If you tried to hold a series of potluck dinners where a majority brought nothing to the table, but felt entitled to eat their fill, it would probably work out badly.
|There wasn’t a puddle in the pasture she didn’t find– and it’s a big pasture.|
|Shake it off, Water Dog!|
|“On average.” This is not scoring any points with me.|
|There is no difference between July and August.|
|This is so exciting!!|
One of the things I did yesterday when I took a day off being a Lady of Leisure was to stop in at the Brand New Tractor Supply Co. in Starkvegas. Wow! Aisle after aisle after aisle of DOG stuff!!
Although you can’t tell from the photo, there were a lot of trucks in the parking lot folks wandering around inside on a rainy Friday afternoon. I didn’t see very many folks buying things, but they were looking.
|$79 for a little wagon/cart?|
|Image Source: http://www.milkbottlenews.org.uk/photos/dog-carts.html|
I have found several places on the World Wide Web that sell dog carts for about $379. The wagon at Tractor Supply Co. is looking pretty reasonable. I bet if I take a photo of the wagon at the TSCo, and one of an expensive dog cart, and the instructions for how to turn a Radio Flyer wagon into a dog cart, Jesse could make me one in his welding shop. And then Rocky could haul some… rotten composted cow manure for me.
|Mr. Big Food, Remy, Missy and I took a walk around the property.|
All it takes to wear out a five month old knock-off Shepador is a mile long walk that ends with play time in the pasture in the rain. That’s all!
|There’s some fence work to be done along the North Road.|
|In Summertime, this hidden pasture teams with wild sunflowers and butterflies.|
Remy came down from Memphis yesterday and spent the night here at the Farm before heading back. Mr. Big Food grilled a New York strip over mesquite. We finished the evening conversing by the fire with a cognac. We talked at length about vegetable gardens, Liberty, Freedom, self-reliance, and such. Very pleasant.
About that relaxing weekend… . It’s really raining and Missy is done napping. Yippee.
|Just pull the chicken off the bone.|
|I liked how it was a little toasty around the edges.|
and it didn’t take Mr. Big Food long at all to whip up the sauce for the Chicken Fricassee.
But first… .
Happy Ground Hog Day!
Q: How can you have more of what you haven’t had?
I kid you not, there are flying insects out there. And the peepers are peeing away like crazy. We need a week of winter weather. Time is running out, but it’s still possible.
|February 10, 2011|
|Stanley, Virginia, 2007|
Inevitably, one of Mr. Big Food’s colleagues will ask, “Sounds lovely, but about what do you talk with the people?”
I find this funny and sad.
It’s funny because I know their type and I can just see how red their necks would get after an hour in the Mississippi sun. No. No I can’t because I can’t see them spending an hour in the sunshine without being covered in SPF127, hat and umbrella. It’s sad– for them– that I can’t. More generally, it’s sad because they know so little about life, and by asking the question, they admit that they couldn’t carry on a conversation with Nancy at the US Post Office– who invited us to the deer meat supper– or DC at the Piglet– who calls us “kids” even though he knows we’re his age.
I take carrying on a conversation to be one among life’s greatest pleasures and challenges.
I was reminded of Mr. Big Food’s experiences with that question when I took the “bubble-thickness” quiz this morning. I’ll document how I found the quiz– I scored 60, more on this below– because I think it’s relevant to the bubble.
Instapundit.com to Cafe Mom’s “The Stir” which has a link to the the quiz from this book. I saw it mentioned at one site that proudly proclaimed a score of 37. Again, mine was 60– and I’m o.k. with that. I didn’t get full credit for knowing Jimmie Johnson was a NASCAR driver, but I did get partial credit for knowing that Jimmy Johnson once coached the Dallas Cowboys.
Interpreting Your Score
Here are the scores that you could expect to get if you ﬁt the following descriptions.
A lifelong resident of a working-class neighborhood with average television and movie going habits.
Range: 48–99. Typical: 77.
A ﬁrst- generation middle-class person with working-class parents and average television and movie going habits.
Range: 42–100. Typical: 66.
A ﬁrst- generation upper-middle- class person with middle-class parents.
Range: 11–80. Typical: 33.
A second- generation (or more) upper-middle-class person who has made a point of getting out a lot.
Range: 0–43. Typical: 9.
A second- generation (or more) upper-middle-class person with the television and movie going habits of the upper middle class.
Range: 0–20.Typical: 2.The scoring of the archetypes reﬂects a few r
Dogs are fine. Thanks for asking.
|A poor photo of Baked Ham Slices with Pineapple|
I used less brown sugar than the actual recipe calls for, and mixed it with the drained crushed pineapple before spreading on the layers of ham slices.
|She’s the darkest shadow, right there in the middle. The shadow with a tail.|
|She did well.|
|She’s learning the road to home.|
|Pear Cake Deluxe with whipped cream|
Look around to read about Rocky & Missy and our Big Life here in rural Mississippi.
I firmly believe Southern girls ought to be brought ups with better manners than any other.
|Oven Meal of Oven Fried Chicken, Scalloped Potatoes, Baked Lima or Green Beans, and Apple or Pear Cake Deluxe.|
|it had freshly whipped cream, that had chilled in the fridge, on it.|
|She’s experiencing more and more Freedom.|
He can translate.
|At the Quick Stop & Deli|
I had never seen a Quick Stop & Deli ad in our local newspaper before this week. The place always looks busy to me when I pass by or run in. Pat recently did some remodeling to the restaurant part of the Quick Stop, so maybe it’s just a reminder.
We should eat at the Quick Stop more often. (The reminder worked!)
I was talking with Nancy at the United States Post Office– just around the “block” from the Quick Stop– about the cost of living here and in other places in the United States. We agreed it’s a lot less expensive to live here.
I promise you when you’ve finished your plate of Meat, 3 Vegetables, Bread, and Dessert you will have gotten your $7 worth!