I think we were more likely to "run through the hose" than lounge in any type of pool on the farm.
I have always loved eating and food, as well. A standout memory that made me "pause" was the first meal I had at Chad's. It was spaghetti and I loaded my plate like I did at home. And ate with gusto. Apparently, that was unexpected, lol. Us farm kids knew how to eat! And it was ingrained in us to clear our plate and not waste anything. That's still a mindset I struggle with.
Let's celebrate this snapshot in time! I love seeing kitchens from that era.
Right? Why do people feel so compelled to comment on the amount they are eating or others are eating? A comment like this recently caused a bit of a " knockdown drag out" between my daughters. The commenter said it was just a curious inquiry. The recipient felt judged, shamed, angry. We lost a good part of what should have been a great afternoon because of it. What a waste.
I think we were more likely to "run through the hose" than lounge in any type of pool on the farm.
I have always loved eating and food, as well. A standout memory that made me "pause" was the first meal I had at Chad's. It was spaghetti and I loaded my plate like I did at home. And ate with gusto. Apparently, that was unexpected, lol. Us farm kids knew how to eat! And it was ingrained in us to clear our plate and not waste anything. That's still a mindset I struggle with.
Let's celebrate this snapshot in time! I love seeing kitchens from that era.
Yes, I'm pretty sure there was a hose involved that day! And I love that spaghetti story! I would have done the same thing!
I grew up in Perth, Western Australia, where the summers are boiling hot. We spent many happy hours running under sprinklers when I was a child.
Right? Why do people feel so compelled to comment on the amount they are eating or others are eating? A comment like this recently caused a bit of a " knockdown drag out" between my daughters. The commenter said it was just a curious inquiry. The recipient felt judged, shamed, angry. We lost a good part of what should have been a great afternoon because of it. What a waste.