Friday, April 9, 2010

Flashback Friday

Yessiree it's that time again.
Aren't you glad I cleaned out closests?

The photo's are from all over in time.
No rhyme or reason just fun for me.

This first photo was a Saturday night at my parents friends who I called Aunt and Uncle.
Me in my pj's and my mom's hair in pincurls with a scarf tied around her head.
My Aunt who was taking the pic had her hair in pincurls as well.
They set their hair for Sunday Mass. I could NEVER even go to a friends house to have a few drinks and play cards with my hair in curlers or anything else. That cracks me up. But since there were no blow dryers or curling irons or electric rollers I guess this is what they had to do.  I very much remember this night because their dog ate my ice cream cone and bit me. I remember crying like the dickens and not liking that dog ever again. That's Dad with the cigar.  To this day the smell of a cigar will remind me of him and he quit them back in the very early 70's.

Check out the dial wall phone. That's a relic.
This picture of my father was taken at my Uncle Angelo's house.  Check out the wedding pic's on the wall. My Dad is always with a cigar or a drink.
This is a horrible picture of us but it makes me giggle.  My sister Pam has the funniest face.  This was Easter in 1965.  So I was 9.  My mom's hat is a hoot.  I see 1 of the Easter baskets on the table so I am assuming that my Dad got booze for Easter.  My Uncle Angelo is taking this picture at his home.  Check out the radio on top of that fridge!
This picture of my mom and dad is New Years Eve but I don't know the year.  My father looks like a damn gangster in all his photo's.  That just makes me laugh.
This is Me & Dad  - I was bald forever apparently.  Still have shitty hair.
This is the first wedding I was in.  Of course I was the flower girl.
I have been in over 16 weddings! 3 of which I was thrilled - this one, mine and my Aunts
Like all good Italian America Catholic girls - My first Holy Communion at age 8. This is Grandma Malizia. (Dad's mom) Her English was poor . Me and my cousins used to like to watch her laugh because her boobs that laid on her belly went up and down. For some reason we found this funny.
I remember this one too. I took this picture. This was when my mom was sick with cancer.  She would lay down in the afternoon after her visiting nurse would stop by and give her a "pain" shot.  I assume morphine but I don't know. We would watch her "shows" or as we call them today soaps after the nurse left. I would sit on the sofa and she would put her head in my lap and I would rub her head/hair. I liked that she would be out of pain for a little while. We would watch her shows and then her meds would kick in and then she would get up and start dinner. As an adult now I don't know how she did all she did while so seriously ill and her husband didn't do much to help her. What a different world we live in today.  Thank Goodness!
Can't leave on a downer note so this ought to make you laugh.

What the hell was a senior in high school thinking when she decided to wear horizontal strips with DD's? BTW this is what we called a maxi dress. (to the floor) Oh my this is awful on me. But my boyfriend's hair isn't so great either.  This was for a wedding anniversary party for my Aunt and Uncle and of course it was held in the church social hall.

9 comments:

JennyMac said...

What a great trip down memory lane. Such good pics. And I absolutely LOVE your blog name.

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

Hey thanks Jenny Mac.
I am about to go have a gin martini straight up no chaser - (no vermouth)right now. quiting time. :-)

R.H. Ducky said...

i think flashback friday is a fun idea! the pics are great :)

Anonymous said...

i love it when you post your old pictures. i need to get a new scanner so i can do it too.

the picture of your mom on the couch makes me sad, but i love how you have that memory of the time you had with her.

(when i was younger i would come home from school and play Scrabble with my mom after she finished watching Matlock or Perry Mason reruns. I think about it sometimes when i play games with my kids. and then i wish my mom wasnt such a weirdo now.)

your boobs look huge in that dress. do you still have any of those old clothes? wouldnt that be a hoot?

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

Tammie - at first when you said my boobs looked huge and I saw the - "do you" my mind went to - do you still have those boobs? I unfortunately still do- only not quite as pert....tee hee
The thing that cracks me up is I have spent the majority of my time/life trying to hide those DD's and then I wore that?! Honestly.

I still have some of those clothes at my mom's. She's kept everything. When my nieces were real little they would play in some of them including my cheerleading jacket with their pom-poms. They would send me pictures when i didn't live there and it would crack me up.

I Wonder Wye said...

My dad smoked cigars for decades too and I love their smell as I too associate it with him --hate pipes and cigarettes though. I LOVE my wall phone! I like vintage, though. Did your mom pull through? Thanks for the trip down memory lane. It was fun. Think I'll pull out a few of mine some day. PS: You look pretty in the last shot. And 16 weddings?? Wow. I was a bridesmaid in 6 and was beginning to feel like the girl in that movie 16 Dresses...

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

Wonder Wye - I too hate pipes and cigarettes. I don't much like cigars either but they always remind me of Dad. No, sadly my mom died in 1969 breast and uterine cancer. I don't even think she had chemo back then. She had radiation and cobalt treatments. We've come a long way. Hey thanks for reading.

Anonymous said...

Oh Peggy, when you were explaining about your Mom laying on the couch with her head in your lap, it just reminds me of my Mom so much. I understand, especially about the pain. It takes my breath away.

All of the pictures are just great! :)
xxxxxxx
Athena

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

Thanks Athena. She passed shortly after this photo. But it's still a good memory to me. I have been asked why and I guess to some it's morbid but it was our time. Another World or Days of our Lives with her. I was always teased by my dad and sister that I was mom's shadow and since I only got 13 yrs with her I am glad I was.