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Quiet? For 4 hours? Do you knit? OR needle work of any kind?? lol Maybe fold laundry?

My oldest is back. I'll give up the computer to him for a while. He is diligent about SPellingCIty and practicing his old spelling words. Quiet enough for me to sleep in the same room.


I think I can try some culling today. A fellow showed my how to dress a bird on Friday. A few key points. A pot of boiling hot water and plucking goes very fast. Do one at a time. Feathers seem to come off fast if worked on immediately. ANd torch to remove the hairs.

I ate one for dinner last night. Definitely NOT Perdue chicken. More bite, noticeably tougher but in a nice way. Flavor different too. I roasted the two birds; today I will throw the remains in a stock pot.
 
Well we've been doing it for so many years it is rare we sleep until the alarm goes off on work days. Nice that kitty found something for you to do.
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Quiet? For 4 hours? Do you knit? OR needle work of any kind?? lol Maybe fold laundry?

My oldest is back. I'll give up the computer to him for a while. He is diligent about SPellingCIty and practicing his old spelling words. Quiet enough for me to sleep in the same room.


I think I can try some culling today. A fellow showed my how to dress a bird on Friday. A few key points. A pot of boiling hot water and plucking goes very fast. Do one at a time. Feathers seem to come off fast if worked on immediately. ANd torch to remove the hairs.

I ate one for dinner last night. Definitely NOT Perdue chicken. More bite, noticeably tougher but in a nice way. Flavor different too. I roasted the two birds; today I will throw the remains in a stock pot.

Folding laundry, maybe. I have a load to do, but the dryer is in the room next to the bedroom, so it's not exactly quiet. I don't sew or knit, but I do need to figure out how to sew the hem of one of my pants legs back on. I pulled a little piece of thread on Friday and it unraveled the whole thing! I gotta watch a youtube video on how to sew that sucker back up there.

Spelling City sounds kinda fun. I could do that for an hour.

We had chicken for dinner last night, too. Very delicious. Made me realize I've got to hatch again this year, a lot, to keep up with my demand.

This cat is cramping my style.
 
Well you could throw the cat off your lap if you want to get something done or you could use it as an excuse.
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This week was a doozy at work. DH had to work yesterday too. I stayed home to do some school work and to wait for a FedEx package for work that never arrived. I think they either didn't send it or didn't send it with Saturday delivery. Gotta love the ineptitude some times. Hopefully next week will be a little less crazy but seeing how things went this past week, I think we will be lucky if it is a smidge less crazy. Hopefully I will finally hear something about the job in VA this coming week. They were supposed to finish up "interviews" last week. Don't know if that actually happened since our company headquarters is in Maryland.
 
I have an ever so slight drawl. Occasionally I pronounce something weird. I have a habit of tossing out a "y'all" from time to time, too.
Are you insinuating that there is something wrong with the southern drawl?
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I have lived all of my life in the southeast, so my accent is self-explanatory. When I was in my early 20's I went to Chicago for some software training. I got bored by myself alone in the hotel , so I decided to walk to a nearby grocery store to find some magazines. It was a small grocery store and when I was checking out, the cashier shouted across the store (to the manager, I suppose), "Hey, Joe, come listen to this girl talk!" I said, "Shucks, y'all."
 
I have been known to describe myself as the product of a marriage between a "Georgia Peach" and a "Michigander". I don't sound like either of my parents (unless I want to); my accent is more like a Midwestern or Canadian "neutral". I attended a small college here in North Carolina, and was a member of the school chorus. Every year, the Chorus went on tour during Spring Break, and one year we went north and spent a day in New York City, most of it in Rockefeller Center. Three friends and I had lunch at a restaurant there named Lindy's. My friends were born-and-raised Tarheels that had hardly ever left the borders of our state, and sounded like it. My ear isn't good enough to tell you which borough she was from, but the waitress was clearly a native New Yorker. I kid you not, I had to "translate" between the waitress and my friends - both ways!
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Shucks, Stumpy stop makin' me laugh!
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When I first got here to Maine people would ask me if I was from Alabama. Now, there is NOTHING wrong with being from Alabama, but even *I* (little ol' mid-atlantic me) know those folks talk funny. I don't sound like that. (Do I?)

BF still says tobramycin real slow like "tow-brow-mah-a-sun" to make fun of me for it. Luckily we don't dispense it often, but each time we do I get reminded of my accent.
 
I have been known to describe myself as the product of a marriage between a "Georgia Peach" and a "Michigander". I don't sound like either of my parents (unless I want to); my accent is more like a Midwestern or Canadian "neutral". I attended a small college here in North Carolina, and was a member of the school chorus. Every year, the Chorus went on tour during Spring Break, and one year we went north and spent a day in New York City, most of it in Rockefeller Center. Three friends and I had lunch at a restaurant there named Lindy's. My friends were born-and-raised Tarheels that had hardly ever left the borders of our state, and sounded like it. My ear isn't good enough to tell you which borough she was from, but the waitress was clearly a native New Yorker. I kid you not, I had to "translate" between the waitress and my friends - both ways!
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Were they two yoots?

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Ok, question for those that are living in the south..area..back east to me, and south..somewhere in there..lol

Folks still have their kids say yes mam, and no man, yes sir, and nor sir? And, if they don't understand a question, do they say..sir? Instead of huh? Or just what?

When we first moved here, like I said back in the 60's, we had a finger pointed in our faces most of the mornings before school, being told to remember to do just that..don't forget our manners, and to say the yes mam and no sir's.
One day in my art class, I didn't understand a question the teacher had asked me. I said...sir? The whole class erupted in laughter. Now, you had to know the size of this man..he was a very big man. He slammed his fist down on his desk and yelled at those kids...don't ever, let me hear you laugh at this young lady again! If you kids only had half the manners she has! That room got real silent real quick. I got made fun of quite a bit when we first moved here, it was middle school after all. Plus, I had the manner thing taught to me good growing up, my step dad was in the air force! Double whammy with the manners!
We begged our mom, plleeezze...don't make us say that, we get laughed at. She couldn't imagine, but after being here for a while, she noticed, because not only do the kids say yes mam and no man back south, so do the adults. The west is so different. My kids may not use the yes mam and no man, but they know to show respect for their elders, other people's property.....
My youngest that just left, was great with people. He worked in a grocery store for a year before he left and while still in his last year of high school. The manager there said, you wouldn't believe how many times..and I mean in a day, that he is working here, that I have people come and tell me that that young man is so kind and helpful, and happy. lol..he was known for his smile. Always smiling. I miss that smile. But it doesn't take long to picture it in my mind.

Ha..time was changed on our clocks before we went to bed. So, have been up for a while, but seems weird that the time looked off..it got lighter sooner. hmmm....

SCG, my son with Spina Bifida, can get to a wound clinic if he starts having problems, and sometimes, he just has to get to the ER if he feels a urinary tact coming on, because sometimes it will go pretty quick to his kidneys. And, he can call, although, we are about 25 mins away, it seems far to me. Like I said, I still worry, but he does have problems come up to this day, and will always for the rest of his life. He keeps his phone with him always, like most of us.
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