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) 

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

Comically Large Neckties

I had to do a bit of shopping the other day because SOMEBODY used all of our cooking spray to lube up their roller skate wheels. Mr. C. Cow decided to stay behind in the camper and do a bit of laundry. I’m proud that he wanted to take part in the daily chores and was more than happy to let him wash stuff. Before I left I explained that, since this was a camper, the washer/dryer unit was small so please don’t over soap or over stuff the machines. After repeating myself a few times I felt more then comfortable to go forth in search of cooking spray.

When I returned my happiness was short-lived. Mr. C. Cow decided to do a GIGANTIC load of comically large neckties in one load. Separating laundry, in his mind, meant doing all of one type of clothing at one time in the washer. The washing machine didn’t know what to do with all of these comically large neckties so it decided to just spit soap bubbles all over the place. The walls. The stove vent. The glove box. If we had wanted to wash the entire inside of the camper then this was the way to go.

After much bubble shoveling and opening of windows and doors to air dry we needed a place to do the rest of the laundry. We also needed a place to stay for the night. I didn’t feel like sleeping in a squishy camper.

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This looks like a quiet place to park.

We were lucky enough to find a nice quiet place where they, not only had a laundry room, but the perfect place to sleep for the night.

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I’ll do the rest of the laundry this time Mr. C.!

Mr. C. Cow set up the campsite for the evening while I did the rest of the laundry. While his comically large neckties were in the dryer I started pondering his collection. There was a giant neon banana necktie and one that looked like a fish. When did he start getting a collection? I can’t remember the last time he even wore a necktie. Maybe Mr. C. Cow was considering dressing up more. Or he could be thinking about starting a prop comedy career. You never know what Mr. C. is thinking sometimes.

The campsite was beautiful and we, sincerely, were more than happy to spend the night among the stars.  A laundry mishap turned into a beautiful evening.

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Glamor Camping!

We need to stop and remember that not everyone knows how to do everything.  Something as simple as laundry might not be so simple if you’ve never done it on your own. All those buttons, knobs, timers, and soap measuring can be confusing. I’m not mad at Mr. C. Cow in any way for making the camper soapy. He tried his hardest and that’s really all that matters to me. Besides, the camper now smells wonderful and we had the opportunity to hang out, together, under the stars. What more could I really ask for?

“Tipsy” Cerulean 

All Photos Taken In Second Life By Me 

Second Life Location: The Last Forever (M)