tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019010.post2621045298174126916..comments2024-03-25T19:16:17.295-05:00Comments on my life and times: Mepatsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15698348452802053572noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23019010.post-22812819762449223922010-12-25T09:28:47.229-06:002010-12-25T09:28:47.229-06:00Nope, Patsy, I've only cooked one thing today,...Nope, Patsy, I've only cooked one thing today, and that's because my granddaughter begged for cinnamon rolls. We're eating snacky stuff at my daughter's later on; I'm taking cheese ball. <br />I can't think for the life of me who the blogger is that you are talking about. A lot of the old bloggers have gone to Facebook and quit blogging. My address is Wellington, but we're between Wellington and Napoleon. Cliff really isn't a farmer; he just likes to play with tractors and pretend he's a farmer. I think perhaps you discovered my blog before I found yours! I enjoy what you have to say, and your sisters too, now that I've found them. You ladies are not too timid to speak your minds. I like that.Donna. Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18393352099473686196noreply@blogger.com