Moving On or Living in the Past...

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Amazing how many 'Anonymous' , or 'Anon' people come out of the woodwork when you say something about bullies. I must have pinned a few down with that last post. Someone even told me that if I had to look up the definition of putz then something was wrong...it is called a little creative research, and most of the people I run across in life are not assholes who would call someone that. I also know the trick of not using my own blog or website name when making a comment. I do kind of feel sorry for the person. You know how when someone was belittled as a child, and then it carries over into there own adult life...

hmmm... New Day, Thank Goodness...

Okay...my friend Steve in Dallas, "Hey Steve, I love and miss Ya"! He is so damn funny. Part of the reason I keep getting so many freaking funnies lately for this blog. He also works for Mary Kay off the North Dallas Toll Road. Have you seen that building? Pink cars are always parked in the lot around there!

Here is what he sent today...'Your childhood in one email'...and I cannot even begin to post all the darn pictures he past on to me, but I will try to get as many as I can!














My mom made pop corn in a pan with oil, so we only had this if we went to Cheryl and Carol's house for a sleep over...














The only one left in Dallas that I remember became a restaurant called, The Filling Station, and damn that big blue drink they had was a killer! Good fried mushrooms too!












I think these are still popular, if you chew gum?
















Good ole Sears and Roebuck in Downtown Dallas, south side. My mom saved, and saved these things just so she could order...uh...I do not remember what she got, but like it was yesterday I can remember going in that building. Now it is a high rise, and I helped open a restaurant on the bottom floor...







We hated these stupid things- always stuck, handle frozen, and you had to run warm water over it; which melted the ice...



















I was not much into magazines, but remember it...









The roller rink was just down the street from my house...











My brother had this he got to the 'Bee Bee' gun phase...















Now I know Girliechef reminisces about this place...we only had one of the border of Oklahoma on the way past my sister Donna's fathers gas station and snow cone stand, and only stopped once in a blue moon...















Chery, oh hello, Cheryl...remember the 'dirty' one that Giles and Danny took us to, because we were always curious about it. We giggled through the whole movie...














Robert and I went to an old historical village near Bar Harbor, and I saw one of these in the house I screamed, because my mom used this to do our laundry. We had to help hang up the clothes on the line out back and you could see clothes outside for blocks...no fences then...

















My mother let the 'real' fuller brush guy in our house...not today!













My grandfather had one of these, and I think my aunt still has it...he brought it over to record the grand kids, and our holiday gatherings...he was a gadget guy, just like my father...hey, all men are like that aren't they, lol












Yep, we all used to fight over who's turn it was to play with these...















I think my brother had one of these...










...and this one too!



















Nope, we did not know what this was...my dad was partial to a beer and BBQ sandwich, so we ate at Sonny Bryans if he had the money; then it was off to the gravel pit to fish...

















Oh Yeah...Hey Cheryl, we were just talking about Jan's Food store and how we think it was more like three cents for twice as much as you see here...



















Yep, daddy had the 'other' version, Hawkeye with this flash attachment on top...



















...and to think these made a come back when retro shops started popping up everywhere. I was/am allergic to ever greens. Yep, once hubby and I took a trip to west Texas where my father's family is from, and I rolled down the windows since it was a beautiful day. Stuck my head out the window, took a deep breath to take in the wonderful fresh day smell, clean air, and spent the rest of the day sneezing and wiping my watery eyes. We do not put a real tree up, and his family use a fake one each year. Same with cats, some dogs, most animals...freaking allergies!

Hey if anyone wants that long email with more photos from our childhood, I will be glad to forward it to ya!