When Cutie was a girl, her family pulled together to make it through the Great Depression, and while they weren't well off, they had each other and the essentials, and that was enough for them.

Now, as the world goes through another tough time, Cutie shares her advice on how you can keep it together when cash and opportunities are tight, and why it's not the end of the world if it's "not all Skittles and fish."

It's not every set of grandparents that get their love story told on national television and radio. So the granddaughters dropped in on Cutie to ask if she thinks all this attention will give her husband a swelled head.

Cutie is concerned that widespread publicity for her criticism of Lady Gaga's "Alejandro" video might have hurt the star's feelings, so she sends out this special message of appeasement for Miss Gaga's eyes, and yours.

To see what Cutie had to say about the "Alejandro" video, visit http://www.the-ogs.com/ladygaga

Cutie gets a surprise package of novelty cake pans from her fans at Pipedream Products, and takes the opportunity to teach granddaughter Chinta the finer points of baking a cake from not-quite-scratch, including advice on shopping techniques and if it's okay to eat raw cake batter. Prepared with the help of an agreeable pussycat, the results are a hit with the family--especially after the already sexy cake gets a makeover to look more like Cutie's beloved Pop Pop.

Did you hear us on the radio today? If you missed it, here's a link to a transcript:
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=128489672

And if you click this link you can listen to the story:
http://public.npr.org/anon.npr-mp3/npr/atc/2010/07/20100715_atc_19.mp3

Cutie likes to say "powder and paint makes a girl what she ain't" and also "my face I don't mind it, because I'm behind it."

Cutie's good looks have drawn stares for almost a century, and today, she lifts back the veil on her beauty regimen to share one secret of her success.

No, not the $1 Vitamin C face mask from the Japanese supermarket, but rather her husband Harry's ingrained belief that no matter what she does, she looks gorgeous. She says he's brainwashed, he says it's love, and anyone can see that when someone loves you that much, it brings all your natural beauty to the surface where anyone can see it.

Now go out there and love someone until they're as lovely as Cutie.

Get to know the OGs a little better by watching them on NBC's TODAY Show, airing Tuesday, July 6, probably around 8:50am. If you miss the airing, our segment will also be online on the TODAY Show website, and we'll share that link when it's up.

Uupdate: And here's that link:
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/37278452#38104697

Above: Pop Pop takes a peek through Sandy Spooner's camera during a break from the TODAY Show filming of the OGs' hot fudge sundae date at Twohey's.

Rose E. Brett was the unofficial poet laureate of Hollenbeck Palms, and in 1946 a small selection of her light verse was published in pamphlet form as "Homespun Rhymes." The price was $1. We were lucky enough to find a copy of this scarce volume at Caravan Book Store, the last survivor of downtown LA's book row. According to the records of Hollenbeck, Rose and her husband Cyrus Willard Brett moved into the home on July 6, 1934. Cyrus died in 1938, and Rose stayed on until her own death on October 19, 1948. This is the second of a series of blog posts presenting the sweet, forgotten, and still very timely rhymes of Rose E. Brett of Hollenbeck. We hope you love them as much as the OGs do!

EVOLUTION AT HOLLENBECK HOME by Rose E. Brett

Just a scad of old silk stockings,
Some "undies" far from new,
Some worn-out rayon garments,
An old silk dress, or two--
Some packages of Putnam's dyes,
Some burlap, bought at Sears;
A pattern taken from a rug
That was made in other years;
A little metal gadget,
And a woman with a "bug,"
She put them all together,
And, lo, a modern rug.

After 72 and a half years of marriage, how do you keep the spark alive? If you're Cutie, the answer is a post-breakfast dance for her sweet PopPop. Let's slip in, like a fly on the wall, and see what a lovely time they're having.