Academy Award Winners
Best Picture: Annie Hall
Best Actor: Richard Dreyfuss in "The Goodbye Girl"
Best Actress: Diane Keaton in "Annie Hall"

1977 Prices

Average Income: $15,070.00
New Car: $4,785.00
New House: $49,319.00
Gallon of Milk: $1.67
Loaf of Bread: $0.36
Gallon of Gas: $0.65

President: Jimmy Carter
Vice President: Walter Mondale
Life Expectancy: 73.3 years
Minimum Wage: $2.30

In ancient Egypt, a woman's rights and privileges were equal to that of her husband. After marriage, women held control of their independence, property and wealth, and either person could easily get a divorce. For two people to be considered married, all they had to do was move in with each other.

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Marriages in ancient Greece were arranged by parents and approved by the gods. Women in their early teens were married to men in their mid-thirties, and a husband had to buy his wife from her father. Many couples did not see each other until after the ceremony, when the bridal veil was removed. On the night before the wedding, the girl's hair was cut off and she was bathed in holy water from a sacred fountain.

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The Spartans believed that a person's athletic ability matched their fitness for marriage. Before marrying, a couple was required to wrestle in public to show their compatibility. The groom's father chose a bride for his son. Twelve months after the selection, the couple was married. During the marriage ceremony, the bride wore a white robe, veil, and jewelry given to her by her new husband's family.

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Roman brides wore white tunics with orange veils and orange slippers. Following the ceremony, the groom carried his bride over the threshold of their new home to symbolize his ownership of her.

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Christian church marriages were thought to be made in heaven and therefore could never be broken. The father of the bride gave a dowry of land or money to the groom. If the marriage was unsuccessful, the wife and the dowry were returned to the father's home, but neither partner was allowed to remarry.

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Until the 1400s, married couples did not live together in Japan. They stayed in separate homes, meeting only at night. The old Japanese word for marriage meant, "slip into the house by night."

Though I thought it would never come to an end, this moving crapola is finally completed. YAY! Organization of the tons of stuff I have is near completion, just need to move a few boxes of stuff, that I could not find a space for, packed away in storage, but that can wait for now. I need at least one day of relaxation and calm before all the hectic moments we all know Thanksgiving can sometimes bring about.

Don't have as much space as I once did in my new place and a few minor repairs need to be done here and there, but I'm really happy with my new place. Things are at least working as they should, and best of all the place is much easier to keep clean. 20 minutes to maybe an hour tops.

Next in line after things calm down from Thanksgiving, is getting my butt in gear and getting back to work on my store. What a chore that is going to be, since I started moving, I have maybe worked on it a total of 2 hours..oops! Like to take things, one thing at a time. My life is hectic enough, without trying to accomplish 20 million things at once. Tried a long time ago and nearly drove myself insane, had no time for things I really wanted to do and it seemed I never had a moment of rest. Tired and exhausted, so it's time to slow down and let myself breathe again. This is usually not the time of year to decide such things, but well I need me time badly, so I can recollect my thoughts and get priorities straight.

It's odd how even just thinking about moving, opens an invisible flood gate inside your mind, and all those past memories come flooding in filling up all thought processes. Does not matter if they were good or bad, there's no stopping them no matter how hard you try.

As I sit here, I look around, and it's almost like every little nook and cranny has it's own special little memory attached to it. I feel like crying at times, with even thinking about leaving this place behind. Despite the problems and the bad times, I have grown to love this little house of mine, it does have it's charms, but at the same time needing something easier to maintain and is easier on the budget. So though I feel like crying inside, a sense of joy also crept it's way inside when the possibility opened up to move to a better location. Same street, same area, just better in the maintenance and budget factors.

Though I wish I was moving somewhere closer to my family and friends at this time, due to current financial standings, I can settle for hoping to start the moving process into my new house this coming weekend. Just waiting on word from the landlord about what is going to happen with the current tenants and their own moving adventure.

A little bit nervous, and possibly will be stressed till things are finalized, but hoping for the best with this decision. Who knows what really the future holds in this decision I have made.

So here I go off another ranting adventure, filled with much annoyance and distaste. Sounds like a journey I'm constantly destined for, but hey such is life.

Anywho, today I finally scrounged up enough change to fill up a 5gallon gas can so I could have some gas to mow my lawn with. Most the time I will edge along my house, porch, and other obstacles that my 4 year old push mower can't get close enough to, everything going along smoothly and the dang edger decides to give up the ghost. Check the gas and oil combination and that's fine, replace filters and clear out grass clippings, that some how managed to find it's way into the engine, wasn't that. Check everything else on it and give the moving parts a good lube job and let it sit for a little while, yep you guessed it didn't work either.

Sooooooo, since I have loaned my mower to my neighbors while their's was in the repair shop, I figured they'd be nice enough to allow me to use their edger so I could complete my edging which wouldn't have taken long, since I only needed to get along the back of the house and around a few electric poles that sit in my yard. WRONG-O ... "We're sorry, but we don't allow anyone to use our stuff." "But what about returning the favor, since I was kind enough to loan my lawnmower to you?" "No can do, we don't loan our stuff out." *picture person stomping away angrily here*

Nothing like feeling like you have just been taken advantage of to set things into perspective for you eh? It wasn't like I was gonna keep the dang thing and sale it on Ebay or be lazy enough to keep it at my place until they came over and got it. Not like that, I always have returned things I have borrowed from former neighbors and won't be changing that part of myself.

I did get the edging done, however, I now have blister on my thumb the size of walnut from where the handle of a pair of scissors constantly rubbed against it. Hurts like hell and I still have yet to completely mow the rest of my lawn. I foresee fun times ahead...Oh yes, a very fun time ahead...NOT!!!!

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It's pretty sad when a person doesn't know whether to laugh or cry, be infuriated at all human kind or to go totally insane, and join in with an already totally insane world,  but it's pretty safe to say I'm fully annoyed at this present time with the race known as homo sapiens (or for lack of a better term "the human race").

I know all to well how fucked up this once great country known as America has become, and I definately know about the hard times that are leering back at many, and just waiting for the right moment to pounce or have already pounced and is making someone's life miserable. Been through those hard times myself, still going through them, and unless a freaking miracle happens (not likely to happen anytime soon) will continue to go through for possibly many years to come, but even in my sleep deprived state, am not stupid enough to go about and steal from someone else or from businesses. Yes we all are just trying to survive, but really if we use the brains we were born with (yes, you can say I am assuming at this point), we all can survive with just the basics of every day life.

It's insane when an individual loses sleep, just so they can make sure the stuff they worked hard for throughout their life, doesn't get tampered with or stolen by some jackass, who thinks that they are more important then the person who rightfully owns that car, lawnmower, or whatever it may be. I don't know about you, but I'm pretty fed up with it myself, and unlike those lucky individuals blessed with a locking storage unit or garage, I don't have the money to have one built or even the money to rent one, though I do sleep, it's hard to remember anymore when it was that I actually had a decent rest.

It down right pisses me off, that I'm losing sleep over this shit, just because some dip wad feels it necessary to steal. Don't you think life is miserable enough right now? Why further that misery, just to make your life a little bit better for a split second in time?

It's bad enough when I have to fend off teenaged brats from throwing glass bottles into my drive way, from throwing rocks through a window or paint balling my house, but now it's become even more when I have to fend off adult idiots from stealing from me and those I care about. It's really grating on my nerves that humanity is reverting into nothing more than a bunch of morons, who think just because we can't afford it, it's ok to steal it.