Posted in Nature, Real Life

Plus One

Mr. C. Cow went on a reunion tour this weekend. When I think of a reunion tour I, usually, think about rock bands who inform us that they this will be their last “Hurrah!” but continue it on for the next thirty plus years. When I asked Marslean she stated that “Didn’t (insert band here) do a whole final tour thing for the past twenty plus years?”. When Mr. C. Cow says the word “reunion”, it just involves a bunch of his cow friends hanging out in a field, listening to the music of their generation, and talking about their jobs.

Mr. C. Cow took me to his friend reunion as his plus one. Had a lovely conversation with an accountant who told me I need to “plan for my future”. Mr. C. told him that our future included a stop at the candy store after the party. I don’t think that’s the kind of future the accountant was talking about.

Have you planned for your future?

I’ve never been to a party in a muddy field before. It had rained the night before so I had issues with my footwear. If I took more than three steps in a row my shoe would stay in the mud and I would keep on going. A delightful bovine retrieved my shoes for me on multiple occasions. They even had to pull me out of the mud when I got stuck. Being short in a field full of muck is hard work. It sure was a lot of work for my retrieving bovine buddy.

It seems that I have to fetch your footwear again!

I’m glad that Mr. C. Cow got to hang out with old pals. Get to see what everyone is up to these days, eat lots of food, dance, and have a great time. Next time I’m invited to a party in a muddy field I’ll be sure to wear the proper foot gear.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken by me of a few of my neighborhood cows. They were polite enough to pose for pictures.

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Posted in Holiday, News

Just Before Midnight

Happy New Year Everyone!!!

I am sad to say that I did not make it to midnight this time around. Instead of ringing in 2019, I fell asleep in a chair while listening to hockey around 10pm. Bishop went to bed early because he had a lot of work to do at the equipment company. The only ones to make it were Mr. C. Cow and Marslean.

I know that they had a fun time at midnight as there was a lot of popcorn on the floor, party string on the ceiling, and multiple juice boxes in the sink. I’m not sure why they were in the sink and not the garbage. I’m assuming that Marslean talked Mr. C. Cow into trying to make sink baskets with the empty containers.

Here are a few photos from 2018 of our various travels that I thought we would share as we look forward towards new journeys in 2019.

We hope that you all have a safe and happy 2019.

Many more travels to come!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

All photos taken by Cerulean in Second Life.

Posted in Home, Tourist Attraction

Date Aftermath

Recap: (If you want to read the whole postcard then click HERE!) Bishop and Tipsy go out on a date without Mr. C. Cow. Mr. C. does not understand why he can’t go but, reluctantly, stays behind to hang out with Marslean. When they return from date night Mr. C. Cow is asleep on a pile of candles, there is a bulldozer covered in shaving cream, Marslean is in a panic over a soggy pizza box, and there is toilet paper stuck to the ceiling. Now…back to the action…..

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Note To Self: Buy Toilet Paper For Warehouse Port-a-potty. 

I was in shock! How can such a mess be achieved in less than three hours time?  In all honesty, I shouldn’t be shocked. Mr. C. Cow can make a tornado level mess of a kitchen in less then thirty minutes while making muffins. Less than three hours made me grateful that nothing was on fire.

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Fire Safety People!!

After we roused Marslean out of her soggy pizza stupor and Mr. C. was put in a proper bed we started to piece together the evening:

Toilet Paper On The Ceiling: Since Mr. C. Cow didn’t have any streamers or party favors to make the evening “festive”, he used toilet paper. Marslean admitted that this was her idea. She thought it would keep him busy. It kept him busy all right!!  While throwing the toilet paper into the air it caught on one of the sprinklers. Mr. C. left them there because they looked “good hanging off of them”.

Pre-Soggy Pizza: Since Mr. C. was decorating the place to make it feel like a party, Marslean decided to order pizza. This is probably one of the few things that makes any real sense out of the whole mess. Pizza I can understand.

The Candles Part 1: To continue with the party theme candles were brought out and lit. Too many candles were brought out and lit. As they burned there was much concern as to how many flames were being produced. In a panic, Mr. C. Cow grabbed a bottle of shaving cream instead of the fire extinguisher. As Marslean galloped around in a panic, shaving cream went flying everywhere. The candles were put out but the bulldozer suffered a bath in the stuff.

Wet Toilet Paper On The Ceiling: (At this point in the story Bishop was clenching his jaw.) While Marslean went to get the pizza delivery and try to de-stress, Mr. C. Cow was having none of it. De-stress? Ha! Not Mr. C.! He started moo-running in circles in a tizzy over almost burning the shop down. During this panic attack he tripped over the toilet paper hanging from the sprinklers and “WOOOSH!” water sprayed everywhere.

Now Soggy Pizza: As the water “WOOSH-ED” from the ceiling it hit the pizza boxes, instantly making them mushy. Mr. C. Cow collapsed on the pile of candles and went to sleep. Marslean was left to mourn the loss of dinner.

What? How? WAAAAAAA……

All I could do was shake my head and not be surprised that any of this happened. Bishop, calmly (with jaw still clenched) gave me a hug, and went to clean off the bulldozer. Lessons were learned that evening. Marslean learned of Mr. C. Cow’s exuberance for life.  I learned that I should plan something constructive for him to do BEFORE going out on a date. Bishop learned that he shouldn’t leave random bottles of shaving cream in the shop. Mr. C. Cow learned that sleeping on candles is uncomfortable.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

All photos taken by me in Second Life

Second Life Location: (Our own place) Tealeaf Equipment On Route 11 (M) 

 

Posted in Food, Holiday, Real Life

Master Party Planner

Bishop has a birthday coming up early next week and Mr. C. Cow is over the moon at the thought of being the one to throw him a party. You can’t say no to Mr. C. when he has decided that he will be your official party planner. It doesn’t matter if it’s for a birthday or a non-major holiday he is prepared to bring the fun. Last President’s Day he made a cake in the shape of Mount Rushmore. When Marslean had her birthday last year Mr. C. Cow not only made a cake in the shape of her favorite comic book character he also made her a costume to match the cake. I think he has some sort of secret party planning closet full of supplies somewhere that I haven’t found yet.

To prepare for Bishop’s birthday he woke me up early (9am…that’s pretty early for a cow…) with a visual presentation of ideas pertaining to a birthday party. Being the type of friend that cannot pass up a good presentation I was more than happy to discuss party ideas with him. (After a cup of coffee.)

Birthday Guide 1
That’s A Mighty Long Title!

He first started out by discussing locations to have the party:

*The Shop

*The Moon

*Underwater

*The North Pole

*Inside A GIANT Pancake

Inside a giant pancake? How do you have a party inside of a pancake?  It’s not like a pancake is a watermelon you can hollow out. I think Mr. C. Cow was starting to get distracted by the thought of breakfast. One should never have a party planning meeting before eating breakfast. I think we’ll just have the party at the shop.

Birthday Guide 2
Poor Eyeless Fish!

While I approve of baby chickens I don’t think that they would be a great idea for Bishop’s birthday. Even if they can do a chorus line, like Mr. C. Cow says, I still don’t think having something that tiny doing high kicks is a good idea. Baby chickens around big machinery is not a safe idea. Everything else he said a birthday must have I agree with. Can’t have a birthday without cake!

Ahh….cake. Cake…Cake…Cake. Mr. C. Cow had QUITE A FEW ideas for what the cake should be shaped like. Of course he did. He is a party planning master.

*Lawnmower

*Bulldozer

*Mermaid

*A Life-Sized Cake In The Shape Of Bishop

*Coffee Pot

I was thinking more on the lines of having a normal looking cake. Something that could be round or square. Easy to frost and put candles on. Mr. C. Cow, on the other hoof, felt that the cake needed to reflect Bishop. I don’t think a mermaid reflects Bishop and making a life-sized polar bear cake would take a lot of frosting. We’ll have to come back to the cake.

Birthday Guide 3
Sparkly?

I don’t think that Bishop would wear anything sparkly. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in anything sparkly, shiny, or remotely glossy. As for the bulldozer sunglasses I don’t even know where you would purchase them. Mr. C. Cow would know because he always seems to figure out where to find weirdly shaped objects. I also feel that Bishop wouldn’t want a milk can.

I’m glad we have a few days to hash out a birthday party plan. The most important part of throwing a party is, actually, asking the birthday bear if he even wants a party. Mr. C. Cow almost passed out at the thought of someone not wanting a big bash. He’s on his way now to ask Bishop if he can be his master party planner.

This should be interesting……

“Tipsy” Cerulean

All artwork/Presentation/Stuff Done By Us. Tada! 

Posted in Park, Real Life, Tourist Attraction

Graceful Bovine Magic

Every Friday there is a Rainbow Tinies party that Mr. C. Cow and I try to attend when we’re in the area. Mr. C. Cow gets REALLY excited when he knows we get to go because he is an excellent dancer. I have always assumed that he went to some sort of school to learn how to hoof it but it’s all natural talent. Mr. C. can dance around like a graceful bovine ballet dancer compared to my swaying back and forth in rhythm (not really) to the music. Maybe I need the lessons.

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Fox Friends 4-Ever!

What is “Rainbow Tinies”?

Rainbow Tinies is open to anyone! It is for the LGBTQ community as well as friends and supporters. Their events are for everyone (avatar & players 18+. No adult content). The Rainbow Tinies support Free2Luv which is a non-profit organization that fights against bullying and celebrates equality. They have a party every Friday from Noon-2pm slt (Second Life Time). that is an absolute blast! Everyone is extremely friendly and welcoming! DJ Story spins the tunes, Linn is a great host, and Pieni the awesome cakefox works tirelessly to make sure everyone has a wonderful time. This amazing trio makes each and every Friday special for everyone.

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This week Mr. C. Cow and I are hoping that we are in the area so we can party down with everyone. He’s extra specially excited as he has been working on a new party outfit to wear. It has, from what I have seen so far, some sort of spandex sparkly one piece, a pair of GIANT sunglasses, and a fez. Where does he find these various articles of clothing while we are traveling? Grocery store? Carry out? Trading post?  I am assuming that he is doing more than buying bread and toilet paper when he goes to the grocery store. Can’t really say too much about his shopping habits as I do have a colossal closet dedicated to the hair arts.

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I Wonder Who Lives In The Itty-Bitty Cabin…

If we do get a chance to go this week we might have to show up a little early. It takes a while to park the camper and Mr. C. Cow, with all of his clothing, might take longer than usual to get dressed. All I do is make sure my hair is symmetrical and immense. Mr. C. takes his planning and dressing to new levels with the moo-ing over what matches platform shoes or “do these heart-shaped sunglasses make my ears look big?”.

We hope that we’ll see you there one of these Fridays!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: Rainbow Tinies (M) 

Each Friday there is a party in-world from Noon-2pm SLT.

If you want to know more about the Rainbow Tinies, see photos of past parties or party information you can visit at any time or check out the following links:

Rainbow Tinies On Facebook 

Kuiskaava Kettu (Information & Photos from Rainbow Tinies as well as other great SL info. and causes.)

Check out Free2Luv for more information on this non-profit doing good work!

 

 

 

 

Posted in Park, Tourist Attraction

Milkshake Maker

Mr. C. Cow and I had so much fun star-gazing the other night that we found ourselves taking a special night hike. I was thinking that we were going to go on a hike that involved trying to find owls flying around. Mr. C. Cow thought we were going to go say hi to some bats. Both of us were not expecting some sort of weird ball of energy meets glow-in-the-dark space plants.

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Alien Rave? Plant Light Show?

For some strange reason we never seem to end up in a normal forest. Ok. We do, in all honesty, end up in a lot of regular forests where we might play checkers with a rabbit. A forest were we might see a squirrel or even a coyote wandering around looking for a coffee-house. Every so often we seem to find a forest that has its own rules. Instead of discussing the history of the blues with a woodpecker we have ended up in one that glowed like some sort of funky nature light show.

Before I turned otter tail and left this strange forest Mr. C. Cow stopped me. He said some of the wisest words a cow can ever say when faced with some sort of neon forest creep show going on. “Don’t judge a forest by its foliage!”.

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Dooo Cheeee Dooo Cheee Dooo Cheee…..

When I stopped judging foliage I heard music pulsing through the trees. Ends up that it wasn’t some sort of alien takeover at all but a nighttime rave. There were bears wearing neon bracelets dancing to electric beats. Deer wearing flashing lights in their antlers. Mr. C. Cow wearing a glow-in-the-dark vest shaking his milkshake maker.

Wait…where did he get the vest? 

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Party’s over here!

I’m no gloomy Gus and am always up for a party. Even if it’s in the middle of the woods, in the middle of the night. I also discovered that they had martini’s with vibrant olive sticks. That was a HUGE selling point for me. I sipped my martini’s and watched Mr. C. Cow let loose with some fancy moves on the dance floor.

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The DJ was just a ball of light! How hip!

Around 3am (I don’t wear a watch so I’m just guessing) I told Mr. C. Cow, who was talking to a cat wearing a tiny party hat, that it was time to head back to the camper. He was sad to leave but grateful because his hoofs were starting to get tired from all of the boogie down action.

Mr. C. was right. Sometimes we need to look past how things really seem and find out what they really are. Sometimes an eccentric forest might just be the stage for a shindig. If you judge that book by its cover you might just miss out!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Second Life Location: Fake Forest (M)

Posted in Beach, Tourist Attraction

Wiggly Eyes

Mr. C. Cow wanted to stop at some random beach the other day to collect seashells. He was watching some crafty show on television the other day so he’s been into multiple different types of crafts. One day we were hiking so he could find pretty rocks to turn into various rocky woodland creature statues complete with wiggly eyes. Another day we were looking for different fall leaves so that he could make holiday centerpieces. Today it was the need to look for seashells so that he could make them into necklaces.  I’m really glad that Mr. C. Cow has gotten into the whole arts and crafts thing. It’s good to see him making something beautiful with his own two (counts…four) hoofs.

While searching the beach for the perfect shells we happened upon two animals holding up a sign pointing to where the party was. What party you ask? Well…we have absolutely no clue what party they were talking about. Beach party? Birthday party? When they told us we were more then welcome to come to the party it didn’t matter what kind it was. Free cake!

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I’m always up for the random party. It’s one of the main reasons I keep party hats in the glove box in case of emergency. I also cannot deny Mr. C. Cow (Who was standing there with this bucket of shells moo-ing about free food) the opportunity to get his party on. Following their sign directions we went in search of the party party.

It ended up being more of a fall festival party then a party that involved cake. Mr. C. Cow was a tad bit upset at first since he believes that all parties should involve cake. Doesn’t matter if it’s a cocktail party or beach party, there should always be a cake.

We did run into a humorous chipmunk who was eating apples while laying in a hammock. Mr. C. Cow took their picture then made it into an advertisement trying to sell hammocks.

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I see that his current love of arts and crafts combined with his newfound talent for taking postcards has morphed into making fake advertisements. Everyone needs a hobby I guess.

After eating multiple bushels of apples we took Mr. C. Cows bucket of shells back to the camper and were on our way. I can’t wait to see what his necklaces will look like when he’s done. Life is funny sometimes as we went from shell hunting to party guests to hammock sales people then back to making shell necklaces. Can’t say we’re boring.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

SL Location: Balamb Garden (M)