tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post7965486214091270043..comments2024-01-31T10:30:47.824-08:00Comments on Life on a limb: Childhood PleasuresDelirioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01564398770468606675noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-20864036164623696262010-03-11T07:55:16.283-08:002010-03-11T07:55:16.283-08:00aw that's a cute story!aw that's a cute story!Amberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11692897932694365285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-20782868235317874342010-03-11T07:44:55.570-08:002010-03-11T07:44:55.570-08:00Interesting what we remember. I never felt like we...Interesting what we remember. I never felt like we were poor, I always knew that our parents were careful with money because they grew up poor. I mean POOR. And because we had a large family. Also, two of my closest friends were from poor families, so I saw the difference in what we had and what they had, so I thought we were pretty well off. One of my best friends had almost no furniture in her house. Her dad was an alcoholic and would spend all of his salary on alcohol, and if he wanted more, he started selling off the household items. The family lived on what their mother made as a waitress. My friend was the only one of the kids who had a bed, and none of the kids had a dresser, just cardboard boxes to keep their clothes in. Whenever she had a date she would spend the night with me so her date would pick her up at our house, because she was too embarrassed for him to see hers.Inklingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14173567199140492921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-40353804139700219562010-03-11T04:30:01.346-08:002010-03-11T04:30:01.346-08:00The thing I hated about growing up with our frugal...The thing I hated about growing up with our frugal mom, was that if we ran out of milk, or bread, or whatever - we just did without until Dad came home. If we ran out of milk, then we did without or mom made powered milk (gag me). I hated that! I loved milk as a kid and just HATED to be without it. We would try to get Mom to write a check for more milk (or whatever we needed) but she absolutely refused! I wondered if Dad really gave her a hard time about spending money? She absolutely NEVER spent money on her own - she was always with him, except for that weekly allowance he gave her.Nenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13847303868378288229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-76292736243741833962010-03-10T22:23:15.401-08:002010-03-10T22:23:15.401-08:00I always figured that we were poor, too. So whenev...I always figured that we were poor, too. So whenever Mom splurged, it made me feel special...and a little guilty...<br /><br />Maybe that's why I hoard stuff now... and spend like there's no tomorrow?Mr. Giggleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05641950854577035374noreply@blogger.com