Every issue of Sports Illustrated has a brief quote titled Sign of the
Apocalypse, a humorous but true sports news item that makes you wonder--have
we gone too far? In that spirit, I present another installment of Sign of the
Farmpocalypse, because I just can't make this stuff up.
A farmer in Oregon is dead after being EATEN by his hogs.
We experienced firsthand this summer how normally friendly, docile animals can still literally bite the hands that feed them. Fortunately, these are rare occurrences.
Monday, October 15, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
The Subway Tour of Dayton
Last Christmas (note that it is currently October) I impulse-purchased a Groupon gift for my in-laws, the very people who don't even crack open their Entertainment Book.
Yes, last year I bought my class-reunion-in-the-nursing-home going in-laws a Groupon for a Segway tour of Dayton. After we recovered from the county fair this year, they finally called to book their tour and were actually looking forward to riding Segways.
So they drove all the way to downtown Dayton and avoided being mugged or murdered, just in time to get stood up by the guy who was supposed to give them the tour.
Fortunately, Dayton Segway Tours made good on the Groupon AND provided two more tickets, so Husband and I got to go with them. The kids stayed behind but Morgan did manage to tell everyone at school that we were going on a subway tour.
Yes, last year I bought my class-reunion-in-the-nursing-home going in-laws a Groupon for a Segway tour of Dayton. After we recovered from the county fair this year, they finally called to book their tour and were actually looking forward to riding Segways.
So they drove all the way to downtown Dayton and avoided being mugged or murdered, just in time to get stood up by the guy who was supposed to give them the tour.
Fortunately, Dayton Segway Tours made good on the Groupon AND provided two more tickets, so Husband and I got to go with them. The kids stayed behind but Morgan did manage to tell everyone at school that we were going on a subway tour.
Did I mention that it started raining when we were a very long and bumpy sidewalk away from our car? This did not phase our affable, camo-wearing, pony-tailed guide. But it does help explain, I hope, this damp, not-smiling-because-GOD-Husband-can't-operate-any-digital-device photo of me at the conclusion of our ride.
So here are my in-laws, looking every bit the Fidelity retirement commercial. They ended up enjoying it so much (rain and all) that I am already thinking about their next Groupon gift.
How about moonlight ziplining?
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Snapshots on the Farm
My son and I recently updated the farm website, www.bonavistafarm.com. He snapped this photo of our Hereford boar named Test of Time. If you're in the market for some boar sem3n, let me know. Husband will be happy to sell you a little plastic bottle of swimmers.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Grade A Craft Hoarders
Earlier this week I shared a moment with my 11-year-old son that I had been waiting YEARS for. A moment that brought joy to my heart and I know will leave my own mother bursting with pride.
He said, my teacher wants us to bring in egg cartons. Ah, ha! I just happen to have a shopping bag full of egg cartons. Craft hoarding FOR THE WIN!!
I'm so proud to be picking up where my mother left off. She ALWAYS had things on hand. Things for making a scarecrow, things for making a Halloween costume, things for every school project conceived. Do you need fabric circles, yarn, paint, glitter, ribbon, baby food containers (my baby is 6), then I am the woman for you.
I'm always amazed when people say they need to go out and buy supplies for a project. Don't you already have a closet haphazardly stuffed with craft items? Oh, not everyone has that?
So I'll keep saving the last few unused plates from the birthday party, pulling out the box of ribbon, sticking egg cartons in my pantry. And before I ever think about heading to Hobby Lobby, I'll stop at Mom's.
He said, my teacher wants us to bring in egg cartons. Ah, ha! I just happen to have a shopping bag full of egg cartons. Craft hoarding FOR THE WIN!!
I'm so proud to be picking up where my mother left off. She ALWAYS had things on hand. Things for making a scarecrow, things for making a Halloween costume, things for every school project conceived. Do you need fabric circles, yarn, paint, glitter, ribbon, baby food containers (my baby is 6), then I am the woman for you.
I'm always amazed when people say they need to go out and buy supplies for a project. Don't you already have a closet haphazardly stuffed with craft items? Oh, not everyone has that?
So I'll keep saving the last few unused plates from the birthday party, pulling out the box of ribbon, sticking egg cartons in my pantry. And before I ever think about heading to Hobby Lobby, I'll stop at Mom's.
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