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By: Jennine Johnson » Blog Archive » Hay Day

Jennine Johnson » Blog Archive » Hay Day — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 00:35:46 +0000

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By: Jeff

Jeff — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 19:49:44 +0000

It’s very strange. I wasn’t notified of any of your new posts since your story about us. Maybe the reader realized there just are no better stories than that ;b

By: Jennine

Jennine — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 16:47:55 +0000

Jeff- I have no clue about the google reader issue. Nothing has changed from this end. And isn’t that cow adorable? Though Kevin just informed me that it’s a steer and not a heifer. Suddenly my desire to milk it has vanished.

By: Jeff

Jeff — Thu, 10 Jul 2008 21:42:35 +0000

Ah, your comment on my previous post about the little Holstein makes so much more sense now that I’ve finally made it back here. I have no idea what your posts haven’t been showing up in my Google Reader. Did anything change on this end?

By: Jennine

Jennine — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 23:30:29 +0000

Bill- No shit! LOL

Lois- I think if more kids had to literally work for their food there would be alot less time to get in trouble. I can be nostalgic about farming because I’ve only had a hobby farm at best. It sounds like you had a good dose of the real thing! I don’t blame you for not liking gardening. My kids are going to say the same thing when they grow up.

Kiki- We spent the day at Tyler’s house having a water balloon fight and BBQ’ing. There were baby cows, yearlings, bulls and of course, the milkers. It was like being in a Godiva store! Unfortunately when I stuffed the calf under my shirt as we were leaving, Darren noticed the bulge, tipped me upside down and shook me until the calf fell out and then forced me into the van while I screamed “Not without my Buttercup!! Not without my Buttercup!!”

It was altogether embarrassing.

But I’m not giving up. I’m asking God to give Darren an intense craving for homemade ice cream.

By: Kiki

Kiki — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 22:37:10 +0000

Now, did I hear someone mention fresh cream, butter, and cheese? You see, I was just taking a nap, and I’m pretty sure I heard someone say fresh cream for the coffee, fresh butter for the Amish scones, and fresh cheese made from an Italian cousin I have that is still making it to this day, and I could get the recipe for you.

Do not misunderstand me, I would never DREAM of thinking that living only 8 miles away from a dairy cow would benefit me in any way, shape, or form. I mean, I can’t envision sitting down for a cup of coffee at a nice tablecloth, air conditioning, and fresh baked scones with home-made lemon butter on china. No, I can’t envision that at all.

Darren needs to go and sit at Tyler’s kitchen table and have his mama stir him up a fresh cup of coffee with cream, coupled with perhaps a butter biscuit, and THEN say “NO Molly for you!!!”

PSST, call me when the cream is on the table. :-)

By: Lois

Lois — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 20:26:08 +0000

What a good looking, nice looking young man, that Tyler!!!! The picture reminds me of me, when I was young. I spent every summer until I was l6, on my grandparent’s farm, and I worked my butt off, too. That’s what I was there for—to help with chores. I milked cows, gathered eggs, weeded the huge garden (to this day, I hate gardening!) cleaned the troughs in the barn, behind the cows, and even drove the teams of horses at threshing time. Sure brings back memories–seeing that darling calf!!!

By: Bill

Bill — Fri, 04 Jul 2008 23:19:25 +0000

Tell Kevin to remember to leave his shoes outside!!!