AM: Haha! No, Trevor has never been able to comment on my blog, because I've always had it set so only fellow Bloggers could comment. I decided I'd change that in 2007 (part of my New Year's resolution to not fear the internet (and internet stalkers) so much). We'll see how it goes. If Trevor gets to hard to handle, I'll revoke his commenting power. :P
So, Abby’s from Hamilton, huh?! Cute town. Lots of history. I’ve never seen the store that sells said pork butt, but it isn’t on the square so that is to be expected (I’m normally driving through Hamilton, and have never felt the urge to stay awhile and explore).
And you know you ate pork butt when you went to pick Abby up. Come on...admit it!
Ohhhh, that's right, I forgot about you blocking out the anon's. I can't b/c my sister wouldn't comment if she couldn't be anon. Bravo to you for being so brave!
We picked up Abs at the co-breeder, who at the time, lived in Hamilton. She was actually born in College Station at the other breeder's place. I think we ate at the Dairy Queen. Equally scary, but in a different way.
That was a good day. The boys (hubby and his dad) were so confident in telling us girls (my m-i-l and I) that we were NOT going to actually pick up the pups that day, we were just going to pick them OUT. But when we got there, everyone else was picking theirs up so they weren't going to get to socialize with them anyways. So, we showed them on the way home when we had Abby and Beka in our laps. Little babies! Yea, that was a good day.
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WOW!!! I have the power to comment finally...what am I going to say first????
How about I Love You and I'll take you out friday for some pork butt, grilled not fried.
-T
Oh, Trevor...
I think you just swooned at that offer, right?
Was Trevor's commenting powers taken away from him prior to today? Sad.
We picked up Abby in Hamilton. I wonder if that sign was there 7 years ago. If it was, I think I would have remembered it.
AM: Haha! No, Trevor has never been able to comment on my blog, because I've always had it set so only fellow Bloggers could comment. I decided I'd change that in 2007 (part of my New Year's resolution to not fear the internet (and internet stalkers) so much). We'll see how it goes. If Trevor gets to hard to handle, I'll revoke his commenting power. :P
So, Abby’s from Hamilton, huh?! Cute town. Lots of history. I’ve never seen the store that sells said pork butt, but it isn’t on the square so that is to be expected (I’m normally driving through Hamilton, and have never felt the urge to stay awhile and explore).
And you know you ate pork butt when you went to pick Abby up. Come on...admit it!
Ohhhh, that's right, I forgot about you blocking out the anon's. I can't b/c my sister wouldn't comment if she couldn't be anon. Bravo to you for being so brave!
We picked up Abs at the co-breeder, who at the time, lived in Hamilton. She was actually born in College Station at the other breeder's place. I think we ate at the Dairy Queen. Equally scary, but in a different way.
That was a good day. The boys (hubby and his dad) were so confident in telling us girls (my m-i-l and I) that we were NOT going to actually pick up the pups that day, we were just going to pick them OUT. But when we got there, everyone else was picking theirs up so they weren't going to get to socialize with them anyways. So, we showed them on the way home when we had Abby and Beka in our laps. Little babies! Yea, that was a good day.
Hooray! I am so glad you got a picture of the sign for Pork Butt Fridays. That just made my day.
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