tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post3628863695176404575..comments2024-02-10T01:15:26.419-07:00Comments on <center>The Orange Jeep Dad's...blog.</center>: What If You Run Out of Money?Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06848643822308909132noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post-51608772671518777532016-12-10T11:20:12.415-07:002016-12-10T11:20:12.415-07:00Silver Gold Bull is a highly trusted precious meta...<b><a href="http://bullion.syntaxlinks.com/r/SilverGoldBull" rel="nofollow">Silver Gold Bull</a></b> is a highly trusted <b>precious metals dealer</b>. You will be provided with competitive, up-to-minute pricing and ensure your <b>precious metals</b> arrives to your door discreetly and fully insured.Bloggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07287821785570247118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post-27392558006370057632015-04-16T14:04:03.541-06:002015-04-16T14:04:03.541-06:00I have been pondering this post for quite some tim...I have been pondering this post for quite some time, frankly just unsure whether anyone really cares to think about the frightening prospect of running out of money. Bartering is a good useful tool to have, and to learn about what one has that might be wanted by other people in the same situation.<br />I'm going to offer my experience, having been without money more than once. <br />I grew up in a household with a very limited income, an Army brat. My mother was given a set amount of money every month to buy food, clothing and any incidentals. We ate three times a day and there was never any snacks. No one had them at their house, either. We grew up eating "yucky" food and cleaning our plate. I vividly remember the first time I ate out, a treat paid for by a generous friend of my mother's. It was at Shakey's Pizza. The next time I ate out and the only time before I turned 12 was at McDonald's in St. Charles Missouri on a bowling trip the military base sent the kids to. I spent about $.75 and it was a big deal. <br />I was raised with the phrase, "we don't have money for that". It didn't frighten me, as our needs were met, and I can't remember much disappointment. I had a great childhood in a time when the outdoors was not off limits and imagination was mandatory. I was clothed in my cousins hand-me-downs and I thought they had to be rich. Most of their clothing that I received was handed down from someone else, lol. I raised my children with the same phrase often spoken, telling them about choices in life. Hearing, "we don't have money for that", makes the possibility of "we don't have any money" less daunting. Unfortunately, our government has filled into far too many holes in "we don't have money for that" and someday we will be faced with "we don't have any money". Meanwhile, students going to college on other people's money party on the beaches of Florida because their parents never helped them learn to make proper financial choices early on.<br />We protect children from the lessons learned through truth. How is this preparing them to be responsible adults instead of entitled brats? I have run out of cash before and it was not pleasant but we didn't go hungry and I never once heard from my kiddos, why are we having this for supper? The attitude of gratitude helps cover the gaps we all face from time to time. <br />This isn't directed at anyone, just my experiences with not having cash. I'm thrilled you were able to barter for your needs and your family saw how effective your decisions were on what to store that you must have all sacrificed for and how to make a good choice on a practical necessity that you needed. Deeds are always stronger and more effective than words. <br />sidetracksusieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post-85469659597714061832015-03-24T09:06:03.036-06:002015-03-24T09:06:03.036-06:00Sorry about the hassle but I haven't moved the...Sorry about the hassle but I haven't moved the blog. If you can share what happened I can look into it. Thanks for the effort to keep up! Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06848643822308909132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post-21376803911340929972015-03-24T09:04:34.949-06:002015-03-24T09:04:34.949-06:00There wasn't a rear tine for trade. I don'...There wasn't a rear tine for trade. I don't mind a little work anyway. My main concern was getting the garden started. Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06848643822308909132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post-76407784363808998022015-03-24T08:37:37.786-06:002015-03-24T08:37:37.786-06:00That thing will beat you to death!! I prefer the ...That thing will beat you to death!! I prefer the ones with rear tines.Dizzy-Dickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14150939928800538404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231305164855240671.post-39988186741214071862015-03-24T06:56:31.514-06:002015-03-24T06:56:31.514-06:00You've moved your blog. Glad I found it. Whe...You've moved your blog. Glad I found it. When I searched on Google for you I found a post that said your house had burned down!!! I thought it was recent. Whew! Good job on the trade!!Victoria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16014235737941054206noreply@blogger.com