Saturday, April 4, 2009

Party, poles, and water

Happy happy joy joy. I went to a most excellent party last night at Tupelo, with live music! Charlie's Steel Errection played, and I played tambourine (duh). It was pretty fun. It was a party to celebrate the erection of a new Oz, for Emerald City. Our last Oz burned down last June, and we (finally) got a steel building and had it erected by... yes, Charlie's Steel Erection. Or maybe it's Joe's? Can't remember. Anyway, it's an insulated shell on a pad. A lot of people worked very hard to make it happen. The band did not put up the building... a local biz did that.

Tupelo parties typically are a lot of fun. Trout put up the decorations and wow, that was really amazing! We danced under a spiderweb of white rope held up by a salvaged light pole. The light poles used to be on the downtown mall in C-ville and were salvaged years ago. It's good to see one of them put to use -- we don't have much call for light poles here at TO, and they've been lying out in the woods for a while.

Spring is springing up all over. The grass suddenly turned green, the cows are giving a lot of milk, with that delicate scent of onion grass, and we're gearing up for Rowan's b-day. THAT's going to be next weekend, with a big waterfight in the backyard. There's been a little bit of testing already, and I can tell we'll have to give a safety lecture about the squirt that comes out of these things...

Okey dokey artichokey,
Kelpie

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Monetize??? WTF? Cows and weather

Well, it seems I can add my own ads to this blog. How exciting. It's "monotizing." That's different than "monopolizing," although they somewhat sound the same. Okey dokey. I don't think I'll do that. Sounds to monotonous. Now where's my spellcheck when I need it? Ah well. C'est la vie.

It's another beautiful day, this one is rainy and cloud-covered and I'll need to wash the cows' teats off thoroughly this evening, because they'll lie down and get muddy. Darn cows. Darn flies, more like it. It's also the beginning of fly season, and they can really hurt a cow, and bother me.

Y'all will be happy to hear that we seem to have lost the field mouse problem. The weather's sufficiently warmed up enough that they can go outside and find things to eat, hurray! We did have one trap mishap. The trap lost a mouse and a piece of wire when it was dropped, oopsie, on the road. Again, c'est la vie.

Sometime maybe I'll attempt to write a whole blog in French, wouldn't that be a project? C'est la vie, c'est la guerre. C'est moins interessant sans le doohicky pour les accents. C'a m'est egal. Tant pis. Now you have to imagine me shrugging my shoulders and saying, "Bof, sais pas, moi." Or something like that.

Anyhoo. It's another loverly day, and there's many a thing to do in it. I gotta go make a list.
much love,
Kelpie