Yes I do Have A Mirror!

Hello there.  I'm back.   I can't remember what I last talked about, but I think I will just start with what I've been thinking about.
My dad used to work in town at the council.  He did a mixture of jobs, mostly ones which involved in using his strength.  When payday came, he would take a list to work, of things mum wanted from town.  Included in this list was an  order from us kids, for a sweet.  We got our weekly lolly.  This was a great treat, not only because we loved chocolate, but also because dad was bringing it to us.  I don't know  why this was so, but it just seemed specialer.  Of course that wasn't the only lolly we got.  Thinking back we did quite well considering, we lived miles from any shops.
Sometime during the period of living on the farm, two people came to visit us and asked mum and dad if we could go to  Sunday School.  These were two people from two different churches.  My two brothers went to one and we girls went to another.  I'm not sure why this was, but it didn't matter, cos I loved going to the one we went to.  We all met people who were different, but we also met up with our school friends.  My friend from school; went there and my sister Janets friend did too.  That was good because we always had someone to sit with.  We used to get picked up from our house by a lady and off we went.  We had been given a little notebook on our first visit, and were given a little ticket to paste inside.  On this ticket was a verse from the Bible.  We would take the book home and memorise  the verse and the following Sunday we would recite it to our Sunday School teacher.  If we got it right, we would get points put beside our name  in the attendance book.  Then we would get another ticket and the same thing would begin again.  Toward the end of the year there was a day of great excitement.  It was Sunday School Anniversary day.  This was so much fun because of a few different reasons.  Each class would do a special song or play.  Everyones parents were expected to turn up for this once a year day.  It was a day for really dressing up from top to toe.  We would get new shoes, and usually,  the only shoes we got new, were school shoes, but now we got pretty shoes, sometimes with bows and buckles, and they were always so posh.  I know we also got a new frock, but I don't remember any of the dresses my sisters ever wore,  but I remember one dress especially, that I wore, and my sister Janet wore one almost identical.  We called these dresses, our Lolly Pop dress.  It looked like it was covered in lolly pops, but later (when I was in my twenties) I was aware the lolly pops were in fact pictures of roses.  I also remember another dress.  I  called it my cookie dress.  It was red and cream tiny squares.  It was straight till it reached above my knees, then there was a pleated frill all the way round the bottom.  I loved this dress.  My mum made so many of my dresses,  I believe the reason for this is because, as my sisters used to say, she loved me the most.  HAHAHA Not really, I don't think she loved any one of us more or less than the other. (except me, hahahaha)  We also got to wear hats.  I loved this part of the outfit.  Hats just aren't the same these days.  I can't believe girls these days would wear the ones we did, but what they wear these days, does not have the same princess look we had.(Jeez thats a confusing sentence!)  Anyway our hats had ribbons, flowers, net, you name it we had it on our hats.  The ribbons hung down to our shoulders and we called them our "Hanging Downs"  We loved them.  I was looking at some old black and white photos the other day and my eldest - 1 sister was wearing her hat.  Cool.
Talking of clothes.....Today was my day off.  I have to go into town and pay bills, buy food and all the mundane things I can't do during the week.  I like to dress up a bit, cos I wear boring black pants to work every day.  So ok, I have a shower, do my hair nice, put on war paint, get dressed up in a lovely outfit, and head off.  I had to wear a light jacket over my top, cos it was FREEZING!  Well my first stop was the bank. I took out my gun before entering and went to the teller and asked for 20,000 bucks.  And she wasn't going to give it to me, but then she saw my gun........ well not really.  I had to go to the telstra shop.  Did you know you have to basically take a number, just like at the deli in the supermarket?  I didn't know this.  AND nobody bothered to tell me. After waiting for 20 bloody minutes, while the assistants walked around me calling peoples names, I got jack of it and said some thing unfriendly, and left.  I had to go back though, and when I walked in this person was serving another customer, but she saw me and said to her customer, "excuse me, while I get this ladys' name.  I said "So we have to go on a list then?"  YUP!  Blimey.  Well finally I got served.  I then proceeded to do all my other tasks.  I get back to my car, right, and reach into my bag to get the keys, and what do I notice?????????  My bloody jacket is INSIDE OUT!!!!!! O me o my.