I don’t understand how we can have the best economy this country has ever seen yet have retail choices that are worse than during the Depression. Over and over, lately, I have tried to make ordinary, everyday purchases only to find that you can no longer get the basic essentials.
Last Summer I discovered that decent underwear for mature ladies is as hard to find as hens’ teeth. Seriously, are we the segment of the population you most want to see going commando?
Leather shoes? Forget about it! Around here, Walmart has chased out all of the competition so there are no longer shoe stores or department stores with shoe departments. All we can “choose” is which style of podiatric-problem-inducing pieces of crap from Wally World we want to waste our money on. Since I refuse to buy plastic shoes, I have been learning to preserve the already 25-30 year old leather shoes I have. Looks like they are going to have to serve me for a long time to come.
Today’s rant was inspired by the discovery that you can no longer buy simple, white cotton socks. Seriously? They ruined socks? I went to the store to pick up the style that I have been wearing for years only to find that they don’t make them anymore. Instead, nearly every style of sock has been replaced with thin, polyester, no-show, garishly-colored pieces of recycled garbage. To cover my bases, I searched for what I want online, and my heart broke to read posts from people whose skin is bothered by synthetics and have nothing to wear.
I wish the world would realize that people are not one-size-fits all. We need choices in fibers. We need choices in sizes. We need choices in lighting styles since some suffer serious migraines from particular types of bulbs. For some, veggie burgers are a healthy dream come true, but to those with plant-based allergies, they are a suffocating death. Come on America, you can do better.
Oh please. Aren’t you done complaining yet?
Like your life is so hard. Look at mine; all dressed up and no one to play with.
(Please ignore the grammar. I choose to vent in the vernacular.)
For a good, old-fashioned reading experience, pick up a paper copy of Dream Our World. In it, Geordie and Toby visit the museum of their dreams.
Dream Our World is an adventure where the world of art is interpreted through the eyes of my pups.
Chewing on plastic socks isn’t quite the same.
I hadn’t even thought of how this will impact Toby!
Toby says darn those socks.
Toby says: I’m sick of the whole knit and caboodle.
I’ll bet he is. Maybe he would like a bone.
Argh! I know what you mean! Everything is made of plastic or polyester these days – grrrr! To make matters worse, they are made from a non-renewable source – petroleum. That’s not only wasteful, but also unhealthy. I don’t know how healthy it is to swathe one’s body in petroleum.
Plus, all of these things are non-biodegradable. I remember the big to do in the 70s about landfills being perpetually full of those nasty leisure suits because they would never break down. How is this any different? If plastic straws are bad for the planet, why not plastic socks? Grrrrr!
Toby is getting more and more handsome, like his dear old “papa.”
Oh Pip, you are so modest!
Little crotchety today are we? Go out and tell some kids to get off of your damn lawn. 👿
Honestly, I don’t know why they let humans write blogs. All they do is complain and write crappy poetry.
Vermont Country Store (online and catalogue) has 100% cotton socks by Buster Brown for adults.
For lightbulbs the government didn’t touch 3-way bulbs. Just use 3- way lamps and you’re good to go. Plus, it’s more fun and interesting to use old-fashioned lamps for lighting (re-wired, of course). I think my oldest lamp is late-19th/early 20th century. I have gotten some of my lamps from church rummage sales, flea markets and even off the curb on the night before trash collection. 3-way bulbs definitely are the way to go if you didn’t stockpile 60 watt bulbs before the government-forced changeover.
Oh my gosh, thank you SO MUCH for this information! You made my day. : – )