Hey, Debbie. I wrote an article a long time ago about hootenannies, hoedowns, jigs, all kinds of "folks down home dancin' parties".

I will see if I can find it for you.

We got a whole lot of apples just waiting for us, Jilly. You the Gal !!!!

How'd you ladies make out with the cider?

I'm kinda curious how y'all made out with Granpappy whilst I was o'er yonder. I kinda know Granpappy would rather take the 'made out' to a definition that school kids use behind the bushes...

Don't forget the term shindig!

anything like a hoot-n-nanny???

Welcome back , Beetle.

Well.... Granpappy tried, but it don't work with Debbie and Jilly can run faster that Granpappy, plus he is my Daddy, so nothing there... as for Burt, well.... Burt is not into the bushes thing.

Other than that, it is rather difficult to keep Granpappy out of trouble when you are off doing who knows what.

How was it "over yonder"? Hope you had a good time.

Hootenanny, shindig, jigs contest, dance party, jam session, it all means the same to me: FUN!!!!

Y'all come on over and bring your favorite dish. IdaMae, from down the holler, is bringing a few strawberry/rhubarb pies. Mmmm-mmmm-mmm!

Dang right, it don't work with me, Phyllis. Granpappy tried eons ago to get me behind the bushes and all he got from me was a good slap! He knows that he'd better conduct himself like a gentleman around me. I haven't had a problem with him since, and actually we get along quite well now.

I think I will use one of your great recipes for fried chicken. That is what I will bring to this lovely gathering. That, and my famous potato salad.

I think I am going to love hootenannies............

I love how we are all over both porches with this party! Weeee!