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The one I remember most often was very wise, I think: "Can't means won't." If you want something to happen, you make it happen.

Another thing she would say (we were a family of six children), in rejoinder to the usual cry of "he/she started it" was "Well, you should finish it." (Don't involve me in your squabbles, settle them yourselves.)

We all get along perfectly now. We have been tempered by shared caregiving among siblings of my dad, and every one of my siblings is a hero to me.

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raised by my grandparents, they were born in 1915 &16.

We heard money doesn't grow on trees,

your're preaching to the choir,

those in glass houses shouldn't throw stones,

close the door were you born in a barn,

what you put in someone else's life you will get in your own,

homely in the craddle, pretty at the table

slower than molasses in January

what goes up must come down

cant get blood out of a turnip

he doesnt know his a** from a hole in the ground

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On 2/26/2014 Burnsite said:

The one I remember most often was very wise, I think: "Can't means won't." If you want something to happen, you make it happen.

Very wise indeed. You made me think of another thing my mom told me, and she took no nonsense when it came to it. If she would ask me if I wanted something, whether it was a place to go, or a toy or some clothes, or even if I wanted something to eat... if I responded with "I don't care" she would just look at me and say "Fine, then I don't care either." Guess what? I didn't get that food, or toy or clothes or get to go to that place. I soon learned to never answer my mother with "I don't care" when she asked me something. It was a good life lesson that when someone is trying to show you kindness, or asks your opinion about anything in life, telling them you don't care is dismissive and rude. She explained to me that she would prefer if I told her I wasn't sure, or I could not decide, but to say that I didn't care showed ignorance.

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My Dad was born in 1917, and was a Texan and used many of those same expressions, Brownie!

In fact I went to a lecture by a Medium last Saturday, and my Dad ( who passed in 2007) came "through" and one reason I know it was him (among others) is that the expressions the medium used were things that my dad would say, like he told another "spirit" ( who had just apologized to his ex-wife in the audience) "Oh you're in the Dog house NOW!" Something you just don't hear that often these days!

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One of my favorite saying from a Great-Uncle Sam, yes, that was his real name, Sam and no middle name . . . he was an orphan at about the age of 10 . . . raised himself pretty much . . . had a 3rd grade education . . . was in the Oil & Gas Biz in West TX, actually traveled all over the State of TX and would literally wear out a new Cadillac with over 100K miles and drove in the "oil patch" which means real rough, real heavy duty, type use . . . every year for a couple of decades.

I'm as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

And his voice . . . as big as Texas . . . made them all the more enjoyable . . .

even my two brothers, my Dad, my Dad's younger brother, while they don't do it as often as they did in the past . . . would talk in that Uncle Sam voice and repeat some of his favorite sayings. He was a character. There was a steak house somewhere in West Texas, they'd serve I'm thinking a 32 ounce or maybe it was 40 ounce steak . . . and IF you could finish your meal it was "on the house" . . . Uncle Sam finished one and said bring me another. At his heaviest, and he wasn't a real tall man . . . his belt was longer than he was tall . . . but he eventually quit drinking, quit smoking and lost all the weight . . . but with a 3rd grade education he made hundreds upon hundreds of thousands of dollars, lost hundreds of thousands and made them all back again. Quite a character he was.

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On 2/26/2014 brownie2 said:

slower than molasses in January

Brownie, That was another favorite of my mother's.

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"Fine, then I don't care either."

Jules, my mother didn't put it that way exactly, but I think we had twins as moms. Mine was a peach. She had a tart tongue and an endlessly loving heart. I miss her to this day.

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On 2/26/2014 Burnsite said:
On 2/26/2014 brownie2 said:

slower than molasses in January

Brownie, That was another favorite of my mother's.

I can actually remember POURING Molasses in January to see how slow it was!

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On 2/26/2014 Burnsite said:

"Fine, then I don't care either."

Jules, my mother didn't put it that way exactly, but I think we had twins as moms. Mine was a peach. She had a tart tongue and an endlessly loving heart. I miss her to this day.

Ditto Burnsite! {#emotions_dlg.wub} I knew that she loved me beyond the stars and back, and would do anything for me, but she wanted me to learn manners. She had a British humor that not everyone understood right away, but once they got to know her they adored her. My mom also had that tart tongue, I like to call it her feisty side. My dad tells me I get it from her...it can get me in trouble sometimes.