DID YOU KNOW...CHIN HAIRS ARE NOTHING BUT STRAY EYELASHES?

I was chatting with an old friend from Kingman on Facebook yesterday and she reminded me of memories I had forgotten (blocked out?) especially about Halloween. Halloween was so much fun back then especially if you lived in a small Midwest town. The businessmen of Kingman had a costume parade with prizes and everybody and their dog came to town for that event. There were booths with candy apples, popcorn, apple cider, several games, and candy....all free. Even Main Street was closed for the celebration. OK, we can all agree that was a fun night we all looked forward to but my favorite Halloween memories are the nights we 'freelanced' so to speak. My friend who shall remain nameless (Gail Page Clingan) and I decided we were too old (and we were) to trick or treat but we weren't too old to throw corn and soap windows. We also weren't too bright. Mary Johnson was one of our favorite teachers but boy howdy was she strict! She treated us all like her own children and if we ne...

Well, that was interesting. Stopped by my favorite car wash, choose the same package I always do..the one that gives extra attention to the interior and wheels. Happened to choose a seat inside by the window where you can watch your car go by on the conveyer belt. I noticed the hangy down spongey things weren't moving like they usually do, there was only a tiny drizzle of water and then I noticed the spray station for RainX didn't come on until my car was already outside. Hmmm, so I politely pointed out the situation to the attendant (who never looked up from his phone) and his reply was, ”Yeah, that happened yesterday a couple of times. Want us to try again?”  Ya think??? Well, actually I said yes, please. Good night nurse. Did he think I brought my car in to be baptized? Well, it is Sunday.  Definitely could have been worse...

Paranormal and horror movies have always been a favorite of mine. No idea why but apparently I love scaring myself stoopid. Netflix is showing my current favorite paranormal series...Paranormal Survivor. If you are interested in things like that I highly recommend this one. I have had a few things happen to me that I can't explain but I have never felt haunted or threatened. Anyway, these stories/reenactments fascinate me and I am hooked. I also watch a lot of true crime movies and series. Dave always said my choice of entertainment freaked him out and he slept with one eye open for years. Whatever, I like to look at that as good behavior reinforcement. If you watch true crime, Hulu has an excellent series called The Act. A true story about a mentally ill woman with Munchausen by Proxy Syndrome and her daughter, Gypsy Rose. I don't remember this story from the news at all but it took place in Missouri and it wasn't that many years ago. HBO also has a documentary about this ...

Janice Connell   < janmbsc@gmail.com > 11:44 AM (8 hours ago) to  me All that talk yesterday made me wonder when was the last time I picked up a TV Guide while standing in a checkout line? Pretty sure Richard Nixon was President and I'm not kidding. TV Guide was a household staple for years and if God forbid, Grandma forgot to buy one my job was to stand by the TV changing channels (all 13 of them) until Poppy found something he wanted to watch and then I would be released to return to whatever I had going on at that time. Poppy having a TV Guide in hand made my life much simpler as all I had to do was listen for my name to be called and dial up the correct channel. Saturday mornings had real cartoons like Heckel & Jeckel, Tom & Jerry and Popeye, not the animated commercials we have today. Saturday mornings also meant Roy Rogers, Dale Evans with Trigger, Buttermilk and Nellie Belle the Jeep. Good always won and bad alway...

I think Polly and Eddie are under the illusion that I am going to live forever and they will be able to call me for a recipe until the end of time. I appreciate their faith but I don't think that is happening. Polly called me from the grocery store yesterday to ask about a stuffed shell recipe that I have been making since she was a kindergartner. It is one of those simple, basic recipes that all ages seem to like and is typical of recipes in the early '70s except it doesn't call for lime jello, tuna or mayo. I tease my girls about calling me for recipes (Eddie had called the day before for Dr. Martin's Mix) and mention that they probably should be writing them down. But secretly I love when they call because it takes me back to when our family had dinner together at the kitchen table almost every night and as hectic as it was with three little ones, those years were so special. When Polly asked for the stuffed shell recipe I could instantly picture it and was 99% sure ...

First, they have him doing that creepy dance with Mrs. Butterworth and I have to wonder where Mr. Butterworth was when this was happening. Has Mr. Butterworth been working too many hours and neglecting Mrs. Butterworth? Poor Mrs. Butterworth has not had a new dress or hairstyle in generations and maybe the temptation of a little dirty dancing with a gallant military man in her kitchen was just too much for her to resist. OK, that I can understand but this new commercial with the Colonel as a Magic Mike, Chippendale type dancer is just wrong. MY Colonel Sanders is a pudgy, chicken frying, grandpa kind of guy not a dancing hottie with six-pack abs. That vision is just jarring to my senses. Please bring my sweet, Southern, soft-spoken, front porch rocker, grandchildren holder Colonel back, Mrs. Butterworth and I miss him.