The Leaning Cow

Two photos – the top one by Alison, Cameron’s mother and co-conspirator; the second by, as the Irish would say, Himself. INDIVIDUAL PACKAGES??? FOR LUNCH BOXES??? AUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH! Cameron’s little food pyramid plus the Wide Obelisk of Intensity.

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Long title of the post, but today I had my hair done and colored at Scizzor Worx. She me above? Yes, that is really me, AmeliaJake. Donna (See Below) Ah, where was I? Oh, yes, Donna (See Above) cut it and colored it for me. And while we were talking about school and people at [...]

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My cow bag and my tipping cow T-shirt have arrived. Perhaps I should have used the word “tote” instead of “bag”.  Or I could have gone back and changed it, but ever now  and then, I forget the new technology in my hands and flash back to the days of typewriters and no delete key. [...]

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A rare moment in my life – I slept for 30 minutes while my alarm clock was doing its horrible sound. You know the sound, the one that makes you leap over the bed and lunge at the clock to turn it off before you go mad. So I was running a little later than [...]

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According to the computer, I have eight minutes until another episode of Breaking Bad begins. I got hooked on it a couple of years ago and now we must be coming up on the end of the third season. I think it alternates with Mad Men, which is another soap opera type of show on [...]

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I have a legal pad and I have determined it is time to put down on paper not things to do, but what Grandma (AKA AmeliaJake)* has done each day. Then I believe I should  put said paper on the front of the refrigerator with a magnet for all to see and feel shamed. Well [...]

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The Peanut Butter Cafe & Roadhouse has strange things sitting about. I started staring at this toothpick holder the other day . . . and he has teeth! I think this fellow is what is known as an Anri figure – but I’m really not sure. I’ve seen him for a good part of my [...]

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