BarredBuff
El Presidente de Pollo
Kentuckyville is good! I went to revival tonight. It was GREAT. I also looked for wild chickens before we leftWannabefree said:Hello Jamester. How goes things in Kentuckyville?BarredBuff said:Hey Cindi!
Kentuckyville is good! I went to revival tonight. It was GREAT. I also looked for wild chickens before we leftWannabefree said:Hello Jamester. How goes things in Kentuckyville?BarredBuff said:Hey Cindi!
FarmerJamie said:in my neck of the woods, we got INCHES of snow this evening, still coming down
don't blow any of that junk down here!!Sorry about the chooks BuffpuffBarredBuff said:Kentuckyville is good! I went to revival tonight. It was GREAT. I also looked for wild chickens before we leftWannabefree said:Hello Jamester. How goes things in Kentuckyville?BarredBuff said:Hey Cindi!no wild ones. It was fun to think about though!

sorry for the disappointment, hope all is well.BarredBuff said:Kentuckyville is good! I went to revival tonight. It was GREAT. I also looked for wild chickens before we leftWannabefree said:Hello Jamester. How goes things in Kentuckyville?BarredBuff said:Hey Cindi!no wild ones. It was fun to think about though!
I sat with the choir off to the left of the pulpit, and didn't understand how I was in her spot, but didn't bother to move either :/ (that was kind of rude) The pastor was about to get up and preach, and in front of the pulpit was a large group of people in the isle, some were doing a song in sign language, and another was a clown...I *think* the clown was mimicking the sign language folks, but it was supposed to be for the kids. I went out to smoke
While I was out smoking there appeared to be another tiny one room house in the yard, there was a black figure just inside the door silhouetted by lamp on the inside of the room...I saw him looking over at me(like 10 ft. away) then I heard a pistol cock, not wanting any trouble out of this guy I went back inside the house, and somehow wound up in the kitchen, sitting at the kitchen table listening to the end of the sermon, like the kitchen table was the back pew of the church. I have NO IDEA what the sermon was about no idea what songs were sang, the only thing I know is what everyone looked like, and what the first guy that got up and sang sounded like. Everything else is vague and distorted somewhat. After the service I do remember the little black lady that lived across the street walking home and we spoke for a minute prior to her departure. I don't know what was said, but I always liked that lady, she's very friendly even though I'm a white girl, and she doesn't care for white folks :/ The one room house was gone by then and it was daytime rather than nighttime...I must have stayed the night 

I got nothinTanksHill said:Crazy!!! What in the world can you learn from that?
I have very vivid dreams when I am stressed. I am very good at picking out the meanings and the message.
My dh does not dream. Isn't that weird?
Let us know if you figure it out.
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Don't know what could be learned from that...and I just remembered something funny...when the little black lady was talking to me I remember looking down to see if I was white
IRL she never talked to me, she would talk to everyone else, as long as they weren't white, but never could get her to talk to me, even if I spoke directly to her. I did always like her anyway, she was smart and witty, but I don't remember ever having direct conversation with her. Occassionally she'd respond to something I had said to someone else, but never DIRECT conversation with ME....weirdness! Her son that lived there who was not in the dream....never shut up 
Maybe so.TanksHill said:Acceptance???
Or maybe it was just the Frosted Mini Wheats I had before bed last night.
I just didn't know why "getting" a cousin to come visit caused so much darn screaming 