tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12848087.post116001426377187502..comments2023-05-25T02:34:20.518-07:00Comments on Mom's the Word!: Writing Wednesday #2 - Of lunches past...Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13752639379860208678noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12848087.post-1160532979150083022006-10-10T19:16:00.000-07:002006-10-10T19:16:00.000-07:00This was such an awesome post girl! It made me cry...This was such an awesome post girl! It made me cry. I know lame. But I was so poor growing up too. I know all too well how embarrassing it is to have to go get free lunch tickets. I also know what it is like not to have any friends because you don't have the coolest clothes. I think that is why I am obsessed with dressing my kids in style. <BR/>My mom always put a napkin in my packed lunches too. She wasn't adorable like your mom though. I never got twinkies or chips either. We couldn't afford plastic bags, so my mom would wrap everything in plastic wrap. Also I would always take my lunch in a grocery store. <BR/>This makes me so sad remembering lol. We could have been BFF's in school girl!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12848087.post-1160445566795883722006-10-09T18:59:00.000-07:002006-10-09T18:59:00.000-07:00I think I felt even worse because I had the "stuff...I think I felt even worse because I had the "stuff" to fit in.. but when I was younger I didn't just because of me. Which just sucks.<BR/><BR/>But I've always hated wonder bread - that stuff turns to glue on your teeth!<BR/><BR/>I would have hung with you!hollibobollihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09620733762809711175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12848087.post-1160082227286639432006-10-05T14:03:00.000-07:002006-10-05T14:03:00.000-07:00Ahhh, hon, I love your post. I love it for its hon...Ahhh, hon, I love your post. I love it for its honesty and I love it because I can totally feel being that little girl not allowed to buy a lunch (I wasn't either) and I always had something much more drab. It's nice to remember being a kid and not an anal mom who won't let her daughter have ice cream (I don't). *sigh*Mrs. Flingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05709633089269330834noreply@blogger.com