Thoughts drift in and out of my mind at no particular time of the day. These musings just appear.
Like for instance...the little slot that used to be on bathroom medicine cabinets for men to drop their razor blades in. Wonder what happened when it all filled up.
Did anybody's Mother make 'orange candy' out of the pealings of naval oranges and I don't know what the other ingredients were...but I loved it.
We used to take a clove of garlic and rub it on a piece of toasted rye bread...and so delicious.
We used to take our tablets or notebooks and drop ink on it and create Roarch Tests and see if we could identify what it appeared to be.
We didn't use a kazoo to make music...took a comb with a piece of tissue paper or toilet paper...and if it didn't tickle your lips to much...compose our own beautiful music.
I wonder if anyone had to wear 'snuggies' on cold days...tops and bottoms...embarrassing but oh so warm and cozy.
Just thoughts and more thoughts. My Sister Elayne and I changed our dresses when we came home from school and put on playclothes.
I wore her hand-me-downs since she was 3 years older.
We used to lie on our stomachs with the radio on to do our homework. It was such a natural position for us.
I can still smell the musty smell on trains from the upholstered seats.
Comfortable...but smelly! I can still see the conductor with his gold buttons on his vest and jacket.
Wonder why they always made men's suits with vests. Most men never wore them.
What makes these thoughts clutter my brain at this time in my life...I haven't the faintest....
