Posts Tagged ‘The Brady Bunch’

Mary Ann.  I’ve known her since 7th grade when we met at a sleep-over at a mutual friend’s house.   We’ve been friends for decades and have so many shared experiences from high school romances and marriages, births and deaths.

One of the things Mary Ann and I have in common is a love for the sappiness of The Brady Bunch.  Quite a few years ago I wanted to give her the movie A Very Brady Christmas for a gift, but it was way too expensive – over $50!!   I didn’t buy it because nothing Brady is worth that much money.  But because I had cable TV and she didn’t, I taped a showing of A Very Brady Christmas that aired.  You heard me, I said “taped.”  Video tape.  Remember those?  I took great care to delete the commercials and did a pretty good job.

I haven’t seen the movie since that night I taped it for Mary Ann, and she’s watched it every Christmas season since.  It didn’t seem fair.

Mary Ann and I had lunch the other day and she gave me a pre-Christmas gift.  That’s right, it was a DVD of A Very Brady Christmas.  At first I thought she actually bought it for me, but she told me no, she’d taken the video tape I gave her and copied it onto a disc.  How’s that for friendship?!

Bobby and Peter discuss the very complicated situations in their lives.  Complicated situations are pretty cut and dry to the rest of us who aren’t Bradys.

Homemade gifts are the best, and Mary Ann outdid herself with this DVD.  I watched it that very evening.  Husby joined me even though he doesn’t have the affinity for The Brady Bunch that I do.  Actually, he has no affinity for the Bradys at all, but we both had a blast watching it!  The sappiness didn’t disappoint.

Jan and Phillip rekindle their dying marriage and do the nasty while everyone else is downstairs having breakfast on Christmas day.

Bobby quits graduate school to become a race car driver, Mrs. Brady gives Jan and her husband permission to miss Christmas breakfast for sex, Peter decides it doesn’t really matter if the love of his life makes more money than he does, and Alice takes back her husband, Sam the butcher, who left her for a younger woman whose rump roast he seasoned.  Above all, Mr. Brady is saved from a collapsing building with a Christmas carol.  Oh, what a fabulous mixture of drama and unadulterated absurdity!

Many thanks to Mary Ann who proved to be one of those friends who never fails.

The entire Brady clan singing O Come All Ye Faithful, which apparently gives Mr. Brady the super human strength to save himself from a building that collapsed around him.

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Here’s the story of a lovely lady, who was bringing up three very lovely girls.  All of them had hair of gold like their mother, the youngest one in curls. 

Here’s the story of a man named Brady, who was busy with three boys of his own.  They were four men living all together, but they were all alone.

‘Til the one day when the lady met this fellow and they knew it was much more than a hunch that this group must somehow form a family, that’s the way they all became the Brady Bunch.

Mom always says don’t play ball in the house!

Glasses! Oh, no, mom! Not glasses! They’ll make me look absolutely positively goofy!

Adios, Johnny Bravo!

I don’t snitch, I just tell it like it is. 

 All day long at school I hear how great Marcia is at this or how wonderful Marcia did that! Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!

The Brady Bunch Drink Charms at Auntie B’s Wax

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Do you remember Tiger Beat magazine?  I never bought a copy but would look at it when I was buying candy at Reed’s Drug Store.  Tiger Beat was (and still is from what I understand) all about teen idols, music, and fashion aimed primarily teenage girls.  Back in my day the popular heart throbs on the cover of Tiger Beat were Bobby Sherman, David Cassidy, and Donny Osmond.  Which one of those was your favorite?

I was more of a John Denver fan myself, but nothing beat the coolness of the David Cassidy and The Partridge Family.  Remember that show?  I didn’t really think Keith Partridge was that dreamy, but I though Laurie was just about the coolest with her long straight hair.  Of course Shirley was the best mom in the whole world, always knowing what to do.  And when they were performing she always dressed like Austin Powers.

Why oh why couldn’t my family be that groovy and travel around in a painted school bus to sing at Holiday Inns around the country?  Well, a young girl dreams. 

Now that I’m not so young The Partridge Family adorns my wine glasses once in a while.  A set of Partridge Family drink charms are available in my Etsy shop for you too!  If you really want to go all out, pair them up with a set of The Brady Bunch charms and you’ll have the most far-out party ever!

Come on!  They’re all so sappy they’re cool!  These charms are a retro gift any child of the ’70s would love.  See you at the shop!

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By now everyone’s heard the news that Davy Jones, age 66, has died.

Are you kidding me?!

I’ve always been a Monkees fan.  I remember, when I was just a young girl in the late ’60s, seeing a commercial on TV advertising a Monkees double album set.  I knew I had to have it.  I also knew my mother would never approve of spending that much money on record albums much less through the mail.  So secretly I met with Charlotte and we gathered enough of our little savings and mailed CASH through the mail to receive our Monkees records.  I wonder if those records are still somewhere in my mom and dad’s house?  If they are I know they have a lot of wear as Charlotte and I listened to them a lot.  I also know you cannot stop a starry-eyed, pre-teen girl from having her heart’s desire, so sneaking behind my mom’s back to get the albums was definitely forgivable.

Davy Jones.  Boy he was a heart-throb, huh?  Yep, I thought he was pretty groovy, but I wasn’t the only one.  Marsha Brady was way more in love with him than I ever was.  She promised her entire school that he would be at her prom because he responded to her fan mail!  I thought that episode of The Brady Bunch, where Davy Jones makes an appearance, was just about the coolest.  I saw that episode on a rerun not too long ago.  (Yes, I will watch The Brady Bunch whenever I can because they’re just so, well, far-out!)  I noticed this time around that Davy’s manager in the show was completely head-over-heels for Davy, giving him dreamy eyes and everything.  He even got a little jealous when Marsha came in to the recording studio and kicked her out, knowing that Davy would give his affections to her if he caught a glimpse.  Tres funny!

Well that just goes to show Davy Jones was a dreamboat to everyone.  True, he died before any of us were ready for it, but he left behind many a fluttering heart and a small contribution to the music world.  RIP, Davy.  You made me a believer.

P.S.  If this post got you thinking about the Brady Bunch, be sure to check out the ultra groovy Brady Bunch drink charms available in my shop.

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