Belligerent cow

by Mama Mabel

There was a belligerent cow outside my window this morning.  I don't know what was annoying it even though it spent an hour telling me about it while I was trying to sleep.  Sometimes when things like this happen, it makes me realize how different my life is from what it used to be.  For example:

This morning I drove around 3 different road kill sites.  They'll be gone by tomorrow because we have very industrious buzzards.

Tractors, 4-wheelers and the occasional riding lawn mower are used as if they're regular, street legal vehicles around here. 

Two days ago, I helped Coondog hunt down rocks to put under the car jack we were using to help us chainsaw apart a tree that fell across the road that goes over the mountain.  Two years ago, I wouldn't have dreamed of saying any part of that sentence.  Now I'm proud of our ingenuity.  (For those of you who know me well - don't worry.  Coondog handled the chainsaw.)

I made pickles this week.

I planted green onions and they've survived a whole month so far.

Jeans are both wedding and funeral appropriate attire.  Especially with a beaded, fringed or embroidered top. 

I made an entire Thanksgiving dinner with a hot plate, a toaster oven and crock pots.  I'm ridiculously proud that I did it while still wondering what compelled me to try.

"I was walking my chickens" is a legitimate excuse to miss another appointment.

 At least one thing has remained the same though:  Duct tape really does fix anything.