Tilly’s Blog Jubilee: Day One

28 Jun

This is one of my earliest posts.  I love it because it’s daft but true – the Hub and I really did have this conversation.

And let’s be honest – if the Hub could manage a four-year break from my cooking, he’d take it.

Be warned: plot spoilers in this post.  But seriously – if you need a plot spoiler alert for this film, where have you been for the last twelve years?  On a desert island?

Cover of "Cast Away (Widescreen Edition)&...

Cover of Cast Away (Widescreen Edition)


I Blame Tom Hanks for My Bad Cooking

He got me into so much trouble once. I accused a friend of being a Romantic – Not A Good Thing – because she thought it was tragic that Helen Hunt was married when Tom Hanks came back in Cast Away, and she asked how could Helen not go to him?  I – ever the pragmatist – said that it was her duty to stay with the settled-for man, although I agreed it was tragic.

Being Romantic gives you carte blanche to say and do what you like and get away with it.  Whereas we Pragmatics have to cover our backs. Consider me a Pragmatic who ought to think things through: the Hub demanded to know why I won’t be returning to him after his heroic self-rescue from four years being castaway on a desert island. I was cooking a roast dinner at the time so only one part of my brain was functioning and I was left floundering in a sea of potato peelings. Between the roast potatoes and the mashed potatoes I recovered enough to bluster that Helen Hunt was married with a baby, to which he replied, ‘So are you!’  There was no answer to that, so it looks like I’m going back to the Hub.

Between the mashed potatoes and the sprouts it occurred to me that Helen Hunt is a floozy – a mere four years from misplacing the love of her life, she managed to get over him, meet a dentist, get married, and have a baby…. Hardly pining for poor old Tom, was she? 

I know dentists are highly prized commodities in American culture (look at all those dazzling teeth; and middle class female characters in American films are always either married to, about to be married to, or have been married to and recently divorced from, dentists) but she must have worked pretty fast, even for a typical middle class character in an American movie.

I was therefore able to reassure the Hub that I wouldn’t stay with our dentist because the Hub is the father of my children and, of course, the love of my life. Unless our dentist is very rich, of course.

I didn’t dare mention having other children by other dentists because that would have sent the Hub into a jealous frenzy and as dinner was almost ready I didn’t want to give him indigestion.

By the cauliflower & sprouts I was convinced I had brushed through the whole incident with my marriage shaky but intact, and the Hub gave me a reassuring CENSORED (my children read this; I don’t want them knowing their parents kiss each other) to confirm that that was so.

He says I have too much time on my hands because I don’t do enough cooking; but I’m just practicing for when he’s castaway for four years.

28 Responses to “Tilly’s Blog Jubilee: Day One”

  1. jmgoyder June 28, 2012 at 11:27 #

    Yeeha! This is fantastic – more older posts please!


  2. jmgoyder June 28, 2012 at 11:28 #

    Not that there is anything wrong with your younger posts – oh I always put my foot in my mouth!


  3. adinparadise June 28, 2012 at 12:27 #

    So enjoyed this, Tilly. I’m so glad you’re not going to swap your Hub for a set of fluorescent teeth. 😉


  4. Al June 28, 2012 at 12:56 #

    Funny you should blog about this, Tilly. I have always said since this movie came out that it had the most romantic ending of any movie in the last 50 years. Sometimes leaving the ending up to the viewer is the most satisfying and profound of all.


  5. laurieanichols June 28, 2012 at 14:08 #

    My hubby will only accept one answer, I pine away for him eternally. I see that your Hub is of the same mind. The Hub should mind what he says about your cooking if he expects you to pine away for him.


    • Tilly Bud - The Laughing Housewife June 28, 2012 at 14:35 #

      I think most men expect it.

      Did you know statistics show that more divorced/widowed men than women re-marry? They need us more than we need them 😉


      • Pseu June 29, 2012 at 01:38 #

        I’m having trouble getting my head around this one.

        Does that mean that more previously unmarried women are marrying the men who have already been married once (or even twice) and are now divorced or widowed, while those women who have already been married and are now divorced or widowed wouldn’t touch another married man or even an unmarried man with a barge pole?

        Or have I got the wrong end of the barge pole?


  6. terry1954 June 28, 2012 at 14:13 #

    very good and i loved that movie


  7. viveka June 28, 2012 at 18:53 #

    Tilly, you’re one mad woman …. *smile – wonderful post again. Congratulation to your earlier work and what we haven’t seen yet. You’re brilliant.


  8. eof737 June 29, 2012 at 09:48 #

    Poor guy… Blamed for everything under the sun. 😆


  9. bluebee June 30, 2012 at 03:58 #

    Well, apparently dentistry has the highest suicide rate of any profession (who can blame them after looking into other people’s mouths all day), so you would be wise to go straight back to the Hub (unless, of course, your dentist is rich, then the Hub would be wise to wait quietly and patiently in the shadows)


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