I love to force others to join in on some of the peculiar practices of the fifties.
I'm not sure when young people started hanging these hideous things from their rearview mirrors, but I'm sure it was happening in the fifties. And since we were in Vegas, it just seemed like we should buy a set and decorate the car for a drive down the strip. So... they were a little annoying and didn't last too long on the mirror. Thinking about re-gifting these to a lucky person!
I've been searching for a 1957 car to celebrate.
I'm not sure how to figure out the exact year, but this could be from my birth year. Plus I'm standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona...with a flatbed Ford!
Gloves & Gospel Brunch
I don't think you see too many white gloves in church... or brunch anymore. But you did in the fifties.
Heidi, Chali and I made quite the statement when we posed in ours on Easter morning! We had just finished enjoying Gospel Brunch at Stubb's BBQ when we did this photo op, outside. You will notice we are only showing one hand each. It's not like I just have tons of pairs of these! And no, we did not wear them while eating barbecue.
Having a potluck is very American Fifties. But this gathering on Good Friday was with some of my favorite International friends. Margit, holding the bottle of "Pecscetes Barack Palinka" (Hungarian apricot brandy) told us how this special drink has been a part of many Hungarian celebrations!
But the best part of the evening was gathering with bowls of Hungarian fish soup and other yummy foods... and sharing memories of our childhood Easters, in Hungary, Germany, Argentina, Ireland, UK and the US! So many different Easter traditions, back in the fifties and sixties!
Hooping on the Dock
Hula hoops have been around since the 1950's for sure. But my childhood hoops were not this fancy.
My daughter Heidi, made these nifty hoops and they are weighted and sized for her height. Let's just say that's why she was better than me. I was at least glad to know it was like riding a bike... you don't forget how!
For a little birthday surprise, my son Scott arranged an evening of 9-pin bowling in Blanco, TX.
There are only a handful of these old bowling alleys in the States and I believe they are all in small Texas towns of German heritage. Because they use only 9 pins, a pinsetter has to be hired ahead of time. If you look very carefully, you can see Kevin our 12 year old pinsetter, perched and ready to the left of the bowling pins. He reset our pins and placed our balls on the wooden track to shoot them back to us. This alley in Blanco has been open since the 1940's, so this was a celebration of the 50's and 40's!!
Picnic at the Lake
I do a lot of picnics, so that's nothing new. But for my birthday weekend, my family joined in on a lake picnic that included some of the old picnic goodies from the '50's.
...the old tartan cooler and pelican thermos...straw picnic baskets and a retro plaid picnic basket, which was a gift from my daughter.
We played '50's music...on the I-pod and did a little hula hooping on the dock. We played some Frisbee...which was invented in the '50's.
And best of all we sat on a breezy April afternoon and pigged out on chicken salad with grapes and cashews... and talked and laughed...
I AM 57!!
This isn't exactly a landmark birthday. But, I'm determined to make it a special one, by calling it my BYB...Birth-Year-Birthday! I'm glad I was born in 1957, in the middle of the century... not too old or too young, to enjoy!
On April 9, 1957 I was too young to go to the soda fountain for a malt or banana split, so I decided that's what I'd do on the day I turned 57. This butterscotch malt was a great way to start a year of mini celebrations, honoring the 1950's!
57 Celebrations of the Fifties!
April 9, 2014
I don't remember the 1950's, since they ended when I was 2. But since I turned 57 today and this is my BYB (Birth Year Birthday) I'm going to just appreciate the flavor of 1957! My goal is to celebrate in at least 57 simple ways throughout the year! I will dabble in the fashion, the foods, the music and the culture of those times...just for the fun of it!