‘TIS THE THIRD DAY AFTER THANKSGIVING!

‘Tis the third day after Thanksgiving and my true love gave to me…..a turkey carcass cooking in a soup pot!   Also my true love gave to me, one half-eaten pumpkin pie (the last one)  a half-eaten batch of lefse (some still in the freezer)…. my true love also gave me a table full of games we played—Buzz Word, CatchPhrase, Apple To Apples, Quiddler, and Phase 10 plus some papers with our scores from those games.  My true love also gave to me the echos of loud laughter at some of the clues we used in CatchPhrase and  an echo of an over-serious grandchild who thought someone was not playing according to the rules. 

On the third day after Thanksgiving my true love gave to me, a messy kitchen, a spilled-on tablecloth, crumbs on the floor (that the dogs, Otto and Jobie missed while licking up the spills) a couple of stains on the carpet, a bottle of stain remover (thank goodness) and a card table and 4 chairs to put back into storage til Christmas comes and more family members arrive for Round Two of the wonderful holiday gatherings.

Also on the third day after Thanksgiving, my true love gave to me….the Sunday newspaper with the marvelous long Sunday crossword;  my comfortable recliner chair, a football game on TV, and a soft couch with a fleece blanket and a pillow on which to lay my weary head.

On the third day after Thanksgiving, the children and grandchildren left us and have also left a very quiet house after three days of merriment and good times.   More memories made, more stories shared or re-shared (how about the time Grandpa got stopped by the cops when they thought he had robbed a farm along hi-way 10???)  That one produced some wide grandkid eyes….grandkids who had never heard that one.

On the third day after Thanksgiving, I am still so thankful for enough strength and health to be able to open our home to our family and be able to cook the meals, roast the turkey, make the dressing and mashed potatoes , lefse and rolls and all the other things needed for a family feast day….and now to think up the recipes for using the leftovers.  (mmmmm, that raspberry rice dish is still SO good!)

Goodbye to Thanksgiving, 2008 and now welcome to Christmas which is coming faster than we can imagine.

BLOODY FRIDAY

Today’s opening shopping day..the traditional day after Thanksgiving Holy Day for Spending and Materialism…turned from "Black" (as in merchants going "in the black" on this day)  to "Bloody" when a Wal Mart employee in Valley Stream, New York was trampled to death by shoppers who pushed into the store, tearing the doors right off their hinges, in their mad rush to buy the current "come hither" electronics products the store had advertised.

I remember video films from other Thanksgiving Fridays in the past when the masses pushed through doors of a Best Buy somewhere to push and shove each other brutally for the sake of grabbing the hottest electronic device of that year.  But nobody got killed as they did today.

A report from a local TV station in the Valley Stream area said this:   "The crowd pushed so forcefully that they crashed the doors down and one of the workers from Walmart was pushed to the floor as the crowd entered the store, many of them running, said Detective Lt. Michael Fleming of the Nassau County Police Department.  Cell phone video obtained by CBS 2 HD shows Jdimytal Damour, a 34 year old part time employee hired as a holiday temp. He was crushed in the onslaught and pronounced dead an hour later…’the man got trampled, stomped on—everybody banged through the doors,’ witness Terrance Howard said….Witness Kimberly Cribbs said ‘all those poeple who got in went right on shopping after the worker was run over.  Oh yes, they are savages,’ Cribb said. "       A pregant 28- year old woman was also knocked down in the frenzy when the doors opened; she was injured but did not miscarry as some reports said early on.

What happens to ordinary people on this day? Why do people turn into uncaring stampeders like a herd of crazed bison?  Why do stores encourage this sort of frenzied behavior by having 4 a.m. openings with the carrot- on- a- stick  to buy the hottest electronic item available?   What role do stores who do not hire enough security play in such a tragedy as was played out today?  We have all heard of "mob behavior" and this is not the first time some Innocent has been trampled to death in a mob riot;  soccer fans are killed regularly in mob riots at championship games around the world in nations where soccer is the national sport.  But being trampled in a frenzy of shopping and spending and doing anything to get one’s hands on some stupid so- called present for someone does not make sense to anyone capable of being sensible—-which the morning’s mob obviously was not! 

The continuing degradation of human beings goes on.  Materialism seems to rule vast majorities of people who engage in these after- Thanksgiving, before- Christmas, after -Christmas orgies of commercialism…or whatever else merchants can think up to get people into their stores at ungodly hours for the sake of killing each other for some Hot Item!!!

There was also mayhem and death in, of all places, a "Toys R Us" store in Palm Desert, California this morning also.  That incident was probably gang-related according to those who witnessed the gunning down of one man by another in a check out line at the toy store chain.  The witnesses, including many children, will never be the same again…count on it.

Today the crazed shopping masses  did kill someone.   One down in Valley Stream, New York, and how many more to go in this increasingly barbaric binge of materialism??

 

ON THE MORNING AFTER THANKSGIVING…..

I really wish I were creative enough to write a parody of "The Twelve Days Of Christmas" about Thanksgiving and especially the day after the holiday….but I am so far lyric-deficient. Maybe something will pop into that part of my brain eventually if I think on it long enough.

But in lieu of that great parody I might one day come up with….I have a few thought so that I could title "Only On The Day After Thanksgiving."

Only on the day after Thanksgiving………….can the one who cooked the feast yesterday take a "pajama day", not get dressed, and hang out in her recliner with a good book, some DVDs and the Gurney’s Seed Catalog that came two days BEFORE Thanksgiving (a new record I think).

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you eat a bowl of oatmeal and a piece of pumpkin pie with whipped cream for breakfast.

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you pick the bird carcass clean and boil up the bones for some really good broth soup base.

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you contemplate the hell that is Black Friday in the retail stores in the region and around the nation…..and also be very thankful that you are not a part of this after-Thanksgiving rite….ever!

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can the Santa Claus myth be so fully perpetuated that the Old Gent lands in West Acres parking lot, from a helicopter….what no reindeer?   I watched a You Tube video some time back that showed a small toddler sitting on Santa’s lap and Santa asked the Big Question: "Have you been a good boy?"  ( Little Boy to Santa:)  "You have bad breath!"

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you contemplate (as a part of Pajama Day) bringing out your video tape of A CHRISTMAS STORY for the first of many viewings during December.

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you refuse to answer the door because you are in your pajamas all day.

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you think about making a batch of homemade bread and use some of the leftover mashed potatoes in the dough.  (what is happening to my Pajama Day?)

Only on the day after Thanksgiving can you allow your spouse to go on a small shopping excursion without you, but  give him a few "assignments" to do…like get the letter printed for your Christmas card list.

Only on the day after Thanksgiving (this year) can you look out the deck door and see the beautiful fall sunshine again—weak and pale and far to the south—but still glorious.  And you can also contemplate the snowless landscape and give special thanks that Winter is already one month shorter in 2009!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY!

The first of our big fall festivals has arrived!   It is another fine day and I have birds in the oven and a huge casserole of dressing also…my family loves dressing and we cannot have enough it seems.  Also peeled 15 pounds of potatoes last night before I staggered off to bed after the day’s preparations for the big feast today.   Everything is ready, except to cook the spuds, make the gravy and cut up the poultry!  Hallelujah!

I am so thankful for the many blessings in my life—-not just today but everyday.   I wish everyone who reads this blog a most happy and blessed day today, amid your Loved Ones.  It is a great family holiday.   I am also most grateful that this great nation of ours is FREE;  those who came here first came because they craved freedom.  We still have it and we must protect it at all costs…there is no place quite like it on this whole Earth!!!

P.S.  Take a nice tryptophan-filled nap this afternoon!

WEATHER WONDERLAND! ONE FINE DAY TODAY.

I have been to Fargo and back this morning and what an amazing late fall day!  When you can you go in and out of a grocery store in a shirt …no jacket!!!..on a late November day, well that is remarkable!  I also went into the temporary downtown Fargo library site without my jacket and also into the workplace of my beloved and only sister.  I picked up her order of lefse (lef-suh for those who are not acquainted) from Carl’s Lefse factory in our hometown and delivered it to her…our Mom used to be a lefse-roller there several decades ago and today when I walked into the factory to get that lefse for my Sis, I could hear the thump-thump-thumb of the present day "rollers". (thank goodness a younger generation has learned to roll lefse by hand). The sweet aroma of frying lefse filled the air in the factory front office…mmmmmmm!  My home smelled like that on Monday when we rolled and fried home-made lefse for Thanksgiving.  Carl’s really puts out the lefse at this time of year…..Lunds, a specialty food store in the Twin Cities, orders and buys most of the lefse made at this time of year.   Carl’s also fills orders for the Thanksgiving, Christmas , and New Years’ holidays for families and also for a lot of special dinners held at this time of year…also for Open Houses featuring Christmas baking and Norwegian delicacies.  It is a great place to walk into in a little town famous for its Norwegian roots….the ocean- sailing Viking ship, the "Hjemkomst", was also built in this little town in an old potato cellar abandoned after potato blight hit hard in the 1940′s and pretty much wiped out the small potato farmers in this immediate area.  Bob Asp rented that old "Leslie Welter Potato Company" building for one dollar a year for all the years he built his "Hjemkomst".  For those who do not remember or never heard about it—-Bob Asp’s children and an experienced ocean-sailing crew sailed the "Hjemkomst" to Norway in the summer of 1982 landing in Bergen, Norway, in July after a trans-Atlantic trip that lasted for a couple of weeks.

But I digress—many, many times!  The Weather today!   It reminds me of the day in late November of 1968 when we drove on the brand- new 4- lane Highway 10 to old St Lukes’ Hospital where I gave birth to our youngest son who has just had his 40th birthday two days ago.( we got there after 10:30 a.m. and our son was born at 11:24 a.m. on 11-24-1968!!!  It was a day like today—mild, bright sunshine,  and a brilliant blue sky with high cirrus clouds.  It was also just a few days before Thanksgiving. The mild sunny weather lasted til just after November 30 that year and then in early December—–"Katie, Bar The Door!"  It snowed and snowed and snowed and the winter of 1969 produced so many storms… and a spring flood like unto the worst of the floods , except for the one in 1997.   I do not claim to have any Groundhog genetics or weather- predicting abilities, but I am kind of suspicious of the upcoming December just because I remember, so well, the late fall of 1968 and the blast of snow and winter we got in 1969.  Let’s hope I am totally wrong in being suspicious.  Has anyone checked the thickness of any muskrat or beaver houses?????  That is supposed to be an indication of upcoming winters.  In the LONG WINTER  by Laura Ingalls Wilder, which chronicles a winter in the late 1800s (1888?)….a very old Native American walks into one of the stores in DeSmet, SD, and speaks to several townsmen of the upcoming bad winter, quoting native knowledge about weather phenomena including the thickness of muskrat and beaver houses.  The old weather Prophet was "right on" about that winter…DeSmet and other SD towns were isolated by blizzard after blizzard and freezing cold temperatures and the people nearly starved to death when trains could not get through for months on end.

TIDBITS: (1) I picked up a on a few current events this morning including another press conference by president-elect Obama.  Can anyone remember another president-elect holding so many news conferences prior to taking office?  I can’t.  This is the third one in a row this week and today, Obama got a really tough question from (Surprise! Surprise!) a member of the Mainstream Media who have played the roll up to now, of his cheerleaders throughout the primary and presidential campaign.  A reporter  from CNN.. one of the in-the-tank-for-Obama stations.. had the gall to raise a question about the choices Obama is making so far for his advisors and his cabinet….the question involved asking if it was truly the "change" he had promised the American people, to pick Clinton administration re-treads for most of the positions so far.  Obama got very testy and went into one of his rapid "waitwaitwaitwait!" explosions, angrily chiding this CNN turncoat for asking such a question.  Obama said his cabinet was not today’s topic as if only he controls the questions asked.  Very interesting. He also did a lot of stuttering and stammering, away from a teleprompter, which makes him seem like a totally different speaker.  The next 4 years are going to be fun to watch; I bet he will cut his press conferences to nearly ZERO if he keeps getting  tough questions he does not want to answer.  Other presidents of both parties have taken this tack multiple times in the past.  I think Obama will do the same thing once the Honeymoon is over.   (2) the grocery store I went to was full of last- minute shoppers this morning; I went in to get 3 items—frozen raspberries for my raspberry rice dish tomorrow, 2 pie crust packages for the requested cherry pies from the Birthday Boy (son number 3) and some loaves of bread for morning toast….(I managed to bake homemade rolls and lefse, but ran out of time to do homemade bread).  I walked out with 4 bags of brown sugar, two boxes of Hershey’s Pot of Gold chocolates, 3 cans of pumpkin, a 2 pound container of coffee, and an extra bag of flavored coffee (Amaretto) in addition to what I went in for…all of these extras were either on sale or on a 2 -for- 1 deal.  The stores know how to draw more business—I am a walking testimony of that.   (3) I enjoyed hearing correspondent Ellen Ratner talk about her pet turkey, "Pavo" who must by now be several years old.  Ellen recoils at the thought of anyone eating turkey on Thanksgiving.  She calls Pavo her "child" and if anyone is interested, she is appearing with Pavo tomorrow morning on one of the morning shows… which I , unfortunately, cannot remember now…it might be FOX and Friends.    I also heard that a 50- pound turkey had been "pardoned" by ND Governor John Hoeven today….to spend the remainder of its life on a game farm somewhere in the state. That would make Ellen very happy.

It is a BEAUTIFUL day today!  Even if it only lasts until the predicted cold front comes in tonight bringing snow flurries (that’s all it better be!!) and a lot of cold air for a day or so. Like our old departed friend John H. used to say,"if you don’t like the weather in the Red River Valley, just wait five minutes!"                I must go stir the cooking cranberries.

STARRY, STARRY NIGHT: BEAUTIFUL PLANETS

As I drove home from having a wonderful time with two friends at Izzo’s playing Trivia, I looked at the night sky and the bright heavenly bodies visible on one November night. We have had so much cloudiness this month that it is a treat to see the stars again…also the sun for the little time it is out these days.

In the south/southwest skies right now, are two incredibly bright planets.  I still remember some instruction I learned a long time ago….if it shines with a steady, unblinking light, it is a planet…stars really do "twinkle" like tiny lights flashing on and off.  

My curiosity was aroused; I had to find out what these two bright bodies are, so I went to the internet and found out that we are seeing Venus and Jupiter at this time.  Jupiter is the biggest one and it is so big and so bright!   Venus is often the "evening star" in the south or western sky but you do not always get such a good look at the other planets like Mars, Saturn and Jupiter.  I doubt that the outer planets would be that visible to the naked eye…Uranus Neptune, and Pluto are much too far away to see without a telescope I would think.  Sometimes  Mercury is visible to us but not as often (I think) as the other 4…Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn which seem to appear regularly during the year at different times.

I know I have read that the Star of Bethlehem could have been a rare planetary display of 2-3 planets which had aligned in  a special position— all at the same time.  I still believe, with the faith of a Believer, that God created that special star for the birth of His Son sent to Earth at just the right time in God’s plan.  But it is interesting to contemplate that God could also have aligned the planets in that special way at that special time.

Seeing the starry night sky tonight was a special thrill—-after so many starless, moonless, planet-less nights in November. 

LET’S TALK TURKEY

It is two days and counting down to Thanksgiving Day.  I am so ready for this holiday…well I am emotionally and mentally ready—-I have quite a long list of physical things I still have to do before 8 of us sit down around the old oak table on Thursday. 

Yesterday I really got into it by making over 5 dozen pieces of the traditional requirement in this house—-lefse.  I use Lucia Schroeder’s lefse contest winning recipe from Barnesville’s Potato Days in 2000…it is such a snap and it rolls like a dream for those lefse makers among readers.  Then I had abounding energy even after that long session with the griddle and the floury kitchen counter and I made over 5 dozen dinner rolls in the late afternoon. I have to add that I did not make all that lefse alone—my good friend Fran comes over and helps every year before Thanksgiving and again before Christmas.  Lefse making is definitely a two or three person enterprise…one to roll, one to fry, one to package the lefse after it cools.

But now let’s talk turkey.  Our turkey this year consists of one large turkey breast roast and a very fine looking roasting chicken, grown totally naturally.  We are a band of white meat lovers so most of the time having a turkey dinner means we are eating  turkey breast roast. But there are a few who enjoy a drumstick or a thigh, so therefore, the roasting chicken.  We will have a fine feast on Thursday, thanks to others bringing in some of the dinner—pies, a vegetable casserole, fresh fruit and veggies., sparkling grape juices. I also bought some sparkling blueberry juice at Trader Joe’s and I am eager to taste a new thing on Thursday. I will take care of the Hot Food—-the turkey and chicken, the gravy, dressing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, and a small bowl of Glorified Rice…I just have to have a taste of that marvelous "white food" with a few red cherries on top of the bowl.  After all , Mary Englebreit says that "Life is just a chair of bowlies" so why not have a  couple of marascinos on Thanksgiving Day? ( I love the small book by Suzanne Nelson and Janet Martin which is a warmly humorous look at Catholics and Lutherans, titled "They Glorified Mary, We Glorified Rice" )

I sent a friend a Thanksgiving card this week in anticipation of Thursday.  It was a Crabby Maxine card and the main message was that we are going to eat enough on Thursday to sink the Mayflower.  Then those who consume a lot of turkey(males) can go to the TV set’s offerings of football games and drift off into a tryptophan-grogged nap.  Turkey is the food highest in the natural substance, tryptophan, a definite sleep aid without having to get a prescription.

I have to pass on something from "Heartbeats"—a page in Mary Englebreit’s Home Companion magazine for Novermber:      "What we’re really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November, when no one diets.  I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?"  (Erma Bombeck, American humorist 1927-1996))    "There is one day when all we Americans go back to the old home….and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to. Thanksgivng Day is purely American."   (O. Henry, American writer 1862-1910)     "An optimist is a person who starts a new diet on Thanksgiving  Day"  (Irv Kupcinet, Chicago journalist 1912-2003)    "Then there was the lady who was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store, but couldn’t find one big enough for her family.  She asked a stock boy, ‘Do these turkeys get any bigger?’    ‘No, Ma’am’  the boy replied, ‘they’re dead.’  "  (Butterball Turkey Helpline)

When we sit down around our tables on Thursday with family and friends, there will be a lot of good food to eat.  But the best thing about those tables will be that the Love that surrounds the table is much more important than the food that is on it.

 

A HORNETS’ NEST….UNLEASHED

I listened to an interview on a local radio station this morning. It was with Reverend Rolf Preus of Mayville, North Dakota who unleashed a real Hornets’ Nest last week (November 17) with his letter to the editor in the FORUM.  Ever since that day,  enraged letter writers have written in, attacking Rev. Preus for a lot of things…even things he did not say. The topic of the Preus letter was daycare centers and he took a firm stand on the side of parents taking care of their own children when they are young , thus giving up the second job that most young parents insist they cannot live without.  I could identify with Preus’s view; I am forever grateful that as a young mother in the mid 1960′s all the way to 1980 when I took a job as a teacher/librarian, I stayed at home and was a full- time caregiver to my 3 sons and a full- time homemaker….a "career" I thought was highly honorable and worth everything I put into it.  This was not all that uncommon in that era of child rearing; there were many other families who did it this way…Mom taking charge of things in the home and Dad providing the income needed to maintain the family.

We had to do without a lot of things that young couples nowadays would not do without.  We lived in a very small, old farmhouse for almost a decade and before that we had lived in 2 rented homes and school apartments while my husband was a graduate student.  We had a very small income that did not allow us to buy new cars or other vehicles.  I did not buy many clothes for myself but got along on just what I needed; not working outside of the home, my needs for clothing were very minimal.  We clothed our children with reasonable sale clothing from Sears and Wards sale catalogs. My husband had a small wardrobe that his job required.  We did not "eat out" hardly ever; I cooked meals at home mostly "from scratch".  In the spring, summer and fall, I was a busy gardener raising vegetables and fruits that I could freeze or can for winter use, saving us a lot of money at the grocery store.  We lived on a farm and once during a year when we raised cattle for a brother, we even had a milk cow that kept us in cream and milk.  I was not all that happy with our small, old house… but we "made do" with two bedrooms for many years….the 3 boys in one and my husband and I in the other.  We had to make some closet space because that old house did not have ANY closets and our neighbors (from our parents’generation) explained why there were no closets:  people in the age the home was built had 2 sets of clothing….one for work and one for church.  No need for closets—just hooks on the walls here and there!  We lived this way for about 20 years and did not miss the luxuries we gave up in order for me to stay home with our children.  We were still able to take a summer vacation on one salary…they were simple and not expensive although I do remember traveling to Arizona and California once.  We lived simply and were very happy.  Our activities and recreation centered on our children and our parents and siblings and close friends….mostly we visited each other and shared meals or evening coffee times.  We did not go to movies or concerts that cost a bundle.  Our sons did not take part in any sports or activities other than what they got in school.

How times have changed, as Rev Preus’s letter pointed out.  Now, young parents or single parents (another huge cultural change that did not exist all that much in decades past) seem unable to function without two jobs necessitating a need for day care for the children they have.  If, as happened lately on more than one occasion, a daycare suddenly closes with no advance warning, the parents are in a panic and cannot go to their job.. it is a major crisis since most of this generation of young marrieds with children are "living on the edge"….they cannot miss a paycheck nor do they have savings stashed away. Many are slaves to credit card debt.  It is an entirely different way of life from a short time ago (two or three decades).  

Another factor that has changed in our culture is the notion that a woman MUST have a career other than being a stay-at-home mother or she feels like her life is pretty worthless. The idea that raising your own children is somehow demeaning and that you ought to be working outside of your home is a new idea that grew up in the decades of the later 60′s and on into , the present decades of the 2000′s.   The change of having many more single parents due to divorce or separatation or abandonment is another major cultural change from decades back.  I know full well that there are many single moms and even single dads raising children alone due to the factors I previously mentioned and these parents definitely NEED somebody else to  help with caring for children who are too young to go to school or young children who are already in school.  This is daycare necessity and reality for single parents.

I guess where I agree with Rev. Preus is the on the premise that many two-parent families with children are not satisfied to sacrifice or just "get by" on one salary because their "wants" have become their "needs".  The want for a huge home that many of them cannot afford, the want of new vehicles—usually multiple vehicles…..their want for expensive recreation (campers, boats, big vacations more than once a year at expensive resorts or tropical settings)  and their want to enroll their children in expensive lessons, sports teams other than school teams, and other expensive recreational "needs" for themselves and their children.  Easy credit at banks and the explosion of credit card use  made it easy for young parents to get themselves in far over their heads so they are spending more each month than they take in, even with two jobs.  The high cost of daycare is also a huge expense.  The need for clothing for their two careers and the want for clothing for their kids that is considered "cool" at school is terribly expensive.  Because both parents are working, both are often too tired out to cook an evening meal or  after-school or evening activities keep them from eating with their children at home—–going out to eat constantly with a 4-5-6- people in a family is a tremendous monthly expense even if you live on fast food.  Families get to spend very little time together as a family because the "wants" have taken over their lives.

The letter writers who blasted Rev. Preus have taken his opinions and thoughts very personally and are probably feeling guilty about letting day care providers raise their children.  This morning in the interview I heard with Preus, he said, as a pastor, he has had a great deal to do with people who are weighed down with guilt feelings, many of them related to the two-job family and the lack of being able to stay home with young children as the primary care givers to their own offspring. There is simply too much to handle for one or two people.    It is like getting into an impossible maze from which they cannot escape… (bills, bills, bills, endless bills).  

I do not in any way condemn anyone who needs daycare ; good daycare workers provide a lot of the needs of young children—–but they are NOT the parents and that bothers me, personally.   I am also disturbed by the "wants" versus "needs" in which so many younger parents are caught.   I would welcome opinions of readers who understand the dilemma that young families are in.  Would our culture be better with one parent staying at home to raise the young children, at least to school age?    Can the present generation of young parents ever make the sacrifices it takes to do this?   Rev Preus’s  letter, indeed, stirred up a Hornets’ Nest of conflicts, hurts, and deep- seated feelings in those who read his letter.

SAVING OUR WATER SUPPLIES

My post yesterday (Oh No, Not This Too) about waterless toilets led to some pretty interesting comments from some readers.  My blog was meant to be a bit humorous and satirical, but saving our water resources is not funny at all when we consider that we are extremely wasteful in using this God-given gift for hundreds and hundreds of years pretty thoughtlessly.

I grew up with parents who knew how to conserve water.  They had both grown up on farms in the mid-1900s to the mid 1930s when they struck out on their own and moved into town.  Both had known only outhouses for bathrooms;  pumping water by hand for drinking and other uses; collecting rain water to use for washing clothes; when it was Wash Day, the wash water was used over and over in an old fashioned wooden-tubbed washing machine run by foot power (pedaling) or small gas engines later.  The rinse tubs’ water was also used over and over.  And after it was all done, the wash water (pretty dirty by now) was used to scrub down things like shanties and milk house floors.  If anything was left by then, it was used to water the geraniums and pansies around the house in the summertime.  Nothing wasted at all!!!

When you compare my parents’ childhood use of water, today’s water usage is really careless.  I know teenagers who take hour long showers depleting the entire hot water supply for the whole household.   Lawn sprinklers run endlessly during the heat of the day to assure a green lawn.  Swimming pools and decorative lawn pools are filled with mega gallons of water from a city’s wells or other water supply.  Could we do without these accoutrements of modern lifestyle?  You bet we could!   If all cities  put a really high tax on water usage, lawn watering would cease; showers would be short and the shower-er would be just as clean as if an hour long one was taken; we could return to the old swimming holes and lakes to cool ourselves off in the hot summers….a whole lot of water would be saved.

Clothes washing could be a water saving situation also if water savers were required on all makes of washing machines.  There is nothing wrong with using laundry water over at least 3 times if you sort out your dirty clothes properly.  It was commonly done when wringer washers were the only  type of washing machine available.  People do not have to wash clothes every day—-we could go back to the old "wash day" and get it done with much water saved in the process.

But there would have to be laws passed (and enforced) if any of these things were to happen.  The modern generation knows no boundaries when it comes to using water for all the things they want to do with it.  They have never known a want of water.  We are probably more fortunate in our region than others in dry areas where droughts are common and water supplies come close to disappearing.  But just because we, or others, live in an area where we have a big supply of natural water from aquifers, rivers and lakes…does not mean we could not conserve a large amount of water every day. ( In the Depression Years of the 1930s a.k.a. known as the "Dirty Thirties", due to arid drought conditions in this area, the Red River dried up in the summer of 1936 and Fargo-Moorhead faced a serious water shortage.)

I am curious to see if any of the readers of this blog come up with ways and means to be good stewards of our water supplies.  The past blog’s information on the  Third World Waterless Toilet generated some good comments, and thinking up ways to save water might do the same for this blog on Sunday evening.

OH NO! NOT THIS TOO!!!

I read an alarming piece of news on Nobember 19…World Toilet Day.  On "News.Com" an article appeared that predicts the end of toilets as we know them—-toilets that will not flush or use water.  The opening paragraph of this article says this: "As the world celebrates World Toilet Day, sanitation experts have called for the end of the flushing dunny {I take that to be a toilet} to save water and provide fertilizer for crops".    It is the "providing fertilizer for crops" that gets to me the most.  I know, I know …I shouldn’t be squeamish about the obvious use of human……(you know) for fertilizer because something in the recesses of my brain says I have read about the use of human—–you know—in countries like China where crops are needed badly for the exploding population….they are the ones who have tiered the steep hillsides and made them fertile for crop-growing…so I should just relax and get rid of my extremely American/Western civilization hang-ups about this subject.  But why this is the area of the World  where the flu plagues of the world first develop?….what are we to make of spreading human fertilizer all over the place? We could be creating the Ultimate Killer Virus that will render any kind of toilets unneeded!

I would miss my flushing "dunny" a lot.  And what would happen if—-say cloth diapers came back into use and a law was passed, because we ran out of landfill space on the planet for disposable diapers, that you could no longer buy disposable diapers …..boom! there goes another industry down the rathole!!! (or toilet hole)     What would future mothers of the world do without a flushing toilet?   I would have been flummoxed if I had not had a flushing toilet when my first two sons were babies…..I NEEDED that toilet filled with water to do the initial cleanup after a very messy diaper came off the baby…messy from—you know.  Plumbers would have gone belly-up too  if they had not had the frequent business of undoing an accidentally flushed cloth diaper—often done by the offending toddler himself.  What would the Doctors do without the frequent accidents….the Doctor who sewed up my son’s chin  after he and his older cousin (who should have known better) played with a dirty diaper soaking in the toilet and swished it all over the bathroom walls and ceilings?  Then my 1 year old slipped in the "water" on the floor, and cut his chin wide open with a gaping cut that needed a Doctor’s stitching….plus paying for the Emergency Room visit.  Profits could be lost all over the place without the Flushing Dunny.

Another horror story emanates before my mind and other senses.  Would these "new toilets" without water not introduce the concept of the old Outhouse again…only this time it would be inside our homes?   I, for one, am not prepared to go back to using the pages of the Sears or Wards catalogs again.     And peach papers are only available in the summertime and I have not noticed any peach papers for years in the crates of peaches I have seen recently.    There is not enough room deodorizer available on world markets to deodorize the emanations that I remember in old Outhouses.  Oh sure, you say, the new waterless toilets would be engineered so there wouldn’t be any emanations coming from the New Toilet Room in people’s houses.  Tell me another one!   

  I have another distinctive sensory memory of chemicalized Loos that goes back to my first visit to the Renaissance Fair in the rural area close to the Twin Cities.  My first visit took place on the most humid, steamy, hotter- than- Hades, day I can ever remember.  In addition to enjoying the Medieval setting, the shows like Puke and Snot put on, the King’s Nuts and the Queen’s Apples and Spinach Pie and Turkey legs (do you get the drift that I wasted no time looking at booths where there was no food?)……….any way, in addition to all that….there came a time, shortly after watching the Jousters nearly kill each other before our very eyes…that I realized I should not have drunk one drop of any liquid because I had to visit the lineup of chemical toilets on the Renaissance Grounds.  I do not know how long these Chemical Toilets had been stewing in the heat and humidity…it smelt like about 10 days to me…..I had to walk in to one of them and "use the facility".   I could not keep my eyes open—-they were watering so badly from the overpowering ammonia fumes plus other unmentionable odors all mixed together with toilet chemicals designed, supposedly, to mask all these gases and fumes.  When I finally stumbled out (probably with my pants around my ankles) I could not see, taste, smell, or feel anything.  I was traumatized and did not eat another Kings Nut, Queen’s apple, or any more spinach pie or turkey legs.   I had to go lie on the humid moist grass that by now looked like cooked spinach from so many people trampling on the grounds of that place and try to recuperate from visiting the Chemical Toilet.  There was no fresh air at that place….all the air, laden with the chemical toilet smell mixed with roasting turkey legs, hot caramel, roasted nuts (belonging to the King) and the undesirable condition of most of the people’s bodies which had pretty much gone rotten in the heat and humidity.  I have never been in another place in my whole life that was so closed in by trees and humid air…there was no breeze and no dry air and no unscented breath to be breathed.  All my memories of that hot humid steamy day at the Renaissance Fair come back to haunt my fevered mind as I contemplate life without flushing toilets.

Maybe the Obama administration ( he will be our Dictator by the time this happens, and he will be in the WhiteHouse forever) will slap on a Toilet Tax like has already been suggested in Australia and we will be paying for every flush we make.   An Adelaide a toilet expert has said that a Toilet Tax would keep people from flushing their toilets as often, thereby saving a lot of water.  Just the thought of seldom flushed toilets sends me into another Renaissance Fair post traumatic syndrome tizzy.   The Australian professor of Water Management also says that people would take shorter showers (maybe they would only take one a month) and also encourage them to recycle washing machine water (not for drinking, I hope) and also hook up rainwater tanks to internal plumbing.  I think we used to call this a Cistern under the house and I remember cistern water too….we washed our hair in it years ago. The water was yellowish-brown but it was "soft" and the shampoo came out rather nicely after you got over looking at the color of the water.

The closing paragraph of this article says this:  "If you aren’t flushed with enthusiasm by a third-world toilet, Time magazine recently revealed the world’s most expensive toilet. The sophisticated lavatory from a Japanese {would’nt you know it would be Japanese?} manufacturer Toto, features a self- raising or closing toilet seat {it better be thermally sealed like a Space Capsule}….a seat warmer and ambient music to make relieving yourself as pleasant as possible."     Ye-gawds!  Music….the word "elevator music" will disappear from our vocabularies to be replaced by "Toilet Music"  !!   The closing paragraph goes on to inform us "Several of these features are already the mainstays of upper-class Japanese restaurants, while some of the top- range models can even check blood pressure, urine protein, weight and body fat."       

Everything I do NOT want to know about!  Count me out when it comes to buying and using one of these NEW third world toilets!!!   I am too old and too old fashioned to change my ways now.  I will just stop taking showers and baths…. til I get thrown out of my own home.

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