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I make mine from scratch.Mom used that for "fluffy" dumplings and biskits

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I make mine from scratch.Mom used that for "fluffy" dumplings and biskits
Yes, that's a big one. And you can use the potty in transit!Hahaha it by no means is a small rv. It’s still a 33 foot class a - diesel pusher with a big engine so we can tow heavy stuff behind it (like husband’s truck)
But...it is only a 33 foot and doesn’t have any pop outs or slide outs or any of that jazz so yeah. It is smaller? Lol. I still love it.
Time lapse.
And pair of hotties. We’re waiting at a gas station for our friend. Kids needed a potty break. She’s denning under the table
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I still miss our Chicory bun. He was a blue mini rex. Cool little dude.Wishing, they are mini rex. Pictures soon. Here, look at my cochins instead...
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How frustrating. You got caught between the rock and the hard place with Robert and the medical staff. Not sure which one is the rock.very aggravated about the drs. She didnt help me at all. She gave Tom antibiotics and spent the rest of the time trying to get Robert to accept insulin. He ended up yelling at her. I seen it coming and didnt step in. Even after Robert and Tom went out she still continued to talk about him and not listen to me. Soo. Outside Robert has time to think and I told him, she said I could bring this sample home and let you try it.He said ok. I go back in and she is w/ someone else. OK understandable. 30 mins later I get to tell nurse what SHE told me to do (take it home) and nurse refused to give it to me. If Robert wanted to come back in she would show him how to give it but we dont know how to do that (she assumes) so she aint giving it to me. I did it for mom. dial a dose. I went back out and told Robert what she said and he refused to go back in . Said a few choice words about her and we left. Robert said if he wasnt so tired he would of went back in and kicked her ask.
My dad never did girly stuff with me. Besides, I was a tomboy! He didn't have much to do with us kids... it was the way his generation did things.Camping, The reason I asked that is because I came from a broken home. I guess I always wondered if dads did that kind of stuff w/ their little girls.
Why were your legs in casts?I had a brother in law that did all those things w/ his girls. Wasnt surprising to see him show up w/ pink fingernails. LOL I remember going a couple places w/ my dad but nothing girly. I think he took us to a carnival once where I meet the bearded lady and once in a canoe where we almost tipped (on purpose) and none of us knew how to swim. I was really small. Oh My step father took us to disney world once and bush gardens. I think thats about it. camping when my legs were in casts. Not a very fun childhood I guess.
YEP! No more gross gas station bathrooms or having to stop to pee for me!!Yes, that's a big one. And you can use the potty in transit!
They are young, got them from the McMurrays hatchery in June. They are mottled, I expect they will get more white each moult.I still miss our Chicory bun. He was a blue mini rex. Cool little dude.
Would those cochins be considered mottled? Never seen a color pattern quite like that. Looks like they are wearing black capes! I like it.