Friday's Feast...on Saturday

I'd love to write something marvelous right now, but I am so consumed with mulling over last night's dream and it's potential deep-seated meaning for my life, that I just can't move on.

The dream? Basically, I saved a Holstein/Jersey/Guernsey dairy cow that was drowning in a culvert that was really part of a swimming pool, yet wasn't. There were three other bovines, but I could only save the one. Fortunately, some cowpoke in chaps saved another one just as it was swept under a road. I don't know what happened to the other two.

Happily, I was able to revive and save the beast because I had my trusty "Cow Care" guide in my back pocket.

Lucky cow!

Anyhoo, whilst I am pondering away, I offer you this meme stolen from Marianne who got it from HERE.

Appetizer

What was your favorite cartoon when you were a child?

Oh my...Was I ever a child?

I hate to admit it - no, REALLY, I HATE to admit it - but I was a (gulp) Scooby-Doo fan.


And I confess that I now find the show totally insipid and inane, yet it still evokes happy memories. How weird is that?



Soup

Pretend you are about to get a new pet. Which animal would you pick, and what would you name it?

DAIRY GOATS! !!!!! I still haven't persuaded Mulletman to become a livestock owner, but the girlies DO have new babies that they are leasing for 4-H.

Here's Girly-Girl with Mandolin's Drift (aka "Mandy")


And this is Silly-Head with Spring Thaw (aka "Spring")


The kids are Saanens. They have very sweet, docile personalities and should grow up to become awesome milkers.

And, if Mulletman and Silly-Head weren't allergic to cats, I'd be very tempted to get one or three.



Salad

On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you enjoy getting all dressed up for a special occasion?

It depends on how excited I am about the occasion!

Main Course

What kind of music do you listen to while you drive?

Usually it's the sweet sounds of two little girls singing in the backseat. Sometimes it's contemporary Christian music and if Mulletman is behind the wheel it's something odd like Yes or the Rippingtons.

Dessert

When was the last time you bought a clock? And in which room did you put it?

I bought a cheap little $6 alarm clock for our guest room. I had to buy it to replace the one Scout took with him when he was going through his "homeless" stage and needed a clock in order to wake up in time for work.

Fall Failure

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I can tell that Fall is approaching. It is not the cooler weather (though we've had a coupla mild frosts already). It is not the slightly shorter days. It is not the ripening apples or the emptiness of the berry bushes.

It's my inner alarm clock.

All summer long - when I have no regular schedule and can occasionally sleep-in without guilt, I wake up SPROING! at 5 stinkin' 30 AM.

Now...not so sproingy!

It crept up insidiously. First, I diligently set the clock for 6:00AM and always woke up cheerfully ("Cheerfully" would be the operative word here) well before the alarm went off. Then I was waking up only 5 or 10 minutes before the alarm. A week or two later it was the alarm itself that was arousing me.

"I'm Renee Montagne and I'm Steve Inskeep and THIS is Morning Edition on NPR: National Public Radio."

And now? Now the alarm goes off and yesterday I drowsed through an hour of NPR before I truly woke up enough to actually climb out of bed. Today I only listened to 6.5 minutes of news and then FORCED myself to get up.

This does not bode well for our school schedule!

The current plan, which shall be (cough!) implemented next Monday runs as follows:

6:00AM Get-up, read Bible, eat fruit and drink soymilk

6:45AM Work out

7:00AM Shower

7:30AM Get Girlies up

Well, it's 7:30 now and the girls are NOT up and I haven't eaten anything except water and coffee and I'm groggy and I obviously haven't exercised yet.

Looks like I'll either have to revamp the plan, or revamp the body!

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I was trying to change my template to more fallish colors, but Blogger apparently doesn't like my artistic bent.

Groovy: "Let's see...I think I'll try to pull in some oranges and reds and yellows."

Evil Blogger: "No red! You must keep the blue."

Groovy: It's my blog, and I don't WANT the blue.

Evil Blogger: blue, Blue BLUE!!!

Groovy: Stupid Blogger!

Evil Blogger: Na-na-na-na-na!

It's only letting me save SOME of the changes. So now I'm stuck with a weird combo of the old and the new.

Evil Blogger: Heh-heh-heh!

And, no...the girls still aren't up and yes, I am going to make a commercial today for my Procrastination Destination lens on Squidoo.