songbird's crazy world

Thinking about yesterday's blog post...and my summer job at the cosmetics company. 30 years later, I still remember all the details about my least-favorite job. How to asemble an eye shadow compact. The compacts were made by an outside company, we'd get the plastic shells with our company's logo and we'd have to put al the pieces together.  We'd have to glue in the mirror and the little tins of shadow and add the applicator brush, cover the shadow with a thin piece of clear plastic, add a sheet of foam to keep the mirrow from scratching and then add the label on the bottom. the compact would be wrapped in a liner and placed in a box (this was a department-store cosmetic, not one you can buy in a drugstore).  the box would be labellled.  several boxes would be placed in a larger box, and the larger boxes would be removed from the assembly line and placed in cartons on a pallet. the worst job on this line was cleaning the extra dust out of the compact.  ...

(cross posted at Midcentury Modern Moms ) Last week Ora wrote about her son's summer job .  I do hope everything works out for him.     I steal from the best.  It's time for me to talk about my daughters' summer plans.   My rule is that my kids must do something constructive during the summer.  I don't care if it's employment, study or volunteer work, so long as it fills a significant amount of time, is useful and requires active participation.  The rule came into existence after that disastrous summer -- the summer between Jen's sophomore and junior years in high school -- when Jen sat home all summer and did absolutely nothing.  I thought I was going to kill her, or myself, by the end of that summer. (That was a double occasion -- the first and the last time. the following summer she got a job at a day camp, the same camp where she and Becca had been campers.)   This year, Jen's summer is already planned.  She will be ho...