Yesterday, Steve from Royal Oak immediately picked up on the same thoughts I was having as I dug up this old series, specifically how difficult it was, in my youth, to get to know a girl over the phone. Or at least how difficult it seemed! I think I launch far too many old-fogey threads as it is, but I think it’s a worthwhile subject: what is it like for kids today, who are connected, individually and collectively, to one another on a constant basis? You want to talk about a societal ground-shift. Or maybe it’s just as difficult today to cold text that cute young thing in third period algebra.
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Speaking of Spam, another dish my mom would make was to dump the block of Spam into a skillet and pour a mixture of mustard and catsup over it as a sort of imitation barbeque sauce, then bake it for 15 minutes or so. Serve with instant potatoes and (shudder) green peas.
Ghost Sweetie, I learned to cook in self-defense, and most of that was watching my dad’s mom, who was one of the (in my opinion) great Southern farm cooks.
Good morning Villagers…
So Indy Mindy, your Monday was like mine….horrendous. We had TWO augers out, and the water line had been pushed to the front of the cages, and the water nipple got hung up and had poured water into the feeding trough…..and I packed, stacked, and wrapped 9 skids of eggs. I was one tired puppy.
My spare bedroom, the “I don’t know what to do with it so I’ll throw it in here” room, had become Santa’s storage room. It’s full of toys and stuff for little Kyle and Brooklynne Rose. Kyle’s mom is lucky that I enjoy wrapping.
GR 😉 yes, what a coincidence. I have her Christmas CD. I grew up with that whole album playing every Christmas….mom loved Brenda Lee.
Mark, I couldn’t pull up your link…will try later…..
….oh, and I love peas and mashed taters together.
I have my three month check up today with my doctor. The good old FDA changed my pain meds to a certain class of narcotics, and now I have to see her every three months….but, there would be no way I could work without them…good old Aurther and his buddy Itis….hips and legs are the worse. And I do a lot of walking and twisting and standing on concrete…right now it’s cold concrete.
Ya’ll have a blessed day……
today’s grin: http://cheezburger.com/8401998592
Miss Charlotte…is it a blue/green color?
You can’t send a text to the cute little girl next to you in Algebra class unless you already know her phone number. So, there’s still the awkwardness of asking for her phone number….. 🙂
Started to type “good morning” and decided it wasn’t!
Hello Villagers!
Anyone else besides me ever have nightmares about rioters/thieves/whatever tearing out the contents of historic homes that seem to have been loaded with great carved (enormous) wooden trim, statuary, gilding, iron works, etc. and stealing them faster than you can defend the house? And other heinous crimes as well.
This is one of those repeated nightmares that get worse and worse with the retelling. I am not in a good mood this morning and the weather reflects my mood. The dogs all want in to stay warm and to bark at each other, pee on the floor. Dogs are historic as well.
Need to finish packing and get ready for a trip to Tulsa with Mike and Mom. I pack because I never know if we will be staying when we get there. So, I may be missing although I intend to take computer along if I can find the cords? It does work on a battery as well.
Things are not going well with Mike or mom although cardiologist says he can find nothing to account for the constant angina. I only bought one “transport chair”. It is ironic that I am the mobile one!
Love you all, Jackie
Charlotte, baby blue? A rare mini-van color.