Sunday, January 8, 2012

Memories - January 8, 2012

Well, Happy Sunday,

It's been a typical Sunday here in my neck of the woods. Playing on the computer and facebook, reading, and eating. Hey... that rhymed. ha ha.

Still reading the same book. I should be done it tonight or tomorrow. My mind has not been on it much at all. I read about 15 minutes and then I'm on to something else. Beulah has been so lovey dovey. She must know I will be gone the better part of tomorrow. I did go to the library and the grocery store for a few little things. Got 2 more reading books and a "Crocheting for Dummies" book. Even those dummy books I have trouble with sometimes. ha ha.... But I won't know until I look at it..... It got really warm out there, and I couldn't get my window open, so I put on the air conditioner and it feels so good.. I do better in cool than hot.

When I was going through my computer files, I came across this graphic, and it's funny because I have the perfect poem to go along with it, and the perfect true story.

I remember all of these . It seems like it was such a simpler life back then. But when you think about it, just the phones were a pain. We had a party line at one time, and people would listen in on your conversation. When I graduated high school I worked at J.C. Penney's in downtown Philly. It was the regional credit office for the eastern seaboard. They made the HUGE mistake of sending me to school to train as a relief switch board operator. When the regular girl would go on break or lunch, I was often called to take over. Well, take over I did. All those wires with plugs. I would listen in on conversations to see if they were done, and when I got so frustrated because of all the people on hold, I would just pull out ALL the plugs, and then apologize for them being disconnected when they called back. ha ha. This happened A LOT


Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming "do over!"

"Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball and rules didn't matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties".

It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.

It was unbelievable that dodge ball wasn't an Olympic event.

Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier than Mom.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

A foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.

Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

War was a card game.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have had a great life.

Well, that's it for now... Until the next time.