tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post13793951718348106..comments2023-09-17T06:05:20.765-07:00Comments on Laughing On The Way Out: Back-Up WreathPaulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-89470257214282563122015-01-03T07:15:00.399-08:002015-01-03T07:15:00.399-08:00How did I miss this? But here I am, only a year la...How did I miss this? But here I am, only a year late, and all of this is still relevant. I'm collecting less as I grow older too, but grew up with the same "waste not, want not" mantra. One thing I remember especially was the ritual of weaving old newspaper pages into paper sticks to light the fire! I've also become a fan of thrift shops. There are treasures there ---especially on their bookshelves!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-69100665494031308012014-02-17T10:43:54.718-08:002014-02-17T10:43:54.718-08:00Barbara, life is indeed weird. Maybe we shed thing...Barbara, life is indeed weird. Maybe we shed things as we age because some deep part of us acknowledges that we won't need stuff where we're going...Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-61125150837867403292014-01-18T17:05:33.251-08:002014-01-18T17:05:33.251-08:00I've been a borderline hoarder all of my life ...I've been a borderline hoarder all of my life (I preferred to call it 'collecting') but the funny thing is, as I'm getting older, I'm finding less I need and getting rid of things I held onto for years. Life is weird.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-78420950245588414892014-01-18T12:59:50.816-08:002014-01-18T12:59:50.816-08:00Friko - delighted to have you reading here. I, too...Friko - delighted to have you reading here. I, too, always plan for hard times returning. It's a good policy, I think.Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-61263322923388502512014-01-13T12:55:49.300-08:002014-01-13T12:55:49.300-08:00O dear, how the images resemble each other. I too ...O dear, how the images resemble each other. I too grew up with ‘never throw anything away, it’ll come in handy one day’ as my guiding motto.<br /><br />In my childhood everything was hard to come by, food, clothes, shoes, household goods. Anything.<br /><br />All my life I’ve made provision for hard times returning. <br /><br />The only problem is, one needs a large house for storage space and that is a great waste all on its own.<br /><br />I am a little better at not hoarding anymore; I’ve even been known to fill bags for charity. (goodwill)Frikohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-46633314026602306132013-12-14T09:19:07.655-08:002013-12-14T09:19:07.655-08:00Thanks for coming to read - I imagine frugal souls...Thanks for coming to read - I imagine frugal souls everywhere grew up with similar restrictions. It didn't hurt us any, did it? Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-8873059661542140652013-12-09T08:46:18.671-08:002013-12-09T08:46:18.671-08:00Interesting, I grew up with similar mottos. No foo...Interesting, I grew up with similar mottos. No food was wasted at home, I went through childhood growing out of my shoes or wearing them out until there were only the plain soles on my feet and everything else was gone. Nice post, many thanks.<br /><br />Greetings from London.A Cuban In Londonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16423293358605007539noreply@blogger.com