Formerly The Brown Bungalow, this blog has changed names to reflect my new location in the deep South. We are leaving the Columbines for Magnolias; donating wooly socks to buy sandals; pouring out the hot beverages to sip iced tea; and building sand castles instead of snowmen.
2. February is Canned Food Month. What's your favorite food that comes straight from a can? (my favorite comes from a jar)
3. A principal in a UK school recently sent home a letter to parents requesting they (the parents!) dress appropriately when escorting their children to/from school (basically saying please don't wear your pajamas) You can read the letter here. It's gotten a lot of publicity, both positive and negative. Your thoughts? And do/did you ever make the school run (or hit Starbucks, Walmart, etc) in your pjs?
(pardon me as I climb onto my soap box with this) One is smart to dress appropriately and decently when going out (especially in the winter) because you never know when your car might break down or you’re involved in an accident, etc. and you don’t want to be caught standing on the side of the road without a heavy coat . The same applies to making that quick trip to drop off the kids at school. I’m a practical, modest person and don’t like to be caught off guard if I can possibly help it. (ahem. Do I sound like a mother or what?!!)
4. Crew neck, V-neck, turtleneck, scoop neck...which is most prevalent in your wardrobe?
5. I read here recently a list of four things to avoid so you wake up happier. They were late night snacks, hitting the snooze button, social media just before bed/upon waking, checking emails.
Are you guilty of any of these behaviors? Which on that list do you need to work harder at avoiding?
Thankfully, sleep comes easily to me and if I wake up in a foul mood, it’s usually due to unresolved problems that were on my mind before going to bed.
6. Share something you remember about a house you lived in as a child? Of all the homes you lived in as a child, which did you love best?
My family lived in New York state, not far from Niagara Falls, when I was in the first and second grade. I'm pretty sure the house we rented was the first two-story I had ever lived in. It also had a cellar. The windows in the front bedroom were above the porch roof and went down nearly to the floor. That same porch was a wonderful place for Sister and me to play in the summer months. We’d drag out our toys and table and chairs and spent many a summer day out there playing — just steps away from our mother in the kitchen. I have fun memories of that house.
We liked to play "restaurant." One time Sister and the neighbor girl were the customers while I was the waitress. The neighbor girl said she wanted a cocktail. Being only seven years old and raised in a dedicated Southern Baptist family, I didn't know what a cocktail was. I went inside to the kitchen to ask my mother. She thought about it for a moment and replied, "Tell her you don't have that."