by denny on September 1, 2010
We always hung our laundry out to dry when I was growing up. I hated it because it felt a little strange to have your clothes on display (or worse, that of our parents). Then, we got a fancy dryer and I was happy.
In Europe, it is almost considered an offense to use energy to put your laundry in a tumble dryer. Not green friendly. So now, I’m back to putting my clothes out and have found the wisdom that eluded me in the 80s. It has also given me an excuse to wear my prettiest clothes lest the neighbors think that I’m not a fashionista.
by denny on August 28, 2010
When people ask my favourite colour, I have to stop – and think. It changes day to day. If it is green, what shade? I chalk it up to Crayola and too many options. Luckily as kids, choosing paint colour was not required. White comes in varieties. I can’t decide on my favourite ice cream either. Some days it’s vanilla and other days chocolate. Mainly I’ll opt for sorbet (but that’s not really an ice cream).
The problem with choosing is that you feel like you are taking sides. Or that if you change your mind, you’ll have to renounce your prior position and give a reason.
This flip flopping has made it easy for clothing designers to keep us in their shops continually looking for the next new thing, that will become our favourite new thing. And, let’s not get started with selecting lip stick. It’s been proven that the more options a person has the harder it is to make a decision.
Julie Andrews made it sound so easy.
My favourite things
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into Springs
These are a few of my favourite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad.