Have a smile on me for the weekened!
Well when you grow up in the country, you kinda figure out that what you eat for diner is not diner and what you eat for breakfast is not always breakfast. Now I know you are probably going "what". Well this is what I mean. We were brough...
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Sending a smile for the weekend
Marishka
Friday, October 23, 2009 at 12:24 AM
Hi Sherry/Smomdukes,
I have wanted to live in the country for a long time. It sounds wonderful, fresh foods, homemade, family, country life. I think I agree, I would probably not be able to eat chicken after I saw that for sure. I would just not want to hurt any of the chickens. Your life growing up sounds so nice. I wonder what Georgia is like. Thanks for sharing your story, I bet the fried chicken is delicious.
Marishka
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fifi
Friday, October 23, 2009 at 02:02 AM
Hi there.
I want to there with you, sounds good to me all that food and family together, so cozy.
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Smomdukes
Friday, October 23, 2009 at 11:35 AM
I am glad that you guys enjoy these stories regarding my childhood.
They are true, funny when I think back now that I am all grown up, boy life was so simple then. I am glad that you guys enjoy going down memory lane with me.
Thx,
sherry/smomdukes
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Thank you Sherry!
Merely Me
Saturday, October 24, 2009 at 09:02 PM
You always manage to lift my spirits with your wonderful stories...thank you so much for sharing your childhood memories with us. You should write a book!
Hi Sherry/Smomdukes,
I have wanted to live in the country for a long time. It sounds wonderful, fresh foods, homemade, family, country life. I think I agree, I would probably not be able to eat chicken after I saw that for sure. I would just not want to hurt any of the chickens. Your life growing up sounds so nice. I wonder what Georgia is like. Thanks for sharing your story, I bet the fried chicken is delicious.
Marishka