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Post by cathygeha on Apr 6, 2024 6:05:54 GMT
This round runs from March 31 through April 21
Challengers:
Cherry — Do some form of exercise most days
Cathy — Honestly track everything
Judy — Move more
Holly — Maintain Lifetime at Goal Status
Bev — More cautious of what I'm eating
Jan — Adding more fruits and veggies into my meals, no after-work snacking
Hosts:
March 25 through March 31- Cherry
April 1 through April 7- Cathy
April 8 through April 14- Judy
April 15 through April 21- Holly
April 22 through April 28- Jan
April 28 through May 5- Bev
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Post by cathygeha on Apr 6, 2024 6:14:10 GMT
The week is nearly over and as it is the weekend...a time to relax and take a break . I was thinking about weekends when young and getting dressed up for church and youth events at the church. I had a different wardrobe for the weekend and mom, a shopper, would usually take us shopping on Fridays...no idea why...and my brother had to tag along. Sometimes we would have potlucks at church, go hiking and take a picnic after church, go out for lunch so mom didn't have to cook, and usually mom and dad would nap in the afternoon and we were to stay quiet. In college I was on my own and at a religious university where we had to sign in for religious meetings on the weekend. Socializing took place but the same getting dressed up thing would happen. Later, as an adult and overseas things began to gradually change as finding a church, language, and personal changes in belief began to take place. I no longer have a "church" wardrobe to wear on weekends and as I also do not have a "job" do not have work clothes SO most of my days are much the same with no change on weekends
With the topic of CHANGE we discussed this weekend I came up with the following questions or ideas for weekend conversation...
Questions:
1. How have weekends changed for you over the decades? (my comments are above)
2. Talk about anything 3. FUN: Do you remember your first pair of high heels? Or Do you remember a fun pair of memorable shoes? Describe them and what you wore with them...if the outfit was memorable, too.
Thank you for being her and posting this week!
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Post by cathygeha on Apr 6, 2024 6:21:44 GMT
HOME EC - from yesterday. I think we had it in 7th grade or 8th and then in 9th grade I refused to take it and took the printing class instead and was the only girl in the class. My sister also opted to do printing four years later. In Home Ec we had cooking (flopped at making smooth pudding) and made a sheath dress in paisley print and THEN we had to model our garments!
HIGH HEELS: My first pair were peacock blue suede and may have had bows on them. They were NOT high but higher than flats. I wore them with a peacock blue wool dress with straight skirt that had a matching jacket. Funny the memories. I also remember having some chunky heeled pumps in college that were higher and some FAMOLARE shoes that had wavy rubber bottoms. I didn't buy extra to take with me when I married knowing I'd be in Italy, where the shoes were made, but they were only made for export so couldn't buy any while there.
BEVERLY: Sorry your husband is in the hospital 
CHERRY: Hope you are having fun on your trip
HOLLY: Post if/when you can. Our weather was HOT for almost a week and has suddenly cooled down and I need more than a sheet and even two blankets on the bed at night again.
JUDY: I may have been the first to challenge the male-female expectations for shop/printing/home ec - interesting you remember that time, too. I liked the "positive ideas" to incorporate into change, too.
JAN: I enjoyed reading about change and how you made the job change that will probably provide you a better retirement future and how it has worked to your benefit.
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Post by jasimons on Apr 6, 2024 15:13:08 GMT
Weekends -
Growing up, weekends not a lot different than weekdays. Sundays, would usually go to church in the morning and it generally was a day that it was expected or allowed to relax and take it easy...but if there was farm work that needed to be done (maybe weather was changing and things needed to be done, especially in planting or harvest seasons), that work would continue.
College years - weekends meant more time for study, working and yes, also relaxing and going out.
Working years - time to catch up on anything and everything that didn't fit into work schedule during the week. And get ready for the next week.
Now - pretty much the same as any day...that's a good thing!
Shoes - High heels, I don't remember. I was already too tall (at least, that was how I felt about it at that time.) I do remember a pair of cork thick-soled clogs - would likely have been later in high school. How did I not twist an ankle just walking? Also, the wood soled Scholl's exercise sandals were really popular at that time. I wore those a lot. I'd forgotten about the Famolare shoes until I read Cathy's post, I had a pair of those. Also recall the short bootie, ankle high style, fringed moccasins. I liked those because they added pretty much no height at all.
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Post by bmazzo on Apr 6, 2024 15:42:30 GMT
What I remember about weekends as a child was very pleasant. On Sunday, after church, we would all meet at my grandmother's house. Grandma was on a hospital bed in the living room for many years. My mom was one of 7 sisters, so they would all show off their cooking skills on Sunday. They would bring all kinds of dishes, or cook there & the smell would be wonderful. Grandma had to have round-the-clock care, so there was always somebody there. The 7 sisters would take one day each week & spend 24 hrs there. Grandpa lived there too, but as most men of his day, he did pretty much nothing to help. We kids, my cousins & myself, would play on the back porch & in the yard. I don't remember having many "dress up " clothes. We didn't have a lot of clothes, period, but it didn't matter, we were very happy.
As an adult, with a 6 day a week job & 3 kids(spaced 14 yrs apart), I never had much time on the weekend to do anything. Sundays were filled with trying to get laundry done & trying to get everybody ready for the up coming week. These days, when I do get a chance to go to church, I just wear descent clothes, no real dressing up.
I think I was 12 when I got my first pair of "heels". By that time, Mom & Dad were on a bit better footing financially, my sister was already grown, married & gone from home, so I was the only child at home & they could afford a bit more for me. They were black pumps with about a 1 1/2" heel. I thought I was soo grown up when I wore them to church for the first time.
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Post by jan on Apr 6, 2024 15:42:57 GMT
Growing up on a farm with horses, chores still had to be done on the weekends. I also went to a parochial school for 8th grade and church attendance was expected. After my younger sister was out of the parochial school, we changed to attend a closer church but attendance by parents was still there. Once I went to college, I started working more on the weekends. Now, I work on Saturdays and Sundays so don't get to church much although I go when I have the time off.
Don't remember ever owning a pair of "high" heels", maybe a tiny bit higher. Don't own any today.
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Post by cathygeha on Apr 7, 2024 6:01:33 GMT
JUDY: I remember the high and low moccasin type shoes...loved them! I think I had a wraparound leather skirt to match that had fringe on it to wear with the boots...fun memory!
BEVERLY: Having seven great cooks showing off their cooking skills on Sunday must have been interesting! Do you have favorites they made that you managed to get recipes for and still make today?
JAN: Interesting that you never have worn heels. I wonder why it seemed so important to me to be able to wear them. It was kind of a right of passage from child to teen/woman...maybe? I wore mom's size fives when young but only at home for dress up and when I was old enough to be allowed to wear them out and about her pretty shoes were all too small  |
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Post by Holly Gail on Apr 7, 2024 12:30:10 GMT
Just a PS to that Home Ec question: I remember questioning why only girls had the class about how to cook and why only boys had the class about woodworking (although I don't remember whether I was in 7th grade or maybe 8th) and sure enough, the following semester I and only a few other girls got woodworking (where I made something to take home which not only was I proud of but it got usefully used at home!) and a few boys got the cooking class. It may have been the first time the school had both boys and girls in those classes at the same time.
Yes, weekends have changed considerably. As a young child, I got to play all day long. Then, when homework made that less easy, weekends changed so that I had to get all my homework done at some point over the weekend. As a young adult, laundry got done over the weekend as did some other household chores. As a not-quite-so-young adult weekends got more relaxation thrown in. And then kids had to have some sort of plans and as a parents I had completely different types of overseeing. And finally, retirement, which is actually only partially retirement since I still "work" as a Sunday school (and Tuesday afternoon) teacher, plus I tutor my students either after their school day or over the weekend. But I can go to places (either in person or on Zoom around the world) during the week and/or on the weekend, so there's variety in way to keep busy. And now DH is becoming more clingy as his friends dwindle down in number. I think I told you last fall that his last uncle died; he had been DH's best friend for many, many years. So DH sort of clings to me more than ever. It's a change I haven't gotten used to and it has begun to annoy me a bit. We will have to have a sit-down type of discussion about that...
Today I'm registered for a once-a-year learning day (it used to be one day late summer and one day in the middle of the school year for teachers; now it's down to once a year and open to the public and there isn't a "teacher track" which I miss. My plan was to drive myself (as I always did in the past) to the 9 to 4 set of programs (including lunch and snacks), with options for learning in three different time periods (you're supposed to register in advance for whichever presentations you want to attend) with a few periods of everyone together. But DH said he'd drive me. I reminded him that there were no "free" options at the location; I also mentioned that there was nothing for him to do. It hasn't deterred him, at least as of last night. We'll see once he wakes up if he's changed his mind. (It's between 15 and 20 miles away from home; what's he going to do for 7 hours?!?!?!?! Not my problem...)
High heels: I'm pretty sure my first ones were 3" heels. I don't remember actually practicing walking in them, but I think I did around the house before I was going to wear them for going out. They were black. I wore them a lot that year, and probably for the next few years. I may have been 14 or 15 or maybe even 16 (although I think I wasn't yet 16...). I was dating already (so it couldn't have been much before 16...). I switched to 1" or 2" heels at some point during my working years and eventually switched to flats even at the office... I haven't owned a pair of heels in more than 25 or 30 years...
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Post by bmazzo on Apr 7, 2024 16:22:15 GMT
Great discussions this week, sorry I didn't get to answer all of them.
My 7 "sister"4 cooks, could cook anything! They never followed any recipe unless maybe to make a special cake or something like that. These were women that had come to age during the depression, they knew how to make a meal out of nothing. I had one aunt who could pick "field greens". She would go out into the field behind my grandparents house & she knew which wild greens were ok to eat. She would pick dandelions, poke greens & different things, she would mix it all together & cook it in a big pot until it was tender. She would often season it with a piece of smoked pork. She would cook up a large pone of cornbread, make iced tea & it was delicious!!! They made deserts from the left over morning biscuit dough. they would make cookies, cobblers, bread & all sorts of things with that dough. We were dirt poor, but we were well fed! I was the only one that got fat!!
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