At 6 o'clock to night I lay down to take a nap and 6 hours later i awoke to daughter pounded on the door therefore I am up cruising the net at the wee hours of this day.
I got 8 eggs again yesterday and my egg bowl in the fridge is full. I had a stranger up the road stop by a few weeks ago , she was wanting to buy eggs. I called her Sunday and told her I had some bantie eggs and I would give her some for free. She came to get them and I thought after she left why she didn't thank me. I am not big on manners but I would say thank you. I guess no more eggs for her. Some times I am mean. I will send them to work and Janet can give them away.
This is a photo of my red pullet which Helen likes to point out I have been saying will lay soon.
I have told you my sisters and I do family research now you can trace your family by DNA . Betty said she would pay for the test and Fleta said she would get brother to volunteer for the test.
We had read or seen on these cop shows all you have to do is swab the inside of the mouth and since that sounded painless brother said OK.
Sister in Arizona called brother and ask him about being a Ginnie pig for us and swapping his cheek with the Q tip.
Brother told her Q tip HELL! they had this razor like thing and you had to scrap your gum with this sharp instrument wait 6 hours and do it again then again 6 hours later.
I can see the head lines now Powell brother dies from mouth infection but we got our sample before he kicked off.
I have read you can pull a tooth and get good DNA but brother has no teeth.
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Patsy, You are so funny. I just got up. It is 6:30 a.m.and you have made my day! I am sitting here picturing all this DNA stuff and your brother and laughing so hard. Yes, we did get some rain yesterday and last night. Thank you God. I don't blame you about the eggs. It takes only two little words to say thank you. Have a great day.
I got a email about the John Whalebone. An investigater is doing a dissertation on criminals to American. Anyway. John was probably born Whalebone Coleman. He was a founding left at Coleman and Whalebone Court. At that time in history, they named the abandoned children after the street they were left one. 100s were left on Coleman...if you had that name it was well know you were a foundling. John dropped the Coleman and was known as John Whalebone. He married Ann who was probably also a foundling. They had Duke who married our Betty Powell. So Whalebone is a Street in London and that is where the name came from. John went from being left by his Mother to exiled by his country then coming home on his own to swing from the tree at tyburn. His life was a sad one.
Ah, Patsy, your are so clever! I love to read your blog. I hope brother does the DNA test. My husband wanted our daughter to do it but he lost the address where you get the kit.
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