Meridith that is why we opted for a farm in the boonies , what a wonderful place to raise our children, Its such a tiny town here, If you go to town every one knows when you came who you saw, and what you bought, but a big Howdy from every one
That's true, Miss Wilma. Folks didn't even stare at me and Jus like they normally do when we went into the little store in Hiseville. They were quite nice, actually!
Farmgirl Sister #80, thanks to a very special farmgirl from the Bluegrass..."She was built like a watch, a study in balance ... with a neck and head so refined, like a drawing by DaVinci"... NY Newsday sportswriter Bill Nack describing filly, Ruffian. http://www.buyhandmade.org/
That sounds heavnly Miss Wilma! Now, we've just got to find a way to pull it off. My husband is so afraid of starving once we kiss city life goodbye. He's a practical fellow...perhaps that's why I love him...he keeps me grounded.
Argue for your limitations and sure enough they're yours.
Even though I wasn't born in the 50s or 60s, I always had a love for the music of the time. Whether it was the rockabilly or the old country music sounds. Give me a record player with some very vintage Johnny Cash and Conway Twitty during their rocking days and you'll find me very happy. My MIL's cousin has her kitchen set up pretty much like a 50s diner. We have a hoot going over there whenever we get the chance. I love seeing photographs of my parents growing up over the years. Oh the days as they roll by...oh the memories as they stay in our minds...