* It's a bit late for resolutions, but for those who want to lose weight, have I got the plan for you! Actually, Good Housekeeping (Aug 1956) has the plan.

The shower and tub exercise plan is illustrated with artfully blurred photos of a brunette - cause you're supposed to be naked when you do the activities. Like lying on the bathmat with your legs in the air swinging your arms. It's the rare bathmat that looks inviting enough to lie down on.

But the diet! Whoa nelly!
The article says all meals have the same amount of calories, but it doesn't specify a number - it must be quite a number.

Day One:

Oh yeah, 2 slices crisp bacon for breakfast! Sherbert and cookies for a snack! Meatloaf, broccoli and carrots, and angel food cake for dinner!

Day Two:

Breakfast- fruit and cereal and egg and toast! Lunch - american cheese and 1 slice crisp bacon! Dinner- uh, liver and onions? PASS.

Day Three:

Sausage and egg for breakfast, 1 1/2 slices crisp bacon for lunch, corned beef for dinner! I think maybe this is the Bacon Diet. But what's with buttermilk being equal to skim milk to drink?

Day Four:

Sadly, a day without bacon - and dates for breakfast. But a baked potato with butter for dinner and a sandwich for a snack sounds good to me.

Day Five:

Day 2 without bacon, and bouillon-on-the-rocks. I would have lost alot of weight back then, because cold condensed bouillon is slightly higher than lima beans when it comes to unappetizing food. But hey, 2 biscuits for breakfast and 2 biscuits for dinner!

Day Six:

Woo hoo - French toast with syrup and 2 slices crisp bacon for breakfast! Steak, carrots and beets for dinner with custard for dessert! But sorry, 1 cup of milk and 1 cracker does not a snack make. And all the bouillon I want would be zero, nil, none, no siree.

Day Seven:

Let's end the diet week on a happy note :) Breakfast is 2 pancakes with syrup, and our dearly beloved bacon! Snacks are ice cream soda and 1 vanilla wafer. Dinner is barbecued chicken with corn on the cob! Supper is - wait, hold the tongue, just give me the chicken please. And I like asparagus, no problem there.

That brings the weekly crisp bacon total to 7 1/2 slices! Six days call for fresh fruit, five days include an egg, 9 1/2 slices of bread total (10 1/2 if you count the melba toast), and black coffee or tea every day.

Taking Control

* It'll take at least a year to get in to see a therapist, since it needs to be free, so I got a book from the library in the meantime. And the Depression chapter suggests that you add more activities that give you a sense of mastery. 
Therefore, blog time!

* It's 4 days until Halloween and I haven't done a thing except buy 2 magazines and some coasters. I used to love Halloween, love to decorate and dress up, love to talk about it. I still think it's pretty, but I've only been to Target once. This year I just don't care - actually, the past few years, each year I've cared less and less.
Haven't been scanning any book covers either. It all seems pointless, just clutter.

I'm off to watch Supernatural.

It's feast or famine when it comes to paperbacks. In the past month I've acquired a lovely bunch of books - Ellery Queen, Agatha Christie, Erle Stanley Gardner - with titles like "Home Sweet Homicide" and "While Murder Waits."
Keep checking my Flickr for fabulous painted covers!

* Panic stations! 
Due to Flickr's recent change, people are talking about leaving. One of my favourite contacts has already quit, and erased all of his photos. 
I am frantically going through my Favourite photos and saving the ones I want to keep forever (especially embroidery patterns).
People are moving to ipernity, which looks exactly like Flickr used to.

If you have a Flickr account, best be making back-ups.

okay, okay ...

* My new "having a bad day" video:



the poom kills me.

for the ladies

* More fun ads, this time for the ladies:

From Weekend Picture Magazine, December 1952

No price, not tons of words, just a picture that says "when a fella stares at the back of your head, you won't lose your cool."

From Screen Stories, October 1966

 The most demure Frederick's ad I have EVER seen.

From Teen magazine, August 1977

Taken from Teen magazine, which was aimed at "preteen and early teenage girls, 10 to 15."
Selling a shirt with "Caress" written in large letters on the boob to 10-year-olds. And here I thought Victoria's Secret and Juicy were responsible for putting words in inappropriate places on growing girls' bodies.

* Later gator.