Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Married to Javier Bardem

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. 

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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4 comments:

  1. Oh- that was lucky!!! Wish I could have a dream like that!!!!

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  2. two questions: what is a calfster? where was Penelope Cruz?

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    1. Calfster: my word for a calf that is really not a baby anymore.
      Penelope: nowhere in sight.

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  3. Nice dream! Why do I always dream I'm looking for a "suitable" toilet???

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