If you need something new and fun to focus on amidst all the horrible craziness lately, check out the Turkish show Erkenci Kus. I don’t speak Turkish, although it fascinates me and I wish I did, so I watch the show on Facebook by following EK Candem, a site that has all the episodes of the show with English subtitles. There are many versions on YouTube but they can be blocked depending on where you live. I do like to keep the sound up to hear the emotion in the voices and I think I’m picking up a few Turkish words!
It’s a wonderfully nutty story about life in and around an advertising agency in Istanbul and surrounding neighborhoods. The main character is Sanem Aydin, an inexperienced, naive girl from a very traditional Turkish family who takes a job at the ad agency as a “bring-take” person — I think in America we would call that position a go-fer. The oldest son of the agency founder, super sexy world famous photographer Can (Pronounced Dzhan) Divit, returns to Turkey to head the agency in his father’s absence.
The chemistry between Can and Sanem is off the charts, the acting is fabulous, the clothing and jewelry are incredible. There’s drama, comedy, romance, corporate intrigue, adventure, silliness and gorgeous scenery!
The show aired in Turkey in 2018 and 2019 and starred Can Yaman and Demet Ozdemir, both internationally known Turkish stars, although apparently he is Albanian and she is Bulgarian. I don’t know if those things matter, but people write about it, so maybe so. Either way, they are both gorgeous and fun to watch, especially together.
Before you get hooked on this series like I am, I must warn you that each episode is a little over two hours long — no commercials — and there are 51 — yes, I said 51 — episodes! I am currently on Episode 16.
Sometimes — well, maybe every night — I stay up too late watching because I literally HAVE to know what happens next! It’s pure escapism and perfect for what’s happening right now…
I can’t seem to find the post I thought I had done yesterday so maybe I inadvertently trashed it? I’m doing many things inadvertently lately, probably cause I’m not sleeping enough and I’m on Facebook too much!
I know I’m always behind, but I’ve just discovered Stjepan Hauser, a Croatian cellist who has been highly successful as part of 2Cellos for many years. He has recently released a classical CD on his own and posts incredible videos with Italian singer Benedetta Caretta who sings like an angel. They are seriously 🔥 together! I am officially obsessed…
Or this one makes me smile…
I started writing about me and JP, my youngest grandson, when he was about three. Who knew what we’d go through together? He and his mom and dad and bulldog, Tank, lived with us for awhile while their house was being built. Tank died while we were all on vacation together.
My husband passed away suddenly from a brain aneurysm and we lost our elderly dogs, too. I sold the house and youngest and I moved in with JP’s family. We eventually found a new, smaller house and youngest and I moved in and recently got a new little dog.
This coming weekend JP turns eight! I can hardly believe it. He’s wonderful—cute, smart, fun, silly, sweet and incredibly kind. Our talks have gotten so complex now.
I usually pick him up on Tuesday afternoons after e-school is done and he comes over to visit and have dinner with me and his Uncle Dave. He loves our new house and visiting with Leia, our dog.
We’ve always had some of our best conversations in the car, when we aren’t singing along with the radio! This one happened as I was driving him home…
JP: Wasn’t it funny when Leia fell in the box?
Me: It was. I think she was trying to see what was inside and just slipped. When I got her out she went and laid on her pillow and didn’t look at me. I think she was embarrassed!
JP: Like when your cat fell off the back of the couch, right?
Me: Yep, Midnight would look out the window to watch for me and fall asleep. And sometimes she’d stretch and fall off the back of the couch. That was a long time ago, I’m surprised you remember me telling you that. I had Midnight before I even knew Papa.
JP: Were you married to someone else and divorced before you met Papa?
Me: No, just him. He was my first husband but I was his second wife. Does that mean I could get married a second time now if I wanted?
JP: But, Nana, you only have two bedrooms. Where would he sleep?
Me: I thought he’d sleep in my room.
JP: (Doubtfully) Well, I guess he could sleep in your big closet…
Have a great weekend!