Thursday, August 2, 2012

Memory Lane, Anyone?

Anybody out there remember what this is called?
Record player courtesy of Gramma
Yes, it's a record player and photographic proof that we had music before the iPod!  I miss records...go ahead, call me crazy!  Michael Jackson sounded sooo good on my Dad's old turntable.  Of course, that was before he got weird.  Michael Jackson, I mean, not my Dad.  There's something soothing and methodical about the whole process of putting on a record...kind of like I imagine high tea is for the British.  Go ahead and snicker...I'll wait while you catch your breath.

The records are the same record story books I listened to as a kid back when television was black and white and we had to wash our clothes in the stream out back.  Yes, these are questions my own children have asked me, the little twerps!

Know what these are?
The Diva and Captain Studly..getting along

Happy Thursday, y'all!


  1. my son once asked me if I grew up with Santa Claus, so I feel your pain.

  2. All of these "like if you remember this" stuff on Facebook is making me feel ancient! And I do know what that is, and I did used to listen to records of movie musicals and sing and dance with them. My sisters and I would use candle sticks for microphones and put pillowcases on our heads in order to be nuns from the "The Sound of Music."

  3. Isn't it great when they actually get along? Be glad you have pictorial evidence!

    I have a turntable and we still play records at our house. My kids found a stack of 45s years ago and asked me where I got all the CDs.

    When I wanted to slap them back a century was when my oldest started telling me, "Be careful now. You're gonna break a hip."