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Well, a lively group was here earlier...seems to be a lull, now that I have finally gotten back online...

Yesterday was a bummer...after the hubby left for work, I was feeling out of sorts, and sat down in the recliner(yes, the one that grabbed Dizzy), pushed back to get the footrest under my feet, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep and remained as such for hours...guess I was just tired out for some reason...by the time I was fully awake, it was time to eat dinner, and go to bed, as I still felt groggy...and slept late this morning...I guess I havent been sleeping much at nite, for the past week, and I suspect yesterday it all caught up with me, so I had to catch up on all my sleep...

Miss Palo...you are so funny today...I am having fun with your posts...first about Lulu, chewing up some wood in the house, discovered while things were being moved, for Bill to paint the walls red...and how that Lulu is in tears for her Kraft singles...And your remembrances of your sleeping around days, when your sleep mates would cook you scrambled eggs...your comment was so dang funny...the scrambled eggs were worth remembering, but not the lovemaking..

Habs...I also wonder what MIss Palo is wearing while serving scrambled eggs..somehow I imagine her wearing a frilly little apron, and nothing else...

Oh, what fun, discussing the fashions for the good old days, when we were sassy young ladies, and had our disageements with our parents about our atire...

I did not have a problem, with my parents picking out my shoes...they always let me have what shoes I wanted, just as long as it fit into their budget...I did not like the regular saddle shoes..but I loved those other saddle shoes which were lower than the regular saddle shoes, around the ankle, and then there was a little strap and buckle(for decoration) on the back of the shoe...I loved those shoes..

The other shoes I loved were loafers, and I wore loafers, probably more than any others....to this day, I still love a nice pair of loafers...they are my favoites...

And yes, indeed, we tried to wear our little tight skirs(unless they were pleated), and that is where me and the parents had our differences..my dad was not going to stand for my wearing a skin tight skirt, and showing off my butt...

And Palo, you are indeed right, we used to wear our cardigan sweaters, buttoned up the back, instead of the front, where they were supposed to be...I do think, it was to make ourselves look more busty...we did not want any buttons interfering with our little boobs sticking out...

And of course, there was the obligatory neckscarf, tied trickily and pulled off to the side...

We also had little collars to put around our necks...mine were all types of different little fur collars...

Oh, we thought we were quite the snappy, snazzy young ladies, shaking our butts in our tight skirs, and showing off our boobs, through our reversed sweaters...

Those were quite the days...