A Vintage Family Circle - What an Awesome Find!

I'm not typically a Family Circle magazine reader and I don't collect old magazines for a hobby. But this old find is so exciting for me. Here's the story behind it...

Recently I was looking back through some old pictures of me when I was a baby in an attempt to figure out if Rachel looks more like me or Stuart when we were babies. I ran across this picture of my Dad holding me.



It's a sweet picture and I've seen it hundreds of times before and never paid much attention to it. However, this time I took a moment to look at it more closely and think about what life might have been like for my parents at that time. They were living in an apartment in Baton Rouge at the time I was born. Mom had been an English teacher but quit when I was born. Dad was working as an accountant.

I was born at the end of September 1970 and it's fun to look at the decor at that time. I actually remember that gold couch. I used to like sitting on it because it was sort of a soft velveety fabric. The black pattern was a different texture than the soft gold fabric I used to like to sit there and run my finger around the black swirls and feel the different textures side-by-side.

I think my parents still have that giant coffee table although it looks much different now. It is very sturdy and big. I haven't taken a close look at it since I was little but I seem to recall sitting under it and looking at some iron swirly pieces between the legs. I'll have to take a closer look at that next time I go home to visit.

I believe that the leopard painting is still at their house but I can't recall seeing it last time I was there. I can't imagine it is gone though. I think my parents have several paintings by this artist. Mom had told me something about the the lady that painted them but I can't recall now. Maybe she was just a friend of Mom's. I'll have to ask next time I talk to her.

I can't remember my parents ever having a rotary dial phone but that was obviously all there was at the time. The first time I recall phones in their house was when I was old enough to be on the phone all the time. I got to pick out my own Trimline phone and I picked a sweet pastel blue one.

The drama masks and zodiac on the wall. What can I say? It was 1970.

Then I took a look at the things on the coffee table. What had they been doing or reading earlier that day? Of course there is a baby bottle. The giant textbook sized book is most likely Dad's. There is a Family Circle magazine and a TV Guide. I knew TV Guide has been around forever but I've never had much interest in reading that.

I didn't know Family Circle was around back then. The thought of my mom reading a magazine like that to learn new parenting ideas and new recipes for our family was neat because I do that now for my family, just with different magazines. I tried to zoom in and get a closer look at the magazine to see what that month's issue covered but I couldn't tell.



However, a few searches on the internet and I found a magazine on ebay that looked remarkably like the one on my parents' coffee table. It's dated November 1970 so I was sure this was the same magazine.



A single bid later and I became the proud owner of a copy of the magazine on my parents' coffee table when I was a newborn. It may sound silly but for a sentimental sap like me this magazine is really special. I've enjoyed looking through it, especially at the ads for products that aren't around anymore. It's also fun to look at the prices of products that are still around today. How different things were back then.

Up!

We didn't have any plans today. I know, it sounds crazy. No summer camp, no playdates with friends, no excursions around town. Somehow we had nothing to do. So Nicholas, Rachel, and I decided to go to a movie. I had planned to go to the free movie at Rave. It was a cute movie we haven't seen before, Tale of Depereaux, or something like that. But I had to run an errand on the way there and thanks to some really nice people who talked way more than they needed to, we didn't make it to the 10:00 movie until 10:15. Since it's a free movie you really have to get there early to get a seat so we just kept driving as we passed it by.

We headed to Studio Movie Grill because they have a summer movie special too and there movie doesn't start until 11:00. I knew they were showing "Happy Feet" for the movie special this week which we've seen a squillion times so I wasn't too excited about it but I had gotten Nicholas all excited about going to a movie so what was I going to do? We got there in plenty of time and made it up to the ticket counter. Although I was planning on spending just $3.00 for all to get in to, I realized that the new movie "Up" was showing at 11:00 too and ended up paying full price for tickets for that movie instead. Fortunately it was matinee pricing so it only cost me $10.

Since the movie was showing at Studio Movie Grill, it seemed only right that we take advantage of the wonderful opportunity to eat a meal during the movie so Nicholas and I both ordered lunch. That was a whopping $20 bucks! So my plans for seeing a free movie with perhaps a simple purchase of a bucket of popcorn had now turned into a $30 outing. But look how happy Nicholas was...



Although she is getting too big for it, I brought Rachel into the theater in her car carrier so that she would be able to lie down and hopefully fall asleep since she still likes her morning naps. She happily munched on some of her beloved puffs for a while, used her toys to play with my camera strap, but she wouldn't nap.



So I took her out and let her sit on my lap. She seemed to enjoy watching the movie at times - between the other times when she was grabbing my glasses off my face, reaching over and grabbing Nicholas' shirt, or pulling my plate over to her and my straw out of my drink. She is a rambuncious little thing! Eventually she decided she had seen and done all that she needed to do and she fell asleep in my arms. Awww!

(Photos courtesy of a nice stranger and Nicholas)



He Never Sleeps

Nicholas insists that he never sleeps. He says he just lays in bed and rests but he has so much energy that he has no need for sleep. I have proof otherwise.





Ahhhh, there's peace and quiet in the house.....

...Because You Are Older

We were doing our usual driving around running errands today, just Nicholas, Rachel, and me. For some reason, Nicholas asked why Daddy always drives when he is with us. I explained that he is the Daddy and he just feels like the Daddy should drive his family around (or maybe he just doesn't like Mommy's driving!). Then my sweet little Nicholas said, "But you should drive because you are older."

Batter Blaster - what??!



Ok, I admit it. I'm a sucker for new products. If I see a new flavor of Doritos, I must try it. A new flavor of Blue Bell - it's in the cart. So when I happened to see this odd product in the refriderated section of my local grocery store, I just couldn't resist buying it. It's called Batter Blaster and it's pancake batter in a whipped topping style squirt can! Crazy, huh?! And it's even organic - not that I have really been concerned about whether our pancake batter is organic or not. But in case I was ever worried about it then this product would relieve my fears.

However, Stuart (aka the king of pancakes) had his own fears when I asked him to use the Batter Blaster instead of his usual pancake batter this morning for our ritual of weekend morning pancakes. But, being the good sport that he is, he gave it a shot!



It was quite interesting. The batter shoots out of the can just like whipped topping but quickly oozes into regular pancake circles. They were a little thicker than our usual pancakes and the texture was a bit chewy. But the biggest problem we had with them is that they cooked phenomenally fast. By the time the edges of the pancakes were just barely starting to look cooked and those little bubbles appeared, well, by then it was too late and the pancake was burned on one side. We liked the idea of the Batter Blaster but never could figure out that microscopic window of time that we had to flip the pancakes where they weren't undercooked and drippy or overcooked and burnt.