Middle Aged Memories

It takes a lot of time to read to catch up on some threads.  I find I might post once or twice in an hour, but read a lot.

As my youngest child graduates high school, I remember my own h.s. days.  Everyone had a Bowie haircut back then (girls and guys) or else long, long hair parted in the middle like me (girls and guys.)  Our class song was Bowie's "Changes."  Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes!   Well, "Stairway to Heaven" and "Dream On" had been taken by previous classes.

How about hip huggers and mini skirts guys in tight jeans. The Mod Squad.The doll that was the size of a three year old and if you held her left hand she would walk with you.

I thought Mrs. Beasley dolls were so stupid because she had pants sewn on!  She was a scarey clown looking doll, too.

I barely remember what those were like!

Getting hamburger, FF and drink at McDonalds for under $1.00. Buying hamburgers across town from where I lived 10 for $1.00. Those plastic mesh car seats for in your car to sit on because cars didn't have A/C then. Aspirin in those little tins that held 12 and you pushed on the corner to open it. $.10 snowballs (I was just somewhere and they wanted $1.00). Chatty Cathy dolls. Bobble heads. You put them in the back of your car behind back seat and their heads "bobbled". Milkman that came to your door delivering milk. Thinks came in glass bottles and tin cans (not cardboard)  Soda machines where you opened the door and pulled the bottle out. I remember cigarettes in the machine were $.35. I was about 6 and my mom would let me get them for her. I liked to pull the knob out. (she has since quit a long time ago)  And you used to be able smoke anywhere, even in stores. Troll dolls, saddle shoes, capezio's, John Romaine pocketbooks, fish net stockings. Those truly were the good days.

I remember it tasted kind of medicinal.  (Maybe someone slipped my an Alka-Seltzer.  Ha!)

When I found some Fizzies at Grocery Outlet I bought several packs. My son, in his 20's, would pack his mouth full of them then drink a soda. The trick was to keep his mouth shut as long as possible before the bubbles burst out of your mouth. Gross? You bet! I have pictures of he and several friends blowing Fizzie bubbles all over my front yard!

And I would love to have just one carefree summer again...

I think we should all just go on a vacation and have FUN! No work, no stress and no cancer!

I can still remember the smell of palmolive dish soap.  The soap bottles is what we used, too.  Once in awhile, we would take our savings to the five and dime and get a squirt gun, but they rarely worked for long.

Remember Fuzzy Wuzzy soap? It grew this furry stuff on it and had a plastic charm inside.

Is it too late to revert back to childhood???

I blame it on chemo brain!