Dairy Daze...and Now Beyond

A couple more sayings for you: "His shirt-tail doesn't hit his butt, 'til he finds someone to tell his tale to." This one has to do with a gossip. Obviously this dates from way back since nowadays when someone gets juicy news all they have to do is whip out their cell phone, ticky-tack a few buttons and have all their contacts informed. "Its a poor dog who can't find his way back home." This one hubby quoted at me today after I told him what had happened. We had a couple of dudes fly out here to conduct some business with hubby. They landed in Springfield at about 11:30 AM and then had to fly back out at about 5PM. They were through talking at about 2:35 PM. Hubby left. At 3:00 PM, one of them knocks on the door: "Hi, um...I am having trouble getting my GPS to give me directions back to the airport. When I enter the airport address it just gives me this weird message." "Ah," I say. "Yes, the terminal out there is new, I do...

Here's another saying to add to my list. Whenever Ellen is throwing one of her down-in-the-floor-kicking-and-screaming fits, hubby says; "She's really taking the rag off the bush." OK You tell me what that's supposed to mean. I guess it's just an old Ozarks saying that made sense a hundred years ago.

This is a collation of various posts I have made including different sayings that hubby has told me. I was going to make it a little better, but I got tired of messing with it. I am going to post it over to the side under Amusing Posts from the Past and update it from there as hubby thinks of more. Colorful Sayings * He's going to fly high and light low. (To be said of someone who's on a spending spree-he's flying high with his money now, but he'll light low eventually when it's gone.) * He's got the wrong sow by the ear. (To have made a mistake, as in: we got a call yesterday from someone who was wanting to know why hubby hadn't shown up with his skid-loader to help her out...well, she had called the wrong number.) * He's got to lick that calf over. (To have done a poor job at something and have to do it over again.) Then there are the "poor" sayings. Here in the Ozarks to be "poor" also means to be thin, or skinny. Th...

Well, folks, I don't know about a video of my singing performance. I wouldn't even know how to post it. But I think we will do "Silent Night" and I will do one verse in Spanish. Gotta work that college degree into my life somehow...hahahahaha Today as we were coming home from visiting hubby's granddad we went by the renter's place. The son was out front with his girlfriend's arm draped around his neck; smoking no doubt. Hubby's comment: "Well, she's driving her ducks to a poor market, isn't she?" Signifying that she's made a bad choice as far as boyfriends are concerned. I think I am going to collate all these sayings into one post and put it as a sticky over on the right. That way I can just add to it as hubby, or anyone else, gives me new ones. Oh, I keep meaning to email my sis in law about this but I forget. Ellen loves to "read" that book; "My First 100 Words in Spanish" you sent her. I think it...

You probably thought when you read the title that I was going to blog about Ellen playing with her food. Actually, at this point, she isn't too bad about doing such. She either pokes it in her mouth or leaves it alone. Or, she chucks her plate on the floor when she's through, if we aren't quick enough to take it when she announces; "Done!" No. I took the above photo during a trip down to Silver Dollar City near Branson, Missouri. The theme was some kind of salute to farmers or agriculture. In one building we found this; a man in a refrigerated box carving a cow and a farmer from butter. While we were standing there watching this, two thoughts came to my mind; "it must be so cold in there that the dude's hands must get stiff," and "what a sign of decadence; only in America would we play with our food like this." Hubby also had a couple of thoughts; "there must be a metal superstructure under all that butter or the cows spindly legs ...

In my previous post I promised a word or two about my niece's boyfriend. Really it has nothing to do with the journey much, just a passing thing, however I cannot resist the urge to illustrate the fact that it's a very bad idea to offend a blogger, however insignificant the blog. The word, especially written, is much mightier than the sword. Anyway, back to the boyfriend. I will call him K for Kook. ( hahaha ) He is really a very nice guy, they have only been going out a few months and her parents (my brother and sis in law) really like him. He comes into the house, makes himself to home, talks with them, plays games with them and otherwise makes himself a part of the family. He's 19, has his own car, holds down a good, steady job and, last but certainly not least, treats my niece with respect. They get along great. She likes visiting his family as well, by the way. That said. There was one point when K came in the front door while I was in the kitchen, and I hear...

Hubby has a talent for coming up with these as he thinks of them...usually in regards to a certain subject. 1) He's going to fly high and light low. ( To be said of someone who's on a spending spree-he's flying high with his money now, but he'll light low eventually when it's gone. ) 2) He's got the wrong sow by the ear. ( To have made a mistake, as in: we got a call yesterday from someone who was wanting to know why hubby hadn't shown up with his skid-loader to help her out...well, she had called the wrong number.) 3) He's got to lick that calf over. ( To have done a poor job at something and have to do it over again .) Then there are the "poor" sayings. Here in the Ozarks to be "poor" also means to be thin, or skinny. That's what most of these are referring to. 4)Poor as a snake. 5) Poor as owl poop. 6) So poor you could do your washing on his ribs. 7) So poor you could hang your hat on his hip bone. 8) He looks like the ta...