The Ubiquitous Pattern of the 1990's

Maybe I've written about this before; with twenty years of blog material you forget about the random post.  But seeing these pictures (none of which are mine, they were all posted in the comments of a Facebook post) brought nostalgic thoughts to the front and center. 

Lisa and I had a bedding set - sheets, pillowcases, comforter - in this very pattern. As I recall we picked it up from a store in the Gurnee Mills mall in Illinois. Pricey, by our poverty level nineties income: I think it was somewhere between $35 and $50. But man, we had that set forever - heck, we might still have the odd pillowcase laying around. 

As much as we loved it, I can't imagine buying a shower curtain in the same pattern, as in the photo. That, in my opinion, is a bridge too far. 

 

A Book From My Teenage Years

In my early teens I was fascinated by antique radios,  many of which had been left to rot in the dry heat of my Big Grandpa's garage. 

It was not until 2022 that I actually owned one of my own (if I'm counting right,  I own 5, including 3 floor models) but I thought about them enough that I special ordered this book, Antique Radios Restoration and Price Guide by David and Betty Johnson, from either Waldens or BD Dalton's.

I never did anything (at the time) with the info it provided,  but man did I enjoy reading it. 

The Wonder Bread Trading Cards

In 1978, when I was all of four years old,  Wonder Bread came out with a set of 36 trading cards based on the new show Battlestar Galactica.

I was then, and am now,  a fan of that original series, what with the menacingly Cylon voices and the fierce Viper combat,  and in my preschool head the series and Star Wars were probably jumbled up together into a happy little sci-fi continuity.

I have a very clear memory of my parents taking me to a Kohl's (back then the company operated both retail and grocery stores,  methinks it was the one one on 15th-ish and Burnham)  because they'd called ahead and found out that location had the "specially marked" bread with the cards.  Presumably other stores ran out of the product, I was pestering my folks, and they loved me enough to humor me. 

I don't think I have any of the cards now, but the fact that it remains a short but fond memory of such a very young age,  keeps them close to my heart.