Yeah, he allows her to use the old car now, but, she'd better be careful. If he finds out she's using it to go meet friends he'll have good reason to knock her teeth out and no judge will convict him.
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CJ
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My parents had a station wagon just like the one in the video. Either 1953 or 1954. Still can't believe my mother actually bought it & that the salesman actually dealt with the 'little woman'. When she got that car my dad was in a hospital 120 miles away undergoing back surgery. At that time you stayed there for a month, flat on your stomach. My second oldest brother was in a Shriners hospital 50 miles in the other direction with polio. I was too young to remember much about the time, other than the third seat faced rear and being the youngest, that was where I always had to sit. No wonder I always got car sick.
My Vacation Bible School teacher had a station wagon like the one in the ad. You would not believe how many kids he could cram into the rear of that thing when we went on field trips.
What a long way we have come. And now women out do in numbers the men in the work force and can happily tell them that we really don't need them to do much as we can do it and more by ourselves. A thought that makes my husband feel sad as he no longer sees a role for men in society other than being a side kick. Welcome to our world, brother! He is a fantastic husband and father and never would expect me to be at stay at home mom if I had not decided to do that for a couple of years until my youngest starts Pre-K. He does the laundry, vacuums the house when I am busy with the kids and is the one who fixes my kids pants when they rip...
My sound isn't working today :( I would have loved to have heard her! Nice driveway & garage tho! Even now! Back in my day, they would be the "rich" neighbors.
Gosh I am so intrigued by the "freedom and fun" she now feels. Wait till she puts in a dishwasher.
I was born in 1968. The nostalgia and stories you all just a touch older than me are sharing are fabulous. CJ those must have been traumatic times for your family.
My mom tells a story of a terrible car accident when she and her 3 brothers and sisters were very little. Grandpa had to special order the replacement car so it would have SEAT BELTS! wow!
I have very little memory about those years. Was just a little tyke. One thing for sure - my parents were Not the couple in that ad for Ford. Didn't live in the suburbs, the station wagon was the Only car, and our home life wasn't all sweetness and light. Mother was strange before her time was split between two hospitals and wierder afterward. Heard in later years that she had been on tranquilizers during that time. Dad carpooled to work with three other guys. They didn't get a second car until 1962 when Dad fell in love with VW beetles.
I can only imagine what your mother went through at that time. And women were supposed to be weak and pretty, and there she was taking care of everyone.
She could pretty much do anything (and extremely intelligent, but not tapped), but she was also neurotic. - Before and after this happened. (In a way she was a liberated woman before her time.) All five of us are fucked up to varing degrees because of her. Most of her problems were because of 'someone' else. You know the line... if they would have done blah, blah, blah ... I could have been/done --- (you fill in the ending). She's been dead for five years, but mentally we'll never be free from her. How many people do you know that walk out of the mausoleum singing "ding dong the wicked witch is dead"?
I tweeted foul things at him for weeks. Kept asking him about his hos. Told him I was going to grease my dick up and stick it in an emu's ass. He finally got tired of it I guess.
Pat ~ You're welcome. Over the past year I've been buying little kid cards for everyone ... but only to people who would appreciate the humor/ thought. Glad you liked it. Did yours have stickers? Can't remember, if so, those are for Lissa ;)
DD...I like the new header. Either you have done a heck of a lot of planting or Iowa is a great place for plants! The devil horses have moved in to my "garden". This has to be my worse year ever! Nothing but weeds!!!
I think I'm going to the Dollar Store and get bunches of plastic flowers. With my luck, I will grow plastic weeds.
Oh, there was something else I wanted to share. I went to school last week to see what was going on. I was told I would have to be moved upstairs because of some changes. I told them I could no longer climb stairs. I showed them the handicap license I had in my wallet. They told me I would need the paper work from the Dr. OK---no problem!!! Today, I bring the paper work. They had already moved me upstairs! Now they have to move me back downstairs!!! The new regime is not looking too bright! (The last problem found by the back dr. is my right hip is 3/4 in. lower than my left hip. I am now walking around with a built up shoe. I feel like a cross between Chester/Gunsmoke and Grandpa McCoy/The Real McCoys. It AIN'T a pretty picture and it's really not very comfortable.)
I have no memory of any of that time because I wasn't born until the early 1980s. But whenever I watch vids from the 1950s on YouTube I'm usually stunned by how different it is now than it was then-a relatively short period of time. The worst was that video DD posted a few months ago about the dangers of homosexuality which painted all gay men as pedophiles. :( And I saw an old print ad showing a man with his wife over his knee hitting her on the butt. The ad was for coffee and the tagline was something like, "If he finds out you aren't buying [brand x] coffee, you'll really get it!" Ha ha ha ha domestic violence is such a good way to advertise! (Barf.)
In a way, I do feel sorry for the men of that era who were brought up believing it was their duty and responsibility to hit the wife and kids. I think a lot of them must feel guilty about it now. I know my dad did. He died 2 years ago. And although he never formally apologized for hitting us, he made comments about it being wrong so many times I knew he was sorry for it. We were a two ford family, btw!
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My parents had a station wagon just like the one in the video. Either 1953 or 1954. Still can't believe my mother actually bought it & that the salesman actually dealt with the 'little woman'. When she got that car my dad was in a hospital 120 miles away undergoing back surgery. At that time you stayed there for a month, flat on your stomach. My second oldest brother was in a Shriners hospital 50 miles in the other direction with polio. I was too young to remember much about the time, other than the third seat faced rear and being the youngest, that was where I always had to sit. No wonder I always got car sick.
My Vacation Bible School teacher had a station wagon like the one in the ad. You would not believe how many kids he could cram into the rear of that thing when we went on field trips.
All I can say is "WOW!"
What a long way we have come. And now women out do in numbers the men in the work force and can happily tell them that we really don't need them to do much as we can do it and more by ourselves. A thought that makes my husband feel sad as he no longer sees a role for men in society other than being a side kick. Welcome to our world, brother! He is a fantastic husband and father and never would expect me to be at stay at home mom if I had not decided to do that for a couple of years until my youngest starts Pre-K. He does the laundry, vacuums the house when I am busy with the kids and is the one who fixes my kids pants when they rip...
Sounds like your hubby is a very nice guy, Melissa.
My sound isn't working today :( I would have loved to have heard her! Nice driveway & garage tho! Even now! Back in my day, they would be the "rich" neighbors.
Gosh I am so intrigued by the "freedom and fun" she now feels. Wait till she puts in a dishwasher.
I was born in 1968. The nostalgia and stories you all just a touch older than me are sharing are fabulous.
CJ those must have been traumatic times for your family.
My mom tells a story of a terrible car accident when she and her 3 brothers and sisters were very little. Grandpa had to special order the replacement car so it would have SEAT BELTS! wow!
No L
No L ~
I have very little memory about those years. Was just a little tyke. One thing for sure - my parents were Not the couple in that ad for Ford. Didn't live in the suburbs, the station wagon was the Only car, and our home life wasn't all sweetness and light. Mother was strange before her time was split between two hospitals and wierder afterward. Heard in later years that she had been on tranquilizers during that time. Dad carpooled to work with three other guys. They didn't get a second car until 1962 when Dad fell in love with VW beetles.
I can only imagine what your mother went through at that time. And women were supposed to be weak and pretty, and there she was taking care of everyone.
She could pretty much do anything (and extremely intelligent, but not tapped), but she was also neurotic. - Before and after this happened. (In a way she was a liberated woman before her time.) All five of us are fucked up to varing degrees because of her. Most of her problems were because of 'someone' else. You know the line... if they would have done blah, blah, blah ... I could have been/done --- (you fill in the ending). She's been dead for five years, but mentally we'll never be free from her. How many people do you know that walk out of the mausoleum singing "ding dong the wicked witch is dead"?
Jon Gosselin just blocked me on Twitter. I consider that an acknowledgment. Not as good as being called immature by Michael Lohan, but still...
Toooo funny, Crabbie...what did you do?!
I tweeted foul things at him for weeks. Kept asking him about his hos. Told him I was going to grease my dick up and stick it in an emu's ass. He finally got tired of it I guess.
My life sucks, but, not as bad as yours..apparently.
Nobody's life sucks as bad as yours. Isn't that the point of this blog?
I like the new header!
Nope. And I could write a book about you.
Thanks, CJ and your card made me LOL. Thanks.
i like the new header too!!!
Me three on the header! :)
Pat ~ You're welcome. Over the past year I've been buying little kid cards for everyone ... but only to people who would appreciate the humor/ thought. Glad you liked it. Did yours have stickers? Can't remember, if so, those are for Lissa ;)
DD...I like the new header. Either you have done a heck of a lot of planting or Iowa is a great place for plants! The devil horses have moved in to my "garden". This has to be my worse year ever! Nothing but weeds!!!
I think I'm going to the Dollar Store and get bunches of plastic flowers. With my luck, I will grow plastic weeds.
Oh, there was something else I wanted to share. I went to school last week to see what was going on. I was told I would have to be moved upstairs because of some changes. I told them I could no longer climb stairs. I showed them the handicap license I had in my wallet. They told me I would need the paper work from the Dr. OK---no problem!!! Today, I bring the paper work. They had already moved me upstairs! Now they have to move me back downstairs!!! The new regime is not looking too bright!
(The last problem found by the back dr. is my right hip is 3/4 in. lower than my left hip. I am now walking around with a built up shoe. I feel like a cross between Chester/Gunsmoke and Grandpa McCoy/The Real McCoys. It AIN'T a pretty picture and it's really not very comfortable.)
That was a really long-ass commercial.
I have no memory of any of that time because I wasn't born until the early 1980s. But whenever I watch vids from the 1950s on YouTube I'm usually stunned by how different it is now than it was then-a relatively short period of time. The worst was that video DD posted a few months ago about the dangers of homosexuality which painted all gay men as pedophiles. :( And I saw an old print ad showing a man with his wife over his knee hitting her on the butt. The ad was for coffee and the tagline was something like, "If he finds out you aren't buying [brand x] coffee, you'll really get it!" Ha ha ha ha domestic violence is such a good way to advertise! (Barf.)
Hang in there Bayou. Maybe they'll move you to the basement soon..lol. You'll be safe from tornados.
Alison, I'm glad you get it. So many young people don't. We really have come a long way, baby. (That's an old ad line)
In a way, I do feel sorry for the men of that era who were brought up believing it was their duty and responsibility to hit the wife and kids. I think a lot of them must feel guilty about it now. I know my dad did. He died 2 years ago. And although he never formally apologized for hitting us, he made comments about it being wrong so many times I knew he was sorry for it.
We were a two ford family, btw!
Crabbie you crack me up.
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