REMEMBER WHEN

23 01 2012

It’s been cloudy, foggy and wet all day here.  Makes me remember when I was a kid.  My father was gone to the big War and it was always cloudy, foggy and wet every day that year.  Or at least that was the way it seemed to me.  Seemed like every day was dreary.  I remember standing on the corner waiting for the city bus and being cold to the bone  And it wasn’t a whole lot different at home.  Mother tried very hard to make us all happy all the time.  But some days it was just a losing battle.  We all smiled and laughed and tried to have a good day or a good week or whatever.  But it was still hard.

We all missed Daddy a whole lot.  He was always the happy one in the family.  He sang and whistled until he just drove us all crazy.  And he could really tap dance and would do that occasionally. We missed Daddy and his smiles and his fun all the time.  But we really didn’t talk much about it.  Didn’t do any good anyway. Was still cloudy and rainy and foggy outside.

I remember a lot about those days and the challenges of the family unit.  Not only in my family but in all those around us.  Everyone was involved in that War.  It wasn’t just a War of a few people.  It involved the whole country and in fact the whole world.  Mr. Roosevelt talked on the radio and we all listened.  We read the newspaper until it had almost no print left.

If you would like to know more about the 1940’s times and what it was like then to be in the middle of that family and that War and that life, then by all means buy my book entitled In The 1940’s.  Only $10 each with postage included.  Great book. Have had lots of good comments about it.  Everyone seems to enjoy it a lot.  Can order from Amazon or from me at P.O. Box 2249, Benton, AR  72018.  Just enclose that check or money order and I’ll get your book right out to you.  You will definitely enjoy it!  You can look up my books at booksbybet.com    Thanks, Bet

By the way tomorrow would be my father’s 106th birthday!





POOR CHILDREN

15 12 2011

There is not a day goes by that I don’t get something in the mail about the poor hungry children in our country.  Or I hear about them on the television  or see them begging on the newscasts.  Surely in this day and time, this is completely and absolutely unnecessary.  And it has absolutely nothing to do with the so-called recession.  This is a matter of responsibility on the part of the parents of these poor, neglected children.

Why aren’t the parents feeding their own children?  I fed mine. And I would have fed them before I ever had anything to eat myself.  Not so these days.  The children are dumped on the various government agencies and programs.  They are fed at school and food is sent home with them on Friday so they have enough to tide them over until Monday when they can come back for a free breakfast and a free lunch once again.  Where is the mother who is supposed to be cooking their food.   And where is the father who is supposed to be providing for the groceries in the home.   I know those parents are not all working 2 and 3 jobs every day.  That is very evident by their accepted standard of living.  So, why doesn’t the mother know how to care for her children.  And why doesn’t the father know how to provide for his family.

Something is badly missing from our society at this time.  The main word that comes to mind is responsibility.  These parents just bear children with no intent of providing anything for them.  The children come  to the daycares all day long.  This takes away any responsibility for raising  children.  They are fed at school and this takes away any responsibility for providing food for them.  They are given clothing from various agencies including a lot of volunteer agencies.  The family is given food to take home from another agency.  What do they do with the food?  Obviously someone eats it, but it doesn’t seem to be the children.

Is this the result of President Johnson’s Great Society?  You know, the one where everyone is given everything and they do not have to work or provide anything for themselves.  Seems to be working just great.  Except that it took away all the incentive to provide for self and your own family.

Surely there is some pride somewhere in these wasted lives.  Surely, some of these parents might wake up and realize they are the responsible parties and it is up to them to provide and provide and provide some more.  That is their job in life.  They need to get with it and provide for themselves and their  own children.

Then there will be no more Poor Children, Poor Starving Children, Poor Destitute Children, and Poor Children who are living in poverty everywhere every day.

 





TEEN UPDATE

14 12 2011

Was watching the television latest news this evening and the newscaster said that teen use of marijuana is the most it has been since 1981.  I don’t happen to remember much about the use of marijuana in 1981, but I certainly remember about the use of the drugs during the 1960’s.  So, this makes me wonder —

Where are the parents of these teens and what are they doing.  Evidently, they are not raising their children.  If they were, they would know that their teen was high on marijuana every day or pretty often.  Since these parents grew up in that world, they certainly can recognize all the symptoms of use.

Maybe they are just not around.  Or maybe they are not paying any real attention to their teen.  Or maybe they are using the drugs themselves.   No matter what the story is, the result will be the same.  We will have another generation that cannot perform as they should in their everyday lives.  They will not be responsible as adults because they are not responsible as teens.

And, will we also have another generation that is only capable of sleeping in tents on the concrete and growing their hair long and not brushing their teeth and complaining all the time because they cannot find a job and cannot have a life because no one will give it to them.

What a shame that the parents do not care enough about their teen to stop this outrageous behavior now before it develops into more and worse habitual use of marijuana or other drugs in the years to come.

Time to wake up and come to the party that is known as adulthood and responsible parenthood.  Time to take the teens to task and shape them up while you still can.  Otherwise, just go out and buy a tent.

 





THIS GREAT COUNTRY!

6 12 2011

Tomorrow is a very special day – Pearl Harbor Day.  We live in the most marvelous Country in the world.  The good old U.S.A. is far and above any other place on this earth.

I have traveled to lots of places over the years.  Have been to Italy and Germany and Austria and Switzerland and all the Balkland countries and Finland and Holland and Russia and all points in between.   There is nothing to compare anywhere to our wonderful Country.  When visiting Russia it was like stepping back in time to the 1920’s.  Nothing was modern.  Everything was old and used and worn out.  Even the electric wires were strung everywhere out in the open like they used to be here when I was a kid.  Their museums contain almost nothing of any value.  And people watch the visitors like a hawk to make sure no one steals anything.

We have everything we could ever want here.  And we are supposed to be free to live a good life every day in whatever manner we choose.

No matter where I ever went or what I saw, I was always so happy when I put my feet down on American soil once again. Even if I had to wait in the airport in Atlanta for hours and hours in order to make connections to get home, I was still so glad to be here again.  It is just a marvelous feeling to be a citizen of this great country.

So tomorrow, if you think of Pearl Harbor, say a prayer for  all those who gave their lives in that horrendous war and thank them once again for all they have given to you.   As is said, Freedom isn’t Free.    And it most certainly is not.  Treasure it.  Thank God for it.  We are the most blessed people in the world.





ENVIRONMENTALIST ISSUES

17 11 2011

There was a letter to the editor of my hometown newspaper this past week that went into great detail about all the oil spills in Alaska and the BP problems in the Gulf.  Personally, I am very sorry about all this, but I think it is time to move on.  Why do some people think they have to beat a subject to death.  It is not necessary.  We can all watch TV, read the newspapers and listen to our radios.  Believe me, we all know about the BP Oil Spill and the Alaska Oil Spill.  And we are collectively sorry.  But as I said, it is time to move on.  Even the fish don’t care anymore.

Some environmentalists think they are in charge of this world and think we need them to tell us what to do.  It is amazing to me how many times they quote study after study that they looked up on the internet.  I could do that, too, except that I don’t need to.  I have lived through all these changes and all the problems and all the rhetoric about each issue.  And I still have the same attitude about all of it.   Sorry, but move on.

It is time to get on the right path.  It is past time for us citizens of the U.S. to start reaping some of our advantages.  Why should we be paying $3.35 per gallon of gas when we used to buy it for $.30 a gallon.  Yes, that is true.  When I was young, that was the charge for a gallon of gas.  And everything else was cheaper, too.  But then, we didn’t make all these horrendous salaries either.  My husband was very happy drawing $45. a week AGAINST commissions due him.  In other words, he either made the sales to cover that $45 each week or he could find another job.  Period.  End of subject.  You got out there and worked and did the best job you could.  If you wanted to progress, then you learned how to work and how to improve your performance.  And you did it on your own.  No one was out there telling you how to perform.  You figured it out for yourself and progressed or didn’t.  Up to you.  Have a good successful life or stagnate.  Up to you.  That is called Responsibility for yourself.  And most people had it and worked to learn it so they could own it for themselves.

But if I remember correctly, one of the first things those so-called environmentalists did was to start the ‘Don’t be a Litter  Bug’ campaign.  They weren’t even called  environmentalists.  That word would come much later.  You might remember we had litter bags in our cars and all the kids were taught to put their trash in a receptacle.  It worked well and most places were a little cleaner.  But then those same environmentalists have graduated to much larger issues, such as the oil spills and they no longer work on the Litter Bug campaign.

So, is this the way it works out?  Do they just harp on something until they get their way and then they go on to something else?  If you don’t believe that one, just go in your local post office and look at the trash on the floor and hanging out of the receptacles.  And then go outside and see how much is thrown on the flower beds and the sidewalks.  Then go down one of your busy streets and look at the trash on the side of the road.  I pulled out a basket in Target the other day and there was a full cup of cola rolling around in the basket.  Wonder who could afford to buy that and then leave it in the basket.  Not me.  I am too responsible for that one. I cannot afford to waste my money like that.   And the receptacle was only 5 feet away.  I threw it in the receptacle myself.  Is that the kind of responsibility people  have these days?

Let’s get back to the basics.  Don’t be a Litter Bug.   Surely everyone could pick up their trash.  We don’t need anyone telling us how to pay more taxes so we can refuse to drill for our own oil.  We need those people to do the basics, like pick up the trash.

 





GET A JOB!

4 11 2011

Well, I’ve tried to stay out of the political situation.  Been sitting on my hands a lot these days.  But things do sort of get to me.  I grew up always being taught I was responsible for myself and whatever I did each day in my life.  I raised all my children in that same way.  Every single person in this world is responsible for whatever it is he or she does every single day of their lives.  Now people can choose to be ugly or mean.  They can choose to rob and steal and pilfer all their lives away.  Or they can  choose to be nice, pleasant, and honest in their daily lives.  I have chosen to be nice and pleasant and honest every single day.  Sometimes I have fallen from grace in my life.  Everyone does that now and then.  But then I have picked myself up, brushed off the bruises, and been responsible for   my daily life.  I think that is what people should do today also.

I am not a politician.  Nor am I too smart for my own britches.  But it would seem to me that these protestors such as they are today, would realize they are their own worst enemies.  If they wanted to work, they would be out trying to find a job.  No one is ever going to hire someone who does not know how to get up off the street and present themselves in an orderly manner.  For instance, if you were running a company, would you hire someone who did not bathe, nor wash their hair, nor get a haircut, nor shave, nor dress properly for a job interview?   I would not.  Neither would any company that I know of.

So, if they are out protesting and cannot get a job, then I would say that was their problem.  Not everyone else’s.  Not Wall Streets nor Main Streets.  Their fault.  Their responsibility to look nice and to present themselves in an orderly manner.  If they wanted to work, they would be dressed nicely, standing in a line to wait their turn at the next job opening, and being pleasant to everyone around them.  Otherwise, then, they are welcome to live on the street, forage for food, and hope for the best – from the government.  This is all they want anyway.  Free life with no responsibility for their own actions.





STUFF AND MORE STUFF

19 10 2011

I am sitting on my hands every day and trying to stay out of the political fray.  But some day I am going to just blow up.  I have never in all my days seen such a rift between the ideas of people politically.  I cannot understand some of what I read because it is so far out to the left.  How can anyone believe some of their statistics and some of their rhetoric.  At times, it just simply makes no sense at all.

For instance, this so-called Wall Street Protest.  What in the heck is that all about.  Get up in the morning, get dressed APPROPRIATELY, apply for a job and take whatever you can until you can get on your feet and get a better job.  I always just went out and agreed to work wherever I was sent by the employment agency and somehow I got a job when I needed one.  Might not be what I wanted, but it was a job and it paid me a salary and it provided food for the table and money for the rent.  That is what a job is all about.   It is not about how many degrees I have.  Nor how many benefits will be offered to me.

Benefits are not the most important thing.  In fact one employer told me one time that when someone came in and immediately asked what benefits were offered, his answer was ‘what will you do for me to make me money’.  That is what a person is in business for – to make money.  If he does not make any profit, he has to close his doors.  Simple as that.

Then no one would have a job at that business.  So, someone needs to tell these wanna’ be hippies that they need to get up in the morning, get dressed APPROPRIATELY, and go apply for a job.  Somewhere, doing whatever they need to do to get paid and be able to provide for themselves.

Well, there I go again.  Wasn’t going to say anything, but then I saw someone painted up with tattoos on the tv screen today protesting Wall Street.  Like they know what in the heck they are protesting anyway.  How do you protest a district or a building or a name.

Sure makes me wonder about the ideas in people’s heads these days.  So much for that.





EATING WITH KIDS

28 09 2011

I saw an advertisement today that pictured a child refusing to eat his vegetables.  This brought up memories in my mind from times long ago.  Fancy that!  Anyway, in my family when I was growing up, there were several picky and I do mean picky eaters.  Too bad as far as I was concerned.  I was in the middle of my family and got to see all sides because of that position.

My mother had cooked a good meal every day for many, many years.  No matter the temperature nor the temperaments, she still hung in there and we had a great 3 meals per day.  My father worked nights so we ate a nice breakfast every morning while he was asleep.  Then we had a big lunch because he would be going to work at 3.  Then we had a nice supper because we had good leftovers from that big lunch.  So I knew all the food was very good.  I was never a big eater, but I enjoyed all that we had.

We would sit down to eat and one of those picky eaters would say, ‘what are we having that for?’  or ‘you know I don’t like this or that’.  Or  maybe it would be ‘do we have to eat that?’.  I got sick and tired of hearing that when I was growing up and told myself I would never have that at my house whenever I had a family.  And sure enough I never did.

I raised a big family and cooked all those meals, too.  And I never, ever had anyone sit down at the table and say they didn’t like anything that was offered to them.  They were good eaters and although some of them might not like something, they never complained.  I made it quite clear early in their lives that we did not complain about our food.  And so we did not complain about our food.

Just as I had done, they learned to eat turnips and squash and pickles and tomatoes, and different kinds of breads and meats.  Never hurt them one single bit just like it had never hurt me.  Sometimes, they would even say, ‘boy this is really good, mom’.  And their father taught them to say, ‘that was a good meal,’ or ‘thanks for the dinner, mom.’

Just like money, nice dinners don’t grow on trees.  Your children should be taught to be open to trying all sorts of foods and you should be making a decent meal every night or every day or whenever you can.  Teach them to appreciate whatever they have.  And that brings up all sorts of issues for another blog sometime.  Like clothes and furniture and cars, etc.  Just teach them to appreciate you and what you do for them and all the other blessings in their lives.





BIRTHDAYS AT MY HOUSE

20 09 2011

Hi again:  We have a lot of fun with birthdays at my house.  We also have a good time celebrating Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, and all other necessary celebrations.  There are a lot of people in my family and so we really enjoy the visits with one another.  Everyone has such a good time just laughing and teasing and talking and visiting about everything from politics to old times.

We only celebrate birthdays every 3 months.  And it doesn’t have to be any particular time during that three months.  We might have it on the first weekend or the last weekend.  Never know.  We just try to do it when the most of us can come.  And then comes the presents.  And those are some presents, too.  We trade gifts back and forth.  I usually give the kids some money, but it isn’t much.  Then everyone usually gets some candy or treats of some kind.  After that, it is ‘hold the buggy, betsy!’  You just never know what might be in that sack.

For instance, one of my daughters and I trade a cheap, ugly statue back and forth, so we are going to get that if it is our turn.  That’s for sure!  Another child and I have been trading an ugly puzzle that no one could possibly work.  It is all in shades of black and gray and not even a good picture.  He originally got it at the dollar store, but we trade it every birthday.  Then, one son gave me a bag of plastic balls and said, ‘have a ball’.  Another time, I got a gold brick.  I have also received a stimulus check in the amount of $2 million.  I am still trying to cash that.  It came from one of my grandsons.

So, as you can see, presents are just for fun.   There is no great expense to this.  No one has to spend much money.  Sometimes they even make their own birthday cards with cutouts from magazines.  Always fun stuff.   We don’t usually put a limit on the money for birthdays.  No need to.  No one is going to spend much anyway.  And it is well known that not everyone has to get a gift for everyone.  Sometimes we have a lot of birthdays and there is no reason for anyone to be obligated.  It is all just for fun anyway.

I buy a cake at WalMart and put everyone’s name on it  Then we all sing, Happy Birthday to Everyone.  After that, we enjoy visiting some more and have our ice cream and cake or ice cream cones or whatever all those kids want at the time.  We have colas or tea or coffee to drink.  And a great time is had by all.

We do this same thing on other holidays.  Only we usually have a limit of $5 for gifts.  When my own children were younger, there was a limit of $1 for presents for Mother’s Day.  No reason to spend more.  I didn’t want anything anyway.  I usually got typing paper or envelopes or something in that range.  One year, my daughter who had grown up and was working went to get me a present for $1.  She saw a mirror that stood up in the bathroom.  It said, ‘Hi Gorgeous’ so that was what she wanted to buy for me.  When the clerk took her money, my daughter was laughing and saying that she was buying it for her mother for Mother’s Day.  This made the clerk mad and she said my daughter had no respect for her mother and made my daughter feel really bad.  I thought that was truly ridiculous.  Since when did the amount of money spent for a gift have anything to do with respect.  I treasured that mirror for many years.  It was always one of my favorite gifts.

So, next time you are thinking of giving a family party, you might want to bring out some of these ideas and use them.  Makes for a lot of fun and a very close family.  Have a Happy Birthday and make it fun this year.





SALADS

17 09 2011

As usual thinking about times long ago.  Although to me, it isn’t long ago at all.  People just assume that everyone ate salads forever.  That is not true.  It was the early fifties before salads became popular.  It was then a popular thing to say about salads,  ‘I’m not a rabbit, you know.’    There might be a mixture of lettuce and tomato on the table now and then, but usually it was just sliced or cubed tomatoes as a side dish – and that’s a new phrase, too.  But there were no salads at all.  Then someone came up with the bright idea that we could combine some of those greens and lettuce and tomatoes and all that other good stuff and we would call it a salad.

My mother had been cooking for a good many years by that time.   So she gave this salad business a try.  Worked out pretty well, too.  Almost everyone seemed to like having a salad with our dinner.  Then it became the thing to do to have the salad before the meal.  So we did that for awhile.  There were only two kinds of dressing.  We could either have white – which was mayonnaise or white salad dressing sold in the grocery store.  Or we could have the yellow which was the only kind of salad dressing available to buy at the grocery store that was actually a salad dressing for actual salads. I really think it was a form of french dressing or perhaps thousand island.  There were a couple of off brand type salad dressings but we ate this on crackers or bread as a snack before salads came along.

We ate a lot of tomatoes that were locally grown and they were really really good.  Not like the ones of today.   Someone told me that all the acid has been taken out of the tomatoes of today and that is why the taste is gone.  Don’t know that is true, but it makes sense to me because the tomatoes definitely do not taste like they used to.  That someone also said that is why the tomatoes don’t rot as fast.  And also why if you are canning today, you have to add some sort of acid to the tomatoes you are canning or they will not can properly.   I didn’t know that one either.  Things sure have changed since my canning days.  Oh, I hate canning.  That was such a chore and kept me in the kitchen for days at a time. (You might enjoy reading my blog about jars, jars everywhere) My mother-in-law grew vegetables for me.  Then it was up to me to come get them, prepare them and can them.  And I always said very nicely ‘thank you’.  She was a wonderful gardener and could grow absolutely anything.  But I sometimes wished she hadn’t been so good at it.  I had all those babies to take care of and canning was not exactly what I wanted to do every day during the summer months.   But you should always be grateful for anything you have, so I was properly grateful and meant it properly too.

But getting back to whatever I was writing about before the tomatoes came along, I think it was salads.  It is very nice nowadays to go to the local store and pick up a package of salad to have for dinner or lunch.  I have never found any problem with any of the packages yet.  Just grateful and properly so for them also.  Glad someone else is doing the picking and the washing and the preparing these days.  And also glad there is such a good variety of salad dressings in the grocery store.  Whole shelves full of them.  How fortunate we are in this country.

Well, that brings up something else to write about another day.  I went to Russia one time and we are so very fortunate every day wherever we live in this marvelous country.  Will write about that one.  Also will write about dieting before diets became popular.  Have a good evening.