tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post5317407990273300766..comments2023-11-05T07:05:03.764-05:00Comments on Sticky Kisses: Annie Hatke Schaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13977890058435423969noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-1331883764709428082009-08-21T21:32:44.231-04:002009-08-21T21:32:44.231-04:00Mrs. Watson-
Yes!... and her name was Patsy!Mrs. Watson-<br />Yes!... and her name was Patsy!Annie Hatke Schaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13977890058435423969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-82665413164337483612009-08-21T12:00:48.611-04:002009-08-21T12:00:48.611-04:00Speaking of possum.....wasn't there a possum d...Speaking of possum.....wasn't there a possum delivered to your childhood home one time long ago? I seem to remember a story......I guess that was your mom's chance to cook possum.<br />mrswAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-34313588642172598112009-08-21T08:48:04.864-04:002009-08-21T08:48:04.864-04:00Jill, I have forgotten that, but I do always thin...Jill, I have forgotten that, but I do always think of clint when I hear about squirrel hunting. I went to their house once over a break (with Kirchner) and Clint had furless squirrels soaking in the sink. I don't remember when happened to them after that, but I don't think we were around for their consumption.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14138574990542148943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-35982779812408364222009-08-20T17:59:26.706-04:002009-08-20T17:59:26.706-04:00oh, and also- i remember in college my roommate...oh, and also- i remember in college my roommate's brother shot a squirrel and kept it in our fridge for awhile...I bet Kirtchner might remember that. or Sarah, for that matter...Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01752189592297542479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-53481226023818064102009-08-20T17:57:41.821-04:002009-08-20T17:57:41.821-04:00Reading this post was so eerie because I had just ...Reading this post was so eerie because I had just had a conversation with my mom about squirrel season and how Grandpa used to love Aug. 15th because it meant he could go hunt squirrels. and i had no idea he did this until just the other day.<br /><br />oh. look- my mom made the same comment....okay, i'm a little slow...Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01752189592297542479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-54051653289093621232009-08-20T15:22:17.755-04:002009-08-20T15:22:17.755-04:00LOL Annie, you make my laugh! :o) This is a great ...LOL Annie, you make my laugh! :o) This is a great story! It takes a lot to make me smile by reading something and this did! Ha Ha.<br /><br />TO funny! :)<br /><br />Justin.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-67683553168558971552009-08-20T10:27:33.903-04:002009-08-20T10:27:33.903-04:00Bethany says I'm a real woman because I drink ...Bethany says I'm a real woman because I drink Jameson. I say you're a real woman because you can hold a dead squirrel and use your own tweezers on it. You are amazing. I want to help when it's rabbit season! With the cooking and eating that is. Martin is forever in charge of the shooting.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04240460688302826009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-68005465896347631562009-08-19T21:09:55.019-04:002009-08-19T21:09:55.019-04:00PS Annie, you're the only girl I can think of...PS Annie, you're the only girl I can think of who would still look beautiful while picking the hairs off of a dead squirrel! And I'm not just saying that cause I'm yo mama.<br />Love, mamaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-48369254373723942782009-08-19T20:01:38.990-04:002009-08-19T20:01:38.990-04:00Annie: I wish your Grandma Snoopy were still aliv...Annie: I wish your Grandma Snoopy were still alive. She knew how to cook raccoon...with potatoes and carrots. She didn't pass that knowledge on to me, however, and I've neither cooked nor eaten one.<br />I know she put it in a roasting pan and baked it in the oven, but I have no idea how long or what seasoning you use. I'll bet you could find out on Motherearth.com, though. When you start cooking possum, though, I'm outa here.<br />Love, mamaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-52426742342379409082009-08-19T14:31:18.732-04:002009-08-19T14:31:18.732-04:00I have to agree with Joannie. It took me awhile t...I have to agree with Joannie. It took me awhile to adjust to holding a dead chicken...I'm pretty sure that I will never be able to cook a squirrel. But I'm kinda jealous that you can. It's okay for my house though because I'm even more sure that Peter will never shoot a squirrel and ask to eat it.<br /><br />:o)Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10242155105268596495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-44463187612801621362009-08-18T22:03:49.416-04:002009-08-18T22:03:49.416-04:00I can't believe you're holding a squirrel ...I can't believe you're holding a squirrel over the sink. You are the woman I will never be. I can barely cook a chicken. <br /><br />Shudder.<br /><br />I'm sure Martin realizes he's one lucky guy. You can shoot a gun and hold a dead, skinned squirrel. <br /><br />Shudder. (again)Joanniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04086431759482896797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-69618012419314112112009-08-18T14:42:54.952-04:002009-08-18T14:42:54.952-04:00Annie and Martin! I loved this story about Squirre...Annie and Martin! I loved this story about Squirrel Hunting! When I was a little girl, I remember my dad, God rest his soul, used to go to the earliest Mass he could find for the feast of the Assumption (ALWAYS a holy day back in the good old days) and then he and my uncles would go squirrel hunting on my grandfather's farm near Nashville, IN. They would come home with the dead little beasts and then we would have them for dinner. It was kind of silly, trying to eat the meat off of those little critters, especially for a family as big as ours. He had to kill a lot of them! But it was a ritual of Man over Beast, even if the beasts were so little. My dad died on August 14, not only 30 minutes before the feast of the Assumption, but 30 minutes before the start of Squirrel Season. I always thought that was very interesting in an odd sort of way. I hope my daughters read your blog because I had this conversation with one of them last week! mrswAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-50348354515274992642009-08-18T09:36:58.227-04:002009-08-18T09:36:58.227-04:00Woah! That's SO GREAT! What a "recessio...Woah! That's SO GREAT! What a "recession" thing to do. I'm inspired to try it myself, though since I'm still gunless for the moment I'll have to throw old paint cans or something at them and hope against hope.<br /><br />Did you know we have bears in the neighborhood?Ben Hatkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13128090224957401149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-32545653424545666302009-08-18T05:57:36.849-04:002009-08-18T05:57:36.849-04:00It's an Indiana thing too! I think your idea o...It's an Indiana thing too! I think your idea of IN has been overly influenced by visiting Munster. We have LOTS of rednecks in the parts of the state that are not being annexed by Chicago. Sadly, squirrel hunting is not as widely practiced as it once was, but some of the older guys around here say opening day for squirrels used to be almost as big as opening day for deer. Annie's dad still remembered that opening day was August 15th and I bet he hasn't hunted since middle school or high school.Martin Schaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13141636305952858816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093857701201053643.post-80139441323384275042009-08-17T22:56:55.358-04:002009-08-17T22:56:55.358-04:00lol!! I was wondering if you would really eat the ...lol!! I was wondering if you would really eat the squirrel!! Nick showed me Martin's blog, and I commented there, but seriously... that is such a Virginia thing to do. So move here. We have TONS of squirrels EVERYWHERE. ;)Clarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07951385133545993990noreply@blogger.com