“older than dirt”

Oh my, there is a definite feeling of "I’m sick of this!" in the air… sick of the cold, the snow, etc.  That’s why The Mom started reading her all-time favourite novel John, Son of Thunder by Ellen Gunderson Traylor–it happens in the holy land, and makes you think of Easter (it’s about John the disciple); "Easter" means "Spring"…  And no matter how many times she’s read it before, it’s so well written that it’s just a joy to read!

So go and find a copy of that book!  In the meantime, you may need something light and funny for today…

"Someone asked the other day, ‘What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?’
‘We didn’t have fast food when I was growing up,’ I informed him. ‘All the food was slow.’
‘C’mon, seriously. Where did you eat?’ 
‘It was a place called ‘at home,” I explained. ‘Mom cooked every day and when Dad got home from work,we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn’t like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.’

"By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn’t tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.  But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:  Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis, set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card.  We didn’t have a television in our house until I was 5. It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at midnight, after playing the national anthem and a poem about God; it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people.

"I never had a telephone in my room.  The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn’t know weren’t already using the line."

The Mom remembers the part about "allowed to sit there until I did like it", the part about the TV was the same for her, and also the party-line phone!

Walk to Rivendell:  Sam recites part of "The Fall of Gil-galad", as we head toward Weathertop.

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