We couldn't help but accept the challenge of assigning our favorite small-screen protagonists the holidays we imagine they'd dream of. The result is a list of amazing spots around that globe that anyone, real or make-believe, would be sure to enjoy.
I was on a long-haul flight a few years ago, and the guy across from me watched episodes of Modern Family back to back for its duration. At that point...
I treaded very lightly and explained that I was that mom at one time, but that I had found a way out of the daily grind. My passion and book, Get Your Girl Back, was to help their moms do the same.
It was not just my sons, grown and leading their own lives, but myself I was hoping to soothe with a traditional Thanksgiving.
Before I learned that my best friend is gay, I laughed at the comical portrayals of gay men on shows like Saturday Night Live, which used some variation on the flamboyant gay man as a regular gag. Before I learned that my best friend is gay, I saw such caricatures as light play, and never did it cross my mind that they were not necessarily realistic or accurate.
That house brought together my father and mother's families. As a child, my parents brought me back there so often that even now, the thought of that old house triggers in me the smell of my grandfather's old workshop or the feel of the old rusty fence that ran behind the chicken coop.
Ashley isn't your average writer/actress. First of all, she is a teenager and secondly, she is a foster kid. Ashley was one of seven teenagers from Maryvale and Hillsides group homes who took part in the "Kids in the Spotlight" fifth annual film festival.
This fall has been full of firsts for Fred Willard. Take -- for example -- last month, when Willard made his daytime drama debut on The Bold and the Beautiful. Fred appeared in four episodes of this long-running CBS soap opera back in October and loved every minute of it.
Claire, as a fellow soccer mom, I'm officially asking for an apology. Your Insane Asylum of Horror, had you let it stand, would truly have been the most frightening house in the neighborhood. But for different reasons than you think.
This Halloween, I received one of the scariest emails from my colleague Pete Earley alerting me to a misguided, ignorant and prejudiced piece about people living with mental illness on the hit ABC show, Modern Family.
The stories appear new. They are not. Where is the Latina Olivia Pope? Where is my unified upper class Mexican American family?
Families like mine are the new reality in America. While pundits and politicians have used "family values" as an artificial dividing line in our nation, the kind of family they imagine is obsolete.
My Grandma Elizabeth lived to be 104 years old. In her lifetime, she witnessed World Wars I and II, The Great Depression, the Holocaust, the Vietnam War, the crumbling of the Berlin Wall, September 11th and a few other events. Without an iPhone, undergoing Botox, owning a flat-screen TV, or joining Cross Fit, she was the strongest woman I have ever known.
The biggest silver lining to the downfall of summer is the knowledge that fall TV is finally on the horizon, bringing some trusty old friends back into our lives once again. But the summer has been long and hot and has left us a little foggy on what went down during spring finales oh-so-long ago.
Would we be having this discussion if Hugh Jackman had been displayed shirtless on that rotating pedestal? I think not. This was tongue and cheek, people. A parody. A lark. And a creative way to present a boring part of the show. Geesh!
Why should we pay cable companies big monthly fees for a huge lineup of programs we never watch but are charged for. Research shows that folks with 300 channels only watch an average of 12 of them. Why not pick and choose just what we want to watch and pay for each show as we go? Or, as the industry calls it: pay-per-view.