tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004720031685921936.post710526509561047068..comments2023-08-22T08:19:07.598-06:00Comments on Beyond My Looking Glass: Day 46Bluezyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09571236569981685638noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004720031685921936.post-17917614892988150992011-05-29T14:37:42.500-06:002011-05-29T14:37:42.500-06:00I don't remember it being under the counter. I...I don't remember it being under the counter. I remember the bra burners, but I was big breasted in my teens even and the thought of letting them droop was not liberation in my mind. I liked my boobies to try not to sway so much in those days. The boys were nasty about it.<br />But as the 20's were roaring, I can see why the women started to overtly smoke and perform sports and show more than their ankles.Bluezyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09571236569981685638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004720031685921936.post-18043221865632227392011-05-29T09:35:38.750-06:002011-05-29T09:35:38.750-06:00Actually, I had no idea that the ERA had not been ...Actually, I had no idea that the ERA had not been ratified in every state. Of course WA is not on that list you posted, and I note that many of the states on it are down where our southern sisters live. Not just a coincidence I'm thinking. <br /><br />Still remember how shocked the people at work were when I told them I was a Ms. and not a Mrs. It was a big deal back then. Can still remember the light bulb moment when I started reading my first feminist book. Might have been the Feminine Mystique. Also remember buying the first edition of Ms. Magazine. Remember that? They were keeping it under the counter at the store along with the Penthouse and other smut.Marileehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00317403537751829157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004720031685921936.post-53787502772149194702011-05-28T21:04:37.521-06:002011-05-28T21:04:37.521-06:00I am not so much into it, but I like to feed peopl...I am not so much into it, but I like to feed people and hope they like it. And the end result in cooking ends up in <i>me</i>! I just came off a blog that has a deviled egg pic. I gotta shake this want to snack when I am not really hungry, just like food. 9 pm time for water fresh air and a movie or early nitey nite.Bluezyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09571236569981685638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004720031685921936.post-80816876845052337502011-05-28T18:51:50.581-06:002011-05-28T18:51:50.581-06:00I hate to cook and am not ashamed to admit it. Be...I hate to cook and am not ashamed to admit it. Being married to a chef for 23 years spoiled me but after he passed away I heard him laughing when I had to pull out the pots and pans. I just know it.BBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09432729957196570774noreply@blogger.com