Ain’t that the truth daily truth dose

I just looove this story from the Internets:

“Being Green
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren’t good for the environment.
The woman apologized and explained,
“We didn’t have this green thing back in my earlier days.”
The young clerk responded, “That’s our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations.”
She was right — our generation didn’t have the green thing in its day.
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were truely recycled.
But we didn’t have the green thing back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
But too bad we didn’t do the green thing back then.
We walked up stairs, because we didn’t have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn’t have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby’s diapers because we didn’t have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts — wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn’t have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house — not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn’t have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she’s right; we didn’t have the green thing back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn’t have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn’t it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn’t have the green thing back then?
Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smartass young person.
We don’t like being old in the first place, so it doesn’t take much to piss us off.”

Truth!

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My New York fashion week gold and mermaid/petrolium peacock outfit

I wish! Just kidding,since I need something to cheer me up.I have a bad case of sewing- machine- attachment withdrawals.Due to it’s 220 V uncompatible-ness in US, I had to let this dear friend go,before me moved to Cali.So this outfit was in a way,it’s Swan song , before I heartlessly sold it to a stranger and  took cold hard cash (half price ) for it.I know.Harsh and heartless.It served me right all these years.And not a day went by without me using it(and cussing at it). I miss sewing soo much.But time will come…

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As for time gone by, here is a blast form the past…

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Velvet jacket-vintage.Originally I bought it as a long,heavy trench coat,but gave it the signature Easybreazy treatment-chop,crop,sew,re-sew and pimp,pimp,pimp it with a gold ornaments.The label on the jacket says made in West Germany, so it’s practically a piece of history (a real blast from the cold-war-era past), when Germany was divided by 2 parts-East and West Germany. And then there is The quality on that thing. UN-BE-LI-AVABLE! It really hurt when I had to defame it and cut all that heavy velvet with silk lining and perfect stitches…Whew!

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The back side of the formerly trench coat became a ”mermaid tail” with lace.Or smocking jacket.Or something.

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To complete the mermaid vibe,I added a petroleum sequinced collar to a black T with a slit in front.Petroleum bag-H&M.Vintage Ray Ban.Peacock hair piece.
Aand that was the” Gold-for-the-NY-cold-What-would-Easybreazy-wear” at NY fashion week look , haven I’ve been invited.
I play that game sometimes.Watching street photos from the Fashion week and think of the perfect,weather appropriate outfit.Dreaming…
Again-why wasn’t I invited?