Jerry and I get around. In 2011, we moved from the USA to Spain. We now live near Málaga. Jerry y yo nos movemos. En 2011, nos mudamos de EEUU a España. Ahora vivimos cerca de Málaga.
And While We’re on the Subject / Y Mientras Estamos en el Tema
KIDS! I LOVE when they’re allowed to express themselves and choose their own clothes. I wish I could say I felt the same way about adults.
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NIÑOS! AMO CUANDO se les permite expresarse y elegir su propia ropa. Ojalá pudiera decir que me sentía igual con los adultos.
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27 thoughts on “And While We’re on the Subject / Y Mientras Estamos en el Tema”
OUCH! Those adult patterns make me dizzy!! Can’t focus!
I have the answer. . . maybe, I think so could be or maybe !
The little ones pick out what they like many many many years ago. Some grew up but “never grew up” so as adults they dressed in whatever was clean, messed up or not they wore it, Their kids saw it and thought that was the way of the world and like all kids (before the world beats them down) jumped in with both feet and expressed what happiness is.
parsnip x
You know, maybe these “adults” just haven’t lost their sense of fun. These clothes are serving their purpose of covering the tacky body parts. Who made the fashion rules? Why can kids be tacky and adults can’t? Who told us not to wear stripes and plaids together? Why do we listen? I’m going to buy me some crocs and crew socks, polka dot shorts and a paisley (gay sperm) shirt and go to WalMart to be with my fashion peeps! I’m having a nightmare! Somebody wake me up, please! Oh dear, I promised Maddie that I wouldn’t use the “c” word anymore. I’m sorry Mads. You can’t help your nightmares 🙂
When I Am Old.
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me,
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals,
and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,
And run my stick along the public railings,
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens,
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,
Or only bread and pickle for a week,
And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats
and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,
And pay our rent and not swear in the street,
And set a good example for the children.
We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me
are not too shocked and surprised,
When suddenly I am old
and start to wear purple!
Jenny Joseph When I am old .. I shall wear purple!
My ugliest shoes are the most comfortable, although I’ve seen some really hideous (both in price and appearance) shoes that makes me believe the people wearing them must have only one normal big toe per foot, while the rest are welded together! I’ve never had Crocs, but they look like they make your feet sweat. Ick.
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Deedles:
I wore my Crocs with socks (because it rhymed) and I don’t remember them sweating. I thought they were made of some special kind of material that didn’t react the same as traditional rubber. Anyway, I didn’t wear them long, but they WERE comfortable… and hideous.
OUCH! Those adult patterns make me dizzy!! Can’t focus!
Jim,
These two did that to me, as well.
I have the answer. . . maybe, I think so could be or maybe !
The little ones pick out what they like many many many years ago. Some grew up but “never grew up” so as adults they dressed in whatever was clean, messed up or not they wore it, Their kids saw it and thought that was the way of the world and like all kids (before the world beats them down) jumped in with both feet and expressed what happiness is.
parsnip x
Parsnip,
I have a feeling these adults were dressed in very staid outfits when they were young. Maybe they’re just rebelling… or, um, revolting?
You know, maybe these “adults” just haven’t lost their sense of fun. These clothes are serving their purpose of covering the tacky body parts. Who made the fashion rules? Why can kids be tacky and adults can’t? Who told us not to wear stripes and plaids together? Why do we listen? I’m going to buy me some crocs and crew socks, polka dot shorts and a paisley (gay sperm) shirt and go to WalMart to be with my fashion peeps! I’m having a nightmare! Somebody wake me up, please! Oh dear, I promised Maddie that I wouldn’t use the “c” word anymore. I’m sorry Mads. You can’t help your nightmares 🙂
When I Am Old.
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me,
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals,
and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,
And run my stick along the public railings,
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens,
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,
Or only bread and pickle for a week,
And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats
and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,
And pay our rent and not swear in the street,
And set a good example for the children.
We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me
are not too shocked and surprised,
When suddenly I am old
and start to wear purple!
Jenny Joseph When I am old .. I shall wear purple!
Thank you, David. This made my morning 🙂
David,
I have always loved this poem. I always think of it when I wear purple.
Deedles,
Apologies to Maddie, but I had Crocs once a long time ago and they were REALLY comfortable.
My ugliest shoes are the most comfortable, although I’ve seen some really hideous (both in price and appearance) shoes that makes me believe the people wearing them must have only one normal big toe per foot, while the rest are welded together! I’ve never had Crocs, but they look like they make your feet sweat. Ick.
Deedles:
I wore my Crocs with socks (because it rhymed) and I don’t remember them sweating. I thought they were made of some special kind of material that didn’t react the same as traditional rubber. Anyway, I didn’t wear them long, but they WERE comfortable… and hideous.
I’m so dizzy
oh so dizzy
Ron,
So am I!
the kids look better than the adults.
Anne Marie,
Kids usually do!
When I get old, I shall wear purple. Google it for the poem by Jenny Joseph
David,
Thanks for sharing that. It’s a wonderful poem.
Oh om goodness…this answers a lot. It must start early on……. ohhhhhhh dear.
Mistress Maddie,
It’s amazing what kids can get away with that adults can not. At least in my world!
Love those cat tights! All the cool clothes don’t come in my size! 🙁
Kathleen,
Oh, I’ll bet we could find them for you! Maternity kitten tights!
Those adults are just young at heart
Kirk,
You’re very kind.
My mom was terrible at picking clothes for me.
Adam,
My mother was very trendy and fashion conscious. But I was always a bit overdressed I think!
That bow!
Judy,
I know! It’s cartoon-like!