Here’s a funny story for you, just because.
About 15 years ago, there was a commercial for Jello No Bake Cheesecake. A youngish woman was busy getting ready for some sort of informal get together at her house and thankfully, with all she had to do, spending time making a delicious cheesecake was not one of them. Thanks to Jello, of course. Her friends are complimenting her on the cheesecake and asking her where she bought it and she says she made it herself. One friend says, “You made it yourself?! No wonder you didn’t have time to do your hair!” At which they all laugh and the hostess throws her napkin at her friend. The ad ends with the line, “Jello No Bake Cheesecake – you’ll even have time to do your hair.”
Cute ad, right?
At the time, Philip was attending an Army school and the wives would often have coffees – it’s actually a Social Function, not just a couple of friends over for a cuppa. A Coffee involves more extensive cleaning of your home, a couple of different tasty treats and nicer clothes. Still informal, but a Function, nonetheless. We sit around talking and socializing and if there is any information that needs to be broadcast, this is the place to do it. Don’t get it mixed up with lunch at the club or a Family Support Group meeting (or whatever we’re calling them these days) or a Welcome or Farewell Tea. Anyhoo…we had coffees about once a month at different people’s homes.
So we’re having a coffee and all is well and we’re talking and having a good time. Someone compliments the hostess on her cheesecake and she says, “Oh it’s a Jello No Bake Cheesecake.”
Oh yes I did.
And oh no, they did not.
That is, they did not laugh when I promptly blurted out, “No wonder you didn’t have time to do your hair.” One of the girls- I call us girls because we were all in our early 20s – even glared at me. I was aghast when I realized that they had no idea what I was referencing. Apparently I was the only person who had seen the commericial. I explained myself and got some laughter, and thankfully the hostess was gracious and understanding. The one who glared at me never saw the humor, but she was sort of snooty anyway.
I’m not sure there is a moral to this story. Just something funny to warm your probably freezing day.