tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post3177457473669897553..comments2024-03-28T20:40:18.960-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: Cards, Cows and Another Year Under my Belt Misadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-67432780608203970992017-12-31T22:31:42.523-05:002017-12-31T22:31:42.523-05:00My cows suffer the same problem.
My cows suffer the same problem.<br /><br />Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-67635037235274242572017-12-31T21:17:49.715-05:002017-12-31T21:17:49.715-05:00Only the Shadow knows for sure.
I have nice Holste...Only the Shadow knows for sure.<br />I have nice Holstein cows too--on my kitchen shelf, and regrettably, they are covered in dust. When will I get in the mood to clean?Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-11121057098038154482017-12-31T10:14:46.453-05:002017-12-31T10:14:46.453-05:00Thank you, RO and I wish you the same. I have a fe...Thank you, RO and I wish you the same. I have a feeling that I'll outlive sending Christmas cards out. They've become a victim to Facebook. <br /><br />I just saw the miniature food on your blog. Fascinating! I have some in my dollhouse but it's not eatable. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-3992195942907638182017-12-31T09:52:08.909-05:002017-12-31T09:52:08.909-05:00What a great post Jean! I talked a little about t...What a great post Jean! I talked a little about the card thing too, which has continually changed over the years. I wish you a safe and wonderful New Year filled with smiles and peace. Hugs...RO ROhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07417463444013920901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-29550606904334063032017-12-28T18:57:34.304-05:002017-12-28T18:57:34.304-05:00Postage over his no where near the cost of cards o...Postage over his no where near the cost of cards over here but I just don't think people have or want to take the time to send them anymore, especially since it's so much easier to keep in contact with people via their Facebook posts.<br /><br />But you're right. Social customs change as they have since societies began. The age of computers just makes them change faster than with Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-46669626952316720442017-12-28T17:44:04.699-05:002017-12-28T17:44:04.699-05:00Social customs have changed over the years. We had...Social customs have changed over the years. We had a few close friends we'd invite over for dinner, and vice versa. It was good for the kids' socialisation. But, no more! Now, its easier to suggest to friends and family that we meet outside, at a cafe for a meal, or coffee. For me, its because I value my personal space; slothfulness; and, on my own, the logistics for shopping, prepping, Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-767849432621614192017-12-28T08:26:41.060-05:002017-12-28T08:26:41.060-05:00That's what Allen and his sister are too me, t...That's what Allen and his sister are too me, too---Christmas-card friends now. But we all still write in them and have for the past 50 years. <br /><br />I got 24 cards this year, sent 40. Next year I'm cutting down to 24. It's a tradition I wish wasn't a victim of Facebook but that's one tradition that won't be coming back.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-27258051893758904462017-12-28T06:41:48.527-05:002017-12-28T06:41:48.527-05:00My parents played cards with friends, too: canasta...My parents played cards with friends, too: canasta. I'm still Christmas-card friends with the daughter of my parent's best friends. We used to spend time together every Christmas. I haven't seen her in 48 years, but we still send a Christmas note in our cards. <br /><br />Great memories, Jean. Thanks for sharing.<br /><br />I'm ready to get back on my diet, too. I've been a Bellahttp://bellarum.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-28468395069724756582017-12-27T23:28:11.630-05:002017-12-27T23:28:11.630-05:00Thanks for the suggestion about Sedaris.
I'm...Thanks for the suggestion about Sedaris. <br /><br />I'm still amazed at how many of us have common memories of our parents playing cards. There has GOT to be something that explains that. I know the Victories played a lot of cards but don't recall it mentioned in Colonial America. I think it's easier to explain why card clubs fell out of fashion with women going into the work force Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-6849237314439290522017-12-27T23:04:30.166-05:002017-12-27T23:04:30.166-05:00Really cold here in northern New York too! -20F w...Really cold here in northern New York too! -20F when I woke this morning.<br />I read your previous post and comments but didn't get a chance to comment. Reading David Sedaris is good but try to find him reading his own pieces. He used to do a lot of pieces for the This American Life radio program.<br />My mother was a majong player and each week it was in someone else's apartment. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-59313622693853883252017-12-27T21:42:45.678-05:002017-12-27T21:42:45.678-05:00It's so cold here it's not funny. Below ze...It's so cold here it's not funny. Below zero right now and it tries very hard to get to five above during the day. I am wearing so many layers of clothing I look like a mummy. <br /><br />I love my sleep, too.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-81595593001788876132017-12-27T20:30:08.079-05:002017-12-27T20:30:08.079-05:00My wife being a farm girl she's always given g...My wife being a farm girl she's always given gifts that include a cow. When we were at Cozumal, Mexico I took a picture of Mary Lou sitting in a chair looking like cow. <br />I wonder if you are as cold as I am? It's freezing around here. New Years Eve, we done do much, watch some TV, watch the ball falling in New York, kiss my wife and then go to sleep and no fooling around, just Cruisin Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13137904435537645207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-65099598567423786792017-12-27T15:23:36.941-05:002017-12-27T15:23:36.941-05:00I want people to know that I don't pay you to ...I want people to know that I don't pay you to say nice things about my writing. LOL But I want you to know that in my world liking the way I write is the most treasured compliment a person can give me. I got the ability to see humanity across time as a gift from my dad. <br /><br />I'm the same way about seeing cows in pastures! I've often stopped and watched them from the side of Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-89240711515347977952017-12-27T14:16:53.577-05:002017-12-27T14:16:53.577-05:00Oh, my goodness, what a story! And your theory as...Oh, my goodness, what a story! And your theory as to why the cows later seemed so attached to you...hilarious, yet oddly reasonable.<br /><br />I have a tremendous affection for cows, and my entire kitchen is decorated in black and white Holsteins. Cows in general are of great interest to me, and it is not uncommon for me to ask my husband to pull over in order for me to get a better look at Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-57572998570006631352017-12-27T11:59:24.344-05:002017-12-27T11:59:24.344-05:00Amazing how so many of us have the same memories. ...Amazing how so many of us have the same memories. I think euchre was one of the games my mom's card club played. I wonder if they were influenced by something like a TV show. 'I Love Lucy'...?<br /><br />My oldest niece belongs to an all girl's card club that has been going for several decades but she's the only 'younger generation' person I know that does that. <br />Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-32538981148585624502017-12-27T11:45:09.515-05:002017-12-27T11:45:09.515-05:00My parents also played cards once a month ... 2-3 ...My parents also played cards once a month ... 2-3 different sets of friends, so Sat nights were always booked. Then the girls had a euchre club and the guys a poker group. They took turns hosting and of course, all of the kids became buddies as well.<br /><br />Great memories! Thanks!!The Awkward Widowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03729456066739275695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-34191308557249603172017-12-27T10:48:26.756-05:002017-12-27T10:48:26.756-05:00We all have a lot of great memories of being at ou...We all have a lot of great memories of being at our cottages all summer. Even when it rained we spent hours playing Monopoly or poker...yes, they let us kids play poker. Allen's folks had a long table that seated 10 or 12 and we kids often filled it up.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-45743628520462482522017-12-27T10:29:02.413-05:002017-12-27T10:29:02.413-05:00The pooping from the tree is priceless. Allen has ...The pooping from the tree is priceless. Allen has keep on your good side, you know too much about him. Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-17203898017019929832017-12-27T10:25:42.153-05:002017-12-27T10:25:42.153-05:00I keep trying to remember if Allen and I ever told...I keep trying to remember if Allen and I ever told anyone in family that story. I need to ask my brother... LOLMisadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-85319574062557039572017-12-27T10:12:39.487-05:002017-12-27T10:12:39.487-05:00Sweet memories.....and hilarious cow story.Sweet memories.....and hilarious cow story.Linda dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01167854309289774316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-1921468665091063982017-12-27T09:02:52.744-05:002017-12-27T09:02:52.744-05:00Glad my memory triggers one of your own. My best f...Glad my memory triggers one of your own. My best friend's mother (in town) had a card group, too. At least I remember women sitting around card tables each with a fancy tea cup...each one different. It's too bad that kind of socializing fell out of popularity because they did a lot of talking around those tables.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-78374072446975777112017-12-27T08:52:06.756-05:002017-12-27T08:52:06.756-05:00I suspect there will be a lot of us...too much str...I suspect there will be a lot of us...too much stress eating in 2017.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-39130793485379626832017-12-27T08:49:57.825-05:002017-12-27T08:49:57.825-05:00Oh Jean what a great memory. It's true my pare...Oh Jean what a great memory. It's true my parents had a circle of friends as well and they played cards and we kids all hang out together. It was holidays and vacation in the same way. Lovely memory for me today.. Thank you. <br />I am glad your holiday was nice. Happy New Year!Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04247428494327269983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-4330393390800826962017-12-27T01:39:40.289-05:002017-12-27T01:39:40.289-05:00I'm right there with ya on the dieting!I'm right there with ya on the dieting! Silver in AZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12501467853392916885noreply@blogger.com