Of COURSE you're a hippie. Too bad you missed Austin in the 70s. Wow! It is yuppified and upscale compared to what it was then. Whole Foods was in a very old grocery store with wooden floors over by the university and they sold NOTHING that had sugar in it. It was a very strict organic, hippie bean-sprout-eating, earth-shoe-wearing hardcore kind of place.
My daughter has long accused me of being a hippie, and I keep telling her I was too young to fit into that movement. Her dad, on the other hand (the one we call the Sperm Donor who really did buy into the bizarre notion that "love is free" until he had to pay child support) -- HE was a real hippie. He tried to go to Woodstock in a van with his friends and got so stoned, he never found the place.
But Walys does have a point. I do things like earthing, growing herbs and vegetables, burning incense, lighting candles, eating organic food and whole grains -- I wear the trappings of a hippie sometimes. But she has sped past me as far as being a hippie, to be honest. She's into Burning Man, the Renaissance Festival, and eating locally grown foods. It's genetic, I guess. 1984 days ago
Hi, Susan! Today is a slower day than the previous days of the weekend, and I am glad. I hope to get to bed at a decent hour tonight to be able to get up early tomorrow to get my fitness minutes, Bible reading and housekeeping in before 8:30 when the (rat) race starts again with a Swedish children's club meeting, an appointment with my counselor, and one with my banker. Thanks for your encouragement!