I didn't get to post yesterday because I worked late and was just too tired to concentrate . Also I had to gather my thoughts. I am getting alot of flack and or grief from my friends, and soon I will be from my family I'm sure about the choice of description for the blog...ie- "WHITE TRASH"
So , I now feel t is necessary to explain why I chose those words--I AM, HAVE BEEN, AND ALWAYS WILL BE WHITE TRASH- there I said it, so be it, It is time to OWN who I am-
This does not in anyway ,shape or form mean that, I use drugs, steal, or date my cousins.
What "white trash " means to me is this: I come from good, hard working, God fearing, honest people who just could not rise up to the general standards that society has laid out for us. It doesn't mean that we are bad, or stupid, or lazy for that matter. It just means that we work really hard---just to survive......For some people living just comes so easy- for us not so much.
I am the baby of five, and my Dad worked three jobs, and my Mom worked two, just to make ends meet. My parents didn't believe in taking government hand outs, so they worked hard to support us kids.
My Mom always planted a garden, and canned so that helped alot. We are just simple country folks who had a hard time.
And then it got worse-Our house burned.
My Mom spotted a house that looked similar to the Walton's (TV) and my Dad bought it for $600, and cut it into four pieces, and moved it up to the mountain- where my Mom spent the next 17 years remodeling it.
It was, and still is a mess and a money pit. My Mom's dream home not mine, but this is where I live until I can start my own dream.
So , I would like to share some of the stories, and recipes from my childhood, because I think it was great- even though we didn't have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out!!!
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