OMG!! Can you imagine if I'd actually run into you when I was living in Ada back in the day?!?!
We woulda had some lively times fo sho!
I'm not sure we woulda survived it! There was a little dive bar in Ada -- damned if I can remember the name of it now but I can still see the tables outfront under the awning ... -- that I got tossed out of once. They let me back in the next weekend. Apparently EVERYBODY said they should give me a second chance because I was "a sweetheart". They let me back in but I NEVER drank tequila in there after that.
Was it the Tiger's Den? I hung out there a lot.
My great grandmother on my mother's side was Choctaw. Described by my grandfather as: "the meanest woman in shoe leather."My great grandmother claimed to be part native american, but dna through ancestry from both me and my mom says no trace
IMO, the dna testing industrial complex is out to get your money. We are all Heinz 57 to some degree, which makes the individual unique, and according to scripture… uniquely made.
Focusing on God, Family, Friends, & work….. and those things I have control over, the dna composition of my great great grandfather is not on my list.
Found a photo of the wife & MIL, for proof of concept. Also a slightly older photo that my wife took of me. And a before shot of the two of us together. I'm grayer and heavier than I was. She's been chronically ill for the past 26 years and change, so is doing good, AFAIC. One day she was noticing the gray hairs on her head, and I told her she'd earned every freaking one of them, and should be proud of them. And also that I thought they were beautiful! I'm only part Irish, and I've never been anywhere near the Blarney Stone. It's all true!You folks are newlyweds. We've been married for 41 years, this past August. Ain't either one of us as skinny as we usta be!
Though I don't have a good photo of us together, since I'm the default family photographer.
Found a photo of the wife & MIL, for proof of concept. Also a slightly older photo that my wife took of me. And a before shot of the two of us together. I'm grayer and heavier than I was. She's been chronically ill for the past 26 years and change, so is doing good, AFAIC. One day she was noticing the gray hairs on her head, and I told her she'd earned every freaking one of them, and should be proud of them. And also that I thought they were beautiful! I'm only part Irish, and I've never been anywhere near the Blarney Stone. It's all true!
Smart ManIll need to ask the wife to see what the "ideal woman" is and get back with you.
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