Showing posts with label sappy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sappy. Show all posts
damn sappy commercials
Mar 22, 2008
Ok, I'm a big sap. A big Asheville-type guy, but I just don't happen to have a pony-tail in my grey hair shorter than an inch. I watched an Ingles grocery store commercial that made me cry. A flippin' commercial! It starts out with a young couple at the door to grandma's house and she expresses anxiety about fitting in with everyone. He says "It's ok, you're family now." and they're ushered in to a busy family household with people running around getting ready for the big meal. "How was your honeymoon?" someone - likely a sister or cousin asks in the kitchen. Her answer is interrupted with someone else coming thru with fresh biscuits out of the oven. She asks the sweet old grandmother if she needs any help and mama looks up from a tattered card with the recipe to say "No, we've got it, thanks!" or something along those lines, but we see that grandma sees our new bride trying to fit in. Then the meal of wonderful gumbo and the family is talking non-stop and the husband confides that it's grandma's secret recipe. We watch the new bride still struggle to fit in, to get a word in edgewise, but is a bit too shy. We also see that grandma notices in a kindly way and from across the table that new-bride is struggling to be a part of the family.
Then they're saying goodbyes and they walk out the front door, and the new bride is about to tell new-groom that she likes the family, but couldn't fit in and she reaches in her pocket and finds the old tattered card with the gumbo recipe on it. Grandma can be seen smiling as she closes the door.
Sheesh, I'm so susceptible to the obvious. I should run out and watch 10 Steven Spielberg movies to be pummeled with obviousness! Then, I told my sweet Helen about the commercial and I got all teary just telling it, and we BOTH cried. I really love being open hearted, but I'm a bit too easy when it comes to having my emotions yanked around, I think.
Don't get me started on the damn John Deere commercial where mom and child get dad a hat and key for his birthday!
Then they're saying goodbyes and they walk out the front door, and the new bride is about to tell new-groom that she likes the family, but couldn't fit in and she reaches in her pocket and finds the old tattered card with the gumbo recipe on it. Grandma can be seen smiling as she closes the door.
Sheesh, I'm so susceptible to the obvious. I should run out and watch 10 Steven Spielberg movies to be pummeled with obviousness! Then, I told my sweet Helen about the commercial and I got all teary just telling it, and we BOTH cried. I really love being open hearted, but I'm a bit too easy when it comes to having my emotions yanked around, I think.
Don't get me started on the damn John Deere commercial where mom and child get dad a hat and key for his birthday!
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