Duck Dynasty's Robertson Family Reveals Part IV

It's Wednesday!

All new episode of Duck Dyansty on A&E at 9pm. (For the record, my kids are super disappointed there is only one new episode a week versus the back to backs they used to have.)

So? What have I got for you....

The Robertsons en mass were seen on the ACMs this past Sunday night, lookin' all spiffed up and fabulous.

 

 

Korie and Willie did a great job presenting an award to Jason Aldean. My kids spent the whole show yelling, "There's Phil! There's Willie!" whenever the camera panned to their row of seats during the show. Forget the awards, it was a virtual "Where's Waldo, Robertson Edditon" at the Sexton household. Minus the red stripes.

 

Guess what? Guess What?

I've got more pictures of the illusive Christine Robertson!

 

 

I think we'd all get to know her as we've gotten glimpses of what the other family members are like.

 

Here's an older picture from a church directory in Alabama

 

 

In this church directory(circa 1993), the teenager in the picture's name is Scott. I've not been able to uncover a whole lot about any Scott Robertson. At first, I thought maybe he was a possible foster child (perhaps Willie and Korie got their fostering inspiration from an older generation?) but the resemblance between Christine and Scott are too alike. Their noses and their smiles are very much alike. Sooo... I'm not sure. Silas Robertson's step child? The couple's actual child? I just don't know. I'll keep digging.

 

Speaking of Korie and Willie's children (middle of last paragraph) here a some fun pictures that Korie posted on Instgram:

 

 

 

 

Silly, I like it.

 

For more Silly, I'd like to share a few videos that Jase and Si did for a car dealership in Arkansas. They made me laugh. Unfortunately, I can't get the darn things to embed in my blog, so you'll have to click the Video Links.

 

 

 

Video #1

 

 

 

And the following's my favorite! 

 

 

 

Video #2

 

 More Robertson Family Reveals:

Part I   Part II    Part III

 

 

Living a Redneck Life

I'll admit it. I'm probably a Redneck. I wouldn't say I'm a down home redneck or backwoods redneck, BUT a redneck regardless.
Remember when Jeff Foxworthy was the premier comedian of the decade? Yeah well, there were way too many instances that could easily be related to my little corner of the world called Pleasant Grove. People have cars in their yards. (I said yards, not driveways.) Running ones, broken ones, ones without tires, partial ones, ones with bullet holes...
People in my corner of the world own pets. Lots of them. Mostly of the barking persuasion. Big barking ones, yipping ones, coon hunting ones, little itty bitty tea cup sized ones.
People own guns. Lots of them. We collect them because we can, buy them from one another when its purpose has been served and we shoot all kinds of things.
We own toys. Not Matchbox cars and Barbie dolls, but snowmobiles, dirt bikes, four wheelers, boats, golf carts, Harleys, campers. There is even a drivable picnic table in my back yard.  It was a redneck weekend project of epic proportions. Don't even get me started on the massive LP tank turned cookers/smokers that have been birthed in this place.
We hunt. We fish.
The best stories are ones when friends and family join together to drink and be merry. Wether it be in someone's shop while they're  working on a vehicle, someone's house while they're renovating, a yard for in celebration of a birthday or life event or a garage just to commune after the work day, there's usually a story. Do you know I have actually witnessed a physical fight over Fords vs Chevys? I am not shxtting you. It happened.  For a few years, family and neighbors put together "Pleasant Grove Days." This was not a celebration that was set forth in front of town hall or had any kind of officiality. Someone put a beer banner up in a yard and it just happened. We had a parade and everything.
All my memories of these times and the people who have helped make them, I hold dear. Of course they scream, in big neon letters possibly hung on some deer antlers, "R-E-D-N-E-C-K"
but it's my redneck life and I'm lovin' it :)