Always Real, Antique Junk Drawer

Fifty Ways To Leave Your Clutter

There are two kinds of people in the world.  Those whose clutter makes them feel secure and gives them comfort.  And those whose clutter gives them anxiety. I fall into the second category.  I feel overwhelmed by too much. My mother and my husband fall into the first category.  This is a problem.  Not for them, but for me.  People who enjoy clutter are seldom bothered by those who do not.  At least until their clutter goes missing. My mother’s house is one (of many) reasons I fled Illinois at the age of 20 and moved…

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Always Real, Antique Childhood, Antique Junk Drawer, Hallmark Holidays, Parenting Gone Awry

Wishing You A Very Antique Valentine’s Day

I found a package of unopened Valentine cards from what looks like the 1960’s in an antique store a year or so ago and I fell in love with them.  I didn’t know what I would do with them, I just wanted them, so I bought them and stashed them away with the other retro stuff I randomly buy. I guess I love these cards because they are innocent and sweet and cheesy – the things I think Valentine’s Day should be for kiddos and I still long for.  Is that when you are officially old?…

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Antique Junk Drawer, Geeky Stuff

Steve

I remember when I was 16, seeing the cover of some magazine that featured Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak.  Actually I don’t really remember if Wozniak was on the cover or not, all I remember is thinking that Steve Jobs is really cute!   I also remember thinking, wow, he’s just a few years older than me, so young to be so rich and successful.  And then, “I wonder if he has a girlfriend…” Steve never became my real life boyfriend, but he’s always been my pretend techno-geek boyfriend.  I’ve always had a crush on him, I’ve…

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Antique Junk Drawer, Mildly Amusing

Cat Challenged

Many many moons ago, when our first set of next door neighbors lived next door (we are now on neighbors #3 which may or may not have something to do with us) they asked me if I would feed their cats while they were in Hawaii. I said yes because it’s not in my nature to turn down a request for help.  And I thought they meant “feed” the cats.  How hard can it be to walk next door and pour some food in a bowl?  But since I had not owned a cat since I…

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Antique Crazy, Antique Junk Drawer

Things I Falsely Believe

Random, Stray and Otherwise Unassigned Thoughts: If I could just find the right color of blush I wouldn’t look so washed out. Someday I will find the “right” haircut and I’ll have fabulous easy to do hair that always looks great. Jeans are comfortable. My kid is astonishingly smarter/cuter/funnier than all the other kids. My seven-year-old will always be the loving, delightful and polite little fella he is today. My husband forgets to take out the trash on purpose. If I get it on sale, I’m saving money. I can still shop in Juniors. Everyone else…

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Antique Junk Drawer

What I Did On My Summer Vacation

Hi everyone! I’m just going to write some stuff down here, not edit or make the words pretty or tie it up nice and neat at the end or that kind of thing, so go ahead right now and lower your expectations. Okay, just a little lower. There. Now. First, thanks so much to all y’all (Texas to English translation: everyone) who noticed my lengthy absence and sent notes and emails inquiring as to my whereabouts and well-being.  That makes my day. I am well, thank you very much, and I am here. I’ve been keeping…

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Antique Junk Drawer

Feminism, Gas Pumps and Clock Batteries

The other day I was out running errands and I had to stop and put gas in my car.  Filling the tank with gas is not my favorite task, but I’m an independent modern girl and I put gas in my own car.  But honestly?  I’d rather not and am happy to get out of doing it whenever I can. I don’t know why. It just seems to me that the men folk should have to pump the gas, take out the trash, remove the dead geckos from the shower and other duties as assigned. When…

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Antique Junk Drawer

Things I’m Doing Instead of Blogging

1. Trying to get a shot of a cardinal. Those little boogers are fast and camera shy. See that little bright red dot? That’s a cardinal. 2. Walking the local nature trail with Sean, pretending to be Lewis to his Clark. 3. Trying to become one with my camera.  My goal this year is to get off green.  As it is now, I have to think really hard about the settings and dials and exposure values and the other technical stuff. 4. Writing up a little story I told  Sean the other night while he was…

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Antique Junk Drawer, Money

Learning To Work

Some random thoughts on the importance of learning to work. * * * Back in the olden days, many people bore children to help them work the farm. They needed people to work the land to survive, so they bred them. I recently read an interview with AD’s grandmother who was born in the 1890s.  She talked about how she walked behind a plow and picked cotton when she was seven.  It was harsh, but it had to be done.  She had to help, everyone did, that’s just the way it was.  Probably your grandparents or…

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Antique Childhood, Antique Junk Drawer

The Bride Lady

Back in the late 70s, after I graduated from high school, I worked for an insurance company whose offices are on the edge of a small historical downtown area. The particular building that I worked in occupied one city block and was six stories tall, and having been built in the post-modern era, it had windows all the way around, top to bottom, which meant you could see all there was to see. Which wasn’t a whole lot. However, on most days you could look out the windows and see a middle-aged woman wearing a tattered…

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