You must be a picky eater
You'll grow out of it ... someday
Hi RG, sounds like a quiet evening for you too
WE ARE NOT PICKY< just simple refined palettes.
There is actually a nation group called "Pickyeatingadults"
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WE ARE NOT PICKY< just simple refined palettes.
There is actually a nation group called "Pickyeatingadults"
Oh, I mean sometime after 40I suppose I can be.
Been told that since I was like 8, still waiting
Are you serious?! Don't tell me you don't like olive's or pickles either
My mom used to just shake her head and tell me "I just don't understand. You ate everything when you were a baby"
I would laughs and tell her that I used up all my "new taste experiances" as a baby I guess.
I would laughs and tell her that I used up all my "new taste experiances" as a baby I guess.
Oh, I mean sometime after 40
Don't tell me you don't like olive's or pickles either
Forty?!?..ugh, that's so far away
Oh, I mean sometime after 40
Don't tell me you don't like olive's or pickles either
Nope.
Meat, bread, potatoes and I'm a happy camper.
Don't believe that Welsh. I'm "sometime after 50" and I haven't grown to love that stuff either
Oh gosh, my babies wouldn't eat hardly any of the baby food. Not that I could blame them!
How many children & grandchildren do you have RG?
Don't bet on it!!Forty?!?..ugh, that's so far away
You'll wake up one day and be shocked by who you see in the mirror
Oh gosh, my babies wouldn't eat hardly any of the baby food. Not that I could blame them!
How many children & grandchildren do you have RG?
Don't bet on it!!
You'll wake up one day and be shocked by who you see in the mirror
That's ok, 12 years away yet! I will discover the fountain of youth before that comes around
You were serious! PEAS ... pickyeatingadultsupport group!
See, now peas, I like.
Oh, now I love peas. Tender young peas if they are canned, or better still fresh from the garden.
You were serious! PEAS ... pickyeatingadultsupport group!
I love purple hull peas but the only way I'll eat english peas is with mashed potatoes
[/QUOTE]How many children & grandchildren do you have RG? [/QUOTE]
Our kids are 34, 26,24,and the baby is 22.
We have 4 grand kids. The oldest turned 16 this year and the youngest is 2 1/2.
I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters.
The oldest of my neices and nephews is only 4 years younger then me. I think. Time kind of muddies that recollection.
I was the baby of the family. I will be 55 in November.
When I started first grade my next closest sibling started high school.
I was a total pain in their sides.
Our kids are 34, 26,24,and the baby is 22.
We have 4 grand kids. The oldest turned 16 this year and the youngest is 2 1/2.
I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters.
The oldest of my neices and nephews is only 4 years younger then me. I think. Time kind of muddies that recollection.
I was the baby of the family. I will be 55 in November.
When I started first grade my next closest sibling started high school.
I was a total pain in their sides.
I love purple hull peas but the only way I'll eat english peas is with mashed potatoes
I hate english peas but my son loves them but only if they are mixed with mashed potatoes, like you do.
Speaking of food, I have to go fix supper. BBL
Pretty good sized family
I only had the two, a DS 26, and a DD 24 ... between the two of them and their's we have two natural GD's and four other GK's.
I love purple hull peas but the only way I'll eat english peas is with mashed potatoes
Oh, now I can eat my weight in mashed potatoes. Add cottage cheese on the side or better still stir the cottage cheese in the mashed potatoes.
I love bologna on toast with butter and grape jelly. There is something about the contrast of the jelly and the bologna that makes my mouth water.
If they could make a juice that tastes like a bologna and cheese sandwich on the first two slices of bread from a fresh loaf I'd give away all my other juices.
I hate english peas but my son loves them but only if they are mixed with mashed potatoes, like you do.
Yeah, I can't seem to eat them without the potatoes
Too mushy
All this talk of food and family reminds me of a story that shows how things have changed.
My mom used to use the thin whispy branches off the maple tree to swat at my bare legs during the summer if I got way out of line. You know just hard enough to sting, but never broke the skin. I was about 10 I think and I got the bright idea to get the step ladder from the garage and cut the lowest hanging ones off the maple tree so she couldn't reach them. She went one day a few days later to cut one off the tree and went "hmmP" and didn't say a word.
Victory I thought.
When my dad got home from work that day she said "Dad come outside I need to show you something". They walked to the tree and looked up. My Dad turned to me, and then he walked into the garage and got the step ladder. He cut all the thin little branches he could reach and handed them to my mom. My mom took them and put them in their bedroom someplace.
Neither one of them said anything to me, but let me tell you what, my MOM never had to use one of those switches after that day.
PS> I think my dad actually like those little whispy new branches gone as he didn't have to duck to mow under the tree anymore.
My mom used to use the thin whispy branches off the maple tree to swat at my bare legs during the summer if I got way out of line. You know just hard enough to sting, but never broke the skin. I was about 10 I think and I got the bright idea to get the step ladder from the garage and cut the lowest hanging ones off the maple tree so she couldn't reach them. She went one day a few days later to cut one off the tree and went "hmmP" and didn't say a word.
Victory I thought.
When my dad got home from work that day she said "Dad come outside I need to show you something". They walked to the tree and looked up. My Dad turned to me, and then he walked into the garage and got the step ladder. He cut all the thin little branches he could reach and handed them to my mom. My mom took them and put them in their bedroom someplace.
Neither one of them said anything to me, but let me tell you what, my MOM never had to use one of those switches after that day.
PS> I think my dad actually like those little whispy new branches gone as he didn't have to duck to mow under the tree anymore.
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Oh yeah! I remember those ... and having to go get my own for mom to use
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