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I'm not even going to try and catch up. I'm workin' my tail off this week, and looks like next week too. Might get a reprieve next week if I manage to get everything done this week. Looks like I only have that Vegas trip in the middle of the week now. WOO HOO!!
Here's a little tid-bit I happened across today. You young'uns should read & heed!!!
(Original Author Unknown)
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a met amphetamine lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ”Why didn’t we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?”
I replied: ”But I did have a drug problem when I wuz a kid growing up on the farm.” I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for
weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher. Or if I didn’t put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four letter word. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom’s garden and flower beds and cockleburs
out of dad’s fields.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline or chop some fire wood. And if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the wood shed.
Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America might be a better place today.
My Kids are learning about those drugs right now.. What I am enjoying about it, my 5 year old, isnt needing the drugging that much, yet.. the test is when he becomes a teenager though, I am sure..
Greeeaaaatttt..... All this dumb snow is finally starting to melt and now we're looking at 4-6" again tomorrow. At least the shop got the plow truck finished. Got to go ASAP tomorrow morning to pick it up. Snow is supposed to start at 4am. Yaaaaay.
The snow offer still stands. Come haul it away and it's yours.
What ended being the problem?
Originally Posted by Powerstrokedlariat
mmmm.........steak........yummy. I've got some salmon going for dinner tonight.
How good is the seafood to those of you in the middle of the country??
Thanks guys. He is pretty smart, he follows me when I tell him to and I haven't had to put him on a leash. So far we've had 4-#1's and 2-#2's, all outside.lol
Thanks, Sheldon. I'm stuck in the Jeep until June, but yea I'm excited. You got pictures of her good side though. She's not too pretty on the passenger side of the bed or on the tailgate.
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