Hello, Anyone Over 70????

Hi Ladies.................Sunday, and the weather is great.............going to my daughters for dinner.................joined weight watchers, so I have to figure my points..........she is having spaghetti, and she makes a mean pot of gravy................1 cup...I don't think so, so I am taking it easy for breakfast and lunch, so I can enjoy dinner.

Lost 7 lbs so far, and it is just 1 month......need to lose a small toddler..............so this is a challange...............everyone says........................"well its 7 lbs off instead of 7 lbs gained, and I say.................."do you come from the "you got the good cancer"......."your lucky it was breast cancer".............."breast cancer is no big deal anymore".............CLUB.................you must cause that is a stupid comment.........I guess that is more of the "positive thinking" idea........................well I'm giving it a shot.................like I said "a small toddler".................wish me luck ladies.

OOOOOhhhhhhhhhh, Granny................he's a keeper..................what a sweetheart.....I'm a sucker for babies......................hug him for me......................

By the way............your baby is adorable..........love the hair.

Ladies, could not agree with you more...................I think its wonderful to hold your babies.......but there is a limit..........I had 6, and this is how they were in order.....2, 1, and newborn......................Imagine that................The 2 year old, and the 1 years old in diapers..........and I'm not talking about the ones you pull off, toss in the trash, and grab a new one.................I'm talking about the cloth ones, that you had to wash, hang, fold 6 times (to fit the baby), and when they took a crap you dumped the turd down the toilet, flushed the toilet, and then rinsed the diaper up and down in the toilet water, to get most of the crap off, that was after dumping the "big bomb" first.

I never propped a bottle.........that was my time to cuddle, talk, coo, and do all the fun baby things I enjoyed so much........................every baby should have "hold" time, but this never putting them down, from bottle to bottle..............meal to meal.............nap to nap.........is bullshit.......I saw that on Sunday at my GD house..................the babies were never let have some "me" time.................

Oh well, my job of raising kids is done.........I did a decent job.............never won Mother of the Year awards, but did the best I could..................I call the present generation the "entitled" generation..............they think they have eveyrthing coming to them, as a birth rite.............but I must say out of the 18 grandchildren I have..........all but 1 are great............and one day he too will find out that it is not "all about him"...............Just glad I'm on the "way out", and not on the "way in"................I did my job................................

Chabba...........I hope so, I know I sure as hell tried.............A lot of giving up, and sacrificing back in the 50's...............When I think of the "take home" salaries of some of my children, and grandchildren it blows my mind....................In the 70's my husband grossed $10,000 a year........yet somehow there was always food on the a roof over our heads, food on the table, and we were happy.......................So my girls Barbie's came from the $1.00 store, but they didn't know the difference till some "little bitch" down the block told them "you don't have a real Barbie".............My little one said "its real to me".

Lots of gifts a xmas cause my Mother brought all her presents (and there were many) over to my house, and put them under the tree, so it looked like so much more........they never knew................Easter, everyone had a new outfit, even if it didn't come from Lord and Taylor, Macy's or Bloomingdales.................they were new, from the underwear out................we struggled, and many a Friday (catholic), I had to root down the "sofa" to find enough change to buy a pound of cheese, loaf of bread, and a couple cans of tomato soup...............thanks God my company never knew how I spent the change they dropped without knowing it .........hahahha...................

Granny,  I hear ya girlfriend..................your right, and to add to it, I had a wringer washer, and no dryer............but always a meal on the table every night, and baked my own goodies........could not afford what the bakery wanted................in my house , Tastykakes, and ice cream were a treat, not an expectation.............................We can call them the "tough days", but they were also the "good old days"........................no cell phones, never locked your doors, no processed foods, we had a breadman, a milkman, and if we had a car.........there was only 1 for all of us.................That is back when the $1.50 candy bar today, was called the .25 cent candy bar..............you could buy a house for $8,000, and a luxary car for $5,000.........................................I'm glad I lived through those years.............it made me learn to appreciate finally having the "good life"..............even better.................hugs to all the ladies who remember what I'm talking about...................

Jo........your right.........I was just saying Sunday at my grandaughters house.............we had a "car seat".........................hahahaha.................it was some kind of a seat that had these hook like bars on the back that went over the middle of the front seat.................it had a steering wheel on the front of it, that was hooked into the seat with this "screw" that sat right in the middle where the kids face was.............then to boot they put a medal bar that stuck out the side like a little lever.......that was suppose to be their "make believe gear shift"........................it was between my husband and I in the middle seat.......(no consoles back then)..........and my son would jumpt in..........jump out.........jump in,........jump out, front to back, back to front, all the time going 50 miles an hour on the highway......................how the hell did they survive.

How about the bikes.............no helmet............no pads..............just get your ass on it , and ride................the first time my son got a bike with "hand brakes", he stopped one and not both, and did a "header" over the handle bars, and ended up in the ER.............

I guess all that was "punishment" for them putting us through the "friggin labor", with little medication, and a "NUN" standing at the foot of the labor saying to you ."oh my dear, every pain helps, offer it up"...................I know where I wanted to put my pain "UP", and it wasn't a Holy Place"...............

Well somehow we all did get through it, and like I said before. we're a lot tougher for having gone through it.........................love you gals................

Hey Granny, what about the books of stamps that we got during the war.............butter, coffee, sugar, and you would have to go to the grocery store, and my grandmother would say.........and don't go in the same line more then once...............we would get the stuff, run home, and then go back...................if you didn't drink coffee, you would trade your coffee stamps for butter, or sugar...............and how about the "margarine"..............it was white shit with a yellow button in the middle, that you broke, and then squeeze the frigging bag for hours, until the whole bag was yellow, and looked like butter..................never ate the shit................and till today can't even look at margarine.................., and your right about xmas...........................wait till a couple days before, and grab what was on sale.

For the things the kids really asked for, you would get up at the crack of dawn, go to the store before it opened, and pray you were first in lne, and knew right where the thing you wanted would be................nothing was bought if it wasn't on sale................Granny, my kids say today.......................funny thing is MOm, we never felt poor...............cause you never let us believe we were..................it was tough.