Apparently the little mouse on the wheel that is running my internet is still on the job. Ha!
I want to thank each and everyone of you for your kind comments, wishes and prayers. I am not really bothered by the whole situation but the "disconnected" feeling isn't something I am use to. The being a shut in I am use to.
I got some good news though all my paper work paid off that I did this week. We got approved for food stamps so we can get fresh fruit and produce and other healthy food choices. The other expenses like animal food aren't covered. Fortunately we are ok on pet food.
My sister has been trying to help me as much as she can. She has a box of insulin needles I can have with is good because they are about $17. She is on STD from her arm surgery and there was a problem with her check. I am hoping if my DH gets back to work next week that we can borrow gas money from her if she has it. At least if DH is going to be working we will have his pay the following week to pay her back. This not knowing when we will get his pay is the scary part.
The ONE thing I find the most embarrassing is I had to call my sister and ask to borrow toilet paper. Toilet paper is the only paper product we can't live without. How pathetic is that? It sounds so embarrassing to me. Forget the cup of sugar give me toilet paper.
Today's song is a blast from the past. It made me laugh and I hope it does for you too. The story below is cute. I can only sort of relate when I was growing up the fast food business were just starting to take off. I don't remember milk being delivered.
I do remember a cookie and potato chip company coming every once in a while name "Charlie Chip" all their products were in tin containers we always keep for storing other things.
Hope to blog tomorrow.
** Growing Old Isn't What It Used To Be **
Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?'
'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him.
'All the food was slow.'
'C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?'
'It was a place called 'at home,'' I explained!
'Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'
By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.
But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levi's, set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card.
My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow).
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 19.
It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at midnight, after playing the national anthem and a poem about God; it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people.
I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.
Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk was.
All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers --my brother delivered a newspaper, six days a week.. He had to get up at 6AM every morning.
Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most anything offensive.
If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?