Throw Them Out or Keep Them

I've been cleaning out drawers today and ran across an old pair of pantyhose.  What am I going to do with those?  Throw them out or keep them?

I don't wear pantyhose anymore, do you?  Styles have changed over the years, but gee, I wish that pantyhose were still popular.  Who decided that pantyhose were to be cast aside for bare legs?  My legs just don't look like they did in 1970.  They need a little help with a cover-up just as my body needs a little cover-up when I dare wear a swimsuit.  (And yes, I really do wear a swimsuit........even at my age.)

Here it is dead of winter, 33 burr degrees.  These days what do women do when they have an event where a knee-length dress is worn?  Do they go bare-legged or do they don hose?  I know what you're going to tell me.........wear dress pants............or wear tights, but DON'T wear the pantyhose. 

Still you haven't convinced me that I should throw them out.  So I will put these sheer lovelies back in the drawer and I can decide later when and if I actually need them.  My criteria will probably be whether my need to be stylish outweighs my need for comfort.  Not many women my age are considered fashionistas anyway.

Throw them out or keep them?

I love you.

I'm going to tell you a little story about pantyhose and how we girls saved money.  Back in my day (back in the sexy Mad Men days--ha ha) pantyhose were pretty expensive.  If one leg got a runner, then the pantyhose was ruined.....or was it?  Nope, and here is how we saved them.  Cut off the leg with the runner and discard, but save the remainder.  When you get a runner in another pair hose, do the same thing.  Assuming the runners were on opposite legs, you would then have another pair with two panties.  Get it????  Just a tiny bit uncomfortable, but hey............saved money when I was a single gal.  By the way I was told about this little secret by someone who really was a fashionista back in the Mad Men days.

 

Hamburgers and Memories

Have you ever had one of those sensory moments where you are taken back in time?  Sight, sound, touch, smell, and tastes.  Smell...........I had one of those sensory moments tonight with the smell of pickles.  Pickles!!!  Hamburgers were on the menu and when I opened that jar of pickles, I was immediately a little girl again.  So much so that a tear fell and the hubby asked what was wrong.  I looked up and he immediately said "You had one of those moments, didn't you?" and gave me a sweet hug.  He knows me all too well.

I have written about our Saturday night hamburger suppers several times, but for me the memory never gets old.  Saturday nights were the "party" time for my family; pop to drink, hamburgers on the stove with that wonderful odor............hamburgers frying in the cast iron skillets, freshly diced onions (not sliced), thinly, thinly sliced lettuce, sliced tomatoes, and mom's dill pickles-----just up from the cold cellar.  All those odors came together to almost make me weep tonight.  It wasn't the hamburgers so much as it was the gathering of those seven people.  The shuffling of seven chairs, the girls with rollers in their hair, the chatter, the faces........oh the faces.  Seven people who knew nothing of the future............just living in the moment............a family..........my family.

Those faces came back to me tonight......young faces........and two faces now gone, but never, ever forgotten.

Here's to my favorite meal at home.........hamburgers and memories of a wonderful childhood. 

I love you.

If you come to visit, I will gladly make you a hamburger, but you won't have this emotion for the faces have changed.  I would hope, however, that you would leave with a happy memory of being in my home.  I might even tell you a story about my life on the farm.