Posted in Holiday, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Peppermint Obsession

When the holiday season starts to creep up upon us, Mr. C. Cow starts to get a craving for anything peppermint related. Hot chocolate. Candy canes. Brussel sprouts in a creamy peppermint sauce. (Yeah….I don’t get it either…). One year he treated us with a dish that involved his craving along with peppers, onions, and black beans. Mr. C. is now banned from mixing peppermint into a fajita.

 

This year, Mr. C. Cow had a specific recipe in mind when it came to his idea of a “mint fusion”. When asked what it was and, hoping, that it wasn’t anything involving Brussel sprouts, we were informed that we would have to wait. To not knock us over (in a scary way) with his flavors, he assembled a panel of judges to critic his dish in a food show style. When you start putting together a panel of culinary judges in preparation of serving your family a dish I’m already concerned.

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Our (Not So Secret) Ingredient Is…..Peppermint!!!

My concerned deepened when, while shopping for our weekly supplies, Mr. C. had a cart of the following ingredients:

Candy Canes

Paprika

Toothpaste

Kale

Peppermint Extract

Sushi Rice

Grapefruit Juice

Almond Milk

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Peppermint Judge #1

I’m worried about how a dish can involve the health of my teeth, candy, and spices. In the history of any cooking show I’ve ever seen there has never been a time where tooth decay has been combated while throwing candy and some sort of rice into the mix. If this has happened then I am both amazed and slightly nauseated at the thought.

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Not Happy To Be Awake Judge #2

I’m worried about how a dish can involve the health of my teeth, candy, and spices. In the history of any cooking show I’ve ever seen there has never been a time where tooth decay has been combated while throwing candy and some sort of rice into the mix. If this has happened then I am both amazed and slightly nauseated at the thought.

With all of the food shows, competitions and secret ingredients, Mr. C. Cow did not put peppermint into a fajita. No stew. No lasagna. Not even a salad that he claimed was “healthy”. This year….we got…..cookies!

Shock!

Awe!

Cookies???!!!??????

I think that Mr. C. Cow realized that, for all of our culinary food show watching, peppermint was not made to put into mashed potatoes. Or a breakfast casserole. I’m in love with his experimentation with flavors but I’m glad that he’s realized that one should know what works together and not throw it into hummus.

Seriously….

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Todays’ photos were taken (by me) in the virtual world of Second Life

Second Life Location; Winter Holiday Village (G) 

(I take and write about various places in real life or on those crazy inter-webbings. I try to go everywhere! If you’re not on Second Life then you can check it out here. The “G” is a rating which means “General”. Not adult. Safe for all. If you’re not watching cooking shows then you’re just crazy.)

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Posted in Nature, Real Life

Do Spiders Like Tea?

Mr. C. Cow has gotten into knowing everything he can about bugs. I’m not talking about identification, collecting, or even reading a book on the subject. He’s decided to get to know them on a first name basis. Their likes and dislikes. If they prefer coffee to tea. Who does that? Who takes the time to get to know if a spider prefers two lumps or one in their tea? Apparently it’s Mr. C. Cow.

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We’ve gotten to a point where I’ve made cookies for a butterfly, gave directions to a beetle as to where the closest gas station is, and discussed the importance of fabric softener use to a caterpillar. Do they even use fabric softener? I understand that they are furry but do they wear sweaters in the fall if it’s chilly out? Do they need to make sure it’s extra soft? I should ask Mr. C. Cow since he is now an expert on this subject.

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You know….if you think about it….Mr. C. Cow is the ultimate expert on everything buggy related. Most individuals spend their time studying the science when Mr. C. spends his time studying the individual. Think about how it must feel to a phantom crane fly when they are just trying to say hello but you misunderstand and try to swat them. Or the lady bug that was just trying to take a nap on your bathroom sink but you get freaked out because “OMG! BUG IN MY BATHROOM!!!”. She may have asked permission to be there but you didn’t hear her because she has a tiny voice and you weren’t listening.

We all need to take a page out of Mr. C. Cow’s buggy book and stop judging by looks. Not all spiders want to bite your face. (Face bite bad!!) There is good and bad everywhere. Maybe we need to stop looking for the bad all the time when it comes to the bug world, carefully shake hands…paws…legs…with a spider and ask them how they take their tea.

Yeah….I’ve learned that spiders enjoy a small cup of tea…as long as they don’t fall into it. (Bonus Lesson: Life jackets are needed if you give them a regular sized mug.) 

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken by…ME!!! Go Me!

Found this really great website to help you identify awesome insects, bugs, and spiders in your area. Check out Insect Identification!

 

 

Posted in Home, Nature

Field Tested Carrot Approved

We’ve been super busy around the house as of late. Mr. C. Cow has been redecorating the kitchen as well as helping Marslean study for her pony school tests. His idea of studying involves asking questions like “How many carrots can you eat in one minute if you’re unquestionably starving because you skipped breakfast?”. While I do not feel that this is a legitimate math question, Mr. C. feels that it is an important answer to know. To humor him, Marslean challenged him to field test the problem. Our current solution is six.

While Mr. C. Cow and Marslean have been studying, I’ve been dealing with a peacock problem named “Ervin”. Ervin has been staying with us, with permission from Marslean, while his condo is being remodeled. I’m all for helping out a friend in need but Ervin hasn’t learned how to pick up his towels from the floor after showering. I’ve also had a problem with him leaving feathers all over the living room. Hopefully his remodeling will not drag on much longer. There are only so many times I can pick feathers out of a decorative bowl of hard candy before it will drive me to insanity.

Speaking of insanity, just last week while I was grocery shopping, I watched someone buy an entire cart full of kale. As I waited patiently to buy some, they took every last piece they could get their hands out and wiped out the entire supply. When the produce stock guy came back he stood in the way, calmly waited for the kale stock to be refilled, then took all of that as well. Who fills an entire cart full of kale? Who needs that much kale? I only wanted a pound of the stuff and I felt that I was muscled out of my greens. The world is a strange place!

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Nope…..not kale!!!!!

 

Strange shopping aside, we have a long, three-day weekend coming up! Bishop is planning on BBQ-ing some of those math problem carrots, Marslean is going to take a break from studying, and Mr. C. Cow (hopefully) will have our kitchen remodel finished.

We hope you all have an amazing weekend!

“Tipsy” Cerulean 

 

Posted in Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Jelly Blanket

Spring has sprung. I’m not sure if it sprung a leak or sprung into action but it had arrived. With the new season landing it has brought along nicer weather and a hint of buds among the trees. Spring has also brought along the required cleaning of the camper. This task lies, mostly, on my shoulders as Mr. C. Cow is more of a mess maker and not a mess cleaner. I don’t mind because it beats having to tell a cow that a pair of cowboy boots do not go in a dishwasher.

To keep Mr. C. occupied, I sent him off to take pictures to share with all of you for todays postcard. I know that I can always trust him to take wonderful photos to share with all of you.

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Mr. C. Cow resisted the temptation to jump on the balloons.

While he was gallivanting around nature, I was elbows deep in soapy water. I was tackling the task of washing five tons of cups I found under Mr. C. Cow’s bed. I’m not exactly sure how they ended up there or how they all fit but it was a monstrous activity. Having a glass of water next to your bed at night is a wonderful idea but forgetting about it after it rolls under your bed is not so great. This explains why I could never find any in the cupboard.

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He remembered to look both ways before crossing the street.

My next undertaking was something I like to call “How many empty orange juice containers can you fit in a fridge crisper drawer?”. If you guessed “fifteen” then you should get a prize. I was guessing only two but I was WAY OFF. I’m not sure why Mr. C. Cow feels the need to throw empty containers in a fridge drawer but he must have some sort of reasoning. Maybe he thinks it’s an empty container drawer that magically empties itself. Who knows!!

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He laid down on his cow belly to get the perfect “angle shot”. Professional!

When I got to the laundry, I was expecting a pile of blankets with hoof prints and jelly all over them. (Mr. C. has a habit of eating jelly sandwiches in bed). To my surprise there was no laundry to do. All of our clothes were hung up in the closets. The blankets were nicely folded and placed on top of the dryer. Mr. C. Cow even washed his oversized floppy hat and hung it up to dry. I was floored! No…literally….I was so shocked I had to lay down on the floor while feelings of excitement passed. There were no bubbles covering the floor due to the overuse of soap. The jelly stains on Mr. C.’s blankets were eradicated. I was so happy I had little tears of joy!

When Mr. C. Cow came back I gave him the biggest hug one of my size can give a cow. He moo’d in confusion until I explained how important he was to me. It’s not just the laundry nor the postcard photo taking that makes Mr. C. important. What makes him an important part of my life is the fact that, jelly stains aside, he’s always there to help without anyone asking. That’s what friendship is all about. Helping each other out.

Maybe next Spring I’ll have him help me with the dishes. Only if he’s the one to clean all the cups out from under his bed.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken by me in Second Life

Second Life Location: Spring Sim – Orchard Heights (M) 

Posted in Holiday, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Love Achieved

I know that many of you are asking “Well…what happened on Valentine’s Day?”. Another question is “Did Mr. C. Cow achieve a successful showing of love without making things explode?”. I would like to inform all of you that nothing exploded. For those of you that are disappointed in no detonations I would like to educate you with the knowledge that a marshmallow exploded in a microwave will not only increase in size but catch on fire. I would fill you in on the details of this mishap but it’s for another day. (Also…Mr. C. Cow is not over the trauma of combustible marshmallows.)

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No explosions here!

Everything went exceedingly well this year. I was majorly distressed that he might go overboard with such items as paper heart drops from the sky (paper cut danger zone), hiring a professional flame baton dancing ostrich (seriously….fire hazard), or going low-key (in his mind) and covering our equipment companies scissor lift in chocolate. My anxiety was not (finally) needed and things were fantastic.

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Beautiful Valentine’s Day Picnic Location!

There was a real picnic blanket that was not the sheet taken off of one of our beds. The only thing that was on fire was the spicy jalapeño appetizer Mr. C. Cow created. Instead of anything involving mayhem, explosions, and general confusion we were treated to wine, cheese, and an amazing view. Mr. C. Cow not only showed his love but he managed to show it successfully without any injury to individual or property. I call this a love win!

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Amazing View!

We shouldn’t take one day to show the love we have to others. As a family unit we tell each other each day that we care. Mr. C. Cow lets us know he is devoted to his clan by showing us an incredible day. No fires. No explosions to put out. No mess.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken by moi in Second Life

Second Life Location: Rustic Retreat (M)

If you’re wondering the whole back story on how we got to this safe holiday point then please check out the two previous postcards: 

Mission: Love

It’s Go Time

 

Posted in Food, Holiday, Nature

It’s Go Time

Happy Valentine’s Day From All Of Us At “Postcards From Tipsy”!!

It’s almost time for Mr. C. Cow to pull off his “love mission” to show his family appreciation. As he was decorating a picnic area I started to worry when he started pulling out the balloons. Visions of a billion balloons popping in harmony over dinner started going through my mind. Before I could cower at the thought he only used a few to set the “mood”. Your entire families ear drums thank you Mr. C.!

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Less is more!

It’s almost time for our Valentine party so I must go and get ready for his picnic (not too many balloons) love party. I’ll let you all know how it goes tomorrow.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

SL photo taken by me

If you would like to read about why balloons are a sore spot then please check out yesterday’s postcard “Mission: Love” for all of the (loud) details. 

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

Mission: Love

Valentine’s day is tomorrow and Mr. C. Cow is on a “mission of love”. When I say “mission of love”, I’m talking about showering friends and family with over-the-top gifts of fondness. Last year he set up a million heart-shaped balloon drop from the equipment company ceiling when Bishop walked into work. This proved to be less of an emotional showcase of caring and more of a loud balloon popping mess. Not only were there not nearly a million heart shaped balloons, they started exploding into a fury of noise when they would hit the equipment.

Bulldozer + Balloon = Kerplow

Forklift + Balloon = Kablooooeee

After the melee was over we only had to calm Bishop down, clean up popped balloons, and fix the forklift. If you don’t understand how a balloon can screw up a forklift then you’ve never had one pop in an engine compartment.

This year I’m helping Mr. C. Cow scale down his appreciation display into something more manageable. After debating the pros and cons of a million doves holding Valentine’s in their beaks, we settled on a family picnic. We’ll take the camper out to an enchanting location, pack something delicious, and have fun together. No loud, exploding decorations, no broken forklifts, no angry polar bears named Bishop.

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Hiring a dolphin to do intricate jumps while whistling loves songs is not keeping things simple….

Mr. C. Cow is attempting to pack an entire fifty layer red velvet cake in the picnic basket. I’m trying to explain that this is something we like to call “overkill” but he’s not buying it. He keeps mumbling something about “not killing a cake” and “How does one overkill cake?”. I’ll let you know on Valentine’s day if our plan of keeping it amour simple goes off without a hitch.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photo taken in Second Life by moi.

Second Life Location: Etosha Romantic Dance Paradise (M)