Christmas is this weekend?? HOW did that happen? Usually I'm on top of my shopping, baking, and general Christmas-ness, but this year I feel like December just skipped over me. You can blame our toilet for 90% of it. Yes, you heard right, I blame the toilet. Two weeks ago I noticed a leak. When my dad check it out, it led to having to take the toilet out, which led to discovering more water damage, which led to taking up more of the floor, which led to finding A LOT of mold, which led to the bathroom being gutted down to the sub floor. Needless to say, the house has been in disarray as we've been involved with this construction project. Thank goodness for kind neighbors letting us use their shower!
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
A Whirlwind December
Christmas is this weekend?? HOW did that happen? Usually I'm on top of my shopping, baking, and general Christmas-ness, but this year I feel like December just skipped over me. You can blame our toilet for 90% of it. Yes, you heard right, I blame the toilet. Two weeks ago I noticed a leak. When my dad check it out, it led to having to take the toilet out, which led to discovering more water damage, which led to taking up more of the floor, which led to finding A LOT of mold, which led to the bathroom being gutted down to the sub floor. Needless to say, the house has been in disarray as we've been involved with this construction project. Thank goodness for kind neighbors letting us use their shower!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Wartime Worries Dept.
Wartime Worries Dept.
By Dr. Frank Howard Richardson
Q. My husband is out of the Army now. He can’t sleep. Some sudden noise like the exhaust of a motor will bring him upright in bed with a jerk that pulls the covers off me. Should he take sleeping powders? And will he ever sleep naturally again?
A. Give him time. He’ll improve a lot as he settles into civilian life and no longer has to depend upon wakefulness to keep alive. No sedatives, no alcoholic nightcaps. Above all, no opiates. These are dangerous indulgences that will retard his recovery, not hasten it. And don’t ask him how he has slept, either.
Q. I’ve just given a returned soldier his old job back, but how different he is from the steady boy he used to be! He’s just about ruining my business. He’s fidgety, restless, can’t stay indoors, is constantly running outside for a smoke. I hate to fire him. How can I help him — and myself, too?
A. To be sure it’s difficult for you to run your business; but not nearly so hard as for him to run the emotional mess that war has made of his life. You can get away from your problems occasionally; he can never get relief from his problems of living and adjusting. You can be far more useful now than when you were helping win the war with Bonds and taxes. Patience and sympathy and understanding will mean more to him than you’ll ever know.
Q. I started to work in an office when my husband went overseas last year. But tho I’d traveled all over the country by bus to be with him, as soon as he left I found myself nervous and confused as soon as I stepped in a bus. Being with people makes me nervous. When I’m alone I feel my chair is moving or the room is rocking. Doctor after doctor has found nothing wrong with me. My mother, with whom I live, tells me I’m crazy. Can I be losing my mind?
A. Soldiers’ wives frequently develop such fears and illnesses. One that I knew gave up her office job and got work in a defense plant, where other service wives were going thru the same emotional experience. She didn’t try to fight off her feelings. Instead, every time she felt sick or dizzy or confused she’d simply say to herself: “I’m doing this to get my husband home quicker. If he has to stand the cold fear and nausea that every man has when he goes into danger, I guess I can keep going too.” Her pluck helps the other girls; and their sympathy helps her. I believe that’s your cure.
Q. They boy next door is coming home after 23 months overseas. How should I act the first time I run across him?
A. Here are some suggestions, boiled down from a current publication. Be friendly but not effusive. Don’t ask him why he has come home. If he wants you to know, he’ll tell you — when he’s ready. Act as natural as you can; that will make it easy for him to be natural, too. Try not to stare at a pinned up sleeve, an eye patch, a cane. But don’t ignore them pointedly, either; that will embarrass you both quite as much. If his slant on life, morals, religion, has changed, let him talk it out. Try to see his point of view. Discuss, but don’t argue. Most important of all, be a good listener. Don’t ask questions — fool questions, he’s likely to think them. Be interested in him. Be yourself.
Q. The whole time my son was driving an army truck all over England and France, he was writing home that all he wanted was his old job as a bookkeeper back again: no noise, no excitement, no people — above all no gasoline and tires and gear shifts. He came back home, was at his old job one week, and was miserable the whole time. Then he got a job driving a truck — and loves it. Can you explain his willingness to go back to the driving he hated; and with no future to it, either? Shouldn’t we interfere to save him from himself?
A. Maybe this is his way of finding himself. he’s doing a job that’s become second nature to him now; earning his living without mental effort and with none of the jarring personal conflicts that make life so difficult for returnees not yet habituated to the ways of civilians. Wait till he begins to want something with more of a future to it, and don’t be in too much of a hurry for that to come, either. He’s not wasting time. He’s lucky to have found such a painless way of changing back from a man of war to a man of peace. Many of his fellows would be glad to swap places with him.
Wartime Worries Dept. taken from the May 1945 issue of Better Homes & Gardens magazine.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Everyday Vintage #9: Winter Gloves
Target has a very large selection of lovely gloves. My favorite pair are the green suede ones on the left. The accent stitching on the top of the hands and three tiny buttons at the wrist give them a 1930's-Myrna Loy feel. While the navy blue leather-like pair, in the middle, have a 1940's style to them. All are priced at $19.99.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Christmas Shopping
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Everyday Vintage #8: Vintage Kitchen Towels
The colors and embroidery have a very classic feel. Besides looking adorable hanging in your kitchen, how cute would they be tucked into a gift basket of baking goodies? Or lining a basket filled with fresh dinner rolls? (I am hungry. Lol.)
$5.99 for a 2-pack.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Vintage Recipe: Gingerbread Dessert
Monday, October 3, 2011
Long Time, No Blog . . .
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
An Unfinished Job for the Homefront
Across the Editor's Desk
An Unfinished Job for the Homefront
As the Marines raised the American flag on Iwo Jima, somebody took a picture of the event. Four men, their bodies outlined against the clear sky, strain at the staff as Old Glory rises in a
broad arc, snapping in the Pacific wind. We thrill at this picture because it expresses achievement, defiance. The battle-weary figures tell of hardship endured, of dangers sustained, and of labor accomplished. It speaks of victory against heavy odds. But above all, the outstretched arms and straining backs tell us of the unity of purpose of our fighting men.
This picture has a lesson for all of us. Unless we are doing our part, we cannot look long at it without shame.
In some ways, the part of the Home Front is as difficult as is that of the fighter. It is difficult precisely because we endure no hardships and make so few and so trifling personal sacrifices. It is difficult, out of the sound of the guns, to remember to do the little things that are our only possible part in this war; to buy all the War Bonds we can afford; to give our blood to the Red Cross and to heed its appeals with generous money donations; to play the game by the rules, avoiding infractions of rationing and price regulations; to stay on the job, turning out supplies for our men; to keep the home machinery running smoothly. All this seems so little to do that we are prone to feel that we are useless, and so neglect the few things that we can do.
This feeling is dangerous. There are 130,000,000 of us. If we all relax a little, the consequences can be disastrous. The part of the Home Front in this war has been largely a battle against material shortages. Right now, there is an acute shortage of lumber and of paper products. Most of us need not worry about our part in the lumber shortage; nobody will sell us lumber for non-essential use. But we all use paper.
The other day, I stood in a factory and watched the packing of a rather minor item of supplies for our fighting men. The product was packed in one-gallon glass jars. In peacetimes, it was delivered without further packing. But for the armed services, these jars were placed in corrugated paper cartons; these cartons were wrapped in waxed paper, sealed by heat; the wrapped cartons were inclosed in wooden boxes.
Why all this extra labor and care? Well, what would be the point in carrying supplies across the Pacific, to lose them at last? Substantially packed, supplies may be thrown overboard without spoilage from salt water; the packages will float, and may be picked up out of the sea. Substantial recoveries may be made, even from a sunken ship. Ten thousand miles away, that recovery means something.
Paper plays a large part in all of this preparation. It is used in enormous quantities — far beyond peacetime needs. Let's add to our resolves a purpose to destroy none of it; to call in our Boy Scouts or the Salvation Army when we have accumulated a supply. In that way we may keep faith, in a small way, with the brave lads with the flag on a Japanese island, across the earth, away from their homes.
— Editor
Monday, August 15, 2011
Vintage Recipe: Toffee Bars
Friday, August 12, 2011
Blue Skies Tomorrow
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Everyday Vintage #7: Retro Purse
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Battleground (1949)
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Nightingale
Nightingale Esther Lange doesn’t love her fiancé—she’s trapped in an engagement after a mistaken night of passion. Still, she grieves him when he’s lost in battle, the letters sent to her by the medic at his side giving her a strange comfort, so much that she strikes up a correspondence with Peter Hess, an Iowa farmboy. Or is he? Peter Hess is not who he seems. Indeed, he’s hiding a secret, something that could cost them both their lives, especially when the past comes back to life. A bittersweet love song of the home front war between duty and the heart...a battle where only one will survive.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
St. Vincent's Thrift Store and a Giveaway!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Everyday Vintage #6: Retro Laundry Products
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Vintage Recipe: Applesauce Cake with Caramel Frosting
WWII Weekend
Last weekend was the 21st WWII Weekend at the Mid-Atlantic Air Museum in Reading, PA. It was my first time going and — I don't even know where to begin — it was mind blowing! I was completely transported back into the 1940's. The authenticity of the reenactors and different areas was AMAZING!!
Monday, June 6, 2011
D-Day
Monday, May 30, 2011
Memorial Day
Monday, May 9, 2011
A Video Worth 2 Minutes of Your Time
"Keith Leibovitz's youngest nephew is working on a project for WW II veterans
Click Here to view the trailer. Please watch and pass this on.
They are trying to get 50000 views before Memorial Day. it is pretty
poignant and is one of Seth's projects. Kindly forward so more can view it.
You need to view the whole thing to be counted.
Seth has been working on a full-length feature documentary about a program
to honor WWII vets and has now released a trailer, and it would really help
out if you watched it in full, and spread it around to other folks who would
enjoy it. Working on this has been a very emotional experience,
because the story is so, so powerful. I think you'll agree."
Monday, May 2, 2011
Giveaway Winner!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
"The Bracelet"
Monday, April 25, 2011
The Lloyd Theatre and a Giveaway!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Aurora Books
Five minutes from Marinette, WI, is Menominee, MI. They have one of the most lovely down towns! One of my favorite stores is Aurora Books. If there's a vintage or rare book you are hunting for, Aurora will probably have it.
This only half of the store!
I purchased these two vintage novels, as well as a book written by Bob Hope during WWII that he dedicated to the soldiers.
One of my favorite things about collecting old books is finding inscriptions and dates written inside:
I have so much more to share with you! More to come, plus a giveaway!