Posted in Nature, Real Life, Weather

Snow Blocked

We’ve lacked in the postcard department and it hasn’t been our fault. Not my fault. Not Mr. C. Cow’s fault. It’s not even the fault of running out of postage stamps. The one thing that decided to stop us from sending all of you greetings was…snow. Wicked, mean, evil snow!

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Snow No!!!!

We got quite a bit of snow for over 24 hours in our area. This caused the power to go out for two days. Then come back on. Then go out another day for a few hours. Kinda hard to use a computer without sweet electricity. Way to ruin things weather!

Mr. C. Cow and I were on the road, trying to get home, during part of the storm. It was slow, rough going and I’ve never been so scared to slide off of a road in my life. (Not counting the time Mr. C. Cow tried to drive backwards down a mountain.) Mr. C. spend the majority of the ride hiding under a table rather then look out at the snow. I don’t blame him. If I had a choice between driving and hiding I would loved to spend time under a table with him.

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When we did, finally, make it back to the equipment company the power had been out for a quite a long time. Marslean and Bishop had a fire going in our home fireplace so we were lucky enough to not freeze too much. Mr. C. Cow wore five pairs of fuzzy socks to combat the cold a fire couldn’t help. Marslean and Bishop wore three coats. I wore a couple of hats to keep my beehive from freezing.

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Snow coming down at the equipment company.

Things are now back to normal. The snow is almost melted completely. Mr. C. Cow has taken to riding in the front of the camper rather than under a table. My beehive has defrosted. Hopefully we’ll be able to bring you more holiday postcards without any pesky (snowy) roadblocks.

Mr. C. Cow has some more Santa search photos he’s been dying to share with all of you!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken of real life snowstorm we went through over a few days period. We did lose power for quite a while. Hopefully that’s the last we’ll see of any winter storms. At least for now.

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Posted in Holiday, Real Life

The Letter

I managed to get a picture of Mr. C. Cow’s outgoing letter to Santa Clause this year. I thought you all would like to see how a cow writes a present convincing letter to a jolly man with gift giving abilities.  My commentary is in bold with ** next to it.

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From The Desk Of Mr. C. Cow

Dear Santa,

Seasons greetings! I hope that you are having a wonderful holiday time. I am writing to discuss the “naughty or nice” list. As we all know, the list is a large factor that determines if we get presents or not. I feel that I have been good more than bad this year.

(**I Agree! He did stop using six towels to dry off after a shower. Mr. C. said it was for “maximum dryness”. **)

Examples:

Rinsing dishes instead of licking clean

(**This is a skill mastered in the last few months**)

Remembering to fill camper gas tank so Tipsy doesn’t run out of gas in the middle of nowhere

(**The last time this happened I was in the desert around, oh, fifty miles, from a gas station…with no cellular phone service….**)

Enclosed you will find a few “nice list” references as well as my gift list.

(**He did ask us if he could put us down as a reference.**) 

I hope that you will see I have been good so I get, at least, one gift. I will leave you milk, cookies, and carrots (for your reindeer). This year they will be free of bite marks.

(**Who wants to make bets that the bite marks don’t happen?**)

Your friend, 

Mr. C. Cow

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Nice Friends List (**That is supposed to be the head of a “dog cow”**)

Bishop   “Tipsy”  Cerulean  Marslean

Please bring them presents! (**How thoughtful!!**)

My Present List: 

A milk can (of course!)

Stilts (**Oh please no!!!**)

Trampoline (**Noooooo!!!**)

Popcorn maker

Throw Pillows

Hot Sauce Gift Pack

Socks

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I thought that was a rather thought out letter. Had very valid points. Was done in colorful crayon. Minimal spelling and grammar errors. Nice job Mr. C. Cow!!!

I hope that you all have your “naughty or nice” argument letters ready to go. The holly jolly man can’t wait all day.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos and great crayon letter by me! (and Mr. C. Cow of course!!) 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Holiday, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Dumpster Donuts

Marslean insisted on taking a camper trip with us to keep on eye on Mr. C. Cow. She was still a little dismayed over his holiday obsession and wanted to see what kind of mischief he would get into. This feeling intensified the morning of our trip when she woke up to find that the cream and sugar for her coffee was neatly wrapped up in tiny boxes.

I came up with a compromise that would benefit both parties (and my sanity). Mr. C. Cow had to promise to stop wrapping random items around the house. Marslean promised to get more into the spirit of things since her window curtains would stay up in the windows instead of being wrapped up with a bow.

Our first stop on our Santa search tour was a “direct to the North Pole” mailbox. I know what you’re thinking. Mr. C. Cow had said that he felt more comfortable discussing his naughty or nice issues in person. Part of the Cow/Pegasus compromise involved finding Santa AND also mailing a letter. I think that Marslean was worried that, if he didn’t find the jolly guy, he might be out of luck in the wanted presents department. I’m glad she thought to cover all of the bases.

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Old Fashion Direct Line.

After the letter mailing was complete we ran into a few things while Mr. C. Cow was poking around looking for a guy who employed eight tiny reindeer:

A bear loitering outside of a bakery…..

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He was awake when we got there!

And a Rudolph owned small sleigh business.

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That doesn’t look like Rudolph.

The bear was loitering because she was waiting for the day old stale donuts to get thrown away. I, personally, would rather pay for a fresh donut instead of a dumpster donut but to each their own. Since the donut dumping was taking so long I bought her one when I got ours.

As for the Rudolph sleigh business, it was not a racket but an authentic small business that was started side business. Reindeer owned and horse pulled. It was nice to see horses have the opportunity to earn a little extra cash to buy their foals presents. At fifteen cents a ride it seemed like a steal.

Sadly, no Santa was spotted, but our holiday dispute between Mr. C. Cow and Marslean was fixed. We still have a lot of holiday season to go so we’re not worried!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken in Second Life by me!

Second Life Location: Winter Holiday Village (G)

Posted in Holiday, Park, Tourist Attraction, Town/City

Electronic Santa Mail

Mr. C. Cow is holiday OBSESSED when it comes to Christmas. As soon as Thanksgiving leftovers are put away he’s already putting up the holiday tree. He’s baked five dozen sugar cookies before breakfast the next morning. By lunchtime he’s somehow managed to wrap his cow horns in wrapping paper. I’m cool with his need to start decorating but it drives Marslean a tad bit nuts. Especially when she comes home to find the pillows on her bed neatly wrapped.

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I don’t think it will fit in the yard Mr. C. Cow!!!

On top of his holiday enthusiasm, we always go through the entire month of December camper traveling to find Santa Claus. It was done last year and the year before that. Searching for Ol’ Saint Nick is just something that Mr. C. Cow feels he has to do. A letter or email won’t do when he wants to discuss how he’s behaved (mostly) the entire year. This also drives Marslean crazy. She’s attempted to explain to him that an email is perfectly fine. Nope. Emailing is not going to happen. (Does Mr. C. Cow have an email?) We’re on the lookout for the jolly guy in the red suit once again.

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No Santa Here!

Maybe we can get Marslean to go with us on a few of our Santa hunting adventures. It might make her appreciate Mr. C. Cows fascination with the red suited man. It would help me out because there would be two of us trying to chase after him as he’s running after a sleigh.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken by me in Second Life

Second Life Location: Santa Town (M)

Posted in Food, Holiday, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Being Thankful

It’s almost Thanksgiving in the states and we’ve been busy baking pies and tracing hand turkeys. Making a hand turkey is tough when you’ve got hooves or otter hands. Bishop makes a pretty wicked looking turkey with his giant polar bear paws. You have to lay out four pieces of paper just to make his whole hand fit.

Since Thanksgiving is all about giving thanks I asked everyone to share three things that they are thankful for.

Bishop is thankful for…

Hard hats to keep his head protected

Programmable coffee machines

Big Machinery

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These Deer Are Thankful For Microwave Popcorn

 

I am thankful for….

Super strength, strong hold hairspray

Dishwashers

Gas stations with clean bathrooms

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This waterfall is thankful for motivational posters. 

 

Marslean is thankful for….

No asparagus being served for Thanksgiving dinner

Low wind days when you have to fly to the grocery store

Decent WiFi signals

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This tea set is thankful for Fridays.

Mr. C. Cow is thankful for…

Candy canes

Free snack vendors

Milk Cans

We are all thankful for so many different things but have one thing in common. Each other. We are thankful to have each other. We’re also thankful for all of you that read our postcards every week. Without friendship, love, and all of you none of this would be possible.

Thank You!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken in Second Life by me!

Second Life Location: Chedderbarrel Thanksgiving Autumn-fest (G)

Posted in Nature, Road, Tourist Attraction

Caves Are Not Tunnels

With an enormous camper comes enormous responsibilities. If you’re going to drive a camper you need to make sure that your backing up skills are on point. Parking skills must be polished. Knowing how to properly read warning signs so you don’t run off of a cliff or into a zombie horde.

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Don’t drive into an undead swarm.

When Mr. C. Cow drives I worry that he’ll forget to use his side mirrors. One of these days he’s going to merge into something unmergable. Until he remembers that side mirrors are your friend he’s restricted to driving in little to no traffic.

There are so many other things you need to remember when driving a camper. Always be aware of how tall your vehicle is. Getting stuck under a bridge does not make you friends. It consistently makes people upset and costs a lot of money to repair damages. Also pay attention to height limit signs at parking garages. I once hit a parking height sign while driving a van. A lovely woman yelled words at me that I cannot repeat here in polite company. This has made me extremely aware of how tall my vehicle is. My advice is to not try to park a camper in a parking garage.

There is a camper driving habit that I am desperate for Mr. C. Cow to break. I can understand driving through tunnels while on the highway. It beats trying to take a vehicle straight up a mountain. What Mr. C. doesn’t understand is that you don’t always have to drive through a tunnel. Or in his case, drive off the road and into a cave.

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This is a cave not a tunnel!

Driving off of the road to go into cave is not responsible. When that cave looks like a giant skull about to eat your vehicle it is not only irresponsible but it is reckless. Mr. C. Cow thinks it’s fun. I think that, one day, something is going to eat us.

I hope that, if you plan on purchasing a camper in the future, you are a responsible owner/driver. Beware of low bridges. Learn to back up correctly. Don’t drive into caves with teeth.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken in Second Life taken by….me!

Second Life Location: Dark Dharma Haunted Skull Caverns (M)

Posted in Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Defcon Puff

I am exasperated over all of the rain we have had these past few days. The sun has decided to take a vacation from our neck of the woods. The sky has looked like night decided to overstay its welcome and my hair has frizzed out WAY beyond the normal, safe levels. My locks have been on “defcon puff” alert so much that the alarms have not stopped warning me that my entire head may be taken over by a hair army. It’s wet out.

Side Note: I hate it when it is “misting” outside. Either rain or go home weather! Go all in or get out!

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Just going to stay out of the blah thank you very much!

When my hair gets to critical mass and Mr. C. Cow is moo-crying over his hoofs getting muddy we know it’s not the weather for us. One time I caught Mr. C. Cow washing his muddy hoofs in the kitchen sink. This takes considerable stretching exercises beforehand to be able to put a hoof in a sink. It might get dirt all over the place but at least he’s exercising.

When it showers outside I like to curl up with a good book. Maybe a glass of wine. Wrap myself up like a fuzzy blanket burrito on the couch. Mr. C. Cow is the complete opposite. It’s like precipitation drives him bonkers. He has to do EVERYTHING all at once. Put together a puzzle while playing cards. Bake a cake and a pie while tap dancing in the kitchen. When it’s not raining outside he’s more than content to be a lump on the floor watching television. I’m not sure if precipitation hyperactivity is a thing but it sure is for him.

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Rain: Pretty Mud Maker

So far today he’s reorganized the spice cupboard in alphabetical order and made a reminder list to remind himself to make a list to remember. If Mr. C. Cow is going to get so wound up then I might be able to get him to clean his muddy hoof prints off the kitchen ceiling.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

All photos taken in Second Life by me!

Second Life Location: Deer Park In Autumn (M)