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January 29, 2008



Forgive this questions, but bear in mind that I am from a cornfield... a skink?? What the heck is a skink?


You're forgiven. I lived in a cornfield once too. It's a lizard. Here's Wikipedia's definition:



I saw was the bride and bridesmaids picking out the camo at Wal-Mart. And I was cracking up when they were looking at the golf course clubhouse and she said, "We can cover that fan up with a quilt. And we cover that golf stuff up with a quilt. And we can cover up that ____ with a quilt."

And he said, "And we can bring over some of the animal heads, too."

Good ol' country folk ... ain't nothin' like us! LOL


I enjoyed the quilt thing too. I might start to implement it in my home. I'm tired of that end table. I'll just cover it with a quilt. It's a heck of a lot cheaper than buying new furniture!


Just to jog your memory, Sean's Uncle Jim was in attendance at your wedding, T-shirt and all, and even though it was a little fancier setting, Alerton Park IS an outside facility. Hummm, maybe you been Redneck longer than you thought.


Oh thank goodness, and here I thought I was the only one who had no idea what a skink was. Based on the vows then I think the gift was VERY appropriate. I'm not in a cornfield though, just a snowbank. I don't think we have skinks up in the cold north.

Gosh, I'd hate to think who or what I would have married at 19...scary that.

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Too funny! I am definitely going to have to watch this show! It takes all kinds to make this world go round don't cha know.


I'm glad you have a sense of humor about the good ole' South...28 years ago (I can't believe I'm that old), I actually tracked down a producer for Days of Our Lives by calling Chattanooga, New York, and then, California long distance on a poor single working woman's salary (every penny counted) just so I could complain bitterly about their Southern storyline (2 main characters ran off, ended up in the south, and, of course, the people they met were idiots with red checkered shirts on, girls in cut offs, barefooted and no in door toilet). I was livid and informed them I worked on computer (alright, it was a word processor, but whatever), had an indoor toilet and owned more than 2 dozen pairs of shoes (I'm only slightly embarrassed about that last item). Anyway, they got an earful. Sorry, this is so long!


I happen to live in the country in California and yes, we do have rednecks here, complete with shotguns, saloons and cowboy hats, with guys who actually walk around wearing them and chewing tabakky. (I'm not sure whether they dress in camo at weddings, as I've yet to be invited to one). We have wild turkey and hogs. But no skinks.

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