In a message dated 2/2/02 4:46:02 PM, [email protected] writes: << Quit that. Don't know what's going on but I swear all I did was hit the reply button. >> Norma: You have hair trigger action on that thar computer! I figured you'd eventually leave a message! That was interesting. I guess your husband was up to the 2 mile walk? Can't wait for installment #2! Sandi

In a message dated 2/2/02 3:51:07 PM, [email protected] writes: << "Great-uncle George occupied a chair of applied electronics at an important government institution, was attached to his position by the strongest of ties, and his death came as a great shock." >> Vicki: LOL We have a Maupin who was hanged and the cause of death was listed as elongation of the tonsils! Cackle! Very creative. He was caught in NM for horse stealing. Sandi

Quit that. Don't know what's going on but I swear all I did was hit the reply button. O.K. Hello Maupinites, One antidote.............Don't buy beef jerky and open it in route to New Zealand. Why.........?? My husband did. Chewed on some between and on flights. When we got to Auckland, NZ they give you a card to declare food stuffs, plants vegetables and so on. My husband declared his beef jerky. Meanwhile I was wooing and awing over the cute little beagles they had. Larry was pulled from the line, asked where his beef jerky was. He handed it over and they said it's gone. The lady security guard said if he hadn't opened it, it would have been O.K. So we board the bus, get to the hotel 10:00 a.m. their time. Rooms weren't ready so we checked our carryon walked two miles to downtown and the harbor. Went on a fairy to see island (very quaint and interesting). When we came back we found our room and baggage was inside and everything was fine. Upon leaving the hotel lobby my husband stuck his hand in his pants pocket and started laughing. What's so funny, I asked? He pulled out a piece of beef jerky in his pocket and said it's a wonder those little beagles didn't chew my leg off. : > ) Norma

The Vanderbilt were proud of their family tradition. Their ancestors had come to America on the Mayflower. They had included Senators and Wall Street wizards. They decided to compile a family history, a legacy for their children and grandchildren. They hired a fine author. Only one problem arose - how to handle that great-uncle George, who was executed in the electric chair. The author said he could handle the story tactfully. The book appeared. It said "Great-uncle George occupied a chair of applied electronics at an important government institution, was attached to his position by the strongest of ties, and his death came as a great shock."

In a message dated 2/1/02 10:07:33 PM Eastern Standard Time, [email protected] writes: << Norma: Welcome home! You still have your sea legs! When y'all get rested please give us some episodes, one at a time, of your most interesting experiences and we need to know all about the flora and fauna down under. Right Jackie? Cuz Sandi >> That's right! Lord knows when I will ever get that far! Please share your discoveries. Jackie

In a message dated 2/1/02 6:32:11 PM, [email protected] writes: << I guess this proves we are not snobs. >> Norma: You've got to remember that our family tree is a twig and our gene pool is a puddle. We do the best we can! LOL Sandi =^..^=

In a message dated 2/1/02 6:26:24 PM, [email protected] writes: << Fellow maupinites I'm home only it's anybody's guess what time I'm running on.......New Zealand, Australian.....who knows. I'm still rocking as though on board a ship or a plan. Maybe because it took us between 36 and 48 hours to get home. If I ever figure it out, I'll let you know. >> Norma: Welcome home! You still have your sea legs! When y'all get rested please give us some episodes, one at a time, of your most interesting experiences and we need to know all about the flora and fauna down under. Right Jackie? Cuz Sandi

Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. The subjects we get into. I guess this proves we are not snobs. Norma

Thanks Pat. Would like to take a trip down there sometime. My Sears' line first settled in TN and may have fought in Revolution there. I believe my Allen line did. Fellow maupinites I'm home only it's anybody's guess what time I'm running on.......New Zealand, Australian.....who knows. I'm still rocking as though on board a ship or a plan. Maybe because it took us between 36 and 48 hours to get home. If I ever figure it out, I'll let you know. Norma

Mary: LOVE IT! Sandi

----- Original Message ----- From: The Headleys <[email protected]> To: Mary Lynn Winham <[email protected]> Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2002 6:46 PM Subject: Fw: Southern Gals > Subject: Southern Gals > > > > Southern girls know bad manners when they see them: > > Drinking straight out of a can. > > Not sending thank you notes. > > Velvet after February. > > White shoes before Easter or after Labor Day. > > > > Southern girls appreciate their natural assets: > > Dewy skin. > > A winning smile. > > That unforgettable, Southern drawl. > > > > Southern girls know their manners: > > "Yes, ma'am." > > "Yes, sir." > > > > Southern girls have a distinct way with fond expressions: > > "Y'all come back!" > > "Well, bless your heart." > > "Drop by when you can." > > "How's your mother?" > > "Love your hair." > > > > Southern girls don't sweat.... they glisten. > > > > Southern girls know their summer weather report: > > Humidity > > Humidity > > Humidity > > > > Southern girls know their three R's: > > Rich > > Richer > > Richest > > > > Southern girls know their vacation spots: > > The Beach > > The Beach > > The Beach > > > > Southern girls know the joys of June, July, and August: > > Summer tans > > Wide brimmed hats > > > > Southern girls know everybody's first name: > > Honey > > Dahlin' > > Sugah > > > > Southern girls know the movies that speak to their hearts: > > Gone With the Wind > > Fried Green Tomatoes > > Driving Miss Daisy > > Steel Magnolias > > > > Southern girls know their religions: > > Baptist > > Methodist > > Football > > > > Southern girls know their country breakfasts: > > Red-eye gravy > > GRITS > > Country ham > > Mouth-watering homemade biscuits > > > > Southern girls know their cities dripping with Southern charm: > > Richmond > > Charleston > > Savannah > > Birmingham > > Nawlins' > > > > Southern girls know their elegant gentlemen: > > Men in uniform. > > Men in tuxedos. > > Rhett Butler, of course. > > > > Y'all know Southern girls are quick on the drawl. > > > > Southern girls know their prime real estate: > > The Mall > > The Beauty Salon > > > > Southern girls know the three deadly sins: > > Bad hair > > Bad manners > > Bad blind dates > > > > Southern girls know men may come and go, but friends are fo'evah! > > > > Now you run along, Sugah, & send this to some other Girls from The South, > > i.e., Southern Belles. Or to some of yo Yankee Girlfriends to make them > > green with envy! > > > > > > >

In a message dated 1/31/02 8:49:53 AM, [email protected] writes: << You would think he would have known that the camera was there, wouldn't you? >> I think he was too busy concentrating on the job at hand! LOL All one had to do was look up and around the room to spot the camera. Sandi

A girl from the South and a girl from the North were seated side by side on a plane. The girl from the South, being friendly and all, said: "So, where ya'll from?" The Northern girl said, "From a place where they know better than to use a preposition at the end of a sentence." The girl from the South sat quietly for a few moments and then replied: "So,where ya'll from, bitch?"

There is just a feeling about the city that doesn't appeal to me. When my daughter was in banking, her headquaters were there and we were always glad that she wasn't transferred there. Patricia In a message dated 01/31/2002 10:53:08 AM Central Standard Time, [email protected] writes: > BTW: what is it about Charlotte that you don't like? >

> There is just a feeling about the city that doesn't appeal to me. When my > daughter was in banking, her headquaters were there and we were always glad > that she wasn't transferred there. > > Patricia > >From what I've seen of the place, I like it. It has a good bus system, something that Fort Worth lacks. Here, if I want to go somewhere, I have to go downtown first and then transfer to some other line. I like the copious amounts of trees in their landscapes and the fact that nobody runs red lights! Here, people run them with impugnity---they have absolutely no fear that they will receive a traffic ticket. The people there have always been friendly to me. We do have the Federal Archives here, and that's really helpful, but more and more places are carrying the Census microfiches, so trekking down to the Archives is not as necessary as it used to be. Charlotte has more humidity, but on the other hand also is not as windy as here..... Pat

> Okay, I do feel bad. I love that library, although am not fond of the city > of Charlotte. > > Patricia I have to admit, it's not as good as going to New Zealand, but I do what I can..... BTW: what is it about Charlotte that you don't like? Pat

> > << In the copy room? There weren't any at the place where I worked. >> > > Where I worked the machine was in the office and there was a security camera > that didn't miss a thing and actually taped a guy doing a copy of his derrier > one night. > > Sandi You would think he would have known that the camera was there, wouldn't you? What a doofus! Pat

In a message dated 1/30/02 8:17:16 PM, [email protected] writes: << You do make a good point there. LOL Mary >> Mary: I try and sometimes make it! Sandi ;)