Last night my subconscious, while I was sleeping, revealed to me the reason all those skiers, jet-skiers, motor-boaters and surfers are so amped up all the time. It's because of the Sea Meth.
Yes, it's a naturally occurring methamphetamine found in saltine sea water, which enters the body through the nasal passages every time you fall in and get a snortful.
In my dream, I was handed a pamphlet while at the beach with the words SEA METH emblazoned on the front in shiny red letters, warning of the hazards of inhaling too much salt water while partaking of aquatic diversions at the seashore.
So I had to tell everybody. Some folk might want to rush right down there and dive in, but some might want to sell their snorkels and swim fins on eBay and take up a less drug-laced form of recreation.
This public service announcement has been brought to you by the Dream State of Miss Pink Ponsonby.
In a Nutshell...
- Miss Pink Ponsonby
- Find yourself a cup of tea;
the teapot is behind you.
Now tell me about hundreds of things.
~Saki
Mission Statement
There is an old saying: there are no ugly babies and no ugly quilts. I'd like to add to that falsehood by saying I think there are no ugly china patterns, teapots, aprons or vintage fabrics. I love all those old things, even when they are less than palatable to the 'modern' eye.
We seem to put such a priority on teaching our girl children to be competitive, strong, and really good soccer players. I think this is wonderful, but I wish we spent just as much time passing down the things of our Mother's and Grandmothers: Needlework, Baking, the feeling of satisfaction from something as simple as seeing a line of sheets hanging taut on the clothesline, snapping in the breeze, and the joy of creating something--anything--from scratch.
In this new world we have tossed off anything we wore last season, drove last year, or sat on for the last 4 years. Everything has to be new and more expensive than the one before.
Along with all this greedy desire to consume and to always have what's new and in fashion, we seem to have tossed out those old things like Manners, Femininity and Housewifely Pursuits. Sew on a button or just throw the shirt away? Mend a torn hem or just toss out the skirt?
Miss Pink Ponsonby shakes her head at all this shallow consumption, dons her apron, tidies her doilies and serves tea in vintage cups with homemade goodies on antique plates.
Rhino Rollover
We seem to put such a priority on teaching our girl children to be competitive, strong, and really good soccer players. I think this is wonderful, but I wish we spent just as much time passing down the things of our Mother's and Grandmothers: Needlework, Baking, the feeling of satisfaction from something as simple as seeing a line of sheets hanging taut on the clothesline, snapping in the breeze, and the joy of creating something--anything--from scratch.
In this new world we have tossed off anything we wore last season, drove last year, or sat on for the last 4 years. Everything has to be new and more expensive than the one before.
Along with all this greedy desire to consume and to always have what's new and in fashion, we seem to have tossed out those old things like Manners, Femininity and Housewifely Pursuits. Sew on a button or just throw the shirt away? Mend a torn hem or just toss out the skirt?
Miss Pink Ponsonby shakes her head at all this shallow consumption, dons her apron, tidies her doilies and serves tea in vintage cups with homemade goodies on antique plates.
2 comments:
We're back....and I've missed Miss Pink.
But I'm so glad I didn't miss your public service announcement....whew!!!
;-)
Queen Q
That's a great service announcement. Your dreamworld is nuts. But you should consider marketing it.
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