I made a battery from a potato once. Am I disqualified from office?
Ew, did Beetlejuice put his engagement ring complete with severed finger in someone's wine glass?
Harris Teeter (Kroger subsidiary) -brand "Private Selection" chocolate ganache ice cream. It makes all other chocolate varieties pale in comparison. I let it sit on the counter a little to soften, or I'll very briefly microwave it if I am impatient. I legit get a nice big eyelid-fluttering dopamine hit with every spoonful.
I used to snack on raw peeled potatoes, but I definitely enjoyed them more if they were cooked/baked/fried/mashed.
I have all these things right now in the house. omg. Yet I've already gone to bed and I don't want the cats thinking they can finagle another midnight snack out of me if I get back up to putter around the kitchen. Dessert for breakfast it shall be!
My honey ordered a cookies&cream milkshake at Fuddruckers once upon a time, and they sadly told him they were out of oreos. We teased them so badly about that, they were shamed into going across the street to the store to buy a bag of oreos. I don't think we went over the line. I hope. We were trying to be lighthearted about it. and we were very appreciative that they fulfilled our order.
Of course a bionic baby kangaroo would like Skynet messing with us via home appliances.
And here I thought the neighbor's ducks just liked to visit us. 🤷🏻
and if you've done your job well, there's mud in all the cracks
Can confirm. I also fainted once after donating blood. They used that stuff on me. The tv does get it right this time. It works very quickly, and is similar to getting a big whiff of ammonia. Pungent, sharp, yet kind of the same feeling like when your nose suddenly clears if you have a cold and can breathe again.
Edit: lol, I didn't know they were actual ammonia. Go figure. I'm trying to not light up the room so scrolled past the image at first.
Yes, my hybrid does this. And makes a super annoying louder sound when put in reverse.
I remember the exits more by road name than number. Article only mentions it occurring at exit 15. That's Newtown Rd if anyone else was like me and wondering.
Long time headache adventurer here.
You are basically making a homemade Excedrin (acetaminophen + aspirin + caffeine). Stimulants cause your body to metabolize the pain reliever more quickly.
As for if you're ruining your liver, I can't say, other than you should probably go see you doctor and ask for a blood panel/ liver function test. Even if your liver values are normal, you'll know for sure, and have a baseline to compare future tests against. Plus your doctor may have some thoughts on why you're having a headache everyday.
For me it turned out that while i had acceptable blood pressure, it was high "for me", and a beta blocker took care of the most frequent headaches. But we didn't figure that out until we had ruled out a whole bunch of other things.
It was a frustrating journey to be sure. I wish you luck in yours.
Well I hope you've taken the brains out at this point, or else things would start to get a little stinky.
I've been wanting a lil miniature goat but now I really want one as an adventure companion.
My aunt had several, and one season a baby was rejected by its mother. She brought him in the house because it was still winter when he was born. Same thing as Jimmy, the baby imprinted on her, followed her everywhere. She named him Dustpan because he liked to gobble up any dust bunnies lurking about!
Mahala Mullins: Catchable, but not fetchable
Imagine a moonshiner so notorious, so untouchable, that even the law couldn't haul her in. Picture a whiskey queen who ruled from a....
Imagine a moonshiner so notorious, so untouchable, that even the law couldn’t haul her in. Picture a whiskey queen who ruled from a rugged fortress in rural Tennessee, and that’s where history buffs will learn of the legendary Mahala Mullins.
Catch-able, But Not Fetch-able Mahala Mullins wasn’t your average moonshiner. In fact, through the mid-1800s she was one of the most notorious bootleggers and sellers of illicit whiskey in Tennessee. It wasn’t that the government didn’t know about her. They did. It’s just that, whenever they came to arrest her, they couldn’t quite get her out of the house and down the rugged Appalachian Mountains.
Records report that she had a dozen warrants for her arrest, and numerous treks by officers were made through the 16 miles of remote Hancock County backwoods to her cabin. So even if the revenue agents made it all the way up to her house, they’d never be able to lug her back down. Because of this, lawmen would say she’s “Catch-able, but not Fetch-able” due to her tipping the scales at more than 600 pounds. Mullins would even taunt them by saying, “Take me if you can.”
!Mahala Mullins sitting in her bed
Working from Home Sometime after giving birth to her 19th child, Mahala was infected with elephantiasis, which permanently enlarged her. Eventually, she grew too large to move from bed. And from her bedside, she’d pour and sell whiskey in large quantities to locals, confident in her immunity from any sort of punishment. At the time, moonshine was noted as a way to “let loose,” medicinal, a cleaning agent, or a preservative. Mahala’s famous pear brandy brought in customers from all across the mountains.
Mullins was too large to be moving around the home. So, she took on the entrepreneurial mountain woman spirit of conducting operations that supported her large family from her bedside. She was often open in saying that it was not wrong for her to make a living in that manner. Mahala’s cabin was a special reserve for her, as her husband and sons had lost their lives in mountain fights and were buried in the backyard so that she could gaze at their gravesites from her bedside.
Mullins always seemed to be confined to the mountaintop ridge in which she lived, having spent her childhood and adult life within a three-mile radius, never venturing to town or seeing a railway train. However, she delighted in visitors and conversations, having been known for telling a great story and offering cookies and milk to her guests.
Around age 75, Mullins passed away and was removed from her cabin through a hole that is now occupied by a chimney. She was buried in her four-poster bed beside her late husband and sons along the ridge on the homestead.
Melungeons in Appalachia Mullins was also noted as one of the most famous Melungeons of her time. Melungeon is a term that first appeared in print in the 19th century, used in Virginia, Tennessee, and North Carolina to describe people of mixed ancestry. The Hancock Couny area was known to host one of the largest populations of Melungeon people in the country. Melungeons were considered to have a mixture of European, Native American, and African ancestry. And, Mahala Mullins was just as about as mysterious as her heritage.
Mahala Mullins Cabin The cabin has been relocated to town and into a museum that tells the story of Mahala and the area. Vardy Community Historical Society 3845 Vardy Blackwater Road Sneedville, TN 37869
What is the weirdest thing that your family does together?
When I was a kid, it'd have to be Memorial Day. All the extended family would convene at the old family cemetery to decorate the graves. That isn't the weird thing... the weird thing was we treated it as a family reunion and picnicked together among the head stones.
Where have you been camping so far this summer?
I camp in a travel trailer, and have done 2 road trips so far with the hubby. First trip was Savannah>St. Augustine>Charleston. We were short on choice in Savannah and stuck with a KOA sandwiched between Hwy 17 and 95. It... was a safe place to park and the showers were decent, I'll give it that. The campground in St Augustine was out on the barrier islands and just a whole old Florida vibe (North Beach Camp Resort). I loved the privacy between spots, and the 2 restaurants within waking distance. Not cheap, and not normally our thing, but it was our anniversary. On our way back north we stopped in Charleston at a city park that had a campground (James Island County Park) . It was perfect y'all. Affordable, in/out privileges with a gate code after hours, a lake and a water park on site, wooded campsites with full hookups, and didn't feel crowded even though it was relatively full.
Our second road trip was to a music festival that took us through West Virginia. We stayed in a couple of state parks passing through, and I definitely want to go back in the fall. WV just has beautiful parks, and I got a good dose of "felt like home" even though I'm from southwestern VA.
Being on the east coast, I wish we had more prevalent places to boondock such as BLM land. Sure we've got logging roads in National Forests, but there is also a lot of privately owned property peppered through the forests I'm familiar with, and I'm nervous I'm going to piss someone off by trespassing.
So where all have you been this season? Hit me with ideas!