Oh yes, I did.
My mom called me this afternoon and asked, “What size shirt do you wear?” “Small,” I replied, biting my tongue to keep from saying anything else. You see, Mom and Dad were at the Great State Fair of Oooook-lahoma! and I was a little worried that I was about to end up with a crocheted blouse with a glow-in-the-dark wolf ironed-on to the front. Oh how wrong I was. My mother, she knows me.
And she sure enough raised me Right.
(Cross-posted to Kick the Anthill)
Oklahoma girl through-and-through. Writer, aspiring domestic goddess and totalitarian dictator. Taking on the world one carb-induced coma at a time. Co-host of Picture Shows & Petticoats. 
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You mom is awesome. I so want.
Gotta get me one of those!!!
Your mom is awesome.
What is funny about the post in the raised me right link is that the PNW produces the most ridiculous far left people this nation has ever seen. WTO riots, anyone (Wa) Death with dignity, people (Or)… it’s ridiculous.
Also, the place that is supposed to say URL says URI, FYI.
WordPress blogs always say URI instead of URL. It’s no big deal; “Indicator” is simply a broader term than “Locator.”
Glad to see a fellow Okie on the RIGHT track!! I love the shirt.
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