>Keeping the family happy

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Happy and frugal – these two don’t always go together. We’re pinching pennies these days. Luckily, we’ve discovered thrift shopping.

Amigo and La Petite and I were visiting relatives recently, and decided to check out the thrifting opportunities in their town. Amigo needed a polo shirt or two for his forensics meets, so that was our main goal. Amigo, of course, had his own idea: a bean bag chair.
First stop, their local Goodwill store. La Petite guided Amigo to the furniture department while I poked through the shirts in Amigo’s size. My teen, search through his own shirts? Oh, no, he had priorities. But I found two in blue patterns that worked for him, and we checked out. The next store on our list had a note on it. Sister-in-law had noted that this place had lots of clothes. I put La Petite and her smartphone in charge of navigating through town. Our journey ended in a strip mall with the thrift store and a Sears Outlet on the other end. Amigo teased me about trying on a pair of shoes on the way to the men’s shirt racks – heck, I didn’t know he’d be there before I was because they had no furniture, much less bean bag chairs in stock! I picked out two more – orange this time to go with his school colors, orange and black.
The Sears location was mainly an appliance outlet, and they didn’t have coffee grinders. Yes, dear readers, my coffee grinder bit the dust last week, and I was sad. Very sad. I did find a vacuum-sealer for preserving my garden produce next summer. It’s out of season, and that’s fine with me! I can store it until it’s time to pick and freeze the vegetables.
Keeping me happy: 4 polo shirts at an average of $1.50 each and an inexpensive tool for preserving the garden yield.
Keeping La Petite happy: chief navigator status. She’s good at this, with or without GPS. Need directions? Ask her.
Keeping Amigo happy: listening to store announcements in Spanish followed by English, testing his memory from high school Spanish classes. He has excellent hearing and a knack for languages and accents.
Keeping all three of us happy: time bonding together.
And the happiest fun? Playing with their baby cousin and the cats when we got to our home away from home. Yes, it was priceless.
I wrote this post (after returning from our visit and thrifting trip) while participating in Social Moms blogging program, this time in cooperation with Farm Rich. It is not a paid post, but I could qualify for a Target gift card worth $25. To find out how you can participate, click here.

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>What next? What’s next? Good day- Bad day

>It’s in the same family as the glass half full vs. the glass half empty. If I have a Bad Day, it’s often the kind of day with one piece of bad news after another falling my way and my coping skills failing. That’s the kind of day I ask, “Oh, no. What next?!” It’s the kind of feeling that has me wanting to curl up in a fetal position under a blanket and hide.

If I’m feeling decent, feeling like I can face at least a small part of the world, I’m more likely to ask, “Okay, I handled that. Now what’s next?”
Wisconsin workers are asking both questions. New Jersey teachers are joining the fray by asking their own governor to respect their workloads. Instead of a sit-in or protest rally, they brought their work out in public. They carried their schoolbags to the local mall and graded papers and wrote lesson plans, creating a new way to publicize teaching: the Grade-In. By creating a useful and productive way to show their work, they asked, “What’s next?”
Publicizing the importance of a job is one way to remind lawmakers that the work matters. I prepared a letter to the editor of our local paper reminding readers (and I hope, my lawmakers) that the union-busting could cost us federal grant money that would eliminate our local bus service. Did anyone in the State Senate or State Assembly realize this? Were they and the governor simply ignorant of the connection, or were they truly uncaring? My representative in the Assembly introduced an amendment that would have exempted transit systems from the law, allowing bus service to continue. In the partisan way, the Republican majority voted down every single amendment to the bill, including this one.
Amigo doesn’t drive. To get to work or to enroll in higher education, he will need the Transit System in our area. He is not alone; many people without cars or without the ability to drive need the buses to get them everywhere they need to go. Amigo’s reason? He’s blind.
I can’t be in Madison to protest because of my health. I can, however, write letters to my lawmakers and to the newspapers. One newspaper already contacted me for more information; now what’s next?! Get on board the bus and save public transit!

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