Author: lbeth1950

lbeth1950https://nutsrok.wordpress.comNow that I'm done with the bothersome business of workday world, I am free to pursue my passion, capturing the stories I've loved all my life. The ones you'll read on my blog are good old Southern stories, a real pleasure to relay. Here in the South, we are proud of our wacky folks. I've preyed shamelessly on my family, living and dead, friends, neighbors, and acquaintances, often changing the names to protect the innocent and not so innocent. My mother illustrates my blog. I come from a rollicking family of nuts, hence the name of the blog Nutsrok Enjoy.
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Andrew and Molly Part 30

Shocked, they turned to see Aggie standing in the door behind them, shaking with anger. “What’s wrong with you? Why can’t you see what a blessing you have? I’ve lost all three of my children and now my man. If God was good enough to give me back just one of them, I’d be down on my knees thanking him. Molly, Andrew is a fine man. There’s no better farmer or blacksmith around. He was kidnapped and tormented by the Indians. He never forgot about you. You can make a life together. It don’t make no difference you made a life with the master while he was gone. That was lucky for you and left you a rich woman, but now you’re free to be with Andrew again. No man around could run this farm like he can. You need him and he needs you. It don’t matter none about that baby he brought in. You got two babies with Wharton, didn’t you?

And you, Andrew. You need to git over your anger at Molly. She’s a good woman and just done what she was made to do. You ain’t so much different. Any fool can see that baby is yours. You took comfort where you could, not knowing if you’d ever git home.

Your pride is hurt but you and Molly took vows that still bind you. The two of you and your young one’s are all I’ve got and I ain’t going to stand by and let you take that from me if I can help it. Now, sit down and talk this out. I can’t take no more loss.” With this, she turned and left.

Top 10 Reasons Dogs Are Better Pets Than Cats

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 1. Dogs will tilt their heads and try to understand every word you say.
Cats will ignore you and take a nap.

2. Cats look silly on a leash.

3. When you come home from work, your dog will be happy and lick your face.
Cats will still be mad at you for leaving in the first place.

4. Dogs will give you unconditional love until the day they die. Cats will
make you pay for every mistake you’ve ever made since the day you were born.

5. A dog knows and tries to comfort you when you’re sad. Cats don’t care how you feel, as long as you remember where the can opener is.

6. Dogs will bring you your slippers. Cats drop a dead mouse in your slippers.

7. When you take them for a ride, dogs will sit on the seat next to you.
Cats have to have their own private basket, or they won’t go at all.

8. Dogs will happily come when you call and be happy. Cats will have someone take a message and get back to you.

9. Dogs will play fetch with you all day long. The only thing cats will play
with all day long are small rodents or bugs, preferably ones that look like
they’re in pain.

10. Dogs will wake you up if the house is on fire. Cats will quietly sneak out.

First Crush

Write about your first crush.

When I was in the first grade, John caught my eye. I liked him for two days till he got a bad cold. He got a snotty nose and wiped his nose on his sleeve. I guess it wasn’t true love.

I Love this!

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Hilarious!

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Retire

How do you want to retire?

I am retired. I spend my days gardening, writing, doing whatever I want. Retirement is excellent. Except for the part about needing money, I should have done it at eighteen. I recommend it to anyone.

Andrew and Molly Part 29

Just as Molly got the little ones settled, pounding thundered at the back door, Andrew demanded angrily. “Why did you send the baby away? He was thriving here with Rosemarie to nurse him.”

Molly’s Irish temper blazed. How dare he rebuke her again? This was only the second time he’d talked to her since he’d gotten back, bringing that nameless baby to boot. She’d kept hoping he’d make an opportunity to make time to come by an talk to her in private but he’d kept to himself. After a day of rest and several good meals at Aggie’s he was looking more like the man she married. It infuriated her to see that hussy, Rosemarie, cutting her eyes at him and making excuses to take the baby and slip out. If she weren’t watched, she’d soon have another baby under her apron. True, Andrew hadn’t seemed to notice Rosemarie but she remembered his shyness when she first set her cap for him. He quickly became an ardent and eager lover.

With all these thoughts racing through her head, she lashed out at him,“ Unless there’s something you have not revealed, this is not your affair. I did all I should have for that pitiful waif. The Reverend Bennett rebuked me for not having had the child baptized yet. He should know I’m Catholic, not of his church. I sent Rosemarie and the baby for him to deal with. I have more work and expense than I can handle. Now, with Bartles gone, my load is heavier than ever. Let the church take care of that baby! I have sufficient troubles of my own!”

As they stared furiously at each other, Aggie spoke from behind them, “Enough!”

Her Facts Didn’t Run

Our school was tiny. So tiny that even with two grades sharing a room and teacher, there were still usually less than fifteen students in the two grades.  The good news was, if you didn’t learn everything you should have in second grade math, you got another crack at it in third grade while the new second grade covered the same material.  Though each class used different books, the lessons sounded much the same. Continue reading →

Andrew and Molly Part 28

Molly stared with fury at the reverend. “Perhaps you are right! This is not my child and his care has put me to a good deal of trouble. I already have three children. Out of concern for this nameless baby, I took him in but clearly he would be better off elsewhere. I’ll tell Rosemarie to ready him for travel and the two of them can go with you!”

“No! No! No!” protested Reverend Bennett. I can’t take charge. My wife is sickly and can’t care for a baby.”

“Rosemarie can care for the child. All you have to do is provide room and board and deal with The Assembly concerning Rosemarie. I will be glad to have both off my hands. My thanks to you.” Having had her say, she returned home and left the reverend sputtering.

Walking in her kitchen door, she snapped at Rosemarie. “Get yours and the baby’s things. You’re moving to Reverend Bennett’s. He’ll be expecting you.”

Rosemarie burst into tears. “I can’t stand that old man. Can’t I stay here?”

Molly’s anger made her cruel. “I guess you can go back to jail if you prefer. You can work that out with the Reverend and the Assembly. You need to hurry to get there before dark.”

In a few minutes, Rosemarie left with the baby and her poor few belongings. The children wailed at seeing them go. “Children, hush! I told you the baby was not ours to keep. The reverend is going to try to find his family. Wouldn’t you be sad if you lost your family?” This did little to mollify them.