I remember a few years back I read where someone predicted the 25% of all shopping would be done over the internet. I did not believe it. Now a years later, I am tending to believe it, but I believe the internet shoppers will be mostly by men. I can’t see a woman buying something without trying it on. Also there is the return issue, it is a little more of a hassle to return mail order stuff.

(Speaking of mail order, here I am with my new baby, S'gar, this proof came by mail.)

I thought of that when I was afraid one of the shades, I had ordered didn’t seem to work. It was my mistake I had the wrong remote control. BUT I was picturing packaging it up to ship back. Fortunately I did not have to. They all work. I don’t think I have been disappointed in anything I ordered from the internet. The price is usually good also.

I think how, early in our nation’s history, a lot of commerce was mail order. Shoot, even brides. You may remember specific things ordered and delivered. Shirl has mom’s washing machine. Dad ordered it from Sears and Roebuck. Mama told us how they waited patiently for the mail man to bring it. She was so proud of it. Do you have any idea what her ‘washing machine’ looks like? (Cyrus Dodge was the inventor of the original product, called a 'funnel-on-a-stick' or a 'cone-on-a-stick,' which was a hand operated unit. In 1907) You could have fooled me. It looks like a toilet bowl plunger, or much like a metal funnel on the end of a stick. Mama was so proud of it. While the clothes boiled in the black wash pot, she used it like she was churning butter. Up and down, Up and down. She agitated the clothes much like some electric machines do today. (I searched the web for a pic. of the machine but only found the name and inventor (so I drew the picture as well as I remember):

I did not see the mail man deliver that, but I did see him deliver the first box of baby chicks for mama’s chicken lot. They were beautiful little yellow chicks. Dad had a 30watt bulb in a chicken crate. When put in the crate they headed for the light. I have a title for a kid’s story but I have never put it on paper, it is called, ‘My Mama was a Lightbulb’.


So I must have that mail order fever, except all I have to do is point and click. IN the mornings, Sherry collects the printed receipts off the kitchen table and deducts them from our account. She SELDOM fusses! LOL
Thanks for coming this way again,
Nite Shipslog
PS:
The second grader came home from school and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, guess what? We learned how to make babies today."

Sherry, more than a little surprised, tried to keep her cool "That's interesting," she said, "how do you make babies?"

"It's simple," replied Sherece. "You just change 'y' to 'i' and add 'es'."