I'm not that old...am I?

Let's see, I remember hula hoops, the Kennedy assassination - both of them, Marilyn Munroe's suicide ( my mother just kept saying something about 'that poor girl') and the day the music died. I guess that makes me old. But I'm still into keeping up with technology and like to do things like break podcasting and blogging (private joke among us old folks - once we start doing something, it's broken as far as our kids are concerned).

When I went to school girls wore dresses and skirts. If it got really cold, I'm talking -25 Fahrenheit, skin freezing in 5 minutes cold, we were allowed to put pants on under the skirt but had to remove them once we got to school. Otherwise, ya toughed it out with really uncomfortably tights. Heavy wool tights with a crotch that you could never pull up more than just above your knees so you walked like a penguin. Now add a wool scarf wrapped around your face so you have to breathe through it (or your lungs will freeze....yeah, right) and by the time you've waddled a block the outside of the scarf is coated in ice and the inside is so soggy from your breath your cheeks get chapped almost raw from rubbing against wet, cold wool. Ah, the good old days.


It wasn't until High School that the dress code lightened up enough to allow us to wear pants - but only pant suits or dress slacks and shirts/sweaters were not to be tucked in...Seriously. Then again, this was a Catholic High School - but not a private school, Alberta had a dual school system that divided the population into non-Catholics and Catholics. Depending on what the predominant religion was in the community, that would be the "Public" School system. The other would be the "Separate" School system. So, we were a little more conservative than our Public school friends but we did get extra holidays whenever a Holy Day of Obligation rolled around Yeah, we did have to go to Mass but after that...