When one of my kids was a toddler, she struggled with syntax. Yea, only one of them. The other five…
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Fine Dining at the Redneck Grill
Hubby, fondly known as Mr. P, and I are misplaced Rednecks, adjusting to the life of city-slickers. We’re learning to…
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City-Slicking Redneck Breakfast
Remember when I wrote about the City-Slicking Redneck Vacation I gave the tantilizing promise of showing ya’ a Redneck Breakfast? Pull out…
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City-Slickin’ Redneck Vacation
My husband and I grew up in the upper Midwest, got married and stayed. Most of our married life we…
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What’s For Dinner?
The same question haunts me daily. No matter how many loads of laundry I’ve washed, how many weeds I’ve pulled,…
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May I Take Your Order Please?
The words were music to my ears. “Mom, can I make lunch?” Like I’m gunna’ say NO?!?!?!?!? My youngest daughter…
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