Saturday Ponderings

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A Saturday has crept up on us again. Where’d the week go? It’s snowing here in Illinois, got about 3 inches out there. It’s so white outside, you could hang out your white linens and never find them again… till spring anyway.

Speaking of hanging clothes outside, remember the old ways of doing laundry… summer, fall, winter and spring? Some of us had wringer washers while others cooked their clothes in a huge pot. Nevertheless, winter was the biggest challenge. The clothes would be hung out on the line till frozen stiff, sometimes with icicles, and then we’ve drag them into the kitchen near the old wood stove and hang them over chairs or racks or stood them in the corner till they dried, which sometimes took days. We’d put newspapers down to sop up the moisture and protect the hardwood floors.

When the laundry had finally dried, we began the grueling task of ironing. Generally, everything was ironed, from sheets and pillowcases to bib overalls and underwear.  Most labor intensive were the starched items. You had to fire up the stove and boil water, put it into a bowl and mix in some starch and stir it up real good. Then you gathered the items to be starched and sprinkled them with water, sprayed some starch on them then fired up the heavy old flat-iron and went to work. If you had no time to starch, you dampened the items, rolled them up in a wad and stuffed them in the icebox or fridge till you were ready for them. No wonder people stayed slimmer back then; ironing would work up a good sweat on most anyone. Wow, the old times were a challenge!

We’ve gotten the chores done already and don’t you know, it’s almost noon already. Half the day is gone, used up, spent, out the window. I tackled the laundry and got the bedding washed and put back on the beds, made a lemon meringue pie, put my face on and said good morning to the world. Seems like it’s taking longer to do that every day. If I rose earlier in the day, it perhaps wouldn’t be almost noon by the time I got chores done. However, if I did that, I would be tired from not having enough sleep. Guess it’s basically a wash. (Get it…a wash!)

Oh well, back to Saturday. For lunch we finished the fish chowder from last night’s supper, ate our little cups of yogurt, and had weight watcher fudge bars for dessert. We’ll starve until supper at five. Plan to have baked codfish with a large tossed salad and coleslaw on the side, lemon pie for dessert. Then it’s off to bed after some thrilling TV show about some women being ripped apart from the monster man, her body disemboweled, buried in a foil wrapper and stuffed into some charcoal burner in some national park somewhere in the United States of America. Makes me want to sleep really well, huh?

Why do movie or television writers frequently portray women as victims? Horrendous crimes are repetitively sprung upon them; must be a mental deficit and/or have hatred towards the opposite sex. Many times the plot is about a marriage gone badly; so the husband chooses death by strangling, poison, shooting, or stabbing versus a quickie divorce in Arizona! Hmmm. Why does the woman always have to be killed, tortured, maligned, or butchered? Are we that obnoxious to society?

Anyway, I have had my fill of watching programs that glorify, promote, or focus on cruelty towards women. You see advertisements against animal cruelty projecting sad-looking faces of dogs and cats peering through the bars of cage after cage, all looking for a forever home. They’ve been through the mill, beaten, starved, bred out, gamed, or thoroughly stomped on. Yes, it gets to my heart but not as much as knowing that there are women out there getting nearly the same treatment. Maybe we could advertise; have women’s faces behind living room windows, looking disheveled, beaten, black-eyed, thoroughly stomped on, with pleading eyes staring blankly at the camera, begging for love, compassion, or kindness of some kind, looking for a forever home. Would that help? Hmmm.

Well, gotta go. The sun has come out, the snowy scenery looks bright, and the plow truck went by. How’s that for a good Saturday? Have a great day. See you tomorrow…

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14 comments on “Saturday Ponderings

  1. You are precious, Jeanne. Thank you for sharing this bit of yourself. Love to you in Jesus!! Can’t wait to meet you one day 🙂

    • Sweet Natalie! We shall someday meet in the heavenlies above. Til then, you are such a grand supporter of this old aging spirit inside this fragile tent. Shalom and many blessings of joy and cheer. 🙂

  2. Wow, Jeanne – Did I ever mess up the comment section or what. I was on the iPad last night and my right hand fell off twice causing my comment to go somewhere without my being complete. I tried to erase it but never found out how. Anyway – This is one awesome blog. I could relate to my mother rolling up the laundry and putting things that were not starched in one laundry basket and those items that were starched in another basket rolled just as fast as their cousin’s, the non-starch gang. And, yes, we ironed everything. Today – I can’t remember the last time I ironed anything. I look at labels carefully before buying.
    I’m noticing additional features on your blog other than the falling leaves. How did I miss the ‘WordPress’ following badge of honor. Way to go! And now you’ve added blog photos! Savy you are my friend.

    • Hi sweet Sheri, 🙂

      I edited your other comment. Thank you for the gracious return of the pen! WOW! We must be about the same age to remember so much likeness? (SSh, don’t tell anyone…71, er er er) Anyway, it’s fun going back, huh? Be careful with that IPad. I have enough trouble with this laptop and smart phone.

      Yes, the new stuff on the blog I picked up thru a post from WordPress post recently. Thought I’d give it a try and most of the tweaks actually worked. Aha! I’ve still got it . . . some of it anyway! You are so sweet. Prayers continue and appreciate reciprocity. Blessings

    • Patty B says:

      I can still smell the ironed clothes from my mother. She actually loved to iron and the house always smelled of fresh pressed clothes. And yes, congratulations on wordpress badge of honor, way to go. Like Sherri I enjoy your stories – have a blessed Advent season!

  3. Remember those days!

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