Posted in Food, Holiday

Carrot Dog

Spring has sprung! We’re not sure if it sprung a leak or sprung out of nowhere but here it is! With it has come spring cleaning, new buds on the trees,  and birds doing their chirping thing. Spring also brings us the holiday they call “Easter”. It involves a giant bunny who somehow took over an egg empire that was started by chickens and paints them different colors. I am assuming that this was a hostile takeover as I have never met a chicken who would ever let a bunny tell them how to lay an egg. There’s also candy and special family holiday meals.

For Easter this year each of us is in charge of one aspect of the dinner. For example, Marslean is bringing her special “carrot dogs” for us to snack on. She, like Mr. C. and I, is a vegetarian so she replaced the meat in a hot dog with a carrot. I think it’s brilliant. Mr. C. Cow thinks it’s brilliant because it’s food. It’s a win-win for Easter family dinners everywhere.

I’m planning on bringing a cake shaped like a bunny. I am thinking that, by shaping the cake like a bunny, it shall appease the great giant one that brings candy.  In all honesty I should say I am bringing a cake that I hope looks like a bunny and not like a blob with ears. If I screw up the bunny cake shape I’m afraid I will incur the wraith of the rabbit. Whatever that is.

Mr. C. Cow has been FORBIDDEN to bring anything with cud in it this year. Last Easter he brought cud casserole. For Thanksgiving he brought a cud salad. One time he brought cud dip to a party. Bishop put his foot down and asked (nicely) that Mr. C. think of a dish that did not utilize cud as an ingredient. He’s bringing a veggie tray instead.

Bishop has been busy cleaning up his shop so that I can put out a place for us to all eat. I wanted a nicely decorated table for us all to sit around. Bishop felt we should just put a piece of plywood on the saw horses and throw a tarp on it.  When I asked Bishop if he thought the pink bunny placemats matched the easter egg table cloth I wanted to use he went to make a pot of coffee. I’m thinking he’s not into cordinating table settings or decorating the shop. I do know that he makes great coffee!

I hope that, whatever you do, this upcoming Easter you do it with the ones you love. Family isn’t just about blood. It’s about those you care about the most. We hope you spend the day surrounded by your loved ones. From all of us here we wanted to say….

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“Tipsy” Cerulean

Our Easter card to you was made from a photo I took in Second Life then used a photo editing program to make it look all festive.

If you don’t know what Second Life is then check them out HERE.

We also wanted to mention that we have been sending you all postcards for over a year now! (Our anniversary was last month and we totally spaced on it!) Thank you all for sticking around and enjoying this as much as we do!

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Posted in Nature, News, Park, Tourist Attraction

Cocktail Constitutional

Mr. C. Cow and I didn’t go out to a bar or pub or brew-ha-ha for St. Patrick’s Day this year. Yes, we did have a cocktail BUT we drank it in the middle of the woods on a night hike. It beats driving around with all the yahoo’s drinking dyed green beer. Not being anti-social or anti-green beer but I knew it was just going to be a hassle to get a decent drink anywhere.

Mr. C. was all for having a bit of the ol’ spirits on a night hike to celebrate. He kept coming up with cool names to call it.

Highball Hike

Whiskey Walk

Tequila Trek

My personal favorite was “Martini March”. Sounds like I should wear some sort of big hat and carry a baton. (Mr. C. Cow could play the triangle.)

Speaking of hats, Mr. C. decided that, being St. Patrick’s day and all, that he needed to go all out with the green swag. We’re talking green hat, sunglasses, and (the icing on green cake) sparkly green hoofs. How does one green sparkle one’s hoofs? Apparently with a lot of hoof cosmetic glue and enough glitter to start your own craft store. See for yourself:

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Sparkle That Walk!!

Being a night hike and all it was difficult to get the best picture of him but I was able to properly capture his holiday cheer. Not only did this photo capture the pure essence of a Mr. C. Cow outfit it has also came in handy to prove that we saw weird “sky squids” floating around. It wasn’t just the hiking cocktails! We would have stopped to ask what they were doing squid-squashing around in the night sky but we couldn’t get close enough.

If we ever run into any “sky squids” again we need to have a chat because squishing around the sky looks AWESOME!

Hope you all had a wonderful and safe St. Patrick’s Day!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

 

Background Image: Pantheon Forest (M) in Second Life. (Don’t know what Second Life is? Check out their official website HERE!)

Mr. C. Cow drawing (I should say realistic photo!) by yours truly.

Current News:

I wanted to share with all of you my new website that I just started this past Sunday. It’s called “Lizzy Zilla” and follows the adventures of a GIANT lizard just trying to make it in a “dog eat dog get eaten by  a lizard” kinda world. My artwork borders on “drunken toddler with crayons” when it comes to style so I hope it makes you laugh as much as it makes us laugh. (Mr. C. Cow thinks it’s funny as all get out!) Please share with your friends because I would love to share my crazy humor with everyone! (Currently updates with a new comic every Sunday.)

Lizzy Zilla

 

 

 

Posted in Holiday, News

Resolve This!

Happy New Year to all!

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Mr. C. Cow and I always try to come up with some sort of New Years resolution every year. I was able to keep my promise of never diving off a cliff into any sort of body of water. Mr. C. didn’t eat any strange donuts he found on the ground. Hey…at least it’s something!

This year we have each come up with a new set of resolutions to try to keep for 2017. 

Mr. C. Cow’s Five Resolutions For 2017

To stop, accidentally, kicking floor mats out of the camper without noticing. We estimate that we have spent at least $100 this year from him kicking one when getting in/out of the camper and not noticing. There is probably some lucky person out there with a mismatched set of floor mats they have never had to pay for. You’re welcome!

If the camper informs us that the door is “ajar” Mr. C. Cow will no longer get confused and wonder what it is a jar of. Peanut butter? Jelly? “Ajar” is not the same as “a jar” and he promises he will try to remember that.

Chewing gum cannot be used as a handyman fix-it-all. It cannot fill cracks in walls. It cannot glue wood together. It cannot be used on paper in place of a post-it note. Gum is for chewing. Not for fixing.

Don’t sweat the small stuff. If you do then just put more deodorant on. Don’t be stinky!

These boots are made for walking. They are not made for eating. They are also not made for chewing. They are definitely not made to be used as a rolling-pin. Mr. C. Cow promises to use boots the proper way this year. (Even if he has to wear them.)

Cerulean’s Five Resolutions For 2017

I shall not be so hard on Mr. C. Cow when he “taste tests” a place mat, “accidentally” chews on a door mat, or even licks someone named “Matt”. We all make mistakes!

NEVER walk into a gas station again (even if it is 3am) to buy toilet paper because SOMEONE ate the last roll WITHOUT doing your hair properly. I don’t want to talk about it.

Restock the “first aid kit” with more tiny booze bottles. We always seem to run out of medical help.

Hug everyone more. I need hugs. You need hugs. Everyone needs a hug. Why don’t we hug enough?

Drink more martini’s. I’m not sure if this is possible but DANG IT I am willing to find out!

Happy New Year To You All! May 2017 not suck as much as 2016!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Posted in Holiday, News, Tourist Attraction

Happy Ho Ho Holidays!

We wanted to wish everyone a wonderful holiday! 

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Yesterday Mr. C. Cow had an accident while wrapping presents. It’s nothing serious. He just got wrapped up in tape. It started with him attempting to hold the tape with his mouth and ended with his tongue getting all taped up along with the rest of him. The only thing that was hurt was his pride.

The holiday season is a busy time for us. We park the camper at home and like to help out Bishop at the equipment company. I type stuff & organize tires into giant pyramids. Mr. C. Cow wears a hard hat and randomly yells out construction lingo. Bishop seems grateful for the extra help but doesn’t seem to like it when we try jousting with forklifts.

Because the holiday season is so busy we’ll be taking a short vacation from our postcards.

Oh no! Don’t cry! Postcards will resume on schedule Tuesday January 3rd 2017.

Gives us time to do the whole tinsel present thing and buy postcard stamps.

Happy Holidays Everyone! May your days be merry and bright!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

P.S. – We might go to a New Years Eve party this year. If we do we’ll be sure to share pictures!

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

Lost And Found

The moment of truth had finally arrived. The directions were correct. The camper had made it there (with only a few stops for snacks). This was it. We had found the home of Santa Claus. Only…we had one slight issue. Actually it was more like a few slight issues holding hands. Yes…we were being thwarted by a chain of gingerbread people.

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Oh Come On!!!

We were finally on our way to see the jolly man and we were stopped by a group of gingerbread people. I thought that they might attack us. Mr. C. Cow thought they wanted to just sing a few songs to us. We were lucky and the cow was right. They just wanted to sing us a few holiday songs before we went on our way. What is up with me & gingerbread people? I know they were just singing but I could have sworn that one of them was staring at us like we were the ones made out of cookies.

To make our visit to the great bearded one an elf offered to walk us up to his special visitors center. It makes sense that Santa would have a special place to greet his guests. You wouldn’t want everyone walking around your house. The carpet cleaning bill would be astronomical!

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Welcome To The North Pole! Have A Complementary Wreath!

Mr. C. Cow couldn’t wait to see Santa. He had his list ready to go and was so excited he skipped the whole way up to the visitors center. As we approached the doors they magically opened and we were able to gaze upon the great man himself.

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OMG! It’s Santa!!!!

Our little cow friend made his way up to Santa and gazed upon that amazing white beard…then passed out. He didn’t just slowly slide down to the ground. It was more like a massive cow drop to the floor. Almost to Santa…bam…plop…passed out by Santa’s magic toy bag. The excitement and the weeks of searching leading up to finally finding the guy was just too much for Mr. C. Cow.

I felt so bad for my poor little cow friend but before I could help him up Santa was down on the floor talking to him as he was waking up. He helped Mr. C. Cow up on all four hoofs, patted him on the head, and told him to not be embarrassed or upset that he had passed out.  It happens to all of us.

Santa Claus, being one of the greatest hosts of all time, not only took Mr. C. Cow’s list but also allowed him to eat off of the elf lunch cart so that he wouldn’t pass out again. So nice of the Claus thinking about the wellbeing of one cow. I guess that’s why he’s the man in charge of the presents.

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Snacks!

I am glad that we finally made it to the North Pole. Mr. C. Cow had been trying to find Santa for weeks and to finally find him (even though we had a bit of an issue) made this whole search worth it. I hope that Mr. C. gets everything he asked for. No cow loves the holiday as much as he does.

“Tipsy” Cerulean 

Second Life Location: Christmas Winter Holiday Village (G)

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

Norths Around Here Somewhere

The holiday season is funny sometimes. Sometimes you find yourself trying to find Santa Claus with a cow determined to touch his beard. (I said we do not lick beards so he had to settle with asking the Claus if he could touch it). Other times you find yourself trying to avert a small cows eyes from certain packages under some individuals holiday trees.

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Glad They Got What They Asked For!

Yes…we are still on the hunt for Santa Claus. Mr. C. Cow REALLY has a few important questions to ask him. I think they are all pretty important questions to ask the big man himself.

How long did it take you to grow your beard?

Can I have a cool seat cover for the camper? Something in a cow print. (But fake cow!)

Do you practice your ho ho ho holiday spirt every day or every other day?

How many cookies do you eat in one night?

On our search for the Claus we stopped to chit chat with a few of the local wildlife. They were unsure of where the North Pole was (I keep saying “Umm…Mr. C. Cow…It’s North!” but no one seems to listen to me.) BUT were great company none the less.

Did you know that arctic foxes are great at making gourmet hot chocolate? I never knew this and was delighted when a fox by the name of “Gumdrop” shared some of his special stash. (I wonder if Gumdrop is related to Pieni somehow.)

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Mr. C. Cow along with his new friends (Gumdrops neighbors Myrtle & Nancy Deer stopped in for some of the cocoa action) discussed the proper way to find Mr. Claus. There was talk of GPS (They thought it stood for “Great Place Search”.) use as well as attempting a trap involving milk and cookies. I just stayed out of this whole conversation (mumbling “Head North”! under my breath) and drank the hot chocolate.

When it was time to go they were no closer to figuring out where the North Pole was then they were when they first started. I wasn’t worried that their conversation didn’t lead them anywhere. I was just glad Mr. C. Cow was able to share his holiday excitement. Luckily for him I not only have something called “GPS” I can also find North on a compass.

Mr. C. Cow…I WILL get you to the Big Bearded Man!!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

SL Location: Mieville Tinyopolis (M)

Miss Mattie, who owns Tinyopolis, has a wonderful blog that I think you should check out. You can find it right HERE!

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Posted in Tourist Attraction

Random Ground Candy

Mr. C. Cow and I got lost the other day attempting to follow a shady looking sign that promised to take us to Santa’s Workshop.

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I say that a sign that colorful was just for decoration. Mr. C. Cow say’s it’s real and colorful because elves made it.

Personally, I thought that elves only made toys and cookies.

I didn’t want to disappoint Mr. C. so I, reluctantly, followed him as he followed the arrows. As we were walking along we ran into something that cows dream about. The ultimate in food fantasy for a cow that enjoys the holidays. Something so mind blowing you have to ask yourself how much sugar, elf-power, and equipment went into their creation.

Behold! Two GIANT candy canes!

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How did these two GIANT candy canes get there? Was a crane used to move them? Where was the crane? Wasn’t candy canes on the ground unsanitary? Did a giant lose his holiday candy?

Mr. C. Cow wanted to give them a taste lick but I put my little foot down and said no way! We don’t know who they belonged to and if they were actually edible. Friends don’t let friends lick strange candy they find on the ground. Ground candy isn’t safe nor sanitary!

I was able to distract Mr. C. Cow by pointing out a small building I had seen in the distance that looked like some sort of elf related toy factory. While we could, kinda, peek into the windows and see the outline of toys we were unable to tell if they were made by elves.

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While I knocked on the door (no answer) to find out if these were indeed the holiday elf made toys I didn’t notice that Mr. C. Cow had wandered off. I was too busy waiting at the door (still no answer) to notice that he had attempted to call Bishop (you remember me talking about him don’t you?) to bring a crane over from our construction business. When I finally did stop knocking (no one ever answered) Mr. C. Cow was in the middle of trying to explain to Bishop that he needed them to pick up giant candy canes off the ground to be shipped back home.

I quickly grabbed the phone, informed Bishop that we WERE NOT taking home random ground candy, and ONCE again explained to Mr. C. Cow that you cannot eat/take/lick/transport candy canes that you find.

Long postcard story short (too late) a few lessons were learned today.

  1. That factory door I was knocking on wasn’t owned by or run by anyone related to the North Pole.
  2. That holiday sign pointing us in different directions…was not made by elves.
  3. We do not attempt to consume giant candy canes we find on the ground.

I hope that, when we make it home for a few days for the holidays that I don’t find a giant candy cane in my yard.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

SL Picture Location: Christmas *Merry Christmas* (M) 

I mentioned both Bishop and our construction business in THIS past postcard. If you’re ever in SL and want to randomly look at our construction equipment you can check it out here. (I recently moved stuff around so if they link puts you on the grass you can go right up to the warehouse. You might end up next to my house. It’s ok!)

If you haven’t tried out Second Life yet or don’t know what it is then check out their website.