Skip to main content

The Friday Four

I couldn't think of five things. So here are four items to fill your noggin for Friday. Say that five times fast. You know, to cover for the missing fifth thing. Drat.

Update: 4:10 p.m. CST

#5) Out of order, but so what? I hate when I don't have time to read PEOPLE on Friday mornings. This is thing 5. And oh, so dumb. A contest called The Fashion Malfunction. About a fashion malfunction. I'm not upset by this contest, just annoyed because Band-Aid is making these cool looking bandages for wounds. What is wrong with the kind I grew up with? Plain, boring flesh tone? Granted, they seldom match anyone's flesh tone. I mean, I went to the doctor last winter and got a flu shot and wound up with a Sponge Bob Squarepants Band-Aid. I'm twenty-ni--er, nineteen years old! I don't want Sponge Bob. I actually wanted Hello! Kitty, but no. Ugh. These Band-Aids look like skins for computers or Kindles. What is this madness? It's a seeping, bloody wound. It doesn't need to look awesome and if you feel well enough to look cool, then you aren't getting any sympathy from me. Also, I imagine these cool Band-Aids cost extra. I will continue to buy the 97 cent variety.

#1) That cow on the lam (oh, what a pun), finally rejoined the cow masses. Yvonne apparently escaped to Austria where she jumped a fence to hang out with her distant bovine relatives. Guess she wasn't hermit material. I'm not crazy about cows. We had them when I was a teenager. Let me tell you how much fun it is to get up early and bottle feed them. Then get hit in the face with the bottom of a bottle when they get really excited about nursing. Or get to chase them when they get out of the fence into the (cranky) neighbor's garden. Sure, I had my favorites, like Kip, whom I wrote a story about and won a writing contest with, and Two Bits, my first (and only) show calf, who placed second in the show only because he was smaller than the calf that won, but easily the best behaved. I worked my butt off to train that bull. It's not necessary to discuss the fate of either one. You know what happens to steers and Two Bits was raised as a veal calf. They all lived happily ever after. So, who's hungry?

#2) It's the holiday weekend! The last big blow out before summer ends. What's the deal with Labor Day anyhow? Peter J. McGuire, general secretary of the Brotherhood of Carpenters and Joiners and co-founder of the American Federation of Labor is quoted as saying the holiday is for "who from rude nature have delved and carved all the grandeur we behold." He may, or may not have "invented" the day. It's debatable. The first Labor Day was celebrated September 5, 1883. Here's to many more, because sleeping in is my favorite.

#3) My favorite movie quote of the week from Tangled. It reminds me of me and my husband. I'm prone to over reacting and he's fluent in sarcasm.

Rapunzel: [there's a rustle in the bushes. Rapunzel jumps on Flynn's back, terrified] Is it ruffians? Thugs? Have they come for me?

Flynn Rider: [a cute little bunny hops out of the bushes] Stay calm. It can probably smell fear.

#4) And to round off your Friday, here's a picture by yours truly of an owl and a mouse. I knew that'd make your day. The one on the left is the owl, in case you weren't sure. FYI, I'm afraid of owls. And most other birds. I like mice, as long as they stay in their tanks or on their side of the invisible lines in fields and barns. Rats freak me out considerably.


  1. Your posts are the best! I'm not a morning person, but your blog had me laughing.
    Owls scare me too--I don't like the pellets they leave on my deck. These pellets have bones of rats in them--which I detest--so I guess I'll put up with them--the pellets, not the rats. The rats I destroy.

  2. I can see you with a viking helmet and a mace, destroying rats. Brenda Dyer, writer and rat life revoker!


Post a Comment