Enjoying our Sunday afternoon pickin’ and grinnin’ session makes me happy as a pig in slop.
Tipper
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Tipper,
It’s hard to imagine you as a “Pig in Slop.” A “Dimond in the Rough; “maybe. My sister and I would say, “I’m S’happy” when we were. The simple pleasures are still the best. Pickin berries, selling them by knocking on doors & asking a fair price, swimming in Leatherbark, Deer Creek or the Greenbriar River. Hopping on an empty flatcar as the train pulled into Cass West Virginia to load lumber from the Mill.
“Dinging on the Skidder with Daddy
Ninteen forty nine
In the West Virginia Mountains
Up in the Spruce & Pine
A peaceful Sunday Morning
Workin in the warm Sunshine
Ten years old & Growing
Tuning old Number Nine.”
I have shared your Blog and the beautiful music with many friends
here in California. So many love it. Thanks for Pap’s inspiration and all of your family and friends in
North Carolina.
Oh, yes, I’ve heard this many a time, as well as some of the others quoted here 😉
Great comments, every one.
Tipper,
“Now don’t that beat a hen rooting”.
Good picture.
Peggy L.
I have a pig question while we are on the subject. Will pigs eat dry corn cobs? I know they will eat fresh corn shuck and all. It seems we used to throw dry corn to the pigs and they would eat every kernel but leave the cob.
I remember having cob fights with neighbor kids. One time Linda climbed over the fence, picked up a nice soppy one out of the “mud” and missed me. I picked it up and threw it back. It caught her right upside her nose. She went crying to her mother who took me home and told my mother I needed a whipping and she wanted to see it done. My mother told her mother that she would decide when I needed a spanking and for her to “take herself on home!” They had a falling out that lasted several years. All over a corn cob with a little pig”mud” on it.
I’ve heard that one and “happy as a pig wallowing in mud”.
Tipper,
Those gatherings with the family
for afternoon singings are worth
all the memories you’ll have much
later on.
I can’t make it to see the Pressley Girls this time. Probably couldn’t see them very well right now anyway, but wishing you all a fantastic show…Ken
Wonderful Picture! Happiness and contentedness anyway you look at it; anyway you say it!
After the State of the Union address tonight, some folks will smile like a hog eating slop. Others will be worried like a long-tailed tom cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
I’ll have to admit that what I always heard the pig was in had the same number of letters as “slop”, and started with the same letter, but was a little nastier.
That made my day. Haven’t heard it in awhile but my childhood was filled with these sayings. My elderly mother still uses many of them as I tend to from time to time to share with my kids and grandchildren. Keep it up love your writings. Nana ~ Arkansas
Most of these expressions seem to show what is common to us. Poor pig really catches it in the Appalachians, and possibly also in the deep south. I grew up with these expressive sayings, and I throw one into the conversations on occasion. “Happy as a pig in slop” and when not researching your purchase you have bought a “pig in a poke.” If you ate too fast you were referred to as a “pig.” The most common was when children came in dirty from playing all day, “You’re as dirty as little pigs.” It is noted children don’t do that much anymore with all the games. Of course, sometimes we were cautioned to, “not hog all the toys.”
I might add feeding the pigs was always my job growing up, and they sure would squeal if you forgot. I loved animals, but never got attached to the pigs.
Hi Tipper,dear pictures of the girls!Made the cookies last night,used 1/4th cup peanut butter and 3/4th butter also few mint chip,great cookies!God Bless.
Great picture! Have heard that saying for years….
Oh my gosh, that brings tears to my eyes, my daddy’s favorite saying
Have you also heard “Happy as a blind pig in the sunshine?”
I haven’t heard anyone say that in ages. Daddy used to say it all the time.
Hello, Tipper,
I loved the picture of the girls.I live several hundred miles from you in the deep south ,but so many of the quotes and the words you hear in your area are familiar to me ,since I heard them from my parents and grandparents.We usually say”happy as a dead pig in the sunshine “,though.Keep up the good writing!
Shirley B
Being happy as pig in slop makes me grin like a mule eating briars!!
I remember my Uncle saying about someone that was a little crazy that he was “about two piglets short of a litter”.
Ah, yes! I have heard that one, but not for a long time! The picture is definitely a saver!
Tipper–That photo alone is enough to leave me grinnin’ like a ‘possum in a tree of ripe persimmons and fit to be tied because I can’t be there to hear those twins with the star twinkling eyes.
Jim Casada
WHO’S HOME DO YOU MEET IN WHEN YOU ALL GET TOGETHER ? I bet the food you eat doesn’t taste like slop lol.
May God Bless you all.
WHO’S HOME DO YOU MEET IN WHEN YOU ALL GET TOGETHER ? I bet the food you eat doesn’t taste like slop lol.
May God Bless you all.
WHO’S HOME DO YOU MEET IN WHEN YOU ALL GET TOGETHER ? I bet the food you eat doesn’t taste like slop lol.
May God Bless you all.
WHO’S HOME DO YOU MEET IN WHEN YOU ALL GET TOGETHER ? I bet the food you eat doesn’t taste like slop lol.
May God Bless you all.
Tipper,
“Now if’n that don’t curl your pigs tail, I don’t know what does!”
“LET THE SAYIN’S BEGIN”!
Thanks Tipper,
Love the picture!