Posted in Holiday, Home

The Waiting

Mr. C. Cow has been sitting with a plate of cookies since 6am this morning waiting for Santa to show up. Since they are besties, I told him to text before he got on the road. In typical fashion, he forgot to keep his phone charged and only had 3 percent. (He’s been playing that hot mobile game called “Half-Month” or whatever CONSTANTLY!)

He’ll Be Here Soon Mr. C. Cow!

I’ve gotten all of the presents wrapped ahead of schedule so I’m spending my evening drinking a glass of wine and watching holiday cooking shows. So far I’ve learned how to make a gingerbread mansion, ugly sweater cookies, and how to brûlée something without setting the counter on fire. Marslean has been muttering behind closed doors about paper cuts and the proper use of tape. I’m standing by with a first aid kit just in case she needs it.

Pro Tip: You can always find pre-wrapped boxes for easy present giving!

Bishop, always one to keep busy, has spent the day checking all holiday lights for burnt out bulbs, changed the oil on a forklift, drank a pot of coffee, and disappeared for an hour. Speculation has begun as to where he retreated to. Mr. C. Cow thinks he went to decorate his polar bear furs with holiday decorations to get into the holly jolly spirit. (I, HIGHLY, doubt it!) Marslean thinks he’s fighting the ultimate battle of present versus wrapping paper. I can’t say anything as I know what he was up to. Mr. C. Cow is going to be one happy little cow come Christmas Day.

Bishop made sure that all of the lights were working.

Mr. C. Cow has eaten all of the cookies he had on his plate for Santa. Luckily, he baked sixteen dozen so we wouldn’t run out. Patience during the little cow’s favorite time of the year has never been his strong suit. I hope that he doesn’t eat all of the cookies because, besides a tummy ache, I don’t want to have to break into the emergency cookie stash. What’s to say those don’t get eaten too?

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Pictures taken in Second Life by me at our personal home!

Mr. C. Cow is really excited to let you all know that we are opening our personal home up so that everyone has a place to go this holiday season. Family and friends are important to all of us and we feel that everyone should have a place to go for the holidays. You can find the link to get there via Second Life right HERE. Our home will be opened to the public until January 1st. Please be polite to anyone you may run into if you choose to visit. We also ask that you remember that this is our home.

Under our holiday tree are a few presents we put for sale for 1L. Please be nice and only take one so that everyone can get one. (There are only a few so I don’t know if there will be any left if you visit. Will try to put more out if we are able to during this busy holiday season.)

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

Just A Little Holiday B&E

We are mere days away from Christmas. The search for Santa has gone from calm and orderly to complete panic and disarray. Mr. C. Cow has left no stocking nor holiday tree unchecked in his pursuit. Kris Kringle has left us no choice. It was time to visit the North Pole!

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Umm…Can we come in?

I was a tad bit unsure that we were allowed to enter the domain of the jolly fat man but Mr. C. Cow assured me that we were more than welcome. The guards outside of the gates were actually made of wood and not alive. That made me feel, somewhat, better about entering but I thought we should at least knock first.

Knock? Ha! Mr. C. Cow just barged right into the place in search of Santa. I was concerned that we might be breaking and entering. The sign inside of the holiday ho ho compound was not comforting:

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I wonder if they bite…

Before I had a chance to say “My hair would never last in prison!, Mr. C. Cow, at last, spotted Santa. The look on his face when he spotted that red suited man was a cross between pure joy and triumph. When Santa spotted Mr. C. Cow he let out a hearty laugh, tipped his cap, and launched his reindeer into the sky:

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Santa! Wait!!!!

Mr. C.’s face went from joy to instant sadness. Little cow tears streamed down his face. Had Santa snubbed him? Was he being a jerk? Who would wanna hurt a cow’s feelings? 

The Kringle guy wasn’t trying to hurt his feelings. He wasn’t trying to be a brute. Santa acknowledged Mr. C.’s presence. Even tipped his cap at him. Santa wasn’t neglecting the fact that we had been searching for a long while to speak to him. He was saying “You almost caught me! There are days before Christmas. We’ll talk soon!”.

I gave Mr. C. Cow my word that this is what Saint Nick was trying to tell him. The game was still afoot. We still had time. Reassured that the hunt was not over we snuck out of the holiday ho ho compound, went back to the camper, and ate a few sugar cookies in celebration of almost winning.

Let’s just hope that my assessment of the situation is correct. I don’t want to see Mr. C. Cow heartbroken. 

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken in Second Life by me!

Second Life Location: Christmas at the North Pole Village & Santa’s Workshop (M)

 

Posted in Holiday, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Raccoons Wear Socks?

The holiday season is well underway and Santa is inching ever so closer to bringing good little cows presents. Mr. C. Cow has been a good little cow this year. I know he’s had a few hiccups along the way (eating an entire tube of cookie dough I was going to make) but there has been much improvement. Mr. C. sent his letter off to Santa but is still looking for him for a one on one, personal chat.

The Kringle search has led us to one of the most beautiful holiday parks we have visited so far. I’m not complaining about his searching every year because it always leads us to places like this…..

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Beautiful. Cold but beautiful.

When searching for a guy who breaks into your home to give you stuff, Mr. C. Cow seems to have a knack for finding the best places to look. One would think he would spend his time looking in empty boxes on the side of the road or ice cream parlors but that’s not the case. Mr. C. is an extremely smart bovine (He did go to college!) and has the “art of the Santa search” down to a science.

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When seeking an individual that is both covert, holiday related, and elusive there are a few rules you need to abide by:

*Follow the cookie crumbs. Literally, follow the crumbs of snowmen and reindeer shaped holiday treats. Santa has been known to throw back a few cookies with some milk. Where there are crumbs there may be Santa.

*Signs pointing to Saint Nick don’t always point in the right direction. Directional signs have led us to blow up Santa’s, a store selling stockings, and a guy on the side of the road wearing a red hat. Signs are not always factual.

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Nope. Not Santa.

*Baiting a trap with candy canes does not work. It might actually put you on the naughty list if Kringle was to, indeed, fall for this trickery. This has never worked. How do I know? I know because, one year, Mr. C. Cow spent a hundred dollars in candy canes and traps. Waste of money. Didn’t work. Naughty list bound.

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Have you guys seen a jolly fat man in a red suit? 

Following all of these guidelines has yet to produce one named “Santa”. We’ve run into plenty of reindeer but none of them work for the man himself. Thought we saw an elf but it was just a raccoon in stripped socks.

I have confidence that we’ll run into good Ol’ Santy at some point in time. Mr. C. Cow has yet to fail in his holiday mission of search and question each year. Maybe the white bearded guy knows he’s looking and just likes to screw with him. When you’re busy making that many toys for good girls and boys I wouldn’t blame him if he needed a bit of hide and seek humor.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken in Second Life by yours truly.

Second Life Location: Calas Galadhon “Home For Christmas” (M)

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 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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