I skipped my exercises this morning in favor of shopping for groceries. Since we slept late, it was about 9 a.m. before we were ready to leave the house. We stopped first at the grocery store that sells my favorite brand of cottage cheese (the last carton I bought was used in the lasagna). From there, we went to the WDCS for the rest of the groceries. We shopped both for us and for Mother, who is becoming more and more reluctant to go to that store.
We were back home around 10:30, and spent a little while reading our novels before fixing ourselves PB&J sandwiches for an 11:30 lunch. We ate early because we needed to leave around noon to get to the local college around 12:15 for a children's theater performance, for which Hubbie and I served as ushers. Mother went with us, too.
The script for the play was written by a young female member of our community theater board, and it was directed by her sister. I didn't know what to expect, but it was pretty good. The colorful costumes were good too. The set was minimal, but adequate. There was a scant audience for today's 1 p.m. performance, but we were told that several hundred children attended the Thursday and Friday afternoon shows. I hope there is a good turnout for the perfromances this evening and tomorrow afternoon.
We were back home by 2 p.m., and spent an hour or so reading before having a supper of leftover lasagna, with sliced tomatoes and cottage cheese on the side. Mother joined us for supper.
It has been overcast most of the day, and it even sprinkled a little, but yearned-for rain never materialized. The gardens and yard are in desperate need of rain, but it appears we won't get any for a while. Hubbie has been keeping the sprinklers going every evening.
The Laura Bush Texas petunia seems already to be taking root and has put on a few brilliant pink flowers since Hubbie planted it yesterday. It's a truly amazing, rapid-growing plant.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Friday, July 10
Whew! It's been a busy day. It started with water aerobics, of course. Water had been added to the pool since last Wednesday, so it felt chillier. But it was still good, once I got used to it. Lots of ladies are attending on these hot, summer days. About 30 of us crowd the shallow end of the pool for aerobics. I spend about 30 minutes before aerobics swimming in the deep end.
Today, one of the ladies brought me cuttings of Laura Bush Texas petunias, which she said are very hardy and propagate rapidly. She got a planter of the flowers for her birthday a couple of weeks ago, and already they had grown so much that she was able to give away cuttings. Hubbie immediately planted the cuttings in a pot and put it in the sun outdoors, which was recommended by a website I visited to learn more about the plant.
I got a call from Mother's doctor's office, letting me know a prescription for a transport chair was faxed to a pharmacy/medical supply business. So after lunch, Hubbie and I went to the business to get paperwork underway to Medicare and Mother's insurance company to pay for the chair. But we were told that the company that manufactures the chair no longer accepts Medicare, as of June 30. If the doctor hadn't drug her feet getting the prescription out, we could have had the chair a couple of weeks ago, with Medicare approval.
However, the guy at the pharmacy told us that another medical supply business in town had chairs by a manufacturer who still accepts Medicare. So we took the prescription there, and had no problem ordering a chair. It won't be here until Monday, but that's okay. We won't really need it until the week after next, when we plan to go to a grape festival in a hill town of our state.
Before we went to the pharmacy, we stopped by a post office box to mail a letter. It was then that I realized I had forgotten to get Mother's Medicare card and insurance card for the chair, so we had to come back by the house for those.
Once we got the chair ordered, we went on to the flea market that wasn't open yesterday. Today, it was open, and in scouting the numerous booths, we found a Corning Ware baking dish with lid for $7.95 that is the same size as the one at home. The lid has a chip on the top, but it'll be okay. As we were paying for it, I pointed out the ding in the lid, and the lady mentioned that a vendor at another booth had Corning Ware lids for sale. She showed them to me, and there was one that was the right size for only $1. I bought it, but I wish we'd known about it before we paid for the other dish. Oh well, we frequently use our Corning Ware, so it's fine that we have an extra. We might even consign it to the camper.
Back home, we got a call from one of the Master Gardeners. At the MG meeting yesterday, he'd mentioned to Hubbie that he had an abundance of tomatoes and was willing to sell some of them, and he would call Hubbie next time he picked them. He picked them today. So off we went to fetch some. We bought ten pounds at seventy-five cents a pound, way below what we've been paying for them. We have plenty now for the coming week, while Sis is here.
From there, we went to a nearby town to get a watermelon from our favorite farmer. Unfortunately, he wasn't vending today, so we stopped at another farmer's house that advertised melons. All he had left were yellow meat ones, but we bought one to try. He also had yellow summer squash and zucchini squash, so we bought some of those for a steamed veggie supper next week.
By about 4;30 p.m., we were back home, finally. I mixed a double batch of pancake batter for our supper. I had hoped there would be enough in a double batch to freeze some to take on one of our trips. There were a few pancakes left after we ate, but not enough for another meal. So we'll need to make up an extra batch in a few days for the freezer. The pancakes, made with a mix of white and wheat flours, were very good.
Mother especially enjoyed them. She said it'd been a long time since she'd had pancakes, because she doesn't make them just for her when she's at home. I'll remember that the next time we have them, and make enough to send to her house. We usually have them on Sunday evenings, when Mother is not here to join us for supper.
After supper, Hubbie and I went downtown for the second Friday "Wander and Wonder" event, where we wandered and wondered why no businesses were open. Not much was going on down there...kids from a local dance studio were performing in the pocket park, and the art gallery was open, where there was colored chalk for kids who wanted to draw on the sidewalk out front, but only a couple of kids took advantage of that. A restaurant was open, hosting a private party, and a music theater that charges admission featured a bluegrass entertainer. But the new antique mall, that I hoped to visit, was closed.
This is the one year anniversary of the event, but I think the idea is going to fizzle if the businesses don't cooperate, and more entertainment is not offered. We arrived at the event about 6:15, and were back home in front of the TV by 7:15. Last year at this time, there was a lot going on down there, which drew crowds of folks looking for free entertainment on a summer evening.
Today, one of the ladies brought me cuttings of Laura Bush Texas petunias, which she said are very hardy and propagate rapidly. She got a planter of the flowers for her birthday a couple of weeks ago, and already they had grown so much that she was able to give away cuttings. Hubbie immediately planted the cuttings in a pot and put it in the sun outdoors, which was recommended by a website I visited to learn more about the plant.
I got a call from Mother's doctor's office, letting me know a prescription for a transport chair was faxed to a pharmacy/medical supply business. So after lunch, Hubbie and I went to the business to get paperwork underway to Medicare and Mother's insurance company to pay for the chair. But we were told that the company that manufactures the chair no longer accepts Medicare, as of June 30. If the doctor hadn't drug her feet getting the prescription out, we could have had the chair a couple of weeks ago, with Medicare approval.
However, the guy at the pharmacy told us that another medical supply business in town had chairs by a manufacturer who still accepts Medicare. So we took the prescription there, and had no problem ordering a chair. It won't be here until Monday, but that's okay. We won't really need it until the week after next, when we plan to go to a grape festival in a hill town of our state.
Before we went to the pharmacy, we stopped by a post office box to mail a letter. It was then that I realized I had forgotten to get Mother's Medicare card and insurance card for the chair, so we had to come back by the house for those.
Once we got the chair ordered, we went on to the flea market that wasn't open yesterday. Today, it was open, and in scouting the numerous booths, we found a Corning Ware baking dish with lid for $7.95 that is the same size as the one at home. The lid has a chip on the top, but it'll be okay. As we were paying for it, I pointed out the ding in the lid, and the lady mentioned that a vendor at another booth had Corning Ware lids for sale. She showed them to me, and there was one that was the right size for only $1. I bought it, but I wish we'd known about it before we paid for the other dish. Oh well, we frequently use our Corning Ware, so it's fine that we have an extra. We might even consign it to the camper.
Back home, we got a call from one of the Master Gardeners. At the MG meeting yesterday, he'd mentioned to Hubbie that he had an abundance of tomatoes and was willing to sell some of them, and he would call Hubbie next time he picked them. He picked them today. So off we went to fetch some. We bought ten pounds at seventy-five cents a pound, way below what we've been paying for them. We have plenty now for the coming week, while Sis is here.
From there, we went to a nearby town to get a watermelon from our favorite farmer. Unfortunately, he wasn't vending today, so we stopped at another farmer's house that advertised melons. All he had left were yellow meat ones, but we bought one to try. He also had yellow summer squash and zucchini squash, so we bought some of those for a steamed veggie supper next week.
By about 4;30 p.m., we were back home, finally. I mixed a double batch of pancake batter for our supper. I had hoped there would be enough in a double batch to freeze some to take on one of our trips. There were a few pancakes left after we ate, but not enough for another meal. So we'll need to make up an extra batch in a few days for the freezer. The pancakes, made with a mix of white and wheat flours, were very good.
Mother especially enjoyed them. She said it'd been a long time since she'd had pancakes, because she doesn't make them just for her when she's at home. I'll remember that the next time we have them, and make enough to send to her house. We usually have them on Sunday evenings, when Mother is not here to join us for supper.
After supper, Hubbie and I went downtown for the second Friday "Wander and Wonder" event, where we wandered and wondered why no businesses were open. Not much was going on down there...kids from a local dance studio were performing in the pocket park, and the art gallery was open, where there was colored chalk for kids who wanted to draw on the sidewalk out front, but only a couple of kids took advantage of that. A restaurant was open, hosting a private party, and a music theater that charges admission featured a bluegrass entertainer. But the new antique mall, that I hoped to visit, was closed.
This is the one year anniversary of the event, but I think the idea is going to fizzle if the businesses don't cooperate, and more entertainment is not offered. We arrived at the event about 6:15, and were back home in front of the TV by 7:15. Last year at this time, there was a lot going on down there, which drew crowds of folks looking for free entertainment on a summer evening.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Thursday, July 9
We were in no hurry to get up this morning, but we roused by 7 a.m., and after breakfast, I got on the treadmill, followed by weights exercises. After that, Hubbie and I prepared a bowl of fresh fruit for lunch later...strawberries, blueberries, cherries, grapes, and Craisins.
Then Hubbie left to go to a Master Gardener meeting, and I got ready for the day. I had nothing pressing going on today, so I started the first of the "Twilight" novels by Stephenie Meyer. It's basically a romance novel, peopled with seventeen-year-old teenagers, some of whom are vampires. Naturally, one is an ultra-beautiful male, who attacts the new girl on campus. The book is an easy read, not requiring deep thinking.
I just finished reading "Outer Banks," by Anne Rivers Siddons, also an easy read. But it is a more thought-provoking southern Gothic novel that traces four women from college to adulthood. It definitely deals with adult situations, though, where cancer becomes the "vampire" for one of the characters. The book deals with the complicated friendship among the women while they are in college, and then as they come back together for a reunion 30 years later. I've read and enjoyed several of Siddon's books.
Hubbie returned from his meeting at noon, and we fixed deli turkey and cheese sandwiches, with lettuce and Vidalia onions, and grape tomatoes with dollops of cottage cheese, and the fruit for dessert.
Afterward, we decided to go to the flea markets in search of a lid for one of my Corning Ware baking dishes. A couple of nights ago, Hubbie plunged the lid, hot from the oven, into dishwater, and it fell to pieces. So now I need a new lid.
The first flea market we visited was closed...it is only open on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sunday afternoons. The three other flea markets we visited have closed down and new businesses are going into them. So we were unsuccessful in finding a lid today.
But since we were out, we stopped by a couple of outlet stores, just to look around. I found packages of gift bags at one of the stores...five bags per package for less than $1.50 each. At the second store, I found small velvet bags with drawstrings that I can use to store various jewelry pendants to protect them from scratches. I also found packages of thank-you notes for three packages for a dollar. Hubbie found a $1 journal to use in making expense, mileage, etc., notes when we're traveling.
Back home, we continued reading our novels, and then later fixed leftover stirfry and rice for our supper. Mother stayed home all day today.
Tonight, we watched the movie, "Shattered Glass," a PG-13 film about the young journalist, Stephen Glass, who fabricated facts in his articles for "The New Republic" magazine. He was able to deceive the editors, fact checkers, and copyeditors at the magazine for about three years before his lies were finally brought to light by a reporter at "Forbes" magazine.
The second film we watched was "Dead of Winter," an R-rated 1987 suspense movie starring Mary Steenburgen. The plot: Steenburgen's character, an actress, agrees to go to the mansion of a millionaire. She thinks she's going there for a screen test, but her host and others at the mansion have other plans for her.
Then Hubbie left to go to a Master Gardener meeting, and I got ready for the day. I had nothing pressing going on today, so I started the first of the "Twilight" novels by Stephenie Meyer. It's basically a romance novel, peopled with seventeen-year-old teenagers, some of whom are vampires. Naturally, one is an ultra-beautiful male, who attacts the new girl on campus. The book is an easy read, not requiring deep thinking.
I just finished reading "Outer Banks," by Anne Rivers Siddons, also an easy read. But it is a more thought-provoking southern Gothic novel that traces four women from college to adulthood. It definitely deals with adult situations, though, where cancer becomes the "vampire" for one of the characters. The book deals with the complicated friendship among the women while they are in college, and then as they come back together for a reunion 30 years later. I've read and enjoyed several of Siddon's books.
Hubbie returned from his meeting at noon, and we fixed deli turkey and cheese sandwiches, with lettuce and Vidalia onions, and grape tomatoes with dollops of cottage cheese, and the fruit for dessert.
Afterward, we decided to go to the flea markets in search of a lid for one of my Corning Ware baking dishes. A couple of nights ago, Hubbie plunged the lid, hot from the oven, into dishwater, and it fell to pieces. So now I need a new lid.
The first flea market we visited was closed...it is only open on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sunday afternoons. The three other flea markets we visited have closed down and new businesses are going into them. So we were unsuccessful in finding a lid today.
But since we were out, we stopped by a couple of outlet stores, just to look around. I found packages of gift bags at one of the stores...five bags per package for less than $1.50 each. At the second store, I found small velvet bags with drawstrings that I can use to store various jewelry pendants to protect them from scratches. I also found packages of thank-you notes for three packages for a dollar. Hubbie found a $1 journal to use in making expense, mileage, etc., notes when we're traveling.
Back home, we continued reading our novels, and then later fixed leftover stirfry and rice for our supper. Mother stayed home all day today.
Tonight, we watched the movie, "Shattered Glass," a PG-13 film about the young journalist, Stephen Glass, who fabricated facts in his articles for "The New Republic" magazine. He was able to deceive the editors, fact checkers, and copyeditors at the magazine for about three years before his lies were finally brought to light by a reporter at "Forbes" magazine.
The second film we watched was "Dead of Winter," an R-rated 1987 suspense movie starring Mary Steenburgen. The plot: Steenburgen's character, an actress, agrees to go to the mansion of a millionaire. She thinks she's going there for a screen test, but her host and others at the mansion have other plans for her.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Tuesday, July 7
After sleeping in until nearly 8 a.m. and then having a cold cereal breakfast, I hopped on the treadmill for 35 minutes, and finished with resistance exercises. We spent the rest of the morning doing this and that. For one thing, I finally got around to reading the Sunday newspaper. It seemed like there were just too many distractions Sunday and Monday to leave time for reading.
Together, Hubbie and I made chef's salads for lunch. Mother came over after lunch, and we worked for a couple of hours on scrapbook pages and greeting cards.
At the eagle nest: the mother was there for a long time. She spruced the nest by moving small twigs and limbs around. I think the baby had pulled them out to practice perching on or to peck at, as though they were prey. After a while, the mother flew away, and soon came back with food. I couldn't tell what it was, but she fed it to the eaglet, who is as big as his mother now. Once he was full, he hopped/flew to another part of the nest, while the mother finished feeding. It was drizzly at the nest, today, and raindrops blurred the camera lens at times.
At one point, the mother kept trying to maneuver a rather large twig into the side of the nest, because it was sticking out, and every time the mother tried to walk across the nest, the twig poked her. The eaglet was in the path of the mother's work, though, and she nearly knocked him out of the nest in her determination to get that twig in the place she wanted it. The eaglet finally got the message and hopped/flew out of the way.
Together, Hubbie and I made chef's salads for lunch. Mother came over after lunch, and we worked for a couple of hours on scrapbook pages and greeting cards.
At the eagle nest: the mother was there for a long time. She spruced the nest by moving small twigs and limbs around. I think the baby had pulled them out to practice perching on or to peck at, as though they were prey. After a while, the mother flew away, and soon came back with food. I couldn't tell what it was, but she fed it to the eaglet, who is as big as his mother now. Once he was full, he hopped/flew to another part of the nest, while the mother finished feeding. It was drizzly at the nest, today, and raindrops blurred the camera lens at times.
At one point, the mother kept trying to maneuver a rather large twig into the side of the nest, because it was sticking out, and every time the mother tried to walk across the nest, the twig poked her. The eaglet was in the path of the mother's work, though, and she nearly knocked him out of the nest in her determination to get that twig in the place she wanted it. The eaglet finally got the message and hopped/flew out of the way.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Monday, July 6
After four days away from the swimming pool, it was hard to get up at 6:30 this morning to get ready for water aerobics. And then the pool was chillier than it has been. The pool maintenance guy said that today the water was 84 degrees, which is the proper temperature. The reason it was warmer before (86 or 87 degrees) was a faulty heater. That has been corrected, so we can expect the water to be cooler, now. Oh, well.
Our aerobics leader played a pop music CD to exercise by, and one of the songs was a Michael Jackson number. "Oh, I didn't realize that one was on there. By the way, has everybody heard that Michael Jackson died?" she asked, facetiously, knowing that, as Hubbie put it, a person would have to be unconscious to NOT have heard about it, since most TV news time is being monopolized with stories of Jackson.
One of the ladies at aerobics arrived with a large, purple bruise on her chin. She explained that she had fallen on her face on the concrete floor of her garage. Ouch. It's a wonder she didn't break bones in her face.
One or another of us ladies can be counted on to come to aerobics with a ding or other problem. Last week, one lady showed up with a large patch of red rash under one eye and down her cheek...an allergy, her doctor said. I suspect it might have been poison ivy. But a prescribed ointment cleared it up.
I, of course, frequently sport bruises on my arms and legs. Right now, I have one on my back, but fortunately, it's below my swimsuit line.
After I got back home and ready for the day, Hubbie and I ran errands...to a grocery store/pharmacy to pick up a prescription and buy-one-get-one-free packages of shredded mozzarella cheese. I got four packages, three of which will go in the freezer. The store also had bananas at 39 cents a lb. So I got two bunches, one for us and one for Mother.
Then we went to the WDCS for regular groceries. Mother sent her list with us, too. At that store, we noticed a young woman covered in tattoos. They were all over her arms and legs (and probably in other places not on display) in ugly profusion. Her husband (at least I supposed he was her husband...you never know these days) had one or two, also, but not like her. They had two small kids in tow. What is this young lady thinking, to do this awful thing to herself?
We got home from shopping around noon. Mother had heated the remainder of the barbecue and sauce, which we had with the last of the salads. After lunch, Hubbie measured the pantry in the camper so we could get plastic totes for organizing the area. Then we were off again to WDCS to see if we could find what we needed. We did.
While we were there, I saw a folding dolly with basket that I figured would work to wheel our totes of scrapbooking supplies to club or other meeting places. It would save me having to make several trips to the van to carry stuff in. When we got back home, Hubbie measured my totes to see if they'd fit in the basket of the dolly, and they will. So next time I'm at the store, I want to get one.
For supper, we decided to have stirfry. But wouldn't you know it, we had everything we needed except soy sauce, which required another trip to the grocery store, of course. The stirfry over brown rice was good. I'd cooked the rice earlier in the afternoon in the rice cooker. I cooked enough to have for a couple of other meals this week...with chicken casserole, and with leftover stirfry one night.
Later, we watched a couple of movies: "Miss Marple," from the public television channel, and then a premium channel film called "Turbulence," starring Ray Liotta and Lauren Holly. This 1997 film, rated "R" for language and an abundance of violence, is an air disaster movie in which a psychotic killer (Liotta) takes over a passenger plane and proceeds to kill everybody in sight (though there are only a handful of passengers, along with pilots and other staff). A flight attendant has to land the plane.
Our aerobics leader played a pop music CD to exercise by, and one of the songs was a Michael Jackson number. "Oh, I didn't realize that one was on there. By the way, has everybody heard that Michael Jackson died?" she asked, facetiously, knowing that, as Hubbie put it, a person would have to be unconscious to NOT have heard about it, since most TV news time is being monopolized with stories of Jackson.
One of the ladies at aerobics arrived with a large, purple bruise on her chin. She explained that she had fallen on her face on the concrete floor of her garage. Ouch. It's a wonder she didn't break bones in her face.
One or another of us ladies can be counted on to come to aerobics with a ding or other problem. Last week, one lady showed up with a large patch of red rash under one eye and down her cheek...an allergy, her doctor said. I suspect it might have been poison ivy. But a prescribed ointment cleared it up.
I, of course, frequently sport bruises on my arms and legs. Right now, I have one on my back, but fortunately, it's below my swimsuit line.
After I got back home and ready for the day, Hubbie and I ran errands...to a grocery store/pharmacy to pick up a prescription and buy-one-get-one-free packages of shredded mozzarella cheese. I got four packages, three of which will go in the freezer. The store also had bananas at 39 cents a lb. So I got two bunches, one for us and one for Mother.
Then we went to the WDCS for regular groceries. Mother sent her list with us, too. At that store, we noticed a young woman covered in tattoos. They were all over her arms and legs (and probably in other places not on display) in ugly profusion. Her husband (at least I supposed he was her husband...you never know these days) had one or two, also, but not like her. They had two small kids in tow. What is this young lady thinking, to do this awful thing to herself?
We got home from shopping around noon. Mother had heated the remainder of the barbecue and sauce, which we had with the last of the salads. After lunch, Hubbie measured the pantry in the camper so we could get plastic totes for organizing the area. Then we were off again to WDCS to see if we could find what we needed. We did.
While we were there, I saw a folding dolly with basket that I figured would work to wheel our totes of scrapbooking supplies to club or other meeting places. It would save me having to make several trips to the van to carry stuff in. When we got back home, Hubbie measured my totes to see if they'd fit in the basket of the dolly, and they will. So next time I'm at the store, I want to get one.
For supper, we decided to have stirfry. But wouldn't you know it, we had everything we needed except soy sauce, which required another trip to the grocery store, of course. The stirfry over brown rice was good. I'd cooked the rice earlier in the afternoon in the rice cooker. I cooked enough to have for a couple of other meals this week...with chicken casserole, and with leftover stirfry one night.
Later, we watched a couple of movies: "Miss Marple," from the public television channel, and then a premium channel film called "Turbulence," starring Ray Liotta and Lauren Holly. This 1997 film, rated "R" for language and an abundance of violence, is an air disaster movie in which a psychotic killer (Liotta) takes over a passenger plane and proceeds to kill everybody in sight (though there are only a handful of passengers, along with pilots and other staff). A flight attendant has to land the plane.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Sunday, July 5
We slept until nearly 8 a.m. this morning, and since I didn't exercise yesterday, I hopped on the treadmill after breakfast, and then did weights exercises. Mother came over to read the Sunday paper, while I was getting ready for the day.
After I set the DVR for the shows and movies this week, Mother and I watched the Fourth of July celebrations from Boston and Washington, D.C., that I'd recorded on the DVR while we were gone to see our town's fireworks display down at the river last night.
Lunch today was leftover barbecue and accompaniments from yesterday. Afterwards, Mother and I planned the coming week's menu, plus the menu for our trip to the grape festival later this month.
After that, Mother went home, and Hubbie and I watched "Mrs. McGinty 's Dead," a Hercule Poirot mystery from public television. Then we watched "Reign of Fire," a PG-13 movie starring Christian Bale and Matthew McConoughey as dragonslayers in a world threatened with extinction.
Later this evening, around 8:30 p.m., Hubbie, Mother, and I went over to the college to see an outdoor movie, "Hairspray." This movie, rated PG, and starring John Travolta, Michelle Pffeifer, and Queen Latifah, is a musical described as a "thought provoking exploration of prejudice and racism." It's serious message is cloaked in comedy, though.
After I set the DVR for the shows and movies this week, Mother and I watched the Fourth of July celebrations from Boston and Washington, D.C., that I'd recorded on the DVR while we were gone to see our town's fireworks display down at the river last night.
Lunch today was leftover barbecue and accompaniments from yesterday. Afterwards, Mother and I planned the coming week's menu, plus the menu for our trip to the grape festival later this month.
After that, Mother went home, and Hubbie and I watched "Mrs. McGinty 's Dead," a Hercule Poirot mystery from public television. Then we watched "Reign of Fire," a PG-13 movie starring Christian Bale and Matthew McConoughey as dragonslayers in a world threatened with extinction.
Later this evening, around 8:30 p.m., Hubbie, Mother, and I went over to the college to see an outdoor movie, "Hairspray." This movie, rated PG, and starring John Travolta, Michelle Pffeifer, and Queen Latifah, is a musical described as a "thought provoking exploration of prejudice and racism." It's serious message is cloaked in comedy, though.
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