Bread in all it's forms is great. I would rather make a meal out of a bread basket, then anything else. A bite or two of meat, I'm done (sorry Jennifer). And of course veggies.
Not that it was lost (I just didn't know where it was), but I chanced upon our wedding video yesterday.
The label is perplexing, in two ways.
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First of all, everybody knows that when it comes to ALL things wedding related, the bride's name is listed first.
Second, my dad made that tape. You might even recognize his printing on the label. Surely he, of all people, should have put my name first!
The rotini salad, at the top, was surprisingly bland. The larger pasta salad at the bottom (minus the yucky black olives) had an unexpected kick.
Yeah ... you seem to eat out as much as I do, but catch a lot less grief for it.OK gang, out for some chow...
We're still tryin' to decide between Catfish Parlour and Rudy's BBQ...!
I'll let y'all know how it turned out when we get back...!!!
Laterrrrrrrrrrr...!!!!!
Haven't you ever heard of a lamb skin... well this is an early version called a lamb hoof. Times were not easy back then.
This is where your link takes me:
Tell them I'm sorry, I don't know them, but I understand how they feel. When you have a lot of years under your belt, a lot of loss happened. My Mom and Dad was "old" when I was born...I can relate to a generation older than me...I sometimes think I should be near 80 instead of 70, as I lived a very sheltered life. Not in all respects, as far as living on the farm, moving into town..and growing up fast for the time. My brother, (who was most like my temperament) died when he was 44 due to heart disease. I try to think of every day as my last. I try to find the humor in life, in difficult circumstances, as that makes me feel better. So, sometimes, if I seem callous in my "stories", it's my way of coping. Everyone has their way of course, laughter seems to work for me.
my childhood perspective, if that happened to me ( and , thankfully it didn't)Hahaaa...!
As I've posted before, both of my grandmothers were very sweet ladies that loved their girly things, but, there was work to be done on the farm. I used to go with them to get the chickens for soup. They would don their bonnet, apron, rubber boots...and hatchet. There was a stump each of them had that they would lay them on to lop their heads off and then toss them in a galvanized tub so they didn't run off.
A few hours later...fresh chicken soup.
I never really knew where my food came from....
All I can say is Ouch. The fly swatter on bare legs didn't leave a mark, at least for very long.My folks are awesome, but, when we deserved it, pop preferred a belt, and mom broke many a wooden mixing spoon on us boys arses. Then she discovered plastic mixing spoons...!!!
Pink is one of my favorite colors (my magic band choice, for next trip, to match my Mickey pink hat). Thanks for such a pretty picture... snow is going to take it's toll (for the second time) on all our plants..I want to move south right now, except for leaving the kids and grandkids...
My sister is too. I wish I liked meat more, as bread can distribute fat where you don't want it. Think tummy. I'm so glad of the new styles. Easier to hide the bread belly, ha.I'm the opposite. I'll forgo the bread, mostly (one or two pieces with butter), for all the meat.
But, I'm definitely an omnivore, 'cause I love my veggies, too!
Okay, I'm staying awake for those pics, maybe....enjoy your meal, whatever you decide...OK gang, out for some chow...
We're still tryin' to decide between Catfish Parlour and Rudy's BBQ...!
I'll let y'all know how it turned out when we get back...!!!
Laterrrrrrrrrrr...!!!!!
So true, or they don't have the hormone thingy....
speaking for myself...when I asked Mom when it stopped for her, she said never and lived until 88 
That's it? Gosh, I need more filler (think popcorn) not the healthiest but it's a go to when dinner doesn't fill me up....
