3-15-10...THE WAY IT WAS
What about the costs of things today? Terrible HUH? I can hardly afford to go anywhere for fear of running out of gas. And food is another thing. MY Heavens!!!
Maybe we should have stayed the way it was when I was growing up. Work hard and play less. Raise the food we eat. Walk more places. When I was in school lunch was 10cents and was a good balanced meal. No junk food. Also we rode the school bus or walked. NO ONE had a car to drive to school and cruise around afterward. Entertainment was all the kids gathering at someone's house for a fudge party. Grandma's and Mothers made our clothes out of pretty flour sacks you could buy at the local store. Pollution had not even been invented yet. We breathed in clean air and ate undoctored food. Milked a cow, gathered the eggs, canned our own food we grew out in the garden. etc. It didn't take much to make us happy back then.
PROGRESS? Is that what they call it? Things are certainly not better to my way of thinking. Don't get me wrong, I have enjoyed all these modern conveniences in the second part of my life. But do I miss the way it was? YOU JUST BETCHA!!!!!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
CRYING FOR HAPPY
3-15-10...CRYING FOR HAPPY
I have been thinking a lot about my Mother lately with Mothers day approaching. I got to thinking about something that happened when I was about 4 yrs. old. While I sometimes cry because I miss my Mother so much today I have laughed till' I Cried. My Mama used to wash clothes on a wringer washer on the back porch. I was there with her this day as usual. You who are familiar with wringer washers will understand but for you 'younguns' who dont know what that is::::: That's another story. Anyway, Mama was feeding clothes through the wringer one day and she got her hair caught in the wringer. Well I thought it was funny. Mama looked so funny to me standing there with her head to the ringer and of course I didn't know that she was in trouble. I'm telling you, the more she hollered the more I laughed. I thought we were playing a game and boy was I having fun. Mama was yelling at me to unplug the washer so the wringer would stop and she could get her hair removed, (Which was another funny happening too) I didn't know what she wanted but I did finally sense that this was "NOT A GAME AFTER ALL"!! I still didn't know what to do so I just stood there. Mama finally got her foot in the cord and pulled the plug. Then she had to release the wringer (another thing you"YOUNGUNS" will not understand). While she was accompolishing this task I got tickled again which I don't think Mama was too happy about. Anyway she finally got her hair released (at least what was left of her hair) and we walked up the lane to my Aunts (who was older and wiser) and My Aunt examined and doctored Mama's head and we stayed there till' my Daddy got home. Mama never did get to the point where she really "laughed" about the wringer episode, But she did Smile when it would be brought up through the years. And right now I am sitting here seeing my Mom's beautiful face and her sweet smile. I am feelin her Love so strong that I am now crying again. "Crying FOR Happy Memories" And that is a great thing to be doing on Mother's day or any other day. I Love and Miss You Mamma!
I have been thinking a lot about my Mother lately with Mothers day approaching. I got to thinking about something that happened when I was about 4 yrs. old. While I sometimes cry because I miss my Mother so much today I have laughed till' I Cried. My Mama used to wash clothes on a wringer washer on the back porch. I was there with her this day as usual. You who are familiar with wringer washers will understand but for you 'younguns' who dont know what that is::::: That's another story. Anyway, Mama was feeding clothes through the wringer one day and she got her hair caught in the wringer. Well I thought it was funny. Mama looked so funny to me standing there with her head to the ringer and of course I didn't know that she was in trouble. I'm telling you, the more she hollered the more I laughed. I thought we were playing a game and boy was I having fun. Mama was yelling at me to unplug the washer so the wringer would stop and she could get her hair removed, (Which was another funny happening too) I didn't know what she wanted but I did finally sense that this was "NOT A GAME AFTER ALL"!! I still didn't know what to do so I just stood there. Mama finally got her foot in the cord and pulled the plug. Then she had to release the wringer (another thing you"YOUNGUNS" will not understand). While she was accompolishing this task I got tickled again which I don't think Mama was too happy about. Anyway she finally got her hair released (at least what was left of her hair) and we walked up the lane to my Aunts (who was older and wiser) and My Aunt examined and doctored Mama's head and we stayed there till' my Daddy got home. Mama never did get to the point where she really "laughed" about the wringer episode, But she did Smile when it would be brought up through the years. And right now I am sitting here seeing my Mom's beautiful face and her sweet smile. I am feelin her Love so strong that I am now crying again. "Crying FOR Happy Memories" And that is a great thing to be doing on Mother's day or any other day. I Love and Miss You Mamma!
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