Lol, I keep telling my kids (all grown) that we have to live and do the best we can in the era we grew up. They did not have the challenges that I did as a kid, but they have their own challenges and rewards. Carpe diem, kids.

Van Engelen isn't affiliated with Brecks. You must be thinking of Scheepers, which is owned by the same company as Van Engelen. Anyway, they don't sell any lilies or any other bulbs in the spring, only fall. Elleni, I ordered bulbs a few years ago from Brecks, Brent and Beckys, Blooming Bulb and Bluestone Perennials. The bulbs from Brecks were far better than the ones I got from any of the other sellers that year. All of those other sellers have good reviews at Garden Watchdog, two of them pretty much rave reviews. But the two with the rave reviews sent the sorriest bulbs of all. GW can be very helpful in deciding where to order but it's not infallible.

Well bossjim, the "yes dear" is kinda like agreeing to use MS software precisely as MS suggests you use it.........so being basically an anti-MS person, I have managed to develop alternative methods to using their mind-numbing software, by using a MAC! So....Wife 1.0, now has alternative methods of operation, which, while limited, provide for some degree of flexibility, and use of grey matter. These days though, the functionality of grey matter, has declined, therefore I have misgivings about winning the battle, in the long run. (smile)

Oh yes Alexa and going even earlier than that, I remember when there was no TV so we listed to radio programs such as Ozzie & Harriet, Mr. & Mrs. North, Lux Theater, The Edgar Bergen show with Charlie McCarthy, Amos and Andy. We read books and comic such as Archie, Little Lulu, Donald Duck and played cards, jacks, pick-up sticks, Snakes and Ladders, Monopoly, hopscotch, skipped rope, and roller skated on heavy metal skates that you clamped onto your heaviest shoes using a tightening key on a cord that you hung around your neck, until you needed to tighten them again. Balloons had just been invented or reinvented after the war. Records were 78 rpm until the Long plays LPs and the 45s came out. We could play outside all day until we heard our moms standing on the back porch calling our name for us to come in. Girls all wore dresses to school and wearing trousers or slacks (as they were called) to school was forbidden except when there was deep snow. We wore gumboots over our shoes when it rained. When we picked up the phone, an operator said...'Number please', and the phone cord was black and not spring coiled. People who came to the door: the milkman, the egg man, the newspaper boy, the grocer bringing the groceries, the boy from the meat market, the laundry service with dad's white work shirts, the Watkins man, the bread man. There were no supermarkets. We fought over who could read the Sunday comics first when the weekend newspapers arrived on the front porch. And we walked miles to high school carried a load of books and an umbrella, usually open. I guess I'm going farther back in time to when most here were not yet born lol! SharonCb