MizPete

It's been done. Hey! Ben Dunne.

That's for vampires.

NOT in grits. I won't argue about the bacon.

Y'all get all that sweet stuff away from the grits. It just ain't natural.

Sounds a lot like the Carolinas.

One of Dad's first jobs. He was still in high school.

I tell people: if you see me struggling, please throw in a suggestion. Even if it's wrong, it might trigger the right word.

I have nonfluent aphasia - I know exactly what I want to say but the word is vacationing in Outer Slovenia. Drove my mama nuts when it happened to her. And today my daughter (in her 50's) says it happens to her frequently - she's WAY too young.

I smoked 3 packs a day for 20 years. One day (it was Lent, and it was her birthday) The Boss came in & said I'm quitting smoking. I had just bought a carton ($15.00 here in NC - it was the early 90's) and I smoked them down to the last pack. I placed that last pack and my lighter in a kitchen cabinet. I kept that pack for a looooong time but I haven't smoked a cigarette since.

Know what I learned while visiting the British War Museum? I learned Monty did it all by himself. The only American representation was a GI in a parachute rig in a display case with a Japanese soldier.

ignorance v. apathy - I don't know and I don't care.

Rethinking this. 3 c/be enough. 1) less for you to have to keep up with. 2) A couple of bad shoots could REALLY dilute yr results. You know better than me - you decide. But I am thinking all the shoots should take place within the same calendar year unless you just gotta end in TN. And yes, NC is the last weekend in OCT/1st in NOV & I am no longer a factor there but I can't imagine why they wouldn't want to play.

Save a spot for Pecos Pete & as ever, I'll have $20 cash money in my pocket for you. Don't know if he's gonna make minimum this year b/c I hurt myself. If you go to 9, don't you want to make it 5 out of 9?

Petey's mama's sister had a GSD when he was an infant. The story goes, they would place Petey on a blanket & the GSD would pick him up by his diaper & put him back on the blanket if he tried to crawl off. I think her name was Patsy.

Sam, our friends' boxer, was supposed to stay on his rug by the front door while in the house. My chair was by the fireplace. Sam would creep, as quietly as he possibly could, to the fireplace side of my chair so he could put his head in my lap. I helped him all I could (and relied on him as an outside babysitter. My daughter could go in the yard all she wanted but he kept her out of the street and the driveway. He'd never seen another small child.)