I would be lying if I said I didn't throw down a casserole good enough to give Ree Drummond a run for her money. As well as being proficient in the mastery of all homemaking arts; I can remove stains from nearly anything and literally darn a sock.
However, because just because I serve up killer baked ziti doesn't mean that's all I can do.
Obviously this is a subject that grinds my gears lol. The old school of thought is very much current here unfortunately. The snide, bigoted and antiquated characters I encountered do not deserve my casseroles nor my intellectual input.
That sounds like my kind of fraternal order! I quit drinking 7 years ago but I used to love whisky (and all booze).. probably a tad too much. Nothing like drinking wine out of an aluminum water bottle at PTA meetings.
You're awesome. No, they most certainly DONT deserve any of your casserole! Or muffins, for that matter.::singing::
Did you just say ''literally darn"??!! I was imagining you sitting there with a ball of yarn, cursing furiously at an old limp Argyle. ::hilarious::
We could talk forever about the sociology of organizations, demographics and culture, -what they are and how they make people act towards each other.
When I imagine the 1950s, its always either in a Marlon Brando The Wild Ones sense, or a Graham Greene-esque world of tiki bars, tweed coats, and cheap cigarettes. But there are still a huge contingent in society: The Warren Buffetts, Dick Cheneys, etc., who were young then, remember it fondly (not the threat of nuclear winter but fondly)...to many hyper-conservatives, the era before 1969 was an era when ethnic minorities and women knew their place, and middle class, middle American, dudes were in power and wealthy....