I missed out on a lot of the girlie things when I was growing up. I was larger than the girls my age...so I hung out with the guys and frazzeled their nerved. I must not have changed much. I have a nack of still working the nerves.
Why I hung out with the boys,
I don't know.
Maybe it was the fixin' and
racing the cars.
Or perhaps playing chicken:
you know, who will yield first.
All I know is it sure was fun
to see those guys run in the ditch.
I was just as afraid as they were,
but they could'nt hit a girl.
Soon they caught on to my game
and Mama stopped me from playing.
She said that I had gotten too grown
up to play the big boy's games.
She gave me another assignment.
And this time I was raising chickens.
I just don't understand why today men
say to me, "you drive like a man".
It must be in the knowing how to handle
that steering wheel.
WHEN CHILDHOOD MEMORIES AND EXPERIENCES THAT SHAPED US INTO WHAT WE ARE TODAY ARE RECALLED WITH A 'SMILE'...IT'S A GOOD THING. BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Robert Burns' first daughter was Elizabeth. Her story and the five descendants Scottish lives are recorded here with the Bard's message today as ever in need. Al Quida listen: Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that. That Sense
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thank you so much for sharing! Keep on sharing and be
encouraged Louisa!
Much Love
Always!!
With Love,
Cindy