Wednesday, December 16, 2009
I sometimes think that i was born at the wrong time. I have always adored the 1950s household. Male supremacy, cute clothes, stay at home PTA soccer moms that have dinner on the table when their husband got home, quiet generally well behaved children, manners and etiquette taught in schools, beautiful cars, and people wrote letters. No emails. No computers. Barely TVs. I appreciate my computer- it is how i met my Master, and how i record my thoughts here in this blog and has exposed me to so many different things in life, including the lifestyle- so please don't miss understand. But i sometimes feel that the art of penmanship and letter writing has been lost. I want a pen pal. I want to stamp an envelope and put it in the mail and wait for a reply. I want pretty stationary and flowing fountain pens. Know what i mean?