
I can't believe it's Thursday already. Time to post progress on my CHS stocking. I am almost embarrassed by my lack of stitching this week.
I had to write a paper on,"Were we better off in 1920 rather than 1980?" Since I was born in the early 60's, twenty-five years earlier than my fellow students. I have a little more first hand experience than they do. I have seen plenty of changes so far in my lifetime. My girls have not had the pleasure of listening to a record player or 8-track tape. They never talked on a telephone party line,watched a black/white TV,or detasseled corn for a summer job. Company computers use to take up a whole room, you could not afford to buy a personal computer and car phones came in a portable box. Boy, do I feel old!
Last week one of the students asked the professor if he had one of those ugly polio marks on his arm. He replied he was not old enough to have a mark then he looked at me. Speaking before thinking, I said I do have one, but is not on my arm. That was probably TMI because I heard a few snickers. Then I could hear them gossiping in the background, "How old is she anyway?" lol!!!! Then I felt really old. I knew I should have taken this class online.
It is mushroom season in Indiana. It is quite the contest with the men around here on who can find the most and earns bragging rights for the next year. You can almost smell the testosterone. Mushrooms sell for $18 a pound. Ridiculous! I would rather have shrimp or lobster or both. My dh loves when mushroom season rolls around. Not me, I like to eat them but I do not like to hunt them. It seems like I come home with more than mushrooms(ie-poison ivy or ticks). No thank you. This weekend there will be a festival at Mansfield. They have a contest on who brings in the most or the biggest. Vendors come to sell a few crafts and antiques. I like to go just to walk around and enjoy the day.
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