Isn't it amazing how many companies vie for your attention through giveaway refrigerator magnets? Corporate America seems to understand that once a doodad ends up on your refrigerator, IT WILL NEVER LEAVE!!!
I spent 10 months (2009-2010) in Eastern Europe, where refrigerator magnets are starting to make their debut. This hand painted Ladybug Magnet came from a kiosk in Ramstore Mall (Skopje, Macedonia). It cost 100 denars, which is about $2.25.
This small item, albeit cute, is an alarming sign, for refrigerator magnets are one of the first indicators of an emerging consumerist society.
On the other hand, European refrigerators are small, so, perhaps, all is not lost.
There is an unhappy story connected with this postcard.
In the early 1990's, we were driving back from visiting family in Iowa. I saw the sign for the windmill and wanted to stop. While my husband griped the entire time, we spent about an hour or so in Elk Horn.
Our plan was to take a southern route so that we could stay overnight in Wheeling, West Virginia, and go to the dog track and look at some glass blowing companies.
Because of this side trip, we missed the first few races, where I missed placing a bet (superfecta), using my favorite numbers.
The numbers came in and paid $10,000.
Okay, perhaps I shouldn't be betting on the dogs, and this was my just punishment. Or, perhaps, by our delay, we missed being in a car crash. There are a lot of ways to look at this missed "opportunity."
Life goes on, and, all these years, I have saved this card.
This is my first post, so I will consider this my home page.
I am in the process of cleaning off my refrigerator, so in the next few weeks you will be seeing a lot of refrigerator magnets and other items that one would expect to find on the refrigerator, where stuff seems to live on forever.
Why clean off the fridge now? Who in the world ever cleans off their refrig?
Well, I have a good reason: yesterday, I was sure that the fridge had died--it made a funny clunking sound and then went silent. In anticipation of having to replace the old girl, I grabbed everything off the surface. Of course, once everything had been removed, she roared back to life.
I was left with a surprising amount of stuff, some of it important, some frivolous, some funny, but most of it outdated: old doctor and hair appointments--even a reminder for a mammogram, long since accomplished. Date: 2002. I don't even go to that doctor anymore.
I believe that this old Baltimore Orioles schedule is the oldest item found on my refrigerator, although certainly not the oldest item in my house. I still have stuff from my first marriage, which ended over 30 years ago.
The Oriole schedules will go back up because they pass the useful test--the ability to stick new stuff on the refrigerator. Besides, my hubby would take great umbrage if I threw away anything having to do with The Orioles.
I'll discuss the "inside" fridge graveyard at some other time--I have been known to grow some interesting specimens, but I'm getting better at keeping the ugly stuff at bay.
There will not be much text on this blog--the images will be able, for the most part, speak for themselves.