“Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life at this moment, are precisely the ones you need in your life at this moment. There is a hidden meaning behind all events, and this hidden meaning is serving your own evolution.” Deepak Chopra
I’m totally guilty of it. Over buying. I feel that the perpetual buying wheel that many of us are on is best said in an episode of Family Guy, “Ooo! Piece of candy…. Ooo! Piece of candy…. Ooo! Piece of candy….”
It’s hard not to want to buy something that promises to make you look, smell or feel better.
Going through my bathroom products today I decided to make a vow and work through all of my lotions, makeup, hair products until they are used up. It may sound dumb or simple, but how many of us move on to that next piece of “candy” before we finish the last? I should know better. The companies with their mind manipulating airbrushed tricks, but I still fall for it most of the time. Stupid companies and your stupid marketing ploys with your bright and shiny catchy ads, hypnotizing me and making me feel bad again, and just maybe if I buy that I’ll be “better”. I’ve decided to get off the shopping wheel of “I wants” today.
So here in the proverbial pen and ink I am making a promise to stop buying junk. Many of our great grandparents were lucky if they had two shirts or even two pair of shoes. Why is this gluttony and excess needed? Yes options are nice, yes there is still a slight chance that the zombie apocalypse might happen so in that case hoarding everything would be a good idea.
But as of now I’m going to use up the extra eyeliners, lip glosses and lotions: no candles, or apps or movies or music: no extra perfumes or hats or decorating items for the home. I don’t need new anything! I’m luckier and have more than so many people in the world. Let’s go on a shopping diet for 30 days and see how it goes? Necessities are fine (hello! food anyone? toilet paper!) but anything short of the basics, is now officially out the window for me. Until then I’ll just work on my cardio and my escape plan on that slight chance the odds are against us and the zombies are out there.
It’s been said before I know, but I’m going to work on creating or growing on the inside instead of buying things that I think will make me better on the outside.
Some facts about the 1500’s
Where did “Piss Poor” come from?
They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot. And then once it was full it was taken and sold to the tannery. I f you had to do this to survive you were “Piss Poor”. Worse than that, were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot. They “didn’t have a pot to piss in” and were the lowest of the low. The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be.
Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May. They still smelled pretty good by June. However, since they were starting to smell, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water. Then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water!”
Houses had thatched roofs, thick straw, piled high with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying, “It’s raining cats and dogs.”
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.”
The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery . In the winter when wet, they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables a nd did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.”
Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom; “holding a wake.”
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, put it through the coffin, up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, “saved by the bell” or was “considered a dead ringer.”
And that’s the truth. Now, whoever said history was boring!