I'm coming over!

Between playing hunt the outdoor cat who is being put off by other neighbouring ones and the showers here I thought I'd do this weeks entry.

How many of us can recall that routine of going on over to a friend or 'play mate' whither or not it was something that emerged from the playground that day or arranged between Mothers?

I sure can! It happened quite a number of times when I was in Juniors during recess where an invite would be issued and in those days before all this instant messaging and cellphones, you'd skip home to tell Mommy the news and you half imagined your friend doing the same as resourceful as ever she increased the food portions for that days evening meal with little warning as back then food was cooked at home on the range even if some was packaged.

Needless to say if your Mommy was anything like mine there would be some fuss around what your were going to wear as you had to create a good  impression, your hair would be washed and styled quickly and although you would thank your friend and his or her Mommy, it was the done thing to write a thank you note afterward. You may also have bought a present if was a more formal organized affair.

I just loved these happenings.

Co-ordinated outfits

I really like the way the bag, purse and hat co-ordinate on this outfit athough I'm not sure I could pull it off personally

Was there something I was meant to do?

 

A feeling I'm very familiar with as I easily get sidetracked away from what it is meant to  be looking up or doing into something else and find I've run out of time which wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't that others are relying  on me and I flunked it.

Lesson for dolls

As no doubt some are aware a different kind of history has been made today, I thought I would made a different post this morning.

I found this image a while ago of traditional German classroom modelled with dolls that reminded me of the kind of junior education I had. 

For one thing we had to write out and learn by rote your times tables up to 12, that were put up on the chalkboard and our teacher did have a long stick they pointed at it (and threatened you with!). 

Also the desk were wooden with a slope that interestingly many are now saying were better for reading and writing on having removed them for flat stackable tables and chairs.

There were maps on the wall, one showing the extent of the British Empire (as was), something we were proud of and a small class bookcase.

Turning rather more to the dolls I find it is interesting a number are in sailor uniforms, a Edwardian idea and like how the person has added matching satchels. 

Tops

There was a time when I used to have a good number of knitted jumpers with bright colourful designs on them  beyond the grey or blue with a dash of colour around the v neck if you were lucky.

I was lucky in that my nan who died just over ten years ago was a great knitter and knitted for me the same sorts of sweaters and cardigans as my female cousins which really made a big difference to me growing up in that era.

Like a good number of people as we got to the late 1980's, I drifted into colourful sweat shirts like the alpine skiing one with greys, purple and white hooded one I had in 1990 and 91.

Presently most of mine are plain school type sweaters but I do wonder if getting a cardigan would do the trick for this forever little girl?

It's your road

Sometimes we forget that on this journey as enjoyable as it is to share in that adventure with like minded friends, it is our walk, following a map of our choosing, to our own destination.

 
Tomboy or Frou Frou, traditional childhood interests such as playing with dolls or more modern things such as gaming or anime, it is our choice.

 True story: Being given the ruler across the palm of my hand did happen to me several times in my mid teens at my last school for things like incomplete or non-existent homework set which you had a separate book to write down your homework assignments and due by dates.

Basically I was being lazy not really wanting to do something every other kid at school had to do to get decent grades. Just saying you were 'disappointed' meant nothing at all as I didn't care about never mind you. 

I didn't seem to understand it wasn't really about wanting to "please" anyone, it was really I needed to understand I was on that walk and I alone needed to follow that route and take responsibility for myself.

Progress four years on

The week sees me looking back a bit to four and a bit years ago where I was experimenting and I had help with people pushing some of my boundaries to find rather me of the real me between the bits that I'll be honest can be lazy and disrespectful and just being a mindless people pleaser, losing sight of really who you are.

I found circumstance and situation appropriateness permitting Wearing shorter skirts really suited me and indeed I could alter it to a slightly more grown up look, gaining more inner confidence to let myself out.

Sometimes it feels I've been hiding for like eons in the potato sack, desperately avoiding being noticed.

Although light pollution is a thing here being in a city area, I do enjoy watching the night sky, spotting planets and following comets.