I would have a different list every day! As I have been going through mine digging the ones that need dividing I notice others I didn't think of when I last posted a list. Here is the March 2012 version of the ones I can't wait to see again... Carmen Bunky Newaukum Grape Diva Jordan Nicole Sheer Heavens October Skies, All that Jazz Merlot Wyoming Wedding Lemon Kiss Cyma Warrior. Ask me tomorrow and I will have a different list! This makes it really hard to pick 20 to eliminate to make room for new ones. THe only one I know of yet to eliminate is Ahoy Matey, And a Purple that always had a blank center last year. The rest are going to be really hard! Some will probably be moved up around the house.

When one of our camping friends died, his widow didn't want to quit camping, and since our son and her kids were such good friends, I suggested I would teach her how to tow her travel trailer. so, she got pretty adept at towing, so we'd go on short trips--us in our pickup & trailer, and she in her Station wagon & Trailer. Her youngest daughter sort of adopted me as her substitute father, so i treated her as good as her daddy did, or so i tried to do. (She still calls me Dad) We were up in northern Ohio on one trip, and upon seeing a sign for a campground, we pulled in, and as my wife stepped out of the truck, a beer can rolled out of the door opening! This wouldn't have been so bad, but the camp was a religious camp! And then, my semi-adopted daughter got out of the car behind us, driven by her mother (Not accompanied by a male!) and hollered:"Hey, Dad, is this where we are going to stay tonight?" Well, by this time, my wife had been talking to the man in charge, and when he heard Debbie say that, we got the "Bum's Rush!" I suppose he saw the beer can, too! A funny thing about that situation was--there was never any hanky-panky going on, but we'd kid about me and my 2 wives and all our kids, wherever we went! We all had gone to Westmoreland Mall one day to shop! I didn't want to do all that walking, so i went to an ice cream store, bought a big cone and went outside to eat it! i sat on a park bench, and began talking to an old guy there. And then, the 2 ladies and 4 kids came up, saying:"Dad, why didn't you buy ice cream for all of your kids?" The old guy gave me a funny look, got up, and walked away, fast! by: Rustyj

Boyohboy, don't I agree on the American Processed Food thing, read that ingredient list and some of it can't even be pronounced and probably shouldn't be consumed! I have, however, eaten horse. Back in 1973, there was a PBB poisoning of cattle in Michigan. Several thousand pounds of fire retardant was accidentally added to livestock food. After a lot of cover ups, finger pointing and denial, it was determined that the feed was contaminated. The government said there were only two disposal sites, but later investigation turned up many more throughout the state. All health departments in the state were contacted and only two responded. In the burial pits; 33,000 cattle, 1.5 million chickens 1,470 sheep, 5,920 hogs, 865 tons of feed, 17,900 pounds of cheese, 2,630 pounds of butter, 34,000 pounds of dry milk and 5 million eggs were buried.These events were portrayed in the 1981 in the documentary "Cattlegate" by Jeff Jackson, the true-fiction film Bitter Harvest starring Ron Howard, and in the book "The Poisoning of Michigan" by Joyce Egginton. At first the deaths of the animals were blamed on the farmer's lack of care or skill. Yeah. After a year, the animals were culled. Most of Michigan still has PBB in their system and the USDA says that most of Michigan's farms are so contaminated that every product produced is contaminated with some level of PBB. Anyway, as farmers were bulldozing their livestock and livelihoods into pits, everyone was afraid to eat beef. Horse meat became very common. We were lucky, because we raised out own livestock feed and purchased none of the contaminated stuff. I remember some guy from Chicago stopping at the farm and telling Dad he'd give him 17 cents a pound for the whole herd. Dad told him that for 17 cents a pound he'd eat every damned one of them himself. So, anyway, nearly everyone in Michigan during that time has eaten horse meat. Annie

I was born several months before Pearl Harbor and WWII. My mother had been a teacher before she married. Many pregnancies and 4 children kept her at home in the traditional stay at home mom role. Laundry was a two or three day chore. She baked our bread and cooked all our meals. She was an equal partner with my father in the leadership of our family. All of us kids knew we would be earning a college degree, giving us career choices to provide for us and to serve us in any financial emergency. But the huge difference occurred when I was in college. The girls graduating in May were marrying in June, and they were all on the pill, something I had never heard of. Now, a woman could work, plan for her family’s financial security, and decide when to have a baby and when, if ever, to have another. I remember when DH and I eloped at spring break. I was finishing my Master’s degree that summer and talked with the older women in my department about my continuing career plans. They would laugh at me, remembering their own early years as a bride and explain that the following year I would be surely on maternity leave. “No, I would explain. That won’t happen. I’ve got The Pill.” They were always taken aback. There had been no such option for them and most of them had returned to teaching only recently after taking leave for years to raise their kids. By the time I was ready to have our kids and be a stay at home mom, the pill had allowed us to build a nest egg for our family to give us a solid foundation and to allow me to be home to raise our children.