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Wash Day

2009-08-23T09:24:00.000-07:00

One thing I like to do is laundry, along with washing dishes by hand, and I recall my grandma's chores on the farm, of which there were many, and no help from grandpa thank you. The washing machine was outside the back door in it's own shed and it was a real hands on job for sure....it had the wringer on top and as a city know-it-all chick back then, I was intrigued by this contraption of convenience for my granny as she pre-scrubbed with lye soap the collar and cuffs (made by her no doubt)of grandpa's everyday shirts and by everyday I mean he wore the same shirt every day and everyday she barked at him to let her have the smelly thing. He had a few nice shirts that he wore to "Sunday go to meetin" and sometimes granny would catch him wipen his nose on the sleeve because he said she forgot to put a clean kerchief in his over-alls. Yes he wore over-alls to church.....most farming folk in them parts had church over-alls for the Lord. (Back to the wash day story) Granny hauled up the cool well water to fill the tub, then with a long stick shove the grimy clothes down in it making certain not to overload it, then plug it in and watch and wait until it was time to, one at a time, pull the clothes up and through the wringer and into a galvanized tub on the ground. After that she'd unplug the machine, drain out the water and re-fill it with clean water and repeat the wringing cycle. She had a double line clothesline, the length of the house with a bajillion clothes pin in her two pocket apron she'd fashioned out of a heavy fed sack that she then hung around her neck. The summer heat of July I recall, dried them stiff and fresh and she used to say she had no use for starch as the good Lord put a stiffness in farm air for a reason. So I love to do my laundry the city folk way but during the summer months my sweaty grungy gardening clothes are hung out to dry on my clothesline and with my homemade clothespin holder slung over my head I dream of and long for those days again. There were promises of a short visit to the smoke house with a hickory switch if'n we didn't mind our P's & Q's. Once in awhile I got to peek in there and knew it weren't no place no how that I'd like to visit. So I listened to my elders and did what ever they said. Pop in to my other blog: she's gone fishing

Hey Billy Joe Jim Bob did I ever tell you the story about....

2009-06-17T09:33:00.000-07:00

A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi recently with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for its fishing. The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.' 'Pet fish?' 'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let 'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back into these here ice chests and I take 'em home.' 'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.' The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's the truth Mr. Government Man. I'll show ya. It really works.' ' O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!' The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited. After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?' 'Well, what?', says the redneck. The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?' 'Call who back?' 'The FISH', replied the warden! 'What fish?', replied the redneck. Moral of this here story: "We may not be as smart as some city slickers, but we ain't as dumb as some government employees". I reckon it be a true story don't you? Stop in at my first blog and leave your calling card: Shes gone fishin

What kind of drugging did your parents force on you?

2009-06-06T06:39:00.000-07:00

I conclude that if our parents drugged us it was for a darn good reason!! We were drug many places, drugged many timesand really way to numerous to mention but, my favorite druggings were when we weredrug camping and when school was off for the summer, drug to my momsparents farm in rural Missouri. Up front on the left in hornrim glasses is mybrother.....as for me....probably out trappin frogsand squirrels or fishin with daddy on the creek bank. The little girl is my sister sittin on momma's lap @ManyFondMemories.I can still name all of our camping partners in crime here too.The druggings started in the 50's That's us cousins n all at my grandparents 50th weddin anniversary, hangin out in the backyard. I'll never forget the comment my granny made about me goin to town wearing shorts and that it weren't lady like...Look at us girls, we're all wearin shorts though.

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2008-10-19T20:43:00.000-07:00

What the heck is she thinking about?

2008-10-19T20:21:00.000-07:00

Hey does this tree make by butt look big?

Violet and Eunice chat it up while fishin

2008-10-11T10:58:00.000-07:00

Mr. B gives the kiddies a glorious time

2008-10-11T10:56:00.000-07:00

I can't rightly say who Mr. B was but he got my attention in this snap. Could he be educating these children in the proper attire for hobo'n or running away from home. Are they going fishin?

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2008-09-29T08:34:00.000-07:00

How cute is this play house made by someone, complete with curtains.I want an old car in my front yardto fill with sunflowers or hollyhocks!!

Cracker Jack

2008-09-29T07:54:00.000-07:00

A cameras click stopped these 3. What were they doing, were they getting ready to go somewhereand who took the picture and what littletreasure was or still in that box of Cracker Jack? The kids grew up and are they still with us today, and did they have children?

2008-09-17T07:00:00.000-07:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER GLENDA

2008-09-15T16:36:00.000-07:00

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Damnit I said size 4 dress department not 44 you gump faced blown up baboon ass bastard

Life is too short to fish only on weekends!

2008-09-12T14:04:00.000-07:00

If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner, you have learned how to live!!!

2008-09-08T18:11:00.000-07:00

He got egg-actlly what he asked for

2008-09-07T15:51:00.000-07:00

It was Easter Sunday in the mid 50's... my moms twin sister and her 3 boys were over for lunch and an egg hunt in our back yard. My brother, as with most brothers, could be some what bullish and bossy and no doubt stakin his position as the older brother and show off to his cousins how tough he could be with his younger sister. No doubt I found more eggs than him or maybe he didn't like "oh yea, well your face looks like the south end of a north bound skunk" comment I made earlier. He sure as shootin wasn't gonna be upstaged by a chick, so we exchanged death ray stares, did a little posturing but, I was not going to back down for nothin. It was fixin to get ugly. "Give em back buster or I'll pop a cap in your ass!!" I said. Here come the adults, of course with a camera slung around the neck.
footnote: Always stand your ground honey and never never ever back down for week old, hardboiled, colored, laying in the backyard in dirt and hot sun eggs for nothin!!!!!

2008-09-06T13:45:00.000-07:00

This pic is for you sis!!

2008-09-05T14:56:00.000-07:00

What's her comeback?

2008-09-04T17:05:00.000-07:00

I love this idyllic photo of a farm gal and her baby out in the yard. The galvanized wash tub, used for laundry days, double duties as a bath for baby while the family pooch watches. After the bath they'll take a nap on the metal bed in the shade till granny calls them for supper. Life should be so simple

2008-09-03T18:53:00.000-07:00

Ever have one of those days when you just want to tune everybody out?

2008-09-03T16:35:00.001-07:00

Just what the heck is it? A bathing cap? Flotation device? Nice little Victorian family on a family outting. The mercantile shop owner showed her his new hats from Paris and that these were especially popular with the boating crowd. They have multi purposeful uses like a spitoon, a chamber pot, lamp shade and bathtub for the youngins. Could be the hat on the baby is her hat and that thing on her head is the baby's bassinet.

2008-09-03T16:06:00.000-07:00

That's our mother on the left with her twin

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Why can't we just leave the Watchtower on the screen door like everyone else?

2008-09-02T15:26:00.000-07:00

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2008-09-01T18:05:00.000-07:00

Write me a caption for her. What is she doing besides looking like she is fixin to loose her cookies

2008-09-01T17:21:00.000-07:00

At times the relationship between the mother and her three daughters was said to be "in tents". Caption credit to Wrinkles4260 in PA

2008-09-01T16:40:00.001-07:00

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Some women cross their legs to strike a pose......At our age it's a bladder precaution!

2008-09-01T14:18:00.000-07:00

2008-09-01T13:21:00.000-07:00

It takes a lot of hair spray to look this cheap

2008-09-01T12:52:00.000-07:00

Uhhh I think I did a boo boo in your dishpan! That boo boo butt is my sister Glenda

2008-08-31T19:59:00.001-07:00

"I drove 4 hours for porn you idiot not corn"