Affectionate Fighting
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Copperfox
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Amanda, you have seniority as my most constant love-enemy here, so you get my last word before I take my medication and go to bed. I Glove you dearly, and am grateful to God that you and I can Glove each other. Good night, sweet girl.
Tiff, in case you aren't up on this, "Glove" is shorthand for "G-rated love": my way of making it understood that nothing improper is intended here. But there I go, taking away Amanda's last word! Have to start over now--
Amanda, you are inexpressibly delightful and precious to my heart! I hope you have the most spectacularly enjoyable July 4th weekend. I Glove you 24/7!
Tiff, in case you aren't up on this, "Glove" is shorthand for "G-rated love": my way of making it understood that nothing improper is intended here. But there I go, taking away Amanda's last word! Have to start over now--
Amanda, you are inexpressibly delightful and precious to my heart! I hope you have the most spectacularly enjoyable July 4th weekend. I Glove you 24/7!
bruiser
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haha. I _have_ to have the last word. lol.
daww.
I glove you too Papa Joe. You know that my Glove surrounds you in everything that you do, and everywhere you go.
Have sweet dreams my dear, and if you were to arrive on here before I am able to then I would like to say, Good Morning Papa Joe! I hope that your sleep was well.
<3
daww.
I glove you too Papa Joe. You know that my Glove surrounds you in everything that you do, and everywhere you go.
Have sweet dreams my dear, and if you were to arrive on here before I am able to then I would like to say, Good Morning Papa Joe! I hope that your sleep was well.
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Copperfox
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Amanda, all this rapid-fire tenderness has me dizzy! It's "dreadful" of you to take advantage of my fondness for you by making me want to make sure I leave no question from my wonderful spiritual granddaughter unanswered!
Yes, little darling, the part where I mention my deceased wives--AND the folk art seen in Japan--is the area I wanted you to look at. And you don't have to know art already to post QUESTIONS on that thread; the super-talented and stunningly beautiful Miss Narvaez WANTS to bring new learning to good young folks like you.
So goodnight again, Amanda-Panda, my walking breathing embodiment of pure and sincere affection! You'll just have to re-do YOUR "Good morning" to me, as I was forced to re-do my "Good night" to you. I set off a landmine under you, which deluges you with a thousand loving hugs, and then I really drag myself to bed!
Yes, little darling, the part where I mention my deceased wives--AND the folk art seen in Japan--is the area I wanted you to look at. And you don't have to know art already to post QUESTIONS on that thread; the super-talented and stunningly beautiful Miss Narvaez WANTS to bring new learning to good young folks like you.
So goodnight again, Amanda-Panda, my walking breathing embodiment of pure and sincere affection! You'll just have to re-do YOUR "Good morning" to me, as I was forced to re-do my "Good night" to you. I set off a landmine under you, which deluges you with a thousand loving hugs, and then I really drag myself to bed!
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Copperfox
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Sweeping up, Lioba? What a reckless and provocative act of thoughtfulness! You _insanely_ invite upon yourself the _appalling_ danger of becoming eligible for all the implied blessings of Our Lord's words: "He who would be greatest among you must be the servant of all." Here, let me give you a hand, you _despicably_ lovable fraulein. I've got the trash bags over here....It's okay, you didn't wake me up, I woke up spontaneously; that happens often since my wife died.
Yes, that is very sneaky of Shortangel to slip in and out the way she does, isn't it? Now, let me tell you something about QA48, also known as Tiff. She is keenly aware of the fact that an abandonment of God's moral laws is often accompanied by abandonment of the love of beauty. So, art being her specialty, she hopes that restoring the love of beauty may help some souls to regain the love of goodness itself, and thus an appreciation for God. I hope you'll join the very sweet Bruiser in finding intelligent questions to ask Tiff. As for that, _every_ question that honestly seeks knowledge is an intelligent question....Wait, I've got a bucket and sponge for that....I remember a factory I worked at before I was in the Navy. We had a sign on the wall that said: "Don't be afraid to ask stupid questions; they're so much easier to deal with than stupid mistakes!"
Are we done? Wunderbar, and danke schoen to you, Lioba! Here, let me offer you a mug of one of my homemade fruit-and-yogurt breakfast shakes; Amanda would tell you they're delicious....Is that enough?...Bitte. So, while we're waiting for American time zones to catch up so the day's action can begin, would you care to tell me anything about your spiritual life, your walk of faith?
Yes, that is very sneaky of Shortangel to slip in and out the way she does, isn't it? Now, let me tell you something about QA48, also known as Tiff. She is keenly aware of the fact that an abandonment of God's moral laws is often accompanied by abandonment of the love of beauty. So, art being her specialty, she hopes that restoring the love of beauty may help some souls to regain the love of goodness itself, and thus an appreciation for God. I hope you'll join the very sweet Bruiser in finding intelligent questions to ask Tiff. As for that, _every_ question that honestly seeks knowledge is an intelligent question....Wait, I've got a bucket and sponge for that....I remember a factory I worked at before I was in the Navy. We had a sign on the wall that said: "Don't be afraid to ask stupid questions; they're so much easier to deal with than stupid mistakes!"
Are we done? Wunderbar, and danke schoen to you, Lioba! Here, let me offer you a mug of one of my homemade fruit-and-yogurt breakfast shakes; Amanda would tell you they're delicious....Is that enough?...Bitte. So, while we're waiting for American time zones to catch up so the day's action can begin, would you care to tell me anything about your spiritual life, your walk of faith?
Copperfox
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Amanda, honey, happy Fourth of July! Sleeplessness got me up, with the serendipitous good result that I was able to assist Lioba in her kindly cleanup of the mess from my rebirthday party. But now I need to go back to bed and try to sleep again; so I may not be on board when you next check in here. I absorb your advance "Good morning," and surround you with nooses and snares of my own warmly fond affection.
Copperfox
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Lioba, I'm glad I stayed up long enough to see your charming message that you took the time to write before going to work. Amanda, if we don't happen to get in any Glove-battling today, then when you see fireworks just imagine that they are missiles of my Glove being launched at your ever-sweet heart!
bruiser
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I was able to excape for a chance to write here, although this may be the only post that I am able to write for a while.
[Amanda runs her eyes over the scene that was where Copperfox's rebirthday was held.] Aww Lioba, you and Copperfox didn't have to get this all by yourselves. That was not fair to the both of you, you know that I would of helped if I was on. The both of you guy's warm thoughts and acts of kindness might just get you in a rageing Battle of Glove.
[Indeed, Lioba, Copperfox's homemade fruit-and-yogurt breakfast shakes are the best on this earth. I doubt that even a cleb. chief could equally compare his fruit-and-yogurt shakes with Copperfox's.]
I am sorry to hear that your sleep is as restless as it is now that your Jan has departed Further Up and Further In.
I'll never look at fireworks the same. Just to think that I was accually going to try to talk my mom out of making me go. Now I don't want to miss it. :]
[Amanda walks around the clearing in the middle of the surrounding forest in search of Vortex, to present him with a snack that she made at home. Walking sure-footed over the little hills that the roots of the encircleing trees produced, Amanda's foot tripped off a snare of Gugs and Glove that Copperfox had set for her. Laughing about Copperfox's friendly cleverness Amanda prys herself from his Gloving snare trap as Vortex makes his apperance from the hoard of trees at her right. Petting the gryffon's beak, Amanda gives him his snack and departs through the trees. Heading to Shortangel's secret greenhouse to play amongst the butterflys and beautiful flowers.]
[Amanda runs her eyes over the scene that was where Copperfox's rebirthday was held.] Aww Lioba, you and Copperfox didn't have to get this all by yourselves. That was not fair to the both of you, you know that I would of helped if I was on. The both of you guy's warm thoughts and acts of kindness might just get you in a rageing Battle of Glove.
[Indeed, Lioba, Copperfox's homemade fruit-and-yogurt breakfast shakes are the best on this earth. I doubt that even a cleb. chief could equally compare his fruit-and-yogurt shakes with Copperfox's.]
I am sorry to hear that your sleep is as restless as it is now that your Jan has departed Further Up and Further In.
I'll never look at fireworks the same. Just to think that I was accually going to try to talk my mom out of making me go. Now I don't want to miss it. :]
[Amanda walks around the clearing in the middle of the surrounding forest in search of Vortex, to present him with a snack that she made at home. Walking sure-footed over the little hills that the roots of the encircleing trees produced, Amanda's foot tripped off a snare of Gugs and Glove that Copperfox had set for her. Laughing about Copperfox's friendly cleverness Amanda prys herself from his Gloving snare trap as Vortex makes his apperance from the hoard of trees at her right. Petting the gryffon's beak, Amanda gives him his snack and departs through the trees. Heading to Shortangel's secret greenhouse to play amongst the butterflys and beautiful flowers.]
Happy Forth of July Everyone! :]
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Copperfox
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But after the mere diversion of the Glove-snare, Amanda is completely caught off guard to find Papa Joe himself waiting for her _inside_ Shortangel's greenhouse. "The ambush worked, Copperfox!" Vortex chortles as the startled girl jumps at a comradely pat on the shoulder from behind. The Gryphon starts to withdraw, but Joseph (who in the interval had gotten more sleep) says, "No, stay here, Vortex, please. It's hard enough on me being warm and Gloving to this fine girl, always worrying that someone's going to interpret it the wrong way. Now you can be my witness that nothing more extreme was done than THIS--" and he gives Amanda three light kisses: right cheek, forehead, left cheek. Then he asks her to sit down while he "punishes" her with something Biblical.
Amanda, honey, have you heard the Biblical phrase, "What you sow you will also reap?" This was played out in real life, in events following after the portion of Genesis you have looked at. I keep saying that Rebekah was the mother of Jacob, and so she was; but Jacob was just one of a pair of twin brothers. The other one, first out of their mother's body and so nominally the eldest, was Esau--whose descendants were eventually to form a nation of their own in the same part of the world as Israel.
Esau was rugged and adventurous, while Jacob was responsible and smart. Isaac, possibly because he himself had never been especially a macho type, vicariously enjoyed his firstborn son's adventurous ways; but Rebekah, herself a woman of practical intelligence, preferred Jacob who was more capable of looking for long-term benefits instead of immediate pleasures. When Isaac was near death, Rebekah--who despite her good mind was rather superstitious, but so were lots of people then--decided on a way to divert Isaac's formal, ritual blessing to Jacob instead of Esau, as if it were a magic spell that a sorceror could manipulate and redirect. Isaac being almost blind in his old age, Rebekah instructed Jacob to go to him and _pose_ as Esau, so the blessing would fall on him.
When Esau learned of the trick that had been played on him (coming on top of the "birthright" incident which I trust you will read for yourself eventually), he wanted to kill Jacob; so Jacob moved away to the same region his mother had come from. This is where the "reap what you sow" part comes in. In his new home, Jacob eventually became the victim of a switcheroo trick remarkably like what he had pulled on his father. It's all there in Genesis. Enjoy! And remember what a terrible pressure is placed on you in this studying of God's Word. If you do as I suggest, I will love you as if you were my actual granddaughter, whereas if you _don't_ do it, I will love you as if you were my actual granddaughter. Are you sufficiently worried now?
Amanda-Panda reacts with bountiful expressions of her wholesome devotion and attachment to her Papa Joe, a tenderness which steals nothing away from loving her biological family, then proceeds with the other things she has to attend to.
Amanda, honey, have you heard the Biblical phrase, "What you sow you will also reap?" This was played out in real life, in events following after the portion of Genesis you have looked at. I keep saying that Rebekah was the mother of Jacob, and so she was; but Jacob was just one of a pair of twin brothers. The other one, first out of their mother's body and so nominally the eldest, was Esau--whose descendants were eventually to form a nation of their own in the same part of the world as Israel.
Esau was rugged and adventurous, while Jacob was responsible and smart. Isaac, possibly because he himself had never been especially a macho type, vicariously enjoyed his firstborn son's adventurous ways; but Rebekah, herself a woman of practical intelligence, preferred Jacob who was more capable of looking for long-term benefits instead of immediate pleasures. When Isaac was near death, Rebekah--who despite her good mind was rather superstitious, but so were lots of people then--decided on a way to divert Isaac's formal, ritual blessing to Jacob instead of Esau, as if it were a magic spell that a sorceror could manipulate and redirect. Isaac being almost blind in his old age, Rebekah instructed Jacob to go to him and _pose_ as Esau, so the blessing would fall on him.
When Esau learned of the trick that had been played on him (coming on top of the "birthright" incident which I trust you will read for yourself eventually), he wanted to kill Jacob; so Jacob moved away to the same region his mother had come from. This is where the "reap what you sow" part comes in. In his new home, Jacob eventually became the victim of a switcheroo trick remarkably like what he had pulled on his father. It's all there in Genesis. Enjoy! And remember what a terrible pressure is placed on you in this studying of God's Word. If you do as I suggest, I will love you as if you were my actual granddaughter, whereas if you _don't_ do it, I will love you as if you were my actual granddaughter. Are you sufficiently worried now?
Amanda-Panda reacts with bountiful expressions of her wholesome devotion and attachment to her Papa Joe, a tenderness which steals nothing away from loving her biological family, then proceeds with the other things she has to attend to.
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shortangel
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comes in with her elephant shaped water canister
comes in without copperfox knowing it but doesn't feel like talking much today but says thank you copperfox for that comment goes over and waters the garden with her elephant shaped water canister and then tiptoes out slowly, sorry don't have my angel wings on
comes in without copperfox knowing it but doesn't feel like talking much today
but says thank you copperfox for that comment goes over and waters the garden with her elephant shaped water canister and then tiptoes out slowly, sorry don't have my angel wings on
Copperfox
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Vortex the Gryphon follows Shortangel, sheds his own wings, and offers to attach them to Shortangel, assuring her he'll grow a new pair.
Meanwhile, Copperfox sets up a loudspeaker system to proclaim:
Attention! Once Independence Day is over, there will be judicial action taken (or at least vaguely imagined) against certain offensively lovable persons, who are so good-natured toward others that they should be arrested by comedy-sketch police!
It's hardly necessary to mention my own Amanda-Panda Bruiser, for whom this thread was created in the first place. Of all human relationships I have which are neither romantically motivated nor connected with actual family, NONE are warmer and sweeter than my desperate strife with my quasi-granddaughter! So she has a permanent citation for wonderfulness in the first degree. But to continue:
EveningStar stands accused of having recently eked out some time from his demanding duty of preserving virtual civilization to boost Bruiser's morale by trading some non-insults and non-threats with her.
Inkling, alias Fantine, stands accused of premeditated flute-playing and soprano singing, aggravated by the felony of allowing a certain U.S. Navy veteran to fantasize about starring opposite her in "Les Miz."
QA48, alias Tiff, stands accused of countless crimes, among them having the wisdom and intellectual autonomy to pursue her own socio-political convictions, instead of allowing herself to be told, "You belong to THIS group, so you have to hold THIS opinion."
Lioba stands accused of multiculturalism in the sense that multiculturalism OUGHT to have--not a moral relativism which dissolves all standards of right and wrong, but a generous disposition to reach out to fellow human beings across national and linguistic lines.
Fernshire Hobbit stands accused of having agreed with Copperfox about various things, making it harder for the aforesaid Copperfox to pretend to get annoyed with the aforesaid Fernshire Hobbit.
Daydream Believer stands accused of being so intolerably mellow and pleasant and civil that it's hard even to pretend to be snide about anything with her.
Aslan's Forgiven Daughter stands accused of something or other...I think Shortangel may have dissolved the ink on the citation when she was watering...
My buddy Timbalionguy stands accused of being the most consistent supporter of my tiger story, and of being so disruptive and malicious as to say he appreciates my friendship during hard times.
Gentle Voice, a.k.a. Hannah, stands accused of making me her forum-uncle WITHOUT having failed to ask my approval; also of taking an interest in tap dancing.
Finally, I submit MYSELF to be accused of negligence by anyone whom I should have named here but didn't, so that they can pretend to be angry at ME if they so choose! And if I'm detained elsewhere when any of the aforenamed Narnians turn up, they are authorized by the court to engage in contests of niceness against each other.
Meanwhile, Copperfox sets up a loudspeaker system to proclaim:
Attention! Once Independence Day is over, there will be judicial action taken (or at least vaguely imagined) against certain offensively lovable persons, who are so good-natured toward others that they should be arrested by comedy-sketch police!
It's hardly necessary to mention my own Amanda-Panda Bruiser, for whom this thread was created in the first place. Of all human relationships I have which are neither romantically motivated nor connected with actual family, NONE are warmer and sweeter than my desperate strife with my quasi-granddaughter! So she has a permanent citation for wonderfulness in the first degree. But to continue:
EveningStar stands accused of having recently eked out some time from his demanding duty of preserving virtual civilization to boost Bruiser's morale by trading some non-insults and non-threats with her.
Inkling, alias Fantine, stands accused of premeditated flute-playing and soprano singing, aggravated by the felony of allowing a certain U.S. Navy veteran to fantasize about starring opposite her in "Les Miz."
QA48, alias Tiff, stands accused of countless crimes, among them having the wisdom and intellectual autonomy to pursue her own socio-political convictions, instead of allowing herself to be told, "You belong to THIS group, so you have to hold THIS opinion."
Lioba stands accused of multiculturalism in the sense that multiculturalism OUGHT to have--not a moral relativism which dissolves all standards of right and wrong, but a generous disposition to reach out to fellow human beings across national and linguistic lines.
Fernshire Hobbit stands accused of having agreed with Copperfox about various things, making it harder for the aforesaid Copperfox to pretend to get annoyed with the aforesaid Fernshire Hobbit.
Daydream Believer stands accused of being so intolerably mellow and pleasant and civil that it's hard even to pretend to be snide about anything with her.
Aslan's Forgiven Daughter stands accused of something or other...I think Shortangel may have dissolved the ink on the citation when she was watering...
My buddy Timbalionguy stands accused of being the most consistent supporter of my tiger story, and of being so disruptive and malicious as to say he appreciates my friendship during hard times.
Gentle Voice, a.k.a. Hannah, stands accused of making me her forum-uncle WITHOUT having failed to ask my approval; also of taking an interest in tap dancing.
Finally, I submit MYSELF to be accused of negligence by anyone whom I should have named here but didn't, so that they can pretend to be angry at ME if they so choose! And if I'm detained elsewhere when any of the aforenamed Narnians turn up, they are authorized by the court to engage in contests of niceness against each other.
Copperfox
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The foregoing decree still is in effect; but with the forum so quiet on the holiday evening, I figured I'd lay out an ambush of merciless good-morning cheer for our irrepressible, irreplaceable Bruiser.
Cherished Amanda, I hope you enjoyed those fireworks enough for both of us. The block party with my neighbors went well; I even got to sing the John Denver song "Country Roads" in Jan's honor (that having been one of her favorite secular songs). But I was too tired to stay up very late. I go to bed now (or "went to bed" from your time-viewpoint, reading this in the morning) with a load of prayers on my mind for my loved ones, which obviously includes you, my eagerly-fought-against little darling.
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* * An addendum on July 5:
Bruiser would seem to be popular enough that her PM box has gotten entirely full. I was trying to send her a PM that she could see when she next got on-forum, but there was no room for it. So I post it here; it's nothing that can't be seen openly.
"Greetings and Gugs to a Granddaughter"
Dearest Amanda,
I hope you will have had a great time for the whole time prior to seeing this message! I do not one bit mean for it to make you feel bad FOR ME, rather to make you feel good ABOUT YOURSELF, when I say that any day on which I don't hear from you is that much LESS happy a day for me. Don't feel guilty at all about having fun in places away from a computer, especially if it also means you are improving your face-to-face human relationships! But be assured that, as long as I am breathing and halfway functional on this Earth, being your Papa Joe will always be a joy to me. I Glove you forever.
Gallons of Gugs,
Joseph
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shortangel
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comes in with her elephant shaped water canister
comes in with her elephant shaped water canister without copperfox knowing it, and looks at the garden she's planted, ohh my goodness sakes there's mildew all over the garden peeeeeeeeeeewww gets her organic garden spray and sprays it on there, looks and says what are these gryphon wings doing on me?, tiptoes out of the room
comes in with her elephant shaped water canister without copperfox knowing it, and looks at the garden she's planted, ohh my goodness sakes there's mildew all over the garden peeeeeeeeeeewww gets her organic garden spray and sprays it on there, looks and says what are these gryphon wings doing on me?, tiptoes out of the room
Copperfox
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At such a time as Amanda reappears, after she has had the chance to read posts up to this point, she marvels that Vortex's wings evidently shrank radically during the weekend. Papa Joe Copperfox explains that Vortex is growing a new pair after donating his former wings to Shortangel in appreciation for her maintenance of the dream-greenhouse and its premises. Papa Joe then adds:
Amanda dear, since you have been flagrantly guilty of shockingly mature honesty and candor when speaking candidly could be of spiritual benefit to someone, I wish to chastise and penalize you for this outrageously virtuous attribute of yours, by offering you an opportunity to be of spiritual help to someone outside this forum community. This will need to go to you by PM for the sake of the other party's privacy; so PLEASE get something deleted from your PM box, so I can pass information to you that way, you infuriatingly adorable girl, you!
Amanda dear, since you have been flagrantly guilty of shockingly mature honesty and candor when speaking candidly could be of spiritual benefit to someone, I wish to chastise and penalize you for this outrageously virtuous attribute of yours, by offering you an opportunity to be of spiritual help to someone outside this forum community. This will need to go to you by PM for the sake of the other party's privacy; so PLEASE get something deleted from your PM box, so I can pass information to you that way, you infuriatingly adorable girl, you!
Lioba
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*sneaksinsilentlytopostalinkandsneaksoutunseen*
A fine meditative melody from orthodox composer Arvo Pärt- for dear copperfox, when he cannot sleep (dunno if you like it,but I find it helpful to relax)
http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=QtFPdBUl7XQ
A fine meditative melody from orthodox composer Arvo Pärt- for dear copperfox, when he cannot sleep (dunno if you like it,but I find it helpful to relax)
http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=QtFPdBUl7XQ
Copperfox
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Lioba, liebschen (if that's used correctly; I intend it as an inoffensive endearment), God bless you for posting that music link. I'll have to enter it on someone else's computer, because the one I work on has no audio features at all. But it's the thought that counts; and you, my increasingly-dear young fraulein, are proving that kindly, generous thoughts are organic to your sweet nature!
(Don't worry, Amanda: no one's crowding you out. I have enough Glove to go around!)
(Don't worry, Amanda: no one's crowding you out. I have enough Glove to go around!)
QA48
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This thread reminds me of those Cingular (I think it was cingular) commercials with the mother and daughter using a fighting tone in their voices. The first couple of times I disregarded the commercial as the typical mother/daughter fight, but when I listened to it closely both mother and daughter were actually complementing each other.
BONUS:
Found the commercial!
BONUS:
Found the commercial!