Dairy Daze...and Now Beyond

A list of reasons why the county sheriff might pay a visit to an Ozark dairy farm: (Guess correctly and I’ll send you a free cow skull) A. The cows got out and a neighbor complained. B. A domestic dispute. (Not unknown in our neighborhood.) C. Your house is on fire. (He did come to the neighbor’s house when it went up in smoke.) D. He needs some backhoe work and a load of chat on his place. E. It’s an election year and he wants to put up signs along the road on our place. F. B & C G. D & E Give up? Ding, ding, ding…it’s letter G. (Cow skulls are too heavy to mail anyway; you’ll have to come get our own. haha) Now husband has another potential customer for his new business and the whole county-well those who drive down our road-knows who we will vote for in the upcoming election for sheriff. Our property goes for about ¾ mile along the road so he was able to get a couple of signs up.

Back in March the sheriff came by for a visit because he wanted permission to put up signs on our property along the highway. This past Tuesday he was re-elected by a pretty wide margin, I believe. So today he came by and dropped off a thank you note for our support and sign space before he collected his signs. Hubby said no one else had done such before. On Ellen: She is getting more and more articulate and it is interesting how her language skills are developing; how she pronounces certain words and makes up words to suit her. She likes to end words in -er. She refers to the bales of hay as "hay-er" She refers to babies as "bay-er." She can't quite get her tongue wrapped around "grandma" either so she calls her "G-er," it sounds like she's saying "jeer." One of the ladies at church gave her a furry pink purse for Halloween and she loves to carry it around, she won't let us put anything in it, she prefers it to be e...