Eventful isn't always fun. But, one might as well laugh at it. We worked harder at Grandma's house than any place on earth. There was no electricity in
earlier years. Water had to be drawn from well. Milk came straight from cow ... gross. And, food was still alive!
The table was set with all sorts of foreign oddities modern day children would abhor. If it didn't come in a box or bag, forget it. This was a really good week to go on a diet!
None of us ... absolutely none of us sisters ever have any desire to go camping, fishing, hunting, or even to have a garden. We got our fill in our early years.
The good old days my foot! I bet I could write a funny page about them good old days. Grandma thought for sure them there chickens would peck us to death!
The only thing worse than stinky splinter potentialed outhouse was dreaded ice cold pot. And, if there wasn't a full moon, you were on your own. We'd often cheat and pee just outside front door, thinking it would be dry by morning, none wiser. Maybe that's why there was never anything green growing around doorway.
