On the way to town in the morning, we pick up Scott's brother Bruce and before we drive out of the yard they notice a calfster is in the wrong pen. So out they go to put it right.
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It was 29-below at 8:30 a.m.
I watched from the cab of the half-ton.
Tucked deep into my parka was I.
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Dream:
I was married to
Javier Bardem.
OMG.
Hugging and
kissing Javier Bardem was heaven.
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Oh- that was lucky!!! Wish I could have a dream like that!!!!
ReplyDeletetwo questions: what is a calfster? where was Penelope Cruz?
ReplyDeleteCalfster: my word for a calf that is really not a baby anymore.
DeletePenelope: nowhere in sight.
Nice dream! Why do I always dream I'm looking for a "suitable" toilet???
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