Showing posts with label cow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cow. Show all posts

Friday, January 18, 2008

George Carlin gives THIS word at least 5 meanings.

I talked about it here. The lovely Miss FamousPants talked about it here (to a greater audience).

somone wrote a poem about it - on the internet .

Fecal offender of sidewalk you claim-
pray what manner of beast from who's body you came
Were it poodle,or spaniel, terrier, or mutt
that expelled you indifferently from it's canine butt?
And where was the master with negligent scoop
whilst you made your deposit at the foot of my stoop?

But George talks about it best here.

and now that I have exceeded the annual blogger allowance for crap talking and it's only January, I will have to come up a whole new lingo for the campaign season

Monday, October 1, 2007

Hot Date Night- followed this day out.


Hot Date Night
Originally uploaded by Another Good Thing
After an evening with the Bunko Broads in togas, eating tzatziki dip and feta cheese, I bounced back with a trip to a dairy farm. Because what cures a wine-laden head better than raw milk and cow slobber?

It was the kind of drive that would have been fun to take Hans/Sharon on because there are windy roads and hills and slow cars to blast past, but the words: dirt road, manure and kids convinced us to take the Durango.

Piper enjoyed the hay ride.

Colt milked his own fingers, and you could just see his mind going to work...


The(phase 2=more difficult ) corn maize was almost too easy as Colt and I blew through it in 18 minutes, then waited for hubby and daughter to resurface. ( they had to ask for help 3 times and still were 11 minutes later than us.) and wee even stopped to take fake pee pictures.


Best part was the calf barn.




Though the pig race was something with Cecil and Boss Hog.



All in all a fun day, rounded out with a stop at the Army-Navy Surplus store.




I almost bought that helmet thinking it would go well with the magic boots, but decided to save my money and spend it on a nice dinner out with the hubby. I drove him around in my new toy, wrapping it around me like an expensive aluminum accessory that matched my stilletos perfectly. The hubby was just arm candy. The Nav system saved us from potential arguments and the fact that I had loaded some of hubby's fav music on an SD card that Sharon can read, had me in good graces, add the flight of pinot noir and a hunk of pork and he was a happy man.