Growing up in Indiana, my family lived about 45 miles SW of Indianapolis way out in the country during the 1960's & 70's. We had a black land-line phone like the one pictured. It was a party-line, meaning about a half dozen neighbors shared the same phone line. You could pick up the receiver and hear someone chatting away and, if you did, you just hung up to wait till the line was clear to make your own call. That may have been between 1963 & 1966, because sometime after everyone started having their own private lines. Believe it or not, most everyone had just one phone until the late 60's when it became trendy to have more then one phone, which meant you to have the phone company put in a land-line connection in every room you wanted an additional phone in. Teens started being able to have their own phone in their rooms, if family's could afford it, so they could talk to friends. That lasted thru the 70's. Imagine, back then, if you made an appointment or ...
Zazzle is an American Printing Company that offers print-on-demand products with designs either created by free lance artists ready for you to buy that may allow you to customize photos or text OR be created by YOU! So today, I'm going to show you basic steps to using the Zazzle design tool, which works a little like Canva, to create your own Save The Date style card: #1) Select yout card template you want to use here: Zazzle Card Templates Shown is a 5 x 7 flat card that is popular. To the right, click the blue "Edit Your Image" button to open the Design Tool. #2) Now you're ready to design: First, what kind of background do you want? Red arrows point at either a plain color background option or a pre-designed color or print background? (all free) I added one of the pre-designed backgrounds. #3) Next, do you want to add clip art? Click the word "Icons' on left side bar to open this drop down menu indicated by red arrow. I selected a pair of rings wit...
It was Christmas, 1969 when Santa Claus left me a Green Ghost Game, like the one this one pictured below. The game consisted of the cool glowing board that stood on legs about 4 inches above the floor with black decorative pieces you slid into slots to decorate it. (a spooky house, shipwreck & tree). It included 1 large ghost spinner, 12 mini ghosts, 4 player pieces, 3 trap doors and keys to open those doors plus 3 card board box "pits" that fit under the doors that held "creepy" things. (feathers, plastic sticks and length rubber band's which represented "batwings" "bones" and "snakes" respectively.) To play, the game board, spinner and mini-ghosts had to sit out in the light several hours. Then, in a dark room, you'd set it up, dividing the 12 mini-ghosts between the 3 boxes, putting the boxes under the doors & distributing the keys among the 4 players. The large ghost spinner clicked over a metal tab when yo...
“ This Christmas,” our Mother firmly and unexpectedly announced, “there will be NO chocolate.” My sisters and I stared at her incredulously. What, no chocolate? It was inconceivable! You see, every year, for as long as I could remember, there had been chocolate on Christmas. Not just a little chocolate, but an opulent extravaganza of chocolate that would've made even Willy Wonka blush. Empty decorative bowls would be laid out on Christmas Eve, enough to cover our 7 foot dining table, only to be “magically” filled by morning with Hershey’s Kisses, Hershey's Mini-bars, chocolate peanut clusters, chocolate turtles, chocolate cremes, M&M's of both types, chocolate stars, chocolate-covered cherries, Tootsie rolls and candy bars of every type. It was a veritable chocolate feast the Ghost of Christmas Present would surely admire. How...
The Mama Kat's Writing Prompt of choice this week is #5: Share a story about a sibling . My growing up years were full of magic and adventure. I remember so much laughter and romping through sun-dappled woods down to the gurgling creek flowing through the valley below our house, the dog running ahead of us, her tail like a flag in the breeze. My two younger sisters and I could skip agiley over the rocks we placed in the stream for crossing, like little mountain goats, our feet never touching water. There was always adventure to had, flowers to be found, creepy-crawlies to be discovered and I remember our Barbie and Ken dolls enjoyed many a luxurious, stone-lined spa in that stream. However, the particular sibling story I want to tell happened not by the steam, but near the house out in my Mother's garden. Now we're talking a huge garden, two of them, in fact, arranged one above the...
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