Daddy, Momma, Bitsy, and Skip live their life and sometimes remember to tell ya'll about it
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Three of my favorite Blog right this minute.
These two women are trying to see what it would be like to be women in from another time. It's really very fascinating. Destination 1940 50's Times I am also trying to learn to be a Refined Lady with Miss Janice.
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I was just reading your favorite blogs...of course, mine is the '50s Times. I am from '57 you know. But the times I am most attracted to are the '40s. It all started when I began to notice things that I remembered from my grandmothers' houses. Then I began to collect things when I would find them. You know that I let most of the rest of the 40s and 50s go. My grandmothers never had a pair of pants on their body, forget jeans. My mother wore lots of dresses, too, but I have seen pictures of her in slacks. Can't seem to remember on my own. They all always cooked...and they were all pretty good cooks. Mama Ted went to lots more trouble because she went to "Club" (bridge). Grandma Taylor wouldn't do such a thing as play cards (she was a Baptist and close to 10 years older than Mama Ted).(Grandma was horrified that I would go to baseball games with "the men"...that would be with my grandpa we called Papa) They were always Mrs. Curtis and Mrs. Taylor. Nobody had anything like a dishwasher or a garbage disposal. They all had refrigerators, although they hardly were anything like we have today. There were washing machings but we had no dryer. I remember that we were one of the first in our little town of Lonoke Arkansas to have a tv. Mother died in '54, so it wasn't long before then. TV was a non-event as there was very little in the way of broadcasting, and it was very sorry picture. So we didn't watch it over going outside to do our thing. I used to play a game with my kids...not really a game... but we would talk about everything I could think of that I was there for the beginning. Oleo. That's what they called margerine. It was white plasticie stuff with a capsule all in clear bag. You took a thumbnail and opened the capsule, and then worked the stuff until it was all yellow like butter. I was there when Rock N'Roll came up...one,two,three o'clock four o'clock rock. I was there when Elvis came on the scene. I had never heard of pizza until I was in high school...graduated in '57. My class was the one with the first black kid in an all white school. I was there when the first black kid started to play Oklahoma University football. For the most part the '50s were a much slower and easier time. As for the hair, I washed it, but not even close to everyday. We set it with bobby pins (sometimes with perfume, because it smelled good and dried almost instantly), but soon graduated to those rollers that had the brushes in them (ouch!) We wore lipstick, but no eyes. Then, when I went to college in '57, my roommate was way into makeup. Her mother worked for Revlon and taught her all the "stuff". I had circle skirts and stiff petticoats. It was the worst thing on earth to see through a lady's skirt, or shirt, so we always wore slips and all that. Time to go. This got my "hot button" so I talk too much.
About Miss Janice...do you like the idea of being refined, or would you like the trappings of being a refined '50s kind of woman? I need to know this for all the obvious reasons, like I need to understand the things you like and want so I can help you manage to have. I know better than most that if you mention a thing in passing (and maybe never think of it again) you arrive at having a lot of "things" and can't imagine how it happened. So, do you enjoy the knowledge of properly serving tea, or would you like a tea pot?
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I was just reading your favorite blogs...of course, mine is the '50s Times. I am from '57 you know. But the times I am most attracted to are the '40s. It all started when I began to notice things that I remembered from my grandmothers' houses. Then I began to collect things when I would find them. You know that I let most of the rest of the 40s and 50s go. My grandmothers never had a pair of pants on their body, forget jeans. My mother wore lots of dresses, too, but I have seen pictures of her in slacks. Can't seem to remember on my own. They all always cooked...and they were all pretty good cooks. Mama Ted went to lots more trouble because she went to "Club" (bridge). Grandma Taylor wouldn't do such a thing as play cards (she was a Baptist and close to 10 years older than Mama Ted).(Grandma was horrified that I would go to baseball games with "the men"...that would be with my grandpa we called Papa) They were always Mrs. Curtis and Mrs. Taylor. Nobody had anything like a dishwasher or a garbage disposal. They all had refrigerators, although they hardly were anything like we have today. There were washing machings but we had no dryer. I remember that we were one of the first in our little town of Lonoke Arkansas to have a tv. Mother died in '54, so it wasn't long before then. TV was a non-event as there was very little in the way of broadcasting, and it was very sorry picture. So we didn't watch it over going outside to do our thing. I used to play a game with my kids...not really a game... but we would talk about everything I could think of that I was there for the beginning. Oleo. That's what they called margerine. It was white plasticie stuff with a capsule all in clear bag. You took a thumbnail and opened the capsule, and then worked the stuff until it was all yellow like butter. I was there when Rock N'Roll came up...one,two,three o'clock four o'clock rock. I was there when Elvis came on the scene. I had never heard of pizza until I was in high school...graduated in '57. My class was the one with the first black kid in an all white school. I was there when the first black kid started to play Oklahoma University football. For the most part the '50s were a much slower and easier time. As for the hair, I washed it, but not even close to everyday. We set it with bobby pins (sometimes with perfume, because it smelled good and dried almost instantly), but soon graduated to those rollers that had the brushes in them (ouch!)
We wore lipstick, but no eyes. Then, when I went to college in '57, my roommate was way into makeup. Her mother worked for Revlon and taught her all the "stuff". I had circle skirts and stiff petticoats. It was the worst thing on earth to see through a lady's skirt, or shirt, so we always wore slips and all that. Time to go. This got my "hot button" so I talk too much.
About Miss Janice...do you like the idea of being refined, or would you like the trappings of being a refined '50s kind of woman? I need to know this for all the obvious reasons, like I need to understand the things you like and want so I can help you manage to have. I know better than most that if you mention a thing in passing (and maybe never think of it again) you arrive at having a lot of "things" and can't imagine how it happened. So, do you enjoy the knowledge of properly serving tea, or would you like a tea pot?
I'm really liking those blogs, too. I was wondering if you like roses or magnolias.
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