Karen, over at A Musing Blog, has tagged me for yet ANOTHER meme! What are five things I want to do before I die? And why does anyone care? I think that I'll let Fred and Bessie answer the questions today before I do, seeing as how they're really the stars of this blog anyway.
It seems that the two bovines have a desire to eat an entire pot of lentil stew. That would leave them bloated, but they'd be regular, that's for sure. Not to mention the mess in my kitchen for the next several days. What's this! They've already accomplished that goal?!? Hey! That was going to be our dinner tonight!!! You bad cows! GET OUT OF MY STEW POT!
Sorry folks. Stupid cows. Let's see what number two is. Something about ... this one is hard to make out ... something about an underwater ballet? No. Um, their own Houdini act? Maybe. Looks like they haven't perfected this one, though, and Bessie may be running out of air. Any thoughts as to what this goal is?
Silly cows. This next one is one that I think was inspired by Karen over at The Rocking Pony. They knew I was helping with the Flat Stanley project for her son and thought it sounded like fun, so they got their own Flat Stanley and are preparing to send him out. I think that their goal is to send him around the world for photos with people. Any takers?
Now, you know that the cows don't get out much, but that they have a great sense of adventure. They also don't seem to care much for cold, as it gets Bessie udders in a bunch, poor thing. They seem to prefer indoor adventure. But when they chose this one, well, it just floored me. I mean really. Jail? I think they've been watching too much TV. If they start singing "Bad boys, bad boys. Watcha gonna do when they come for you?" then they're out to pasture. This was going a little too far. Why on earth choose jail time? The thrill of the chase? The misdeed that put them there? What on earth can two cows do that would land them in jail? Well, most of us have seen Barnyard, so I guess it's not so far fetched. Still ...
This last one ... I'm just mystified. I came in and found all my kitchen creatures gathered round a central figure. My Mom brought over a King Cake a couple of weeks ago - she makes very yummy King Cakes by the way - and I got the baby. The Baby was the focal point of the animal gathering, sitting on Flat Stanley like he's some kind of throne. I have to take a second to explain the cast of characters here, since I like to think that everything in my house has significance (not everything does, by the way). The owl on the left was made by my grandmother, who has her own kiln. She collected and made owls for years and years and I just love them. The elephant was given me by a friend who went to Sri Lanka a month after the tsunami. She's a counselor and she and a group of licensed counselors were training pastors to do grief counseling for their congregations. Isn't the elephant a cutie? The crystal teddy bear my daughter brought back from a trip to Branson with a friend this last fall. He sits in the kitchen window and catches the sunlight. Warm fuzzies there. You know the rest of the crew. The little Baby Jesus in the middle is from the King Cake, so I guess they're all worshiping Him.
Those cows. My Bucket List doesn't even compare. Let's see:
1. Go on a cruise with my husband, but not a HUGE ship.
2. Travel all over America, tent camping, especially to see the Grand Canyon.
3. Write a book and have it published.
4. Enjoy grandchildren. Eventually!
5. Go on a long term mission trip.
There you have it, people! Show's over. Go home.
Until I write again ...