Middle Aged Memories

Oh! you created a new memory for yourself yesterday...a good, tear-free one!  Yay!

I remember Sing Along with Mitch. It looked like his arms were made of wood, they were so stiff. I had clackers, too, and I was really good at driving my parents crazy.

YAHOO for having your drains out NM. I hated those dang things.

I think I ran out of brain cells.  No, I KNOW I ran out of brain cells. 

Here's my memory from the 60s.  Every Sunday evening, my dad would pop popcorn and we'd get to have popcorn and a little dixie cup full of koolaid (there were four kids and the cups came in four colors so I had Green, my D Sis had Yellow, my D Bros had red and blue and those became our life long favorite colors) - anyway, I digress. 

Then we'd watch the Wonderful World of Disney.  Life was so good!

I was required to wear jumpers with a white shirt (Catholic school).  I could have a choice of three colors for a sweater or socks though - I could have dark green, yellow or white.  My school shopping was for new white blouses a sweater and new shoes.  The new shoes were the best!  We moved in 6th grade so no more uniforms cause I moved to public schools.  I was allowed to start wearing slacks in 6th grade and jeans in 7th grade.  My first pair of plaid bell bottoms were in 7th grade.

Fond memories.

Oh ya, I remember the school bookstore.  My parents had to pay a book fee and then we had to buy school supplies at the bookstore.  I was lucky though, we changed from wool jumpers to polyester when I was in second or third grade.  They were so much more comfortable!

I use to get my bell bottoms stuck in my bike chain. Remember the hip huggers with elephant bells?  We'd go to our local mall and go barefoot in them because they were such wide bells. We walked like ducks as we tried to keep our feet hidden!

We use to have "Play Day" once a year in grade school and we could wear pants that one day. I remember what a huge deal it was when we finally got to wear pants every day. We use to wear shorts under our dresses so we could go on the monkey bars and do flips.

Always wore shorts under my dresses.  I didn't own denim until I was in sixth grade.

We watched Wonderful World of Disney right after Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom.  I remember those monsters for your pencils.

How about the candy machines that only took a penny?  Or the ones that took a nickle but gave you a prize like a ring in a capsule?  

Barbies with unbendable legs?

Maybe this was for Barbie, maybe not, but for a very short time there were little doll outfits that changed color when they were wet.  You would "paint" them with water to change the color.  My memory is not great on this one, because my nieghbor was the one who had that.  It was for a Barbie-sized doll, whoever it was.

p.s.  Just remembered...it was vinegar that changed the color, then water changed it back.

My first Barbie was the one with dark hair and non-bendable legs.  My dad sold her at a garage sale when I went to college (I still remind him of that occasionally).  I found one just like her at an antique store (that was the day I first felt old) and take her out and look at her occasionally.  I'm sure I'll give her to my oldest granddaughter one day.

PJ was my second barbie and she had the twist waist and bendable legs.  I was totally a barbie girl and my sister hated barbies.  Isn't that funny.

I didn't watch wild kingdom because I didn't like it when the lion or tiger would catch the running animal.  I did watch Jacques Cousteau - thought that show was so neat.

I still have an unbendable legged Midge somewhere.  My sister used to make fun of her because of her freckles.  I also had PJ.  She had that long staight blonde hair in two pony tails with beaded bands, and that mini dress in pink and orange.  Mine talked and had the sting in her back.  "I'm PJ, Baa-bee's English Cousin".

My sister had Chatty Baby.  She waS not much of a baby doll girl.  Barbies were fun for her as long as hers were better than mine, and she was able to control the scenarios we played with them.

This was like my Midge (She was my sister's hand me down)

She was the same build as Barbie.

My Sister had Casey and I had Francie (Both small busted and a bit shorter)  Then we Had Skippers, hers a blonde and mine brunette.

There goes my chemo brain in true form.  It was SKIPPER I had, not Midge.  She looked like this:

Actually th eEasybake oven got a lt of use as Barbie's professional kitchen.

We couldn't afford the mixes, so I used the recipe book most of the time.  When I got the oven it had a cake mix and a frosting mix, and I baked the frosting mix!

It was good, too!