That Odd Duck Living A Hodge-Podge Life


Once upon a time I was more rigid and conventional about things. For instance, I bought dishes in sets and only used those dishes. It would seem almost improper not to have a full set with all the matching serving bowls and such that went with them.


Now I find it fun to mix things up. Who wants to eat off the same matching dish every meal?



So I just grab which ever one is on top. And if it is the blue and white one, which until now I always had hanging on the wall for some reason, then I enjoy looking at that one as food disappears and the colors show through. 

When I eat on the yellow ones, I think of the sun and daisies. Bright yellow and white daisies, which are my absolute favorite flower.



I ask myself why I didn't think of such things years ago. Why did I march to the same drum? 

But you did whatever everyone else did, and it really didn't occur to me to do it different. 

To have a hodge-podge of dishes showed you were poor and couldn't afford a set. You hid this fact as best you could. 

Ha!



I've been hanging quilts on the walls for years. I know it's not very customary. Bloggers talk about paint colors and getting just the right shade of gray or green. And you can barely even see my walls. 

I guess I like a hodge-podge of lots of things. Paint shades sort of bore me after a time, know what I mean? Do we need more green in this or blue or yellow or whatever changes the shade to get to the exact right color we've just got our heart set on?

I look at the photos and all the grays somehow just look the same to me. What am I missing, I always wonder?



There was a time when I ate breakfast foods for breakfast, a sandwich and such for lunch, then the big meal was supper, where you had meat and potatoes and vegetables. 

As I've gotten older, I might want pancakes for lunch. Or grapes for breakfast. And veggies for supper. Or maybe I'll eat a bowl of cereal. The food cops haven't ticketed me yet. So I'll just go on and eat a hodge-podge of foods and not worry a bit over it. 



I once thought that buttons belonged in a button container and a set of measuring spoons belonged in a drawer. 

But as you know my flatware resides in two bright red plant pots. Because one day it just occurred to me that it was sort of boring to have to open a drawer and take a spoon from the food section. A fork from the fork section, and so on. 



Maybe I've just gotten more contrary. I abide by a lot of rules, but at this point in my life I kind of take pleasure in swimming against the tide. Like taking off the cabinet doors and just letting the dust go willy-nilly without even caring. 

Because if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? Or if you take your cabinet doors off and don't look at the dust, is it really there? 

So you folks who are afraid to take your cabinet doors off because you're worried about dust, I have an answer for you. Use the same few dishes all the time, the ones that get washed every day. And don't worry about the dust that might be hiding on all the others till company is coming and you're going to be forced to use them.



I don't know, because I don't get out and about much, but I imagine it's said that I'm the strange woman that had a perfectly good stove taken away. I imagine someone saw that and word got out fast.

Who doesn't have a stove in their kitchen for heaven's sake? What kind of a fool woman would do that? 

That would be me. Ms-Divorced-Three-Times-Woman-In-Her-Fifties-Who-Lives-A-Hodge-Podge-Life. Kind of like the old woman with a houseful of cats that never invites anyone in and the neighborhood children are afraid to go there on Halloween.

Did you ever think that that old woman might have a house full of cats on purpose, and appear strange and a bit frightening because she just wants to be left the hell alone?



I imagine folks around here notice that I'm the woman who hums out on the patio while I tend to my plants. Who sings a silly song to the dogs while I'm clipping the roses. 

That would be me. If I was in a classroom, my hand would shoot up straight because for once I had the answer.



I think as we get older, we just take on odd traits. Or maybe we've been odd all along, and were better at hiding it. 

Or maybe we don't really give a tinker's damn what anybody else thinks and merely swim against the tide because we can. And then thumb our nose at anyone who scowls our way. 

Do you ever think how many things a day we do because we can? 

Like eat pancakes for lunch and not even want a full set of the same dishes if they cost a thousand dollars. I never owned china. Or had wedding showers. I was just always an odd duck. You know?



You might see me in another life walking along with a bunch of geese. Or trotting along beside a pack of dogs. And people will say: "What's wrong with that odd duck running with a pack of dogs? 

And maybe I'll just quack and in duck language say that you should have seen me in my former life. 



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  1. Lol, I loved this post Brenda, your 'differences' are what make you special. I like to think we all go against the tide in our own little ways. I've been known to tip the bowl and drink the last bit of milk straight from the cereal bowl and guess what nothing bad happened hahaha. That's all I'm admitting to today.

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    1. I happen to always tip the bowl and drink the last bit of milk. Particularly good when you've had a chocolate cereal!

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  2. Great post! I think that as we get older we just don't care what other people think. I know that's true with me. If they like me and they want to be crazy with me then we are friends. I'm more comfortable with who I am. You validate my unconventionality which is why your blog is the one I read consistently.
    Keep it up Brenda! I only wished we learned this when they were young adults rather than when we are older.

    Clara

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    1. You and me both, Clara! I wouldn't have had to worry over the mismatched dishes and flatware!

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  3. Brenda, I enjoyed this post. Let's live, eat, cook, wear, do what we like. xoxo,Susie

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  4. And I'm sort of tired of trying to match my clothing. Maybe I'll just pretend I'm color blind.

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  5. I have been doing those crazy tests that are on Facebook, like what is your real age, or what Biblical character would you be. According to the the test, what kind of old person will you be, I will be the cranky neighbor. I can just see me spraying kids and dogs with a garden hose if they are on my lawn. Guess I better have a fence at the bunaglow in the little town when we leave the ranch. DH wondered several years ago why none of our flatware matched. So when my Mom passed away I brought home the 3 matching sets of nice stainless steel flatware, so now he can have matching knives and forks. I don't even notice if things don't match, and I like mixing up different colors and patterns.

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    1. Men are very predictable. Their mother probably told them things should match.

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  6. It's all about being happy Brenda. Odd or not, it is about being happy. You seem to be on the track that I have been searching for .....

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    1. If you're kind of odd when you're a kid, you're ostracized and feel humiliated. When you're a young adult and you don't fit in, you start reading self-help books. When you're my age and realize you're an odd duck, you're kind of proud of it. And it keeps normal folks at bay and off-keel.

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    2. Brenda, your response to this comment describes me to a T. I am 59 now and for the first time in my life I am comfortable with myself. I am an odd duck too and I like it.

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    3. I read this recently and find it to be SO true!!
      At 25 you're sure everyone is talking about you.

      At 45 you don't care if they're talking about you.

      At 65 you realize they never were talking about you.

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  7. Oh, Brenda, I so enjoyed this post! I saw myself in it in so many ways. :-) My favorite line is "Or maybe we've been odd all along, and were better at hiding it." I might add that maybe we don't care if we hide it anymore--in fact, we embrace it! Sometimes I cry for the sweet, innocent 21-year-old I was when I married and how I tried so hard to fit into that seemingly wonderful family for twenty-some years. No matter what I did, I was looked upon as odd or not good enough. Now that I've been away from it for a few years, I find them odd that they can't think for themselves--everything has to be done the "right" way. Too stressful for me...

    P.S. I had Stove Top Stuffing for breakfast the other day and loved every single bite! Ha!

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    1. I haven't had stove top dressing in a long time. Let's see, guess I could cook it in the microwave. Just think of all the years we've spent trying to be someone we're not for people that don't turn out to matter any how.

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  8. Jill and I had pancakes for lunch today.. AND I drink the milk out of my bowl of cereal.. I tell my kids, though, "don't do that out in public".. I had poached eggs for my dinner several nights ago.. Enjoyed every morsel.
    I like to go to Goodwill and find pretty luncheon sized plates. None of the match but I enjoy eating from them.. Variety is the spice of life.
    I have a beautiful set of china that my parents gave John and me when we got married, I use it sometimes for Christmas dinner.. I also have a set of sterling silver.. It's in a silver chest in my closet.. I like my red handled knives, forks and spoons and use them everyday..
    I think be diverse helps us to have that "extraordinary" life.
    I like what you've done with your green buffet. Very pretty.. I'll bet the candles are beautiful when you light them at night OR do you light them when you're having breakfast ? I would !
    I've enjoyed this post.
    Charlotte

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    1. Well, if I'd been on top of things, I would have remembered to write that variety is the spice of life. But this was just one of those posts where I wrote a few words, had no idea where I was going, and kept on till the end and was surprised by what I'd thought up. I'm afraid I'll get so accustomed to eating alone, that I'll go out in public one day and eat with my hands like a monkey!

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    2. You told the truth and I'll bet lots of your readers do or feel the same way you do..
      I don't know about the "monkey business".. I've seen some strange ways of eating when I've been out in a restaurant..
      Charlotte

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  9. Can you hear me applauding? I am! I loved every word and am proud of you for every step taken on your odd duck journey to find the life that fits you best. For those of us who have read you a long time it's easy to see you have shed layer upon layer, sometimes painfully, but without stopping until the authentic Brenda emerged.

    I've loved reading the comments too, and I once thought about naming our house "Hodgepodge." R.H. overruled it with Valley View but it's still a hodgepodge at heart.

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    1. I can remember my cheeks going red when I made a faux paux. Did I even spell that right? I would relive the embarrassment for days, maybe weeks. Now I kind of take heart in being a bit strange. People step out of your way!

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  10. this is timely.. if you go look at my kitchen in progress post you'll notice I left off a couple doors for display myself..
    just waiting or the paint to dry.. and we know just how much Patience I have, right lol....

    I had shrimp AND baked potato for brunch. it was soooooooo good.. prolly have salsa n chips for supper.
    I like eating what ,where and when I please, Been doing that for 15 years and looking forward to doing it for another 30 :-)

    Up since 5 so a nap is sounding good about now..
    enjoy your day Miss Independent and do as you dang well please~!

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    1. I think that might be one of the best reasons for not being married. You can be a little looped-de-loo and there's no one around to point it out. You can eat what you want, when you want. No loud ball games to irritate you. In fact no TV at all till night. Judy's granddaughter came in here one day and the first thing she said was: "Where is your TV?" Young people and men cannot conceive of no TV in the living spaces.

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  11. Oh no, you just made me realize I was an "odd duck" so I went straight to the kitchen and heated a cup of soup in the microwave and took an unmatching plastic tray plate I bought at CVS for a dollar and fixed myself half a tuna salad sandwich and a glass of fresh iced tea. You know what, if I had gone to a "tea room" decorated with shabby chic junque, I would have paid ten dollars for that same lunch. It was so much better eating it here amid my own 57 year collection of junque. Oh yeah, forgot to add, I used a clean from the dryer dishcloth for a napkin. Guess that makes an official member of the Odd Duck Club. Yeah!!

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    1. I rather like the idea of The Odd Duck Club. I was never one to join clubs. But I'd sure be a member of that one and be proud of it!

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  12. Love this post Brenda. What some would call a hodge-podge life I would call the sign of a life well lived. You've surrounded yourself with those things that YOU love. That's the best decorating ever.

    Have a great week.

    ~ Cassandra from Renaissance Women

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    1. Life is meant to be lived. Quilts are meant to be used. China is meant to put on the table regularly or they might as well be broken. Flatware is meant to eat off of, whether you have a matching set or not. I sure wish I'd learned this many years ago instead of being uptight about being like everyone else.

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  13. Brenda, this is another great post! I used to feel embarrassed when I was working as many of my friends had homes with matching furniture, perfect crystal and china, and I have no matching furniture, odds n ends of dishes, although I do love my Fiesta ware. I also live in a funky neighborhood, no st lights, no sidewalks, lots of private roads it's just not for most people. I've been feeding the horse breakfast at 6:30 in my nightie, like who cares! So, yes, my daughter and I relish in being rather odd ducks! And we too eat brkfst for dinner, lunch for brkfst a lot! Whatever makes us happy, right?

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    1. I have to put clean pajamas on most every night because I do yard work in them early in the morning.. That's before the neighbors are up and out and about..
      Remember the song "Don't worry, be happy" ? That was a good one.

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  14. Odd ducks are my favorite kind of animal! :-)

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  15. It is so much easier to be ourselves, rather than fit into the mold that the world has created. I think turning 50 gave me the courage to do that. I also wish that I had realized that it was okay to be 'the odd duck' when I was younger. Now I wear it proudly.

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    1. OK - I guess I need to proof read before I hit publish...LOL

      I think we are all odd in our own way. Like you, I keep my silverware in a container on the counter...it saves up drawer space for something else that needs to be hidden away. If truth be told, your quirks are the reason I keep coming back - no explanations necessary...Don't ever change!!

      Cheryl @ The Creative Me and My McG

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  17. I've never been someone who has "walked" with the crowd, I always walked my way. I always felt judged, but not, as I get older, I don't worry about it. Odd simply means being free. When I see matchy matcy I think of someone who's
    uptight. Or a blog who has a mantel or any grouping as it has to be real "symmetrical" I think now here's someone who is so uptight! I'd hang quilts all over...except...I don't have any walls. I always admired the "old woman in a shoe" so you know how I feel about you! Sorry I've been missing, we've had our garage this weekend, ugh!

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  18. Enter me in the Odd Duck Club too! My dishes do not match, and neither do my mugs. My daughter thinks I am totally weird because I have a collection of 7 pretty dolls on my dresser. I agree with what you say about wanting to fit in when you are young and then when you are old you just don't give a hoot and do what you want!

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    1. The nice thing about living alone is that you can decorate however you want, whenever you want. And no one comes home and says: "Why did you move the furniture? I liked my chair where it was." The dogs are noncommittal about such things.

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  19. Count me in the Odd Duck Club. I am a 62 year old with a duck......one turkey, and 20 assorted chickens. Love my birds and I sit in the coop hand feeding them. Don't give a fat rats you know what who sees me. For too many years, I played life by very strict rules and I'm happier not caring what others think. Don't believe in doing anything to hurt or harm others but will eat and live as I please. Is this something that comes with age or just a large dose of self confidence? Love your blog and how you teach others it's okay to be you! Patty Mc

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    1. I think it is both. I think we women grow more confident around fifty. I know I did.

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  20. Oh Brenda, I love this post! I have a big smile on my face as I recognize myself in much of what your wrote. I use to want to 'match' and 'be the same' as everyone else. To fit in! Now I love being me and doing what makes me happy. Maybe it takes some age and experience to let ourselves really be ourselves! I'm an odd duck and I'm quacking my way through the rest of my life!

    Linda

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  21. Great post. I do have some sets of things that I like to use now and then. But, I do mix it up, too. Right now, my kitchen utensils are in a large metal University of Alabama bucket. We love Crimson Tide football and the bucket (a gift from my son) makes me happy. Maybe the fact that my son gives me football stuff makes me an Odd Duck? If so, it is fine with me. One of the reasons I finally stopped trying to be like everyone else, was moving away from my husband's family. I love them, but they are so rigid about this and that.

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    1. Rigid is no fun. Kind of curbs your creative juices.

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  22. If someone was to ask me - an odd duck - why I was running with a pack of dogs, I would reply because I like dogs more than most people I know. They love you unconditionally, never borrow money, or a car and snuggle with you at night. My dogs are my everything.

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  23. I LOVE this post! I know I am an odd duck too and have been forcing myself to conform for years.
    But as I get older, the more this old duck is fluffing her feathers and running free, ... lets make a pack!
    Hugs,
    Patti

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    1. Fluff those pretty feathers, Patti! Spread your wings and fly!

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  24. Hi Brenda..I love your post today...I will be 63 next month and I have decided to quit dying my hair...I look like a skunk right now with the white rootss against my brown hair but I do not care...I will be a white head soon and i am loving it,,,why I ever started dying my hair in the beginning is beyond me!!! I now could care less what color my hair is...lol...just call me a new member of the whiteheads...ha ha...xoxo Carol

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    1. I haven't gone all gray yet. It is brown mixed with gray. But I have no desire to color it. First of all the chemicals irritate my asthma just going into a hair salon! And I think hair looks worse when dark roots show. Look at all those silly actresses being photographed with dark roots!

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  25. Oh Brenda! this truly speaks to my heart about being the odd duck.
    I haven't taken the doors off my cabinets...but I moved my everyday dishes to the cupboard with out doors already...why? because they get washed regularly and don't need the occasional dusting! What I had displayed there before ALWAYS NEEDED DUSTING. Now, I can see my pretty dishes (vintage pyrex) and use them ,clean them and never worry my little head about whether they need dusting.
    For that matter... I toss the pillows around the living room too. I keep towels on my couch...so I don't have vacuum the cushions...
    and Breakfast? Oh yes! on many occasions 'it's what's for dinner'!

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    1. It took me a long time to "break out of the box." But now that I have, you couldn't push me back in.

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  26. Great inspirational post. Some of us feel constrained, that there is something "else", and are thrilled at the times our eyes are open to ways to live outside the box. I love reading these comments. Maybe you will consider having a post containing an "Odd Duck" party, (although I prefer "outside the box" , but it's your party (if you have one) and you can call it what you want!! )

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  27. We've battled our way through life and have earned the right to do exactly as we please. If odd ducks mean finally free, I quack proudly!

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    1. Here a quack, there a quack, everywhere a quack-quack...

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  28. Yes, Brenda, and amen. I'm with you. I don't understand those who worry about so many unimportant "rules" that truly mean nothing, especially when one is home alone, or with others who really don't care about the plate police or food police. I'm sure you're like me and would have the finest of etiquette when the occasion demanded it, but if I'm inside the four walls of my home, who the heck cares? Not me, that's for sure.

    Love your style!

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    1. Why did we think those "rules of conforming" were so important, I wonder?

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  29. I guess that i am a odd duck also. I love looking at your quilts and decorating style. I want to make curtains for the smaller bedroom. It just dawned on me today to make a quilt for a valance. Not that I am an expert, but I have done a couple of small projects. I just think that it would be very pretty and I can decorate the rest of the room in any of the many colors in the valance. Now to find a pattern that I want to try. Which I am sure will be tomorrow as I now have this idea in my head.
    Like you I don't follow the crowd in decorating my home. I don't want to walk into other peoples homes and see the same things that I have.

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    1. I saw a poll earlier that said how many people would choose stainless steel appliances over white. I would choose white, because I hate stainless steel. But I am in the minority. By about 78% desiring stainless steel and the little bit left going for white.

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  30. I've always been a bit different, a bit of an odd duck. Though some people think I'm very conservative and don't make waves, it is just because they don't really know me. I tend to keep it that way ;-) It's nice to get older and be free of having to please. Just too bad the body doesn't stay "young" for most of us. You keep on enjoying life your way. I'm sure that your dogs and real friends will love you just as you are.

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    1. I remember my ex said I'd never be normal. Who wants to be normal? And what is normal anyway?

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    2. Normal is just a setting on the washing machine!

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  31. So refreshing to see that phase of life of I dont care and oh well.
    And hI Brenda, its me Viola. Not blogging right now but I read yours is every day.

    Hugs from California.

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  32. Love this post , Brenda!!! I thought it was just me, nice to know there are others out there... The older I get the less I care what others think.. Let them call me the crazy bird lady, I no longer care... It seems I've spent most of my life doing what would make others happy... Now it's my turn...

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    1. I'd rather pave my own path than follow a well-trodden one.

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  33. Great slant on life! I need to drag out my quilt collection! I do mix my dishes and I certainly care less what people think than I used to. Maybe it's age, or maybe it's just being tired of trying to keep all those proverbial ducks in a row to please other people.

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    1. Maybe we conform and try to please till we just implode. And then it's Katy bar the door!

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  34. As soon as I sell my house and move to my 750 sq ft apartment everything is going to change and most people will attach odd to my name. I am 61 and it is time for me to be the real me. I am kind, loving and caring so what harm does it do being odd in my tastes. Here's to freedom of choice!!!

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    1. My apartment is 725 square feet. Just right I think.

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  35. Hi Brenda
    Great post!! Mixing up my dishes has always been my way. Taking off my cabinet doors is one of the best ideas I had for my kitchen. As an artist I have never been afraid to do things my way. Drink from the cereal bowl. You bet!
    My mother once told me, "grey goes with everything"
    Hopefully we all reach an age of arrival and enjoy marching to the beat of our own drum.
    I too sing silly made up songs all day.
    It's because we are happy!!!
    Hugs

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    1. I don't even realize I'm singing them until I realize someone is staring at me!

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  36. I love this post. It is so true.
    I have been the odd duck most of my life. I had political opinions in grade school. I listened to the music of teenagers while in grade school. They all thought I was strange, and being kids they let me know it. I would just smile that mysterious smile that says, "I know something you don't, and I ain't tellin'."
    The older I got the more non-conformist I became. I was just never interested in the things that someone my age was supposed to be. But I loved being the odd duck.
    I have been married for 24 years. I married an odd duck. He doesn't care if we have cereal for dinner, or like last night we had microwave popcorn. He doesn't care if my socks don't match (which they often don't), he could care less if the dishes matched. We get along quite well in our oddness.
    If you're ever in a store and come across someone singing and doing a little dance while shopping that would be
    me. Sometimes the music over the stores system just makes me dance and sing.
    Who cares right? I love my life. And I am glad you do too.

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    1. I reckon I've been an odd duck for a really long time. Now I embrace it.

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  37. Great post! I especially love your line, "Or if you take your cabinet doors off and don't look at the dust, is it really there?" At our age, life is too short to obsess about what others think. I'm also an odd duck, embracing my eccentricities and living a simpler life. It may look crazy to others, but it feels saner to me.

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    1. Eccentric. I've always kind of liked that word. The way it sounded. I rather like being eccentric.

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  38. I chuckled all the way through. I have always been the "loner" or the odd duck myself. We should definitely get chartered, or whatever it is one does to become official.

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  39. B-

    I'm a firm believer in that if we were all the cookie cutter same this old world would bore me silly.

    I like unique thoughts and works - don't change. I like you've embraced your own self and have freed yourself, empowered yourself to be content. It's the attitude of change we need to be truly deeply happy. We alone can make it work. Looks like you've gotten there.

    "To thine own self be true" is as true now as it was hundreds of years ago. Willy wasn't wrong at all, was he?

    Hugs.

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    1. I don't like cookie cutter neighborhoods. I do now live in a place where every apartment looks alike. But I ignore that because I have the indoors and patio to be myself.

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  40. I am the odd woman who did not want kids - OMG!! You would have thought I was a mass murderer. As it turned out, at 28 I had to have a hysterectomy so that OMG period for other people was short-lived, thankfully. I also HATE bridal showers and baby showers! What a waste of time and money. I also hate weddings. ELOPE! Save your parents and yourself a LOT of wasted money. Thousands for a few minutes of "I do's" to me is one of the biggest wastes of all. I know some girls think this is THE BIGGEST day of their lives, but I have news for them. There will be lots of other big days of their lives - childbirth, loved ones' deaths, unbelievable vacations. Save your money for those times; don't waste it on ONE day. So, I am an odd duck also but if we were all alike, we would be Stepford Wives - NO THANK YOU!!! I enjoy being different - not mean and nasty, just different. Life is too short to conform. The best line I ever read was - "When you go to write the story of your life, don't let someone else hold the pen." Perfect.

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    1. Oh, I like that quote! I never wanted a wedding. Didn't ever have a dad to walk me down the aisle or pay for it anyway! I hate those showers and I don't go to weddings or funerals either. I've never understood spending thousands of dollars on a wedding when you could put that money into a home either. Seems ridiculous to me.

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  41. This would make for a great article in Country Living along with your pictures. I do agree with you, mismatched dishes, old furniture, it was a sign that you couldn't afford better. 1950's suburbia did a lot to promote that. I think we are getting back to times before then, living in the country before everything was massed produced.

    I do not think you are odd. And wow, you made a great point about the old lady with the cats that has them just to keep people away!! Makes sense. I always sort of went with the beat of a different drummer...my sisters said I was weird or just crazy, and then my sister Leslie proclaimed I was unique! God love her.

    Happy Sunday!

    Jane xx

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  42. I LOVE the way you think!

    Signed,
    A Kindred Spirit

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    1. I just don't know how to think any other way.

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  43. I love this post! As a pastor's wife, I live in a fish bowl. I do what I do, and what people expect me to do, because I feel I have to. Don't get me wrong, out of love for my husband and our congregation I attend every function, take food when needed, sing in the choir, etc. But now my husband is looking hard at retirement. Twenty months from now (who's counting?) he will retire from full time ministry. At first I was terrified. But as time has passed, I am realizing that I can make my own choices more. I like that feeling! I can sing in the choir if. I. want. to. I can paint the walls in my own house purple if. I. want. to. (We've lived in beige parsonages for 26 years now). I can skip the functions that I. want. to. So it's kind of like you choosing your hodge-podge life. Live it up, girl! I know I'm going to!!

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  44. I loved this! My oldest son, who is 21, says that he is an odd duck because he has never, ever done what others his age has done. He sees his peer group as boring because they dress alike, talk alike, and have no personality. Or they are afraid to show it. I am the same way, I like bright colors, Halloween more than Christmas, and try to do my own thing. Thanks for being hodge-podge!!!!!

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  45. I think growing up our generation had to live through the "perfect" era. My mom is 87 and is still that way. Not me, I think I am a rebel. Imagine how she feels having me, a clown, for a daughter. She doesn't like the way I dress, my hair, or my lifestyle. I also feel that the older you get the less you care. I also feel that way about my weight. I feel so bad for the ones that are younger that stress so much about that. I think there are a lot of us ducks out there. Quack Quack.

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  46. Brenda, I LOVE your spunk!!! You make me smile and I love it!! Enjoy your life your way...what's it hurting anyone? Quack on, Sister!!!

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  47. Preach it, Sista. Gotta love it!

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  48. I LOVE this post! Each to their own, I say.

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  49. Awesome post Brenda!!!..My sisters always made me feel like I was odd..even as a child..They still try even though I'm 61 years old..now I just like to be left alone so I can breath and be myself without their opinions..I'm ready to join that club!!!

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  50. Poking my nose in from across the pond.... just found you Brenda and am adding you to favourites immediately! On the question of Odd Ducks -
    *married 41 years to another OD
    * no children by choice
    *live in a small home with no matching furniture
    *found dark grey a great decorating colour about 3 years before it hit everyone's upmarket homes
    * have mismatched china and glasses, which I love to find in house clearance warehouses.
    I do like your philosophy, and it's one we adopt too. Most of our friends find us a little odd, but I think we give them the thrill of living vicariously as they keep coming back (haha). But they don't mind eating out of the odd china and drinking out of the odd glasses, and they certainly don't mind the homemade marmalade and jams or the sloe gin (all of which I never bothered with until I retired!) We can be what we like and b.ugger the rest! I will be reading your blog regularly now. I have one, but mostly book reviews (for books I like only!).

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