Those Mennonites always turned me on, with their little doily head scarfs, and their long gray dresses with the ruffled sleeves.
You could always tell that there was a lot going on underneath there.
Where no one could look.
But everyone imagined.
On behalf of my Mennonite ancestors and far distant cousins, I thank you!
An ack back to all who wrote to me about the corn stories, I'm glad I could create a pleasure moment for you! Maybe we should start a corn lovers thread! Chili and cornbread muffins-Yum!