...... then you are old, too!!
Bwahahahaha!
:o)
Mostly about my backyard chickens. (Boring, I know), but there are a lot of us out here. Mine are only kept as pampered pets. I could eat a neighbor's chicken, but not MINE. There may be a comment on current events only if I get riled up enough. And there will always be a cartoon or a joke to cheer us. I promise to try my very best to respond to comments. Now I have to figure out how this blogger thingy works....
wish libraries still had card catalogs. much easier to use than screens.
ReplyDeleteBut if someone put back one of those index cards in the wrong drawer.. :o)
DeleteKeeping those seams straight was a pain and using finger-nail polish to stop a run.
ReplyDeleteI went through a lot of polish - nylons were expensive!
Delete...and in WW2 when silk was in short supply, women would have them painted on...
ReplyDeleteMy Mom had told me she did that!
DeleteGosh I remember all those things!.We lost more turtles! And the Lepages always had that crust on it.One thing though I kept having to scroll back to pic #4 to refresh my memory. I know, sory!
ReplyDeleteMany moons ago Hubby used to 'snap' mine! :o)
Deleteloved the smell of the mimeograph tests
ReplyDeleteAnd they were always printed in 'faded blue' ink!
DeleteYep! I'm old:))
ReplyDeleteRemember hosiery stores? Nylons came in flat boxes with each pair wrapped in tissue paper. I was 13 when I could wear them for the first time (when I graduated from grammar school).
DeleteStop reminding me how old I am!
ReplyDeleteAhhh, BW! You are much too young to remember some of that stuff!
DeleteMucilage!!
ReplyDeleteMade from snail goo.
Or so we were told...
=TW=
We would goop it over our fingers then tried peeling off when it dried!
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