tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post919289292844424869..comments2024-02-09T02:39:35.343-05:00Comments on Two Seeds on a Blog: COUSIN MICKEY AND THE HEN HOUSEJudy Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15345722113065788774noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-54316923843899500142010-10-28T12:16:32.445-04:002010-10-28T12:16:32.445-04:00Anonymous Country Cousin Mickey.
Your Black Widow...Anonymous Country Cousin Mickey.<br /><br />Your Black Widow description of Judy is a bit scary to me since they get their name from doing in their mates.<br /><br />Don't be to hard on the A'Tigers. My Daddy was an Auburn grad (1927-31). So, in spite of Jimmy, I have to be for Auburn when they play any school except my Tar Heels or maybe South Carolina. I live in Columbia, SC and my nephew David was the SEC lineman of the week when he sacked their QB Eric Zier three times and the 'Cocks whupped the 'Dogs in 1993.Tom Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17709800599813555016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-69876512772850470982010-10-28T05:56:16.805-04:002010-10-28T05:56:16.805-04:00I don't think I've ever enjoyed reading a ...I don't think I've ever enjoyed reading a post more than this one. This is like a chapter from To Kill A Mockingbird. I only have a moment before I have to go to work - but this is so well written I must share it with my class. Thank you for this one. You are a skilled writer. More later...Tim O'Keefehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12653709506879101775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-12814002370314102012010-10-28T01:59:46.586-04:002010-10-28T01:59:46.586-04:00LOL. I'm loving this.LOL. I'm loving this.Leslie Parsleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743778482517634823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-33968044932456211342010-10-28T00:02:30.564-04:002010-10-28T00:02:30.564-04:00The Country Cousin has remained relatively silent ...The Country Cousin has remained relatively silent during this rendition by Judy of the facts of this case which turns on the question of guilt as specifically relates to the demolition of the hen house.<br /><br />Jimmy brought the gun, supplied the ammunition, provided the core idea, fired the first shot and later went to Auburn. Prime suspect # 1<br /><br />Prime suspect # 2 is Judy herself. A Black Widow type of character manipulating the boys by jumping around in circles screaming SHOOT SHOOT! She partially redeemed her reputation years later by NOT going to Auburn.<br /><br />As to myself, it was a hot day and I thought the hen house needed more ventilation for the over heated chickens. I will be a witness for the prosecution when Jimmy goes on trial with Judy as an accomplice.<br /><br />Cousin MickeyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-32081059900363437682010-10-27T14:13:56.739-04:002010-10-27T14:13:56.739-04:00Judy:
If you need a witness in the threatened law...Judy:<br /><br />If you need a witness in the threatened lawsuit, I can vouch that every word of your story rings true. I was a “city girl” who had the good fortune of spending almost every weekend in the country.<br /><br />My butt was none the better for it, as my brother’s BB gun took aim at it on more than one occasion. Not to mention the chickens who ate the product of the outhouse and would peck me on the butt while I was seated therein.<br /><br />My aunt and uncle had the corner store with the Lance cookie jars and Eskimo Pies! You can see a photo of the store with it Coca-Cola sign at:<br /><br />http://www.holcomb.org/<br /><br />And, yes, I remember the feather beds with mountains of quilts and the freezing steps to the slop jar in the middle of the night, made more frightening by the ghost stories told on the front porch before bedtime!<br /><br />And, this city cousin was teased for being scared to death of cows and having much smaller boobs than her country cousins. My sister said it was all that fresh cream they drank, LOL.<br /><br />Thanks so much to Leslie for sending me here and to you for your childhood memories.<br /><br />BJB.J.https://www.blogger.com/profile/12004309077511856506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-61510162950337908422010-10-26T20:38:52.188-04:002010-10-26T20:38:52.188-04:00Oh, yes indeedy. Now that is real country music. T...Oh, yes indeedy. Now that is real country music. The new Hollywood-style country music is a cheap, very cheap imitation. I won't even listen to it or go to the Opry. Taylor Twit? Give me a break. I enjoyed that - thanks.Leslie Parsleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743778482517634823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-84224658161663839132010-10-26T19:14:30.836-04:002010-10-26T19:14:30.836-04:00tnlib, I am absolutely flattered that you would wa...tnlib, I am absolutely flattered that you would want to mention my post on Parsley's Pic, my favorite blog ever.<br /><br />I am struck by the fact that you list as one of your favorite types of music "old time country." That is a genre that Tennesseeans of a certain age (such as we are) would know about. Some time ago I wrote a post about old country songs Tom used to sing to me in the car. Too bad he has fallen out of the habit. I believe it was before you started reading our blog. Maybe you would like to go back and read that one <br />http://tomandjudyonablog.blogspot.com/2010/04/sing-to-me-tom.html<br />Is that what you are talkin' 'bout?Judy Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15345722113065788774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-82788295882510627532010-10-26T16:43:30.940-04:002010-10-26T16:43:30.940-04:00Jim,
As Judy's husband for 47 years I have n...Jim, <br /><br />As Judy's husband for 47 years I have noticed and even admired her slight propensity for exaggeration and hyperbole. I am also Judy's attorney. Have your attorney get in touch with me before he files suit so we can get to the truth of the matter and reach an understanding about who was the instigator of the criminal acts described in "Cousin Mickey and the Hen House". <br /><br />How 'bout those War Eagles!!!Tom Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17709800599813555016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-71490363457660802092010-10-26T14:58:51.920-04:002010-10-26T14:58:51.920-04:00Brother Jimmy will soon comment as soon as my atto...Brother Jimmy will soon comment as soon as my attorney gives me the go aheadJim Davishttp://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1585567762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-70088693701089200712010-10-25T19:59:21.751-04:002010-10-25T19:59:21.751-04:00Judy: This is just so good that I'm going to l...Judy: This is just so good that I'm going to link to it from Parsley's Pics with the first two graphs. Hope this is okay with you. I just really love this article.Leslie Parsleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743778482517634823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-34875994624355484342010-10-25T12:19:43.913-04:002010-10-25T12:19:43.913-04:00Aww Judy, what sweet memories - many of which I sh...Aww Judy, what sweet memories - many of which I share. I never could get the hang of the utter thingy and once got chased by a pregnant cow.<br /><br />Was in an outhouse one time, sitting there and minding my own business when I spied a rattler lying across the top of the door. The toilet had some kind of spring seat (this was at camp), so when you stood, the seat automatically raised up - and not quietly. I sat there for the longest time getting ring around the rosy and praying that someone would miss me enough to come looking. They didn't. Finally let my shorts slip over my bare feet. The abject fear propelled me out the door before the toilet seat even began cranking up.<br /><br />I can't remember for sure but I'd be willing to bet we stopped at the General Store a time or two on our way to Sewanee and before the days of I-24. Besides wax bottles of sweet syrup and candy cigarettes, I remember pea shooters and long-necked bottles of RC with peanuts. Yum.<br /><br />But was that a simpler time? In many ways, yes. To be entertained children were forced to use their imaginations which your cousins obviously did with great dedication. But it took a lot of time and hard work to plant, grow and can (put up) the fruits and vegetables and make those beautiful quilts, gather the eggs out from under bitchy hens and get those utters pumping. But I seriously doubt if our aunts, uncles and grandparents would trade one minute of it for iPods, computers, cell phones and other new fangled gadgets that have robbed young people the chance to explore, use their imaginations and think for themselves. And cheated younger generations of family togetherness.<br /><br />Delightful post.Leslie Parsleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743778482517634823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-415887479989849842010-10-25T11:31:21.458-04:002010-10-25T11:31:21.458-04:00Those were the good ol' days. I like your blo...Those were the good ol' days. I like your blog, which I just discovered, by the way.Judy Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15345722113065788774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2552880991412553088.post-77399928831808196602010-10-25T02:52:57.128-04:002010-10-25T02:52:57.128-04:00This is wonderful! I remember so many similar thi...This is wonderful! I remember so many similar things - especially the good things like Mary Janes, Neccos (which I have in front of me right now), candy cigarettes, etc. - and the outhouse at my grandma's house. Our very favorite spot was up in the big magnolia tree in the front yard.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06948631272816359901noreply@blogger.com