Yup, this 50s Gal from over at Apron Revolution has said exactly what I've been feeling the last few years. I can't say enough good things about her blog. She doesn't just "live" vintage she ponders the difficult topics of our country today. Today's post was great and I just have to share its link!
http://my50syear.blogspot.com/2013/03/13-march-1950-lessons-for-today-from.html#more
Throughout this post I found myself saying "yes" and "exactly". It was nice to read such a well though-out post on what many of us have been thinking.
Thank you Apron Revolution 50s gal!
I am inspired!
Until tomorrow,
Have a happy "vintage" day!
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Thursday, March 14, 2013
Friday, April 13, 2012
Memories of Epping and Our Grocery Store
Back when I was in the 3rd grade at Epping Public School, our music teacher, Mr. Langseth, taught us a song I've never forgotten. "I love those dear hearts and gentle people, that live in my home town." It was my favorite song to sing in music class because it reminded me of all the nice people I knew around my hometown.
During my growing up years in the 1980s, the small town of Epping ND had a population of around 90 people. Of course there were many farm families that lived nearby that would come into town for school, church, groceries, and gasoline. I'm not sure they were counted on the fancy government census as part of Epping's "Population" or not, but to me, they were part of the Epping Community as well.
Here is the Epping Website. http://epping.govoffice.com/
I am very proud to have grown up in such a small town. Often times, as adults, we tend to view childhood memories through rose colored glasses, only remembering the best of times and the things we enjoyed most, such as cheering for the Eagles at games, pep-rallies in the gym (does anyone remember the year we had an Alexander Comet bonfire out south of the school?), Buffalo Trails Day, playing ball at the court, or playing video games at Koo-Cum's restaurant. But I'm not so naïve to think that it was ALL rainbows and roses. There were also broken bones, lost pets, accidents, and a couple of scary fires. There were tense school board meetings and signs that read SOS "Save our School". There were kids and families who didn't have much, while there were kids and families who had plenty, but we all got along, and we all played together on the school playground. But most of the things I remember from that time period are good things, which shows that my parents did a good job of sheltering us from much of the bad and letting us just be kids who didn't seem to have a care in the world.
The house I grew up in was also known as the "Cote House". It was a big, yellow, Dutch Colonial (that's fancy talk for barn shaped) house that didn't have air conditioning, but it did have a big back yard, where my brother and I spent many hours playing catch. Once we were a bit older and had bikes, we kids played outside all summer long and all across town. I think all of the moms and grandmas around town kind of kept an eye on all of us kids. If we were ever caught doing something we shouldn't be doing (like playing in the old tractors behind the museum) you can bet our mother would eventually find out.
We ate picnic lunches on the Lutheran Church lawn during Bible School, rode our bikes on the gravel streets and main street's sidewalk. There was that little bump on the sidewalk right next to the tire elephant, and if you hit that at just right angle with your bike you could catch a little air. We played in Tire-Ville, but I never dared to climb to the wall of tires that looked a kin to something you'd have to do in basic training. At school Mrs. Smith taught us to play "fox and geese" in the snow, and in the spring we'd play marbles in dirt, sheltered in a corner of our brick walled school house. We played on the old fashioned, metal slide that would be hotter than blazes on a hot, sunny day. (how we didn't end up with 2nd degree burns is beyond me), and would climb all over that big tree just north of the school's parking lot. I can even remember, towards the end, smuggling white chalk out of the classroom and a bunch of us writing on the reddish brown bricks of the school.
We ate picnic lunches on the Lutheran Church lawn during Bible School, rode our bikes on the gravel streets and main street's sidewalk. There was that little bump on the sidewalk right next to the tire elephant, and if you hit that at just right angle with your bike you could catch a little air. We played in Tire-Ville, but I never dared to climb to the wall of tires that looked a kin to something you'd have to do in basic training. At school Mrs. Smith taught us to play "fox and geese" in the snow, and in the spring we'd play marbles in dirt, sheltered in a corner of our brick walled school house. We played on the old fashioned, metal slide that would be hotter than blazes on a hot, sunny day. (how we didn't end up with 2nd degree burns is beyond me), and would climb all over that big tree just north of the school's parking lot. I can even remember, towards the end, smuggling white chalk out of the classroom and a bunch of us writing on the reddish brown bricks of the school.
On Halloween we could ring the doorbell on every porch in town because we knew everyone. One precious older lady, who lived near the overpass, would even hand out popcorn balls! Mr. and Mrs. Marrow, who lived over the overpass, on the outskirts of town, would give us silver dollars which were like treasure to us (I still have mine).
On lazy, summer afternoons we'd walk down the alley and through the back gate to Grandma and Grandpa's house. Often times we'd find them in the garden where we'd help pick peas, strawberries or raspberries (careful of the spiders).
We kids would catch bull heads from the creek, garter snakes, and rain in pots pans for my mother's house plants.
Growing up in Epping in the 1980's was a little growing up in some kind of mid-century "time-warp" (but in a good way). Main street is still lined with museum buildings, that look much the same as they did in the early 1900s, full of antiques, local history, and so many memories. Back in the early 80s we even had a real nice gas station attendant, Mr. Aamond I think his name was, that would come out of the garage to fill our car with gas and wipe the windows for my mother. We had a post office with antique boxes that opened with a two-knob combination. And if you were too little to reach your family's box the post master would just smile and give you your mail right through the postmaster's window.
As a child I can remember walking the 2 long blocks north to the Friendly Village Market. At that time it was owned by Lyle and Dorothy Westphal. I remember Lyle as having the patience of a saint. My brother and I had a habit of bringing our 35 cents up to the candy counter then taking at least 10 minutes to decide what kind of candy to buy.
If I recall, the entryway and door were set at an angle, and the screen door was the kind that had a spring and a real screen door "slam" to it, and there was always some kind of tobacco or cigarette advertisement in the little advertisement spot on the door...Virginia Slims maybe? The first aisle that ran along the large, west windows is where I recall the big bags of softener salt, and big bags of dog food being, along with soap and household type of supplies. Round about the center of the store there was a small display shelf of greeting cards and near that a large floor grate that was most likely for heating, as the furnace was in the basement. Near the cards, there was a small case of jewelry and inside was a beautiful butterfly necklace made of different colored rhinestones. I can remember looking at that butterfly thinking it was the most beautiful thing in the world. Then one day, while on a visit to Epping, my Grandma Henderson bought it for me! I still have it (this seems to be a trend with me...do you think I could have a pack rat problem?) I also remember there were shelves of cereals and cake mixes in the back corner and a cooler on the very east end of the store that had ice cream treats inside of it.
But the thing I remember most was the long, brown, front counter with it's cash register and wall of candy behind it.
Here is a link to a site called Two Wheel Journal written by bicyclists who traveled through Epping and had nice things to say about it. I'm glad they enjoyed their time there. http://www.twowheeljournal.net/?p=3304
I'm borrowing their picture of the building that I remember as the "Friendly Village Market"
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| This is the building as it stands today. I hope someone is working to restore it. |
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| Here is the building long ago, possibly when it was a hardware store. |
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| Here is another picture of the store with newer sidewalks. I like the sign. But I do not know what that metal looking box on a pedestal is. Any guesses? |
Here is some information about the Friendly Village Market from my Dad.
He said that once upon a time, a long time ago, the upstairs room was a showroom for Model Ts. They had a hoist-type of contraption that would lift the cars up to the top floor. The building was also, at one time, owned by Fern Miller and a portion of the building was used as a Pool Hall. I remember reading in The Wonder of Williams books that the Fern Miller family had triplets but none of them survived. They are buried in the Epping Cemetery and their names are Faith, Hope, and Charity. I remember seeing their little headstone at the Epping Cemetery and thinking about how sad that must've been for the parents. The building was sold to a man named Beachler who owned a hardware store. There was another hardware store across the street to the south. After Beachler, Westphal bought the building and continued to keep it as the town's grocery store.
My dad remembers when he was young he had a paper route, and after he'd picked up his stack of Minot Daily papers at the post office, he'd ride across the street on his bike and pick up a pack of Reese's Peanut Butter cups. He says it got to the point where he'd just walk through the door and Mr. Westphal would toss him a pack.
In the basement was the furnace which was at first heated with coal. Both Mr. Jacobson and Mr. Westphal would have to bank the furnace well before heading home on winter nights to prevent the store from freezing.
The cash register was at the left end of the counter (left from the customer's perspective) and Dad says there was a large roll of paper and ball of twine to wrap items in.
There was a cooler at the end of the counter with hamburger and fruits and veggies in it and then the ice cream in another smaller cooler. There was shelving that ran East to West that held canned goods and box mixes, etc. Mr. Westphal was one of the first to have JELL-O boxed cheesecake mix, introduced in November of 1966, on his shelves, in our area. They were kept on the first row, top shelf. He'd always try to stock the latest products such as Life Cereal. If a few customers liked it, he'd keep stocking it.
I remember that store fondly as well as its owners. I believe there is a story about my Dad "liquor-treating" one year and Mr. Westphal taught him a lesson. Instead of giving him peppermint schnapps, he gave him a shot of Scope! Ha! (That's a story for another day and phone call, Dad).
Here is an old receipt from the Friendly Village Market from the year 1983. (Apparently, I come by this whole "pack-rat" thing naturally.) They would run a "tab" and pay a few times each month. Apparently, we bought quite a few treats there including Pudding Pops! They were the best and they don't make 'em anymore! Why!?
Anyways, I've gone on long enough for one day. I hope you've all enjoyed my little walk down memory lane.
Have a Happy Day!
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Grocery Shopping and Grocery Stamps
Our local grocery store has these little red stamps that you lick and stick onto cards. Once a card is full you can buy certain foods for a discounted price. For example this week a 2Lb bag of carrots is just $.29 cents with a filled grocery/gas card.
I love these little stamps and I love using them!
I keep my loose stamps in my little red Pyrex dish on the counter. Then every couple of months I take the time to lick and stick them to their cards. It feels like a very "vintage" thing to be doing, so I usually throw on a vintage radio broadcast while doing so.
Using these stamps makes a person feel like they're getting a great deal. Not to sound like a pessimist, but lately I've been wondering about how good a deal it really is. Are other items going up in price to accommodate the discount of other items on sale? There must be a catch...a way for grocery stores to offer these stamps and "great deals" without "losing" too much themselves. I'm supposing price hikes on other products is the way they do it.
I'm a "list" shopper and I always try hard to buy only what is on the list.
I review the sales flier before going to the store so that I know which sale items I need to stock-up on.
I steer clear of frivolous items such as donuts, chips and candy. My husband is the opposite, if he's hungry for it, he buys it. Fresh baked Carmel rolls for 5$? Sure! Throw them in!....That's so not how I roll.
I'm more the type of person who will go into the grocery store and stock up on items that are on sale. I buy certain things at their regular prices, milk, hamburger, etc. But when pantry and freezer items go on sale I stock up. Yes, I'm "that lady" in the market line with the two cases of mac-n-cheese on the conveyor belt because they are down to 30 cents a box. I rarely buy pantry items at full price.
I only buy the cereal I like most if it is on sale. Of course with cereal rising up to almost $5.00 a box where we live, you almost have to wait for a sale. Cheerios at 2/5$ will do just fine for this week. The expensive kiddie cereal I love has too much sugar added anyways. Ha!
I really don't enjoy grocery shopping all that much. I do it mostly right after work during the 5:30 pre-supper rush or on the weekends when it is busiest.
Grocery shopping just doesn't seem friendly. It's difficult to explain what I mean by that, but I'll try. You see, not too long ago I had a very good experience while grocery shopping and no other time has ever lived up to that experience. So apparently I just shop at the wrong times of day. I would love to be able to shop during the week day, but we do what we have to do.
It was a clear and sunny, Thursday morning. I had taken a vacation day and had just dropped Autumn off at her first day of school. I went to the grocery store early and apparently it was Senior Citizens day at the store because most of my fellow customers were Senior Citizens. (I capitalize Senior Citizens because it's a matter of respect. If you've lived long enough to be a Senior Citizen you've seen your share of good times and bad, you deserve capitol letters.) Most of the people my age must have been at their jobs, home or wherever, but few were shopping for groceries.
The store was quiet. People were courteous and said "excuse me". There was no rush, no weaving through aisles trying to stay out of anyone's way. And if there was someone else in the aisle they made notice and we both moved our carts to our side of the aisle. No one hogged the right away.
No one lingered in the middle of the aisle, blocking the path while gossiping with someone else as their hooligan children ran around jumping in and out of those stupid, car carts. (Don't even get me started about the car carts.)
There was hardly a line at all in the checkout line. I stood patiently waiting as a lady took out her precious coupons from her purse and lined them up one by one, and wrote her check ever so carefully and slowly. Had it been Saturday afternoon, I would've heard from others behind me, "what's the hold-up" or "what's the deal up there". I have heard these comments before and do my best not to say them myself. Whatever happened to being patient with people? So many of us seem to be in such a hurry much of the time. So many of us forget to be compassionate. Sometimes when I'm feeling impatient I need to take the time to think, "maybe that older lady is taking so long to write her check because she doesn't see so well anymore." or "maybe that driver is driving like an idiot because he's not from here and the roads aren't marked as well as they should be". Take time and think about what that other person might be going through! It's not that hard.
That reminds me of a commercial I saw the other day for Liberty Mutual that made me think...take a look (pause the play list at the right so you can hear it properly.)
I enjoyed the commercial until the woman's voice said "responsibility". And for some reason I said to my husband, "since when has common courtesy become responsibility?" He actually laughed out loud, which I rarely get him to do. He said, "you should put that on Facebook."
When I think of the word responsibility, I think of a chore, something we are suppose to do put upon us by others. The laundry is my responsibility, mowing the lawn is Shannan's responsibility. Helping my neighbor rake her leaves is not my responsibility, it is more a common courtesy.
But, whatever, maybe I am off base on that one as it IS a national commercial and I'm sure their marketing firm knows more about the definition of responsibility than I do. Ha! And I DID like the gist of the commercial.
How did I get here, when I was talking about groceries? Uff-da poof-da.
Here is an advertisement to lighten the mood. It's for A&P Grocery Stores and is from 1946. French Frou Frou on Etsy has this advertisement for sale!
The mother and daughter are wearing the same outfit right down to their little basket purses and gloves! I wonder if moms did that often? I suppose it made sense to do so, especially for mothers who made their own clothes and had yardage left over. And women wore gloves to the grocery store. I know it was the fashion back in those days, but think of the practicality of it also. They touched less germy surfaces!
Tomorrow, I will share my memories of the local grocery stores we had when I was young including Epping's own "Friendly Village Market".
Have a Happy Day!
I love these little stamps and I love using them!
Using these stamps makes a person feel like they're getting a great deal. Not to sound like a pessimist, but lately I've been wondering about how good a deal it really is. Are other items going up in price to accommodate the discount of other items on sale? There must be a catch...a way for grocery stores to offer these stamps and "great deals" without "losing" too much themselves. I'm supposing price hikes on other products is the way they do it.
I review the sales flier before going to the store so that I know which sale items I need to stock-up on.
I steer clear of frivolous items such as donuts, chips and candy. My husband is the opposite, if he's hungry for it, he buys it. Fresh baked Carmel rolls for 5$? Sure! Throw them in!....That's so not how I roll.
I only buy the cereal I like most if it is on sale. Of course with cereal rising up to almost $5.00 a box where we live, you almost have to wait for a sale. Cheerios at 2/5$ will do just fine for this week. The expensive kiddie cereal I love has too much sugar added anyways. Ha!
I really don't enjoy grocery shopping all that much. I do it mostly right after work during the 5:30 pre-supper rush or on the weekends when it is busiest.
Grocery shopping just doesn't seem friendly. It's difficult to explain what I mean by that, but I'll try. You see, not too long ago I had a very good experience while grocery shopping and no other time has ever lived up to that experience. So apparently I just shop at the wrong times of day. I would love to be able to shop during the week day, but we do what we have to do.
It was a clear and sunny, Thursday morning. I had taken a vacation day and had just dropped Autumn off at her first day of school. I went to the grocery store early and apparently it was Senior Citizens day at the store because most of my fellow customers were Senior Citizens. (I capitalize Senior Citizens because it's a matter of respect. If you've lived long enough to be a Senior Citizen you've seen your share of good times and bad, you deserve capitol letters.) Most of the people my age must have been at their jobs, home or wherever, but few were shopping for groceries.
The store was quiet. People were courteous and said "excuse me". There was no rush, no weaving through aisles trying to stay out of anyone's way. And if there was someone else in the aisle they made notice and we both moved our carts to our side of the aisle. No one hogged the right away.
No one lingered in the middle of the aisle, blocking the path while gossiping with someone else as their hooligan children ran around jumping in and out of those stupid, car carts. (Don't even get me started about the car carts.)
There was hardly a line at all in the checkout line. I stood patiently waiting as a lady took out her precious coupons from her purse and lined them up one by one, and wrote her check ever so carefully and slowly. Had it been Saturday afternoon, I would've heard from others behind me, "what's the hold-up" or "what's the deal up there". I have heard these comments before and do my best not to say them myself. Whatever happened to being patient with people? So many of us seem to be in such a hurry much of the time. So many of us forget to be compassionate. Sometimes when I'm feeling impatient I need to take the time to think, "maybe that older lady is taking so long to write her check because she doesn't see so well anymore." or "maybe that driver is driving like an idiot because he's not from here and the roads aren't marked as well as they should be". Take time and think about what that other person might be going through! It's not that hard.
That reminds me of a commercial I saw the other day for Liberty Mutual that made me think...take a look (pause the play list at the right so you can hear it properly.)
When I think of the word responsibility, I think of a chore, something we are suppose to do put upon us by others. The laundry is my responsibility, mowing the lawn is Shannan's responsibility. Helping my neighbor rake her leaves is not my responsibility, it is more a common courtesy.
But, whatever, maybe I am off base on that one as it IS a national commercial and I'm sure their marketing firm knows more about the definition of responsibility than I do. Ha! And I DID like the gist of the commercial.
How did I get here, when I was talking about groceries? Uff-da poof-da.
Here is an advertisement to lighten the mood. It's for A&P Grocery Stores and is from 1946. French Frou Frou on Etsy has this advertisement for sale!
Tomorrow, I will share my memories of the local grocery stores we had when I was young including Epping's own "Friendly Village Market".
Have a Happy Day!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Mr. Bubble
Oh my goodness, this is the funniest vintage commercial I have ever seen! Just pause the playlist at the right and have fun watching it.
"Tell her it's only 49 cents...she'll like that." Autumn loves this commercial and so do I. It tells a cute story, and is simple and quiet. Okay, okay, so it does make fun of older people, but there are commercials today that offend more than this one!
In my opinion (oh boy, here we go) some commercials geared towards kids now-a-days are just too loud and obnoxious.
They are quick and flashy, and my eyes have a hard time focusing on the product. "There it is...nope it's gone....there it is with a crazy background...nope it's gone". I recently saw a commercial for a children's party place, with the token machines, that serves pizza, gives tickets and has a giant talking mouse. (you know the one). My brain got tired from watching it! What were the marketing people around that conference table thinking? Were they drinking too much coffee, or do they honestly think these flashy commercials are what children should be watching?
I guess I just don't remember commercials being so loud and flashy when I was a kid. So what has happened? As I have gotten older has the connection between my eyes and my brain gotten slower? Or am I just to darned old fashioned?
Just a thought to ponder.
And seriously, why are there so many nasty children's cartoons?....We work so hard to teach our preschoolers manners and "social and emotional development" with great shows like Max and Ruby and Blue's Clues. Then, when they turn seven, we give them shows like Spongebob and Kick Buttowski that undo everything they learned as preschoolers!!! What is wrong with this picture?! As parents we need to be careful about what our children watch!
Why can't there be more cartoons like Phineas and Ferb? Long live Phineas and Ferb!!
Well, I've certainly let my opinion know again today. I meant for this to be about Mr. Bubble, but I guess I was feeling a bit feisty. Sorry about that, I'm stepping off my soapbox now.
Tomorrow, something happy and crafty!
Have a Happy Day!
"Tell her it's only 49 cents...she'll like that." Autumn loves this commercial and so do I. It tells a cute story, and is simple and quiet. Okay, okay, so it does make fun of older people, but there are commercials today that offend more than this one!
In my opinion (oh boy, here we go) some commercials geared towards kids now-a-days are just too loud and obnoxious.
They are quick and flashy, and my eyes have a hard time focusing on the product. "There it is...nope it's gone....there it is with a crazy background...nope it's gone". I recently saw a commercial for a children's party place, with the token machines, that serves pizza, gives tickets and has a giant talking mouse. (you know the one). My brain got tired from watching it! What were the marketing people around that conference table thinking? Were they drinking too much coffee, or do they honestly think these flashy commercials are what children should be watching?
I guess I just don't remember commercials being so loud and flashy when I was a kid. So what has happened? As I have gotten older has the connection between my eyes and my brain gotten slower? Or am I just to darned old fashioned?
Just a thought to ponder.
And seriously, why are there so many nasty children's cartoons?....We work so hard to teach our preschoolers manners and "social and emotional development" with great shows like Max and Ruby and Blue's Clues. Then, when they turn seven, we give them shows like Spongebob and Kick Buttowski that undo everything they learned as preschoolers!!! What is wrong with this picture?! As parents we need to be careful about what our children watch!
Why can't there be more cartoons like Phineas and Ferb? Long live Phineas and Ferb!!
Well, I've certainly let my opinion know again today. I meant for this to be about Mr. Bubble, but I guess I was feeling a bit feisty. Sorry about that, I'm stepping off my soapbox now.
Tomorrow, something happy and crafty!
Have a Happy Day!
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Opinions
So I was looking through some old Micro-word documents and came across this one that I wrote way back in April. I was going to post it as a note on FB but must've chickened out. I couldn't tell you today what it was that set me to writing this, but some of it makes a lot of sense. And now knowing what kind of a summer many of us had in 2011....well, some of it seems applicable especially #5 (that's just plain spooky).
April 30, 2011
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about life and here’s what I think. I'm zippin' up my flame suit because I'm sure some of my thoughts might rub some of you the wrong way, but keep in mind this is just my opinion J
Sometimes I think…
1 We should stop looking for loop-holes. If it’s wrong, it’s wrong. Period.
2 We should stop blaming others, when there is no one to blame. Sometimes sh*t happens and it’s no one’s fault.
3 On the other hand, sometimes there is someone to blame and those to blame should step up and take the criticism and learn their lesson.
4 Sometimes we have to get back to basics and to what is real.
---Even though they may be entertaining, new-fangled solutions, full of bells and whistles, are not always the answer.
5 In order to move forward, we may have to tear down what we have built up. Then we can find what is central and important and build again on that solid foundation.
6 Money does not buy happiness.
7 Society would be better off if we were all a bit more frugal.
---Do we really need all the latest and greatest toys? I find it interesting and sad that people go into debt buying lake cabins, boats, campers, etc. so they can achieve “quality time with the family”. If we spent more quality time with our families everyday, eating supper together, taking walks, gardening, etc. we wouldn’t need the extra stuff for just the weekends. It’s a cycle that needs to be broken.
8 Children don’t need to be given everything they want. AND
Parents shouldn’t feel guilty about not giving them what they want, when they want it.
9 On that note…God is like a parent, we do not always get what we want when we want it.
10 We need to get back to a time when a woman could chooseto stay home with her children.
---90% of my daycare moms say they would rather stay home, but can’t afford it. (Notice I said choose).
11 We need to become more humble.
12 Life is not fair, learn to deal with it. There will always be someone you know that has a bigger house, a nicer car, and more money AND who works less than you do to have all of the above (how the hell does that happen?!). The grass is always going to look greener someplace else. BUT you have to remember it could always be worse. We need to be happy with what we HAVE because it could be taken away from us at anytime.
13 A person’s worth shouldn’t be measured by their salary! Money shouldn’t be what’s most important and we shouldn’t always talk about how much things cost, or how much a person makes.
So, there are my sassy opinions in black and white and lightening hasn't stuck me yet. I don't have the foggiest idea what I was upset about. Maybe I was just reminding myself that life isn't always perfect. Either way it was kinda interesting to read.
April 30, 2011
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about life and here’s what I think. I'm zippin' up my flame suit because I'm sure some of my thoughts might rub some of you the wrong way, but keep in mind this is just my opinion J
Sometimes I think…
1 We should stop looking for loop-holes. If it’s wrong, it’s wrong. Period.
2 We should stop blaming others, when there is no one to blame. Sometimes sh*t happens and it’s no one’s fault.
3 On the other hand, sometimes there is someone to blame and those to blame should step up and take the criticism and learn their lesson.
4 Sometimes we have to get back to basics and to what is real.
---Even though they may be entertaining, new-fangled solutions, full of bells and whistles, are not always the answer.
5 In order to move forward, we may have to tear down what we have built up. Then we can find what is central and important and build again on that solid foundation.
6 Money does not buy happiness.
7 Society would be better off if we were all a bit more frugal.
---Do we really need all the latest and greatest toys? I find it interesting and sad that people go into debt buying lake cabins, boats, campers, etc. so they can achieve “quality time with the family”. If we spent more quality time with our families everyday, eating supper together, taking walks, gardening, etc. we wouldn’t need the extra stuff for just the weekends. It’s a cycle that needs to be broken.
8 Children don’t need to be given everything they want. AND
Parents shouldn’t feel guilty about not giving them what they want, when they want it.
9 On that note…God is like a parent, we do not always get what we want when we want it.
10 We need to get back to a time when a woman could chooseto stay home with her children.
---90% of my daycare moms say they would rather stay home, but can’t afford it. (Notice I said choose).
11 We need to become more humble.
12 Life is not fair, learn to deal with it. There will always be someone you know that has a bigger house, a nicer car, and more money AND who works less than you do to have all of the above (how the hell does that happen?!). The grass is always going to look greener someplace else. BUT you have to remember it could always be worse. We need to be happy with what we HAVE because it could be taken away from us at anytime.
13 A person’s worth shouldn’t be measured by their salary! Money shouldn’t be what’s most important and we shouldn’t always talk about how much things cost, or how much a person makes.
So, there are my sassy opinions in black and white and lightening hasn't stuck me yet. I don't have the foggiest idea what I was upset about. Maybe I was just reminding myself that life isn't always perfect. Either way it was kinda interesting to read.
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