growing up.

When I was growing up my Mom belonged to a Hen Club. It was a group of neighborhood women who were staying home and raising their children. We were the children of the 50's & 60's. We were the baby boomers. About once a year my mother had her party. The party was always the first Thursday of every month. I stayed in the kitchen. My mother would always make pizza (of course with homemade dough and homemade pizza sauce). I learned a lot of the ups and downs of women's lives from those parties. I even started a club called the chicks club with all my friends from our small village. Stay tuned and soon you will hear some of those stories and you can share some of your own.