tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260653014522977595.post6715536424168598436..comments2023-08-09T02:17:00.634-07:00Comments on Shaker Shack: Arkansas Trip - Day 2Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05030871493644117316noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260653014522977595.post-48859290502276165972011-06-06T21:30:52.231-07:002011-06-06T21:30:52.231-07:00this is just like a trip to Arkansas should be!this is just like a trip to Arkansas should be!Diane Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13009734060993413317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260653014522977595.post-63256903295567476372011-05-06T17:53:19.552-07:002011-05-06T17:53:19.552-07:00Oh, dang! And we MISSED that???Oh, dang! And we MISSED that???Tina McKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18020985112381915277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260653014522977595.post-16925171024852234682011-05-05T10:16:16.386-07:002011-05-05T10:16:16.386-07:00Don't you LOVE the relaxed feeling of the sout...Don't you LOVE the relaxed feeling of the south? I wish I was sitting on my grandmas front porch listening to the tree frogs and making sure no ticks climbed up on me. We used to fish in my grannys "man made pond out yonder' with real bambo fishing poles with corks on the end, then my uncle James would knock our poor fishes in the head and we would eat them for dinner. Good times! What fun for your boys!lori.huffakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05699343726970848217noreply@blogger.com