Songs that are on your mind

@snowflake954 Many may never leave home, and that's alright. Kids can't afford a place of their own. Everything old is new again, but they'd better learn how to cook. Isn't that the way, in Italy? La famiglia sticks together, and takes care of each other. Residential care is avoided unless there's no other option.

Grandmaw's ways are best. She knows how to moderate portions, make something out of nothing, throw it into the oven, kick the door shut, and place it on the table, beautifully.

I believe dieting is the cause of food problems. The first diet is an enormous mistake. Don't start none - won't be none. All or Nothing food thinking. Eat all the things or nothin' much. When I was growing UP, we never talked about dieting or the scale. No one talked about it. We had a school cafeteria and everyone had the same lunch. I don't remember ever being hungry or thinking about food. There were so many other things to do, and we had a strong sense of loyalty taking care of one another. That's just the way we rolled.
We're going back to that. I see it. That's nirvana. We are going to take care of each other, come hell or high water. I've experienced both.

@snowflake954 Boom. You're right on the money. Oats are just the ticket, for slimming the prize winning pig for the County Fair. Yes, indeedy. Did we talk about this, about 4 years ago. Feels like déjà vu. Do you remember feeling more déjà vu as a kid, than you do now. I felt it all of the time. Rarely, now.

My Grandmaw spent all of her time in the garden. She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She canned and they stored all of those jars in an underground shelter. You remember. It's still there, with all of that food. They were prepared for everything. 🤣 On Sundays, she put the newspaper over her head, and pretended she was taking a long nap. She learned how to compartmentalize the kids and noise. You should've been there.

The black Hudson. She drove sooo slow, about 20 mph. Good thing, so many kids were crammed in the back seat, they fell out of the door, going around the corner, to the Dairy Queen. Took her over an hour to go 20 miles to the grocery store. She always pulled those speakers off the pole at the drive-in movie.

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@snowflake954 Boom. You're right on the money. Oats are just the ticket, for slimming the prize winning pig for the County Fair. Yes, indeedy. Did we talk about this, about 4 years ago. Feels like déjà vu. Do you remember feeling more déjà vu as a kid, than you do now. I felt it all of the time. Rarely, now.

My Grandmaw spent all of her time in the garden. She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She canned and they stored all of those jars in an underground shelter. You remember. It's still there, with all of that food. They were prepared for everything. 🤣 On Sundays, she put the newspaper over her head, and pretended she was taking a long nap. She learned how to compartmentalize the kids and noise. You should've been there.

The black Hudson. She drove sooo slow, about 20 mph. Good thing, so many kids were crammed in the back seat, they fell out of the door, going around the corner, to the Dairy Queen. Took her over an hour to go 20 miles to the grocery store. She always pulled those speakers off the pole at the drive-in movie.

I can only say--they don't make em like they used to.

PS: And don't get me started on the county fair.

https://youtu.be/3R7CzT4vikQ?t=49

https://youtu.be/vJ5UxQSM2mo?t=10

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