Gracious Living
There are many days that I wish I had been born about 40 years earlier. Today is one of those days...
I loved being a teenager in the 90's. We invented an entirely new way of going about life, or so I believed (ok, still do..). In the 50's, you wouldn't dream of stepping out of the house without your hat and gloves and eight pounds of makeup. The 60's were different - torn jeans and beads, right? But you still had to work at it. The 70's gave us disco. I don't know about you, but there is nothing in the world that could have greased me up enough to make it into those polyester outfits. In the 80's we spent 3 hours on our hair every morning - the bigger the better.
But the 90's - thank you, Kurt Cobain, for giving us grunge. I was born for this "movement," if it can be called that.
Jump out of bed five minutes before you have to be someplace. Throw on a flannel shirt and a pair of comfy (read: worn & torn) jeans. Presentable? Of course.
Loved it - loved almost every minute of being a teenager in the 90's. BUT - now that I'm a mother of the 00's, I'm wishing I was a mother in the 50's.
Does that make any sense? Cause I'm tired.. so if I'm not making sense, that's probably why.
Seriously, though. We stayed home with our kids, took care of our husbands, and volunteered at the nursing home when we could. Sundays were for church - period - no work, no anything except dinner.
It really and truly was a more gracious way of life.. men holding doors open for women, bridge club, moms actually had time to be members of the PTA. I'd even wear makeup (ok, maybe).
Just feeling sad for an era that seems to be no more.
I loved being a teenager in the 90's. We invented an entirely new way of going about life, or so I believed (ok, still do..). In the 50's, you wouldn't dream of stepping out of the house without your hat and gloves and eight pounds of makeup. The 60's were different - torn jeans and beads, right? But you still had to work at it. The 70's gave us disco. I don't know about you, but there is nothing in the world that could have greased me up enough to make it into those polyester outfits. In the 80's we spent 3 hours on our hair every morning - the bigger the better.
But the 90's - thank you, Kurt Cobain, for giving us grunge. I was born for this "movement," if it can be called that.
Jump out of bed five minutes before you have to be someplace. Throw on a flannel shirt and a pair of comfy (read: worn & torn) jeans. Presentable? Of course.
Loved it - loved almost every minute of being a teenager in the 90's. BUT - now that I'm a mother of the 00's, I'm wishing I was a mother in the 50's.
Does that make any sense? Cause I'm tired.. so if I'm not making sense, that's probably why.
Seriously, though. We stayed home with our kids, took care of our husbands, and volunteered at the nursing home when we could. Sundays were for church - period - no work, no anything except dinner.
It really and truly was a more gracious way of life.. men holding doors open for women, bridge club, moms actually had time to be members of the PTA. I'd even wear makeup (ok, maybe).
Just feeling sad for an era that seems to be no more.
posted by SevenHappyScrappers at 3:45 AM
4 Comments:
absoloutly! I would love to be raising my kids in that slower more wholesome culture.
Glad the 90's are dead - lol - long live the 80's! Big hair never goes oout of style it just goes flat! But I totally agree about the at home thing. My 2 oldest girlfriends say that I switched from being Pat Benetar to Doris Day. Go figure!
Amen sister!! Wow Sara we are so on the same page....are we sisters?? I'm totally there with ya in the 50's. Makes me wanna dig out that pp I have that we were talkin about :)
50's reminds me of that movie Pleasantville.
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