Posted on 11/30/2007 7:48:14 PM PST by Soaring Feather
That’s nuts. They never should have let that go to court and never should have found for those sicko plaintiffs.
Very nice marquee welcoming Tongue-Tied to the Lair! Thanks Much.
Correction from me regarding the jingle trucks, the trucks are in Afghanistan not Iraq. So sorry for the miss information.
Sorry, I pinged you all to another thread by mistake.
That's why they call it the present.
The Flour Sack by Colleen B. Hubert
When girls' dresses were made from flour sacks...
In that long ago time when things were saved,
When roads were graveled and barrels were staved,
When worn-out clothing was used as rags,
And there were no plastic wrap or bags,
And the well and the pump were way out back,
A versatile item was the flour sack.
Pillsbury's Best, Mother's and Gold Medal, too
Stamped their names proudly in purple and blue.
The string sewn on top was pulled and kept -
The flour emptied and spills were swept.
The bag was folded and stored in a sack
That durable, practical flour sack.
The sack could be filled with feathers and down,
For a pillow, or t'would make a nice sleeping gown.
It could carry a book and be a school bag,
Or become a mail sack slung over a nag.
It made a very convenient pack,
That adaptable, cotton flour sack.
Bleached and sewn, it was dutifully worn
As bibs, diapers, or kerchief adorned.
It was made into skirts, blouses and slips,
And Mom braided rugs from one hundred strips.
She made ruffled curtains for the house or shack
From that humble but treasured flour sack!
As a strainer for milk or apple juice,
To wave men in, it was a very good use;
As a sling for a sprained wrist or a break,
To help Mother roll up a jelly cake,
As a window shade or to stuff a crack,
We used a sturdy, common flour sack!
As dish towels, embroidered or not,
They covered up dough, helped pass pans so hot,
Tied up dishes for neighbors in need,
And for men out in the field to seed;
They dried dishes from pan, not rack
That absorbent, handy flour sack!
We polished and cleaned stove and table,
Scoured and scrubbed from cellar to gable,
We dusted the bureau and oak bed post,
Made costumes for October (a scary ghost),
And a parachute for a cat named Jack,
From that lowly, useful old flour sack!
So now my friends, when they ask you
As curious youngsters often do,
“Before plastic wrap, Elmer's Glue
And paper towels, what did you do?”
Tell them loudly and with pride don't lack,
“Grandmother had that wonderful flour sack!”
This poem is fabulous, evoking many memories from the days of flour sack clothes my mother made for me.
Cotton flour sack towels are still the best.
Yup, there are still some good things from the good old days.
Mom got chicken mash in flowered cotton bags, too. Many of those were turned into skirts for me, aprons for mom, etc.
I guess people don’t have time to sew these days.
Looks delicious. Thanks.
LOL.
My first wife just loved the burlap bags because of their texture.
Burlap has a distinct odor to it, too. A big scratchy next to the skin, but good for some decorating projects. Great for covering up crack lines in old plaster.
She used to wear them.
Gads, must have lined them with something.
I guess with all of the hair she had on her body it didn’t bother her. ;^)
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