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Allergic to chicken(s)

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1997. My bff at the time, we were 18/19 & she was getting married! Crazy. This was her bridal shower. The wedding itself happened in Barbados & lasted less than 5 years.
I don’t know what’s up with this hairdo. Must ask my Mom about that. No wonder at this age people mistook me for a boy. This pic was taken at Gramma & Grampa Smith’s place just outside of Drumheller, Alberta in a teeny little map-dot place called Munson. I have such great memories of that place.
Sometimes I miss my black hair. Sometimes. This was 2 years ago.
1998 I think. I’m on the floor, deep in a alcohol-infused discussion with my sisters. Thanksgiving I believe. We all brought our boyfriends to supper at my parents & a huge snowstorm happened so we had to sleep on the couch, living room floor etc that night, we weren’t able to leave til morning. I remember waking up with a headache something awful.
Summer of 2024. Sid & I were visiting at my parents & my parents were taking care of Aunty Judy’s chickens, picking the eggs because they were away. Sid was interested in these eggs in the pail. Though Dad is actually the true blue farmer, Mom raised a city girl in Calgary, he makes her go in and pick the eggs lol, which cracks me up, because firstly he detests chickens, always has, and secondly, he is allergic to them. Oh, and the old blue house in the background is actually the house I grew up in. Now used for storage etc.

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