tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8344404554106106230.post4302007801514936919..comments2023-04-11T02:44:33.901-07:00Comments on Scraps of Soul: A Farm Girl I Am NotAmanda Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09403995202428454176noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8344404554106106230.post-79287765703844893152011-06-23T09:45:15.535-07:002011-06-23T09:45:15.535-07:00wait a minute! i'm feeling all sorts of frustr...wait a minute! i'm feeling all sorts of frustration because i'm sooo the same in my many "limitations" but have the same dreams too! no vespa like in roman holiday?? no central california farm?? if your dreams are going down the tubes, don't take mine with them. ;) plus audrey didn't even have gps.Leslie @ top of the pagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10003880675646742286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8344404554106106230.post-21316591251429308412011-06-23T02:17:58.442-07:002011-06-23T02:17:58.442-07:00I'm sure my dad would let you drive his tracto...I'm sure my dad would let you drive his tractor. My brother accidentally started it and drove it down the property and through our neighbor's fence when he was 4, and I'm pretty sure you couldn't do worse than that.josie O.noreply@blogger.com