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I found them! Those funky 1970s plastic decorations

Posted By: Hayseed on 2007-12-12
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It was driving me absolutely nuts and I finally found out what they are called!  Google or do a search on E-Bay for 'Melted plastic popcorn decorations' and see what you find!  I'm gonna try and make a bid for one or two because after seeing that one in 'MT of Oz' picture there, I suddenly felt this NEED to have one again! 


Thanks for reviving happy memories MT of Oz!! 




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I remember those plastic decorations
being sold as fundraisers at our school.  I think it was the Band Boosters.  I'm in East Central Indiana, BTW.
yes, and he has funky ears too.
when his hair was shorter you could see them better.

I started watching a couple years ago on and off and now I am hooked.

I am glad Nick and Taylor got married today, and he did not give in to Brooke. Can you image someone being like that in real life? So pathetic. ICK.
I was one of the ones who was able to drink at age 18 back in the 1970s
I really don't have a problem with it, at all, but maybe for the 18-21 year old crowd, there should be a license, the same for driving. In fact, link the two together. Take a written test to get a tag to the driver's license that will allow the young person to purchase alcohol. If there are any infractions such as drunk in public, for instance, not only is the drinking privilege revoked, but so, too, the drivers license.
Barring that, as another posted stated, I say raise minimum military service age to 21.
Didn't watch...but what is this funky "Pick-Up Artist" about?
Anyone watch this? I happened to see an episode last night while flippin' thru the channels. What a loser putz this "Mystery" guy and his cohorts are!!! If any one of them had come up to me when I was in the dating world I would have laughed out loud and looked for the candid camera! I could not believe the crap they were feeding these poor guys they are supposedly "enlightening".

I got a great belly laugh from watching the guy lisp on about conquests, pick-ups, and the meaning of medallions, but I don't think that was the true intent of the show. LOL
Back in the 1970s my dad call me outside. Over the field in
front of our house was a large orange ball just sitting in the sky. A couple of neighbors came over and we watched it for over 30 mins, it just sat/hung there and then finally just disappeared. To this day we have no idea what it was.
quirky decorations
Yeah...inside the house....A jackelope....a jack rabbit head with small deer antlers on it given to me by my sister  I'm not one for dead things on the wall, but it does crack everyone up who sees it....Now folks reallly get scared when the 6 foot iguana  (they thought was stuffed on the mantle) decides to start running around.  
Only businesses put up decorations before that. $$$
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I totally enjoyed the 1970s... my favorite decade!
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I totally enjoyed the 1970s... my favorite decade!
Of course, things were pretty primitive back then: No cell phones.
No digital cameras... you hd to use FILM.
No CD or MP3 players.
Tapes were 8-tracks, before cassettes came along.
No sunscreen - just suntan lotion. (We used baby oil or cocoa butter. And now we've got the wrinkles and precancerous skin-blotches to prove it!)
No personal computers.
No email or text messaging.
No YouTube or Craigslist! (How did we ever survive?)
No ATM machines at the bank.
No anti-lock brakes in cars.

Not one, but TWO 'gas-shortages', where you had to wait hours in line for gasoline, and they'd ration it to 20 gal. You bought gas on even or odd-numbered days, whichever matched your license-plate number.

However, I used the gas-lines to good advantage. They gave me the time to read a book, write long letters, pay my bills, do crosswords, or balance my checkbook.

I remember the first video-game, "Pong". I LOVED Pong. I was addicted, and could play it for hours. It was slow. Just my speed.

When you went to the airport to see off or meet people, you could go all the way to the ramp of the plane. Now, it's a wonder they let any of us in the airport at all. You could just wander around in the airport, visit gift shops, eat in the restaurants, watch planes take off and land. I've actually even been on dates to the airport.

Parking spaces back then actually accommodated full-sized cars.

Loved John Denver, Gordon Lightfoot, and the whole folk music and 'back-to-the-earth' thing that was going on in the early 70s. Thought it would last forever. Was kind of sad when disco took over, but I loved the Village People, and of course now I still LOVE disco, and wish that had lasted, too. Not sure yet if I'll be saying that about Rap, 3 decades from now, but who knows, maybe I will.

JAWS was the big movie in 1975. Saw it with my sister, who had already seen it once and screamed and grabbed my arm every time the scary music started. After the guy's head bobbed down in to the opening of that bitten-up rowboat, I think we both had to be scraped off the ceiling. I haven't been back to swimming or body-surfing in the ocean since.

The Renaissance Faire was a really big deal in my area. We used to look forward to it all year long. My sister's friend had her face all painted like a mime (mimes were big in the 70s), and then came to our house for dinner after we all got home from the Faire. Totally freaked out my dad.

You could still go to Disneyland without having to take out a loan at the bank.

My friends were taking 'Hustle' dancing lessons.

People got 'Pet Rocks' as gifts.

In the 60's, for some reason it was suddenly very un-cool to ride a bike, especially for girls. Wouldn't be caught dead riding one to school, no matter how many books we had to carry. No one had backpacks then, either. So girls always piled up their textbooks on top of their loose-leaf binders, and carried them in their arms cross their chests. (Maybe that's why my elbows are now arthritic?) Suddenly, in the 70's, the sport of bike-riding exploded. Bike paths started being built everywhere. I had a beat-up old 10-speed my sister gave me, and I rode that thing all over creation. Back then we didn't need any of the fancy bike-gear. Few, if any, people wore helmets. I never owned a pair of bike-shorts until at least 2 decades later! Instead, since we all rode our bikes with our bell-bottom/flared pants, we had to fold the bottoms of the pants over and tie it with piece of string to keep the pants from getting caught in the bicycle chain.

Every summer my best friend and I would put on our bikinis and take our horses for a ride on the beach in Santa Barbara.

When I finally got ride of my old monaural, AM-only radio in my car, and got a stereo FM radio, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I SO appreciated DJ's who just talked in soft voice, instead of screaming all the time like the AM DJ's did.

I liked the bell-bottom or flared jeans. Also when everyone sewed patches to them. I had one pair with 92 patches and lots of hand-embroidery on the pockets. The popular color combinations were rust and forest green, also turqouise and lime green.

Everybody had long hair, including the guys.

AIDS didn't exist yet.

Saturday Night Live was in its early years, and had what is still considered to be the best cast. Loved Gilda Radner, Chevy Chase, etc. My dad thought SNL was a degenerate show, and forbid my youngest sister and me to watch it. We'd yawn and say good night and pretend to go to bed at 9:30 or 10:00 PM, then set our alarms and get up at 11:30, and sneak out into the living room to watch it after our parents had gone to bed.

Everyone wore 'Wallabys' shoes. They were tan suede with thick crepe soles. They were REALLY comfortable, but had one fatal flaw: They were slippery as heck on wet floors. I was running to class at school on a rainy day, slipped, and actually did a COMPLETE BACK-FLIP, landing on my stomach right in front of a teacher, who at first looked horrified, then seemed rather amused.

I had a mood ring. I was extremely saddened to lose it some years later, when it slipped off my finger in the shower at a motel, and went down the drain. :(

Everybody wore hand-made jewelry. Lots of turquoise. One popular ring was a silver spoon handle curved to form a silver ring. (I still have mine.)

In around 1974 or 75, I had my first 'computer' job doing data entry for a pencil factory. It was on-the-job training. The computer room had to be kept freezing-cold. You had to wear Arctic expedition gear to go in there to work. The hard drives were the size of refrigerators, and there were 6 or 7 of them. Each one held several disks that were about an inch or two thick, and about a foot and a half in diameter. That computer was NOT user-friendly! If you typed the wrong keys in the wrong sequence, it blew the lights out in the entire complex, not just our office.

In about 1976, I started doing MT. My first job was on an IBM Mag-Card typewriter, but most of my jobs were on a regular Correcting Selectric. I worked a regular 8-hour day, had paid vacations and sick days (which were SEPARATE), and was appreciated and paid well. Now THOSE were the good old days! ;)

Might be able to use fabric paint on some of the flowers and find a funky trim/border at a
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The medicated Gold Bond is great for damp funky navels and
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Christmas Tree & Decorations

We always try to have the tree lit up and the decorations out on display by Thanksgiving day. I think having a fake tree makes that possible.


Do you set a deadline to have the tree up and decorated by Thanksgiving week? If not, when do you try to have it finished?


I went back after 1 year in the 1970s in medical assisting, got my A.A.S.at age 55 and am returning

for occupational therapy assistant this fall at age 69.  Was thinking about coding certificate as I used to do a lot of coding in the clinics I worked in over the years but after reading your more recent work history coding posts, think not;-)  Actually decided on the occupational therapy so I could join a hospital to be a play therapist in pediatrics with positions offered at local hospitals.  Figure the kiddies will think I am like their grandmother;-)  You are never too old and I just checked into FAFSA and evidently I make so little doing MTing for a clinic part-time and a national part-time, I even qualify for some grants.  Go figure.  I didn't mind doing MTing when I started doing this 14 years ago - can't stand it now.  Didn't burn out, just wondering why we are paid so little for the experience, education and responsilbility needed for this job. 


 


You gals, get it done now, never give up or think you are too old.  You can't put a price tag on a good education and a job you enjoy going to. 


Christmas lights and decorations up after New Year's!
We always take ours down New Year's Eve or New Year's Day. Our neighbors still have theirs out (lawn decorations and everything) and up until just a week ago they were still turning them on at night! Ugh! It also bugs me when people leave the Christmas lights on their houses year-round. I love the holidays and I love having my Christmas stuff out, but when the holidays are over, so are my decorations!
Your decorations sound great. He has no business telling...
you how to live or how to decorate. Comparing Halloween decorations to the Amish shootings is more bizarre than your decorations could be. I would definitely not take it down. Just because he does not celebrate Halloween is no reason to ruin yours.
Installing pot lots over the mantle and just changing the decorations out can do
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My cat has a plastic
and Q-tip fetish. Even though I try my hardest to keep these things away from him, because he eats them, he still manages to find them. It's like he has radar or something. He also likes to lay in the bathroom sink. His name is also weird, so I guess it fits him. But I love him anyways.
I was on my way to being a plastic junkie
with this being 1 of several. I am really glad for mine, I do not care for my belly to extend down past my knees.. and I have had 2 face lifts, breast reduction, hmmm think that about does it but never ever sorry I had the tummy. More exercise and less sedentary work would take care of the rest of the weight, can do something about the exercise but the work? I would think most who have had the stomach done would totally agree with me. Sorry your friends did not work out but that is just what you do when you toss the coin with elective plastic surgery.
Me, too. My plastic plants die. nm
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You could see a plastic surgeon. Don't think it would be too
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plastic popcorn
Hayseed, you are too funny! I totally forgot about those until seeing it here - used to have a tree, snowman, etc. Don't know what ever happened to them. Probably in my "want to impress" years threw them away. Thank heavens we all mature and get out of that stage - I'm much happier being the real me, corny stuff and all. I have a couple of friends who seem to have more money than Bill Gates and they are into frugal retro as well. Merry Christmas and happy popcorn hunting!!
this kitty has a plastic bag and Q-tip
obsession. He eats plastic bags (I know it's not good for him). No matter how hard I try to keep them away from him, he finds them. It's like he has radar. Luckily we haven't had any clogs in his system from it. As for the Q-tips. He digs those out of the bathroom trash and carries them around (gross I know) and them ultimately drowns them in his water bowl. He's somewhat of a freak too.
I heard this from a plastic surgeon also,
that they don't use peroxide much anymore. In certain cases they will use it to clean out a cyst cavity, but they mix it with saline in equal proportions.
Beatles. Paper or plastic?
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Plastic. Shrek or the Three Stooges LOL.
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You could put a plastic or aluminum "collar" around the -
trunk of the tree, maybe at about your chest-height. (So the cat can't jump over it.) He'd have to climb up to it, but if it's fairly wide, maybe 1-1/2 to 2 feet, he won't be able to get a grip on it and won't be able to climb any further. It won't hurt the tree, and you can then remove and store it once the babies have left the nest.
meant to put PS.....plastic surgeon - nm
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Plastic Cap to a Lysol Spray Can up the....
Yes indeedy, most amusing one I ever typed. I cannot imagine how or why one would insert the plastic cap to a can of Lysol spray up the rectum.

All kinds of possible scenarios came to mind, and I kept myself amused all through my shift contemplating them!
I have a small collection of these, too. The plastic glitter ones
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I believe they just chew it. I learned when I purchased a plastic
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When you fuse plastic grocery bags.
You have to be sure you are in an ventilated area because it has toxic fumes. I did mine outside because I have a plug in on the side of my house.  You cannot get anymore ventilated that that.  lol.   I set my iron on 3 which is a medium setting, no steam and sandwich 1 bag folded twice (you need 8 layers) in between 2 pieces of regular typing/print paper.  As I am ironing I just count to 20 or you can use a timer lol and then flip it over and iron the other side and count to 20.  When you peal the paper off you will find that the plastic bag is stiff like paper and seems to be very durable.  I cannot tear the things and I have tried.  To me, it is the perfect liner for a car trash bag or even a bathroom trash bag.  If one must use a plastic garbage bag for the kitchen (some garbage companies won't allow anything else but plastic bags) then maybe we can at least eliminate the amount we use. 
Our cat loves feathers and plastic bags - sm
she licks the bags though (grocery bags/Wal-mart that type), weirdest thing, she does the same with feathers, like she is grooming it I guess. She loves to lay on paper too, no clue why. I don't get her too many toys as she does not really play with store bought toys, though loves those feather stick things. Have some of those toy mice but they end up disappearing. Likes the kids toy tents, boxes she can jump in, hiding under the coffee table that has a table cloth that completely covers it to the floor, likes to hid under anything and try and snag your ankle with a paw, definitely startles me sometimes. Loves her scratching post which is actual wood, not carpet, the only thing she scratches other than an exercise pad we put over a brick pad in our kitchen for a wood stove (so if the kids ever fell when they were little they would not hit the brick with their head at least), it is thick and squishy and the cat loves to knead it, makes a mess though if she does it too much. Will have to try the bread tie thing, bet she'd love that. She spends hours looking out the front window at the bird feeder and our hummingbird feeder too, and all the squirrels too. You can see the wheels turning when she is watching the birds and squirrels outside. Sleeps at my feet on the bed either in her cat bed if a cold night or just on top of the comforter. I call her a cat-dog as she has many dog characteristics which makes her the perfect cat to me (I am more of a dog person, but like cats too).
OFF spray for cats; also use mothballs in plastic baggie with sm
holes poked in the baggie with a fork. works for me!
it is hard plastic, good suggestion, will give it a try, NM
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Nope, insurance never covered any of my plastic surgeries but
I still had them- several- just like I would finance this also. This is definitely considered cosmetic unless used for the original eye problem it was intended for.
make sure you use a "metal" lice comb, not a plastic one as they don't work well. nm
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They make paint for everything now...from metal to even outdoor plastic furniture...I am sure there
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Chili peppers and little tiny plastic pinball toys.
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My chiropractor said his plastic surgeon friends are losing their practices.
At least here in C.FL, plastic surgery is tanking!
As soon as I found out
I was really excited because we weren't planning on having a second child so as soon as I found out I told everyone. Thankfully all went well. I would think it would be up to the individual. My friend never told anyone until she was 5 months or so along because she had suffered a miscarriage earlier and was having some symptoms that she was worried about.
found these...

Nestle chocolate (like chocolate milk)


Neopolitan ice cream


nachos (don't know how much kiddies will like those though)


I never found out as a kid.
I guess I was really lucky, because no other kids ever told me about Santa and I never questioned it with my parents. I guess I knew at a certain age, but I don't recall what age it was (probably well into my teens).

My kids are 14, 10, and 8 and they all still believe. They tell me that some of their friends say Santa doesn't exist, but they don't believe their friends. My kids think it's sad that they don't believe in Santa.

I don't think kids need to be told about Santa. At some point they'll figure it out on their own, if not now then when they have their own kids!!!
I think we found it...
Thank you to all of you who shared some great ideas. As many of you I considered the baby monitors, however, I was trying to think of all the "what-if's" and was worried that if she fell going down the hall to the bathroom in the middle of the night, she might not be close enough to a monitor in a nearby room to make enough "noise" to get our attention, especially considering she is still somewhat short of breath following the surgery..might not have enough wind in her to be able to yell out for help. I did find what I think we need and am going to RadioShack tomorrow to check it out. It had some great reviews from people that have purchased it for much the same reason..to alert someone else in the house instead of a pricey call center..however, does still give her the cability of reaching 911 if we happen to not be home at the time. Thanks again for everyone who took the time to post a response. If the product below (I hope the link works) is not what we need we will look further into some of the other posts. And if anyone else out there finds themselves or a family member in the same situation (we will hope not), then this might be something to keep in mind.

Wish you all a very merry Christmas with your families.

http://www.radioshack.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2117828&cp=&origkw=personal+assistant&kw=personal+assistant&parentPage=search
I FOUND IT....Thanks for your help!!
I went back to Google and typed in toothpaste commercials. it took going through a couple pages, but I came across a Rembrandt toothpaste site and someone else mentioned the hot and steamy commercial. The song is *Waterfall* by Griffin House! Guess what I am buying this afternoon!

so thanks again for the suggestion. I never would have found it otherwise! yippee
this is what I found about

I googled posttubal ligation syndrome and found this info...hope it helps.  I have heard some doctors refer to posttubal syndrome when talking about a patient's heavy menses after a TL...just something to think about.  I wasn't aware of this when I had mine 8 years ago, but boy believe me, if I had known, there's no way I would have had it done...


A study in Britain followed 374 posttubal patients and found that 43% had subsequent
gynecological treatment for such conditions as heavy menstrual bleeding, menstrual
disturbances requiring hormonal treatments, cervical erosion, ovarian tumors, and
recanalization of the fallopian tubes requiring a second operation.

Another British study of tubal ligation found a 40% increase in menstrual blood loss;
26% of the group experienced increased menstrual pain. Women who had used the Pill
before their tubal ligation reported more of these complaints than other patients.


Re found Dad
You might want to contact him, if for no other reason than family medical history.  It is important for all of us to know what kind of illnesses are in our family.  For instance, I didn't know until 2 weeks ago that my grandfather had had bleeding ulcers when he was a young man and had to have part of his stomach removed.  I found out when the doctor was asking me about family history of ulcers.  My mother, all 3 of my brothers, and myself all have had problems with our stomachs with gastritis, reflux, etc.  It seems that there is some kind of a hereditary issue; the doctor thinks maybe a hypergastric nerve or somekind of genetic thing.  It's something to think about.
Found it!!! Thanks again :) nm
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Found out that is exactly what I have, the
Bakelite, 2 braclets and 1 that is ?? Went on line and found out might also have a cameo ring from Mother that could possibly be the same thing. I have an old radio from my father and found that Bakelite used in older radios. Found a pearl pin with gold behind it that could also be worth $$$. The second Tuesday of each month is an antique sellers delight close by my home, loads of stuff including jewelry. I am going there this next time and ask for advice on the price of my items. I definitely will not include these in the community yard sale, figured they were worth something as I knew a little about the older jewelry. I will not sell to the people at the antique place before I get several appraisals. Thanks for all this, otherwise I might have made a BIG mistake!
Not that they have found but
the police, apparently from the bodily fluids they say they have gotten, show she is dead and also apparently showing large quantities of this medicine in the fluids. This is really interesting case.
Found it. Thanks so much for your help.

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oh sorry, you already found it....

I jumped the gun - and you already found it - Gibran's On Love.  I loved The Prophet back in the late 60s, early 70s.....especially on children...that begins something like this....but it's all I remember....(I can look this one up too) and made me a better parent in the 80s-90s...and right through today.......


Your children are not your children


They come through you, not from you.


You are the bows, they are the arrows.......