tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9744079.post95924091079986707..comments2023-10-26T08:27:12.533-07:00Comments on It's Always Something!: It's dark outside ...and it's still earlyJoanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113895333054235725noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9744079.post-22005553170327589252010-10-09T20:44:29.896-07:002010-10-09T20:44:29.896-07:00I would watch my Aunts getting ready for their dat...I would watch my Aunts getting ready for their dates and couldn't wait until I would be old enough to wear a can-can slip (what we called crinolines). Then when I finally got old enough, they were not in style anymore. <br /><br />My grandmother's porch was such a wonderful place.Brendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16299205162628367889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9744079.post-52810110391431065542010-09-29T05:39:11.643-07:002010-09-29T05:39:11.643-07:00Ahhhh, sounds like you loved her Very much....wond...Ahhhh, sounds like you loved her Very much....wonderful memories.<br />People ask Us sometimes for freebies too....I guess it just comes with the territory! They just don't "get" it.<br />I would Love a porch!!<br />Enjoy sweetie!<br />hughugsDonnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00181520825012037531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9744079.post-6300554809480404892010-09-27T17:11:49.311-07:002010-09-27T17:11:49.311-07:00Joanie, I have fond memories of my Nana teaching m...Joanie, I have fond memories of my Nana teaching me how to embroider. She always wore Revlon's "Cherry in the Snow" lipstick and nail polish and I can still see her hands holding that white fabric. I still do stamped cross stitch because of her.<br /><br />...and decisions? UGH! My husband is having a garage built and the builder has asked me about doors and windows and colors, etc, and I just want to say, Shut up!!! I want a damn family room, not a garage!!"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9744079.post-44123118207923621962010-09-27T13:44:44.843-07:002010-09-27T13:44:44.843-07:00Oh how I remember the crinolines. We used to wash...Oh how I remember the crinolines. We used to wash ours and them spray them with starch and let them dry outside--they were so stiff they stood up on the hem out on the lawn. I can remember Mother cautioning me to "keep your knees together" cause those things popped up so high when you sat down, it could cause an embarrassment. She made me many circle skirts--no pattern, just lay the thing out and mark off a half circle and cut and put on a waist band and hem--nice and long so they touched the tops of my ankle socks--which we folded down. The big city girls, rolled their ankle socks down so their heel tendon showed--we thought that look "trashy", we folded ours in two folds. Oh the memories of those wonderful days.Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9744079.post-63814917516874731002010-09-27T02:29:07.027-07:002010-09-27T02:29:07.027-07:00A truly lovely entry. So much living and learning ...A truly lovely entry. So much living and learning on the veranda. I can almost taste those cherries!Captain Pooliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08428392323868595583noreply@blogger.com