Hallmark Needs another Do Over

Another wonderful evening of sappy Hallmark love movies, or so I thought.

I sat down to watch I Do I Do I Do which is a knock-off combination of Groundhog Day and 50 First Dates.

I had just come home from a catered event, just fresh from having an argument discussion with the catering manager over whether it was appropriate for me to use my fingers to serve myself some food.  Despite forgetting to put out napkins, plates and silverware, he RUSHED right over when he saw the finger trick and insisted I use the gluten-infested tongs instead.  When I asked for silverware or a clean spoon, he insisted I use what was there.

I said, "I'm just going to use my fingers, very carefully, thank you."

He said, "That is OK if you have washed your hands and haven't blown your nose."

It's not like I just pulled my hand out of my butt right before getting in line.  I had been eating all day with same hands and hadn't gotten sick, yet I was required to use a utensil that would have made me get sick for a couple of days.  After that kerfluffle, someone rushed in with all the necessary utensils.

Sooo......I thought the Hallmark movie was going to be a bit more relaxing.  Then they started in with the gluten comments.  In this movie, the main character gets to do a "do over" of her wedding day, presumably until she gets it right.  And a bunch of the "do over" days included stabs at gluten-free food, including the wedding cake.  She gets to do the day over and over until she realizes that the man she marries every day and that gluten-free lemon cake aren't right for her.  Somehow, this new gluten-eating behavior is supposed to make her more spontaneous and free.

Yep, this is Hallmark's version of a "do over" and it looks like they will be headed for another day, since they still don't get it.  Awhile back, Hallmark was blasted for its insensitive greeting card mocking gluten-free.  Whoops!  They did it again.

But gee, I would like a "do over" too.  Wouldn't it be nice to wake up one morning and be able to eat anything I want?  To not have to rush to the front of the buffet line before everything gets contaminated, and the people brush all the condiment utensils on their buns?  Or, be able to walk out the door in the morning, not having to take all this food, and just be able to go out to a store or a coffee shop if I want to.  Unfortunately, when I wake up tomorrow, I will still have to avoid gluten, and have to deal with the gluten-haters.