Oh hell yeah I'll try that with the Collards too!!! That sounds like the bomb! I've got some pepper-bacon and definatley have the hotsause....habanero baby LOL! I'll try it with just the Olive oil and seasoning next time; how about a little cajun seasoning? I've been using it in the Okra Gumbo on top of the cayenne I add....oh yes it's spicy! Instead of the bell pepper for the trinity I sub with jalapeno or anaheim. Speaking of which, I've been using frozen Okra....but I've got 2 Longhorn seedlings to plant this year, so I may be knocking at your door for some okra cooking/frying tips come summer...deal? I'm ok with it in Gumbo, but as a side I've always cringed. Yup, I'm a northern girl but lived in Dallas and florida when I was introduced to it. I think the only reason I didn't like cooked spinach as a kid was because of the vinegar, but I'm open to trying it again. Thanks a bunch! Vera

My thoughts & Prayers go with you Wendy!! I hope all of you...especially Taylor, can benefit from this! I have a friend that her youngest grandson (3yrs. old) has Autism! The "Dad" will not accept that anything is wrong! My friend has him most of the time and is really working with him..even teaching him sign language, because that's the only way he will communicate. My friend and her husband (the Granddad) were at the viewing for Ronnie and they had the little boy with them. Andy started playing around with him..and they were amazed at how he responded to Andy!

As someone else said, many are afraid to fly ... but not worried about driving to the airport. While for 100,000 miles per person travel, there are many more deaths in a car than flying. When someone is killed in a car crash, there may be a small write-up in a local paper/TV/radio. When there's a plane crash, usually there's a substantial number killed and it makes a fairly major news splash, over a fairly wide area. When I was about three or four, about a dozen neighbours had gathered at our larger than average for the neighbourhood farm to help get our wheat threshed, and several of the wives were helping Mom get meals ready in the house, which was about 300 feet along a gravelled country road from a paved provincial highway. The threshing machine was at a barn about 500 feet away and one of the neighbours told Dad, who was arranging straw on the strawstack, that there was a kid on the highway that could well be his. Dad took a look at the situation, saw Mom heading at rather high speed down the gravel road, and said that he figured that the situation was being taken care of. I think that Mom found a small sapling and gave me a tuning up around the legs on the trip back to the house. That was about 1932-3 when, shortly after 1929, the year of the crash in the stock market, and my birth, (and wasn't that the year that the Model "A" Ford was introduced?) there was not much money floating around during the depression and there weren't a large number of slower-moving cars on the road and people drove quite carefully (mostly). I was 10 when World War II started, the hired hands went to war, so for several years of caring for crops, milking and beef cows, horses, pigs and chickens ... what Dad, this young lad and a couple of younger brothers got done ... got done ... and the rest didn't. So I learned early about choosing priorities, hard work, etc. ... and increasing responsibilities was part of the game. Mom was hospitalized from when I was just under 6 and Dad didn't ride hard herd on me ... but when I did stupid stuff - I heard about it! When my two were small, we lived in a small town or village in rural areas. Our kids played with others, and if I recall correctly were allowed at that age to go alone to a friend's house, and I think that we seldom called to see whether s/he'd arrived: often, in good weather, we'd soon see them near the neighbour's house (if we looked). And by age six walked alone, or with friends, but not in a pre-arranged fashion, a couple of blocks along a village street to school. Granted - things are somewhat different now, but I think less so than sometimes we worry about. The new generation is going to have to be more self-reliant than people were just a few years ago, as long-term employment is becoming much scarcer ... and I heard the other day that within about 15? years, we can well find that about 40% of current jobs are likely to disappear. But a substantial percentage of the post-secondary education crowd currently suffer from anxiety, even depression ... with a few taking their own lives. It's tough being a parent, but it is crucially important that we encourage, support and require that our offspring learn in a step by step fashion to become independent. ole joyful ... who has no grandkids

That is old, but have had one older....35. She is not a very personable horse....she would rather be left alone, but I do think she appreciated me being with her her yesterday. Erin, have had trouble with my laptop, and typing on my phone is a pain. I will send you the other Bayou Tails as soon as I am up and running again. I am good at saying no, but possums have specific dietary requirements and most people won't raise them right and they get crippled and then they send them to me to save, and you can't. So I would rather take them and raise them right and be done with it. I have a mama possum and she is raising nine babies. All of mine are off the tube now and eating from a dish. Nickel, you asked how I started doing this....I guess you mean rehabbing wildlife. Not because I wanted to. I felt sorry for the babies. Also I get free food for my dogs, cats, and raccoons. I raised waterlilies and had two hundred varieties and to keep the raccoons out of my ponds, I fed them. I live in the boondocks on a bayou, and there are lots of raccoons here. who this going to rescue Marilyn? No one. I will probably die and the possums will eat me before anyone realizes I am gone. :)