverwurst.

Regardless of how gross it sounds and bad for your health it is, I still get a craving for liver cheese every now and then (like maybe right now). I still don't eat the border, although someone once said it adds a savory tang -- much like the salt on the rim of a margarita glass. But that's okay. I'll forgo the pleasure.

Yep, I'm pretty happy with the name. It makes me smile. And I'm pretty sure nobody else in America, or maybe even on the planet, has it.