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!
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.
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.
Mr. C. Cow came up to me the other day with his front hoofs shaking away. It was like he was waving at me with both hoofs in a jolly, yet strange manner. When Mr. C. informed me that he had the “jazz hoofs”, I started to dial for a doctor. “Jazz hoofs” sounded contagious. I was afraid that he would shake so much that a body part might fall off and I would find myself in a similar situation. To my surprise, Mr. C. Cow took the phone from me, hung it up, and told me it wasn’t some sort of weird disease. Must say that I was mighty relieved!
The reason for the rhythmic hoof shaking was the many hours we had spent listening to Big Band music. Maybe we overdid it a wee bit while driving down the highway. Twelve hours of swinging music would cause anyone to do a jazz hoof thing. After extensive research we decided that the only way to cure “jazz hoofs” (without a doctor) was to visit a jazz club.
Leave it to Mr. C. Cow to find the only jazz club on the planet (possibly the universe) that employed a dragon as a bartender.
Usually you see a dragon employed as a gym instructor or motivational speaker. This just goes to show that you should never judge anyone based on color/gender/species. Frank, the dragon bartender, informed us that his parents wanted him to find work as a cardio workout instructor but he felt more inclined to light cocktails on fire. Who can blame him? Lighting drinks on fire sounds like a great way to make some cash. As long as you remind everyone to blow out their drink before sipping your good to go.
To alleviate the “jazz hoof” shaking that Mr. C. Cow had going on he made his way to the front of the dance floor. Swaying to the beautiful moo-sic was not only therapeutic but also fun to watch. If you’ve never watched a cow dance to the beat of a trumpet then you’re missing out on life. After a while, a snow leopard offered to be his dance partner. Together they proved to be more than adequate at the Charleston.
Hoofs shaking to the musical beat has taught us a few things today. We’ve learned that a doctor is not needed when you get a case of the “jazz hoofs”. To cure this, all you need is a good jazz club with great music and amazing company. When you first meet someone you should never judge them based on looks or background. Every individual is unique and that is what makes the world a wonderful place to live.
One last thing that we’ve learned today….It’s important to blow out a fire on a flaming cocktail so you don’t catch your face on fire.
We’ve been getting a lot of rain lately. So much rain that I’ve sometimes felt that the sun had gone on vacation. Last month it rained for three days in a row. I thought that the sun had skipped vacation and decided to just retire. All of this rain was getting tiresome and there was more on the way.
“April Showers Bring Wet Grass So Don’t Even Try To Mow The Lawn Today.” – Something or other that Bishop said last month.
Mr. C. Cow LOVES the rain. He likes to stomp in puddles and do some sort of rain dance. His rain dance involves a lot of booty wiggling and hoof clapping. Since we were going to be getting lots more rain (and a few thunderstorms!) Mr. C. went online to, who knows where, and bought himself a new pair of “rainy day hoof covers”. I snapped a picture of him outside during our last rain in his hoof covers.
I wonder where he goes to buy “rainy day hoof covers”. He’s been wearing his yellow ones with the blue swirls a lot lately but also owns a pair of pink ones with green stars. Maybe, for his birthday, I’ll get him a raincoat and hat to match.
Mr. C. Cow loves to puddle stomp but knows to come in when it starts to thunder. Do you remember the saying “When it roars go indoors?”. He follows that rule better than anyone I know. As soon as it starts to “Kraaaaaaarrk” out side he’s inside before it can even finish its last “aarrk”. I’m glad he’s into weather safety because I don’t want to see him get zapped by lightning or something worse. Mr. C. also knows that I am deathly afraid of thunderstorms. While at home Bishop will keep me occupied with tales of heavy machinery while Mr. C. Cow makes us all hot cocoa. If Marslean is around she’ll sometimes play cards with me while Mr. C. Cow makes us all hot cocoa. (Mr. C. has a fondness for hot cocoa.)
“Hot Cocoa Makes Everything In This World Better!” – Something Mr. C. Cow said this month.
Real Life Photo (During a real storm!) taken my yours truly.
Drawing of Mr. C. Cow also by me.
I know that a lot of places have been hit hard by the weather as of late. Our thoughts go out to you! If you would like to help out those who have had disaster hit their lives then I recommend you check out the Red Crossto see what you can do to help.