Pink pink pink pink. Pink blog.

My blog is pink now. In case you hadn't noticed.

 

Here is my favorite song, Pink Moon, to celebrate it. Yay. Please note I did not spell it "yeah," "yea" or "ya." Heavens, people's Facebook updates irritate me.

And speaking of my signature color, Miss Doxie made a blush and bashful picture of Edsel, because apparently he is gettin' all the ladies this week:

Edsbeau
Look how she has captured the underbite. Dying. (And, of course, his propensity for slipping on a tutu.)

And speaking of friends I have made through this blog, yesterday Faithful Reader Lilly told me her husband Chris had hatched several baby geese ("not literally," she told me) and did I want to come over and meet them, seeing as she lives nearby. "I promise we won't kill you," she said.

"Here is the thing," I said. "I don't CARE if you kill me, as long as I get to see the baby geese first."

So off I went, and have I mentioned that my death will eventually be at the hands of my love of animals, somehow? Swerving to not hit a bunny, climbing into the leopard's cage to kiss his head, going to a complete stranger's house to hold a baby goose. Whatever.

You guys. I stayed like three and a half hours. I was the blog guest who would not leave.

They had a whole FARM, and it was BEAUTIFUL, and they were SO COOL, and had TWO DOGGIES who greeted me when I got there!

Blackdog

I not easy to photograf cause I all blak. I know you gots foto skillz in first place.

Yellerdog When you leevin', anyway? You comin' over to kiss ma head agin?

Harse Hay-y-y-y-y-y! You suppo-o-o-sed to just meet geeses and goo-o-o-! Kwit harsin' around! Hrrrrr!

Jiveturkey You go-o-o-obblin' dinner here, too?

I so go-o-obbled dinner there, too. HOW RUDE AM I? I stayed to dinner! I petted barn kitties! I stayed for strawberry pie! I'm surprised I didn't ask if there was a guest bedroom where I could bunk down and maybe could one of the horses get in bed with me. I was having such a good time, though! Me and a barn full of animals? Come ON.

And despite their 405820505 animals, even the two dogs and one housecat? I walked into their house and I was all, "Wow, everything's so neat and tidy. How do you do it with all your pets?"

"I vaccuum," said my hostess.

"Hunh, vacuum," I said, making a mental note.

And oh! Was the food delish! Oh, I ate, I talked, I petted. A good time was had by me. They had to be up in seventeen minutes to get back to the farm, but HEY! Did I mention my good time?

Oh, and finally, here are the baby geetzes. I did hold them and their little webby feets, and I do not know why I didn't think to ask beleaguered Chris or Lilly to photograph me doing so, but I was too busy being enamored, I think.

Babygeetzes peep! peeppeeppeeppeep peep!

Sigh Honest God. WHEN you and flippy hair leavin'?

 

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Author: June

At one point, I was sort of hot, in a "she's 27 and probably a 7" kind of a way. Now I'm old and have to develop a charming personality. Guess how that's going.

144 thoughts on “Pink pink pink pink. Pink blog.”

  1. 1. to Original Joan: I would do the same thing (make my daughter quit that job). So sorry that happened to her. I have an 18 year old that I will send off to the Convent/a.k.a college campus this summer, and a 27 year old daughter who breaks my heart over and over..she’s like June. Must climb every cliff and jungle just to “see what’s on the other side.” GOOD LORD – can’t these people be content to have a cubical job?? Then relatives wouldn’t have to worry … OK, to give her a little break, I have to reveal that she’s an anthropology major and is now a Geography grad student, but when she called me last week to ask for the name of the city I was born in … I got suspicious and refused to tell her. Ha..she needed to get a passport. I gave in and told her, after she started guessing every city in California, but darn..I bet she’s now sitting somewhere in Mexico on Spring Break, texting on her blackberry or whatever and not paying attention, where I am afraid someone will try to chop off her head (sorry people who love Mexico, I know it’s beautiful with lovely friendly people, but I am afraid of the scary crime).
    2. to June: love the drawing of Edsel, I would frame that one! And my father has a cranky pregnant DONKEY…bet he’d be willing to wrap up the baby and mail it to you once it pops out. When the mama donkey was just a few months pregnant, she got very angry at the goats that were scampering around her, and snatched up a baby goat from his/her playgroup with her teeth and went galloping down the pasture with it, then she THREW it to the side. The goat baby lived…but who in their right mind is going to want to PET the baby donkey when it’s born? I need to send that donkey momma down to Mexico to guard my AWOL daughter.
    p.s. you can get your own incubator and order duck and chicken eggs by mail. My father does that all the time. June!!, you can raise fuzzy babies in your house, and cuddle webby feet and get nuzzled by itty bitty duck bills. Then you put a baby pool out on the lawn and teach them to swim. You can have chickens and ducks in the city limits, but not roosters…

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  2. L, you remind me of that poem “The trouble with a kitten is that Eventually it becomes a cat” (not that there’s anything wrong with cats). But cute fuzzy geesebabies and chicks, not so cute gooses and chickens.
    And Lerha, love me some Hank Azaria. Didn’t he have that accent in America’s Sweethearts?

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  3. Foal-A-Palooza at Lilly’s next February? I’ll bring the chips and dip.

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  4. June raising ducks. Francis diet now consists of ducks since he tired of the rabbit. I’m thinking this might not be a good idea. Then again, maybe some change could be saved not buying the canned.

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  5. Texas Kari - Edsel on the iphone - still dying over that! My old dog would have been on my iphone ordering from catalogs just to get the mail carrier to come to the house - so in love she was with the mail carrier! says:

    When we were little, somehow my sister took possession of an itty bitty black chick. She named it Cheepie. She loved Cheepie! When Cheepie got too big and bothersome and noisy, we all piled in the car in the middle of the night and took down it the road to a shack of a house raising gorgeous, pristine, white chickens. Figured Cheepie would be happy there and my sister could still keep her eye on it.
    Fast forward to the next spring: new black and white chicks – everywhere!! Turns our Cheepie was a rooster! I bet they are still wondering how in the world that black chick arrived.

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  6. Texas Kari - Edsel on the iphone - still dying over that! My old dog would have been on my iphone ordering from catalogs just to get the mail carrier to come to the house - so in love she was with the mail carrier! says:

    When we were little, somehow my sister took possession of an itty bitty black chick. She named it Cheepie. She loved Cheepie! When Cheepie got too big and bothersome and noisy, we all piled in the car in the middle of the night and took down it the road to a shack of a house raising gorgeous, pristine, white chickens. Figured Cheepie would be happy there and my sister could still keep her eye on it.
    Fast forward to the next spring: new black and white chicks – everywhere!! Turns our Cheepie was a rooster! I bet they are still wondering how in the world that black chick arrived.

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  7. Texas Kari - Edsel on the iphone - still dying over that! My old dog would have been on my iphone ordering from catalogs just to get the mail carrier to come to the house - so in love she was with the mail carrier! says:

    When we were little, somehow my sister took possession of an itty bitty black chick. She named it Cheepie. She loved Cheepie! When Cheepie got too big and bothersome and noisy, we all piled in the car in the middle of the night and took down it the road to a shack of a house raising gorgeous, pristine, white chickens. Figured Cheepie would be happy there and my sister could still keep her eye on it.
    Fast forward to the next spring: new black and white chicks – everywhere!! Turns our Cheepie was a rooster! I bet they are still wondering how in the world that black chick arrived.

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  8. We just hatched chickens at my school (No, I am not 11 years old, I work there). I just want to sit and watch them and pet them and not get any work done. They are so cute. Some are brown, some yellow, and some are stripey. I would love to have a farm… Glad you had a good day.

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  9. I did not know Miss Doxie is back!
    I love to kiss harses harses harses on the nose, Love that horsey smell!
    Maybe they would let you have a weekly play date with your new farmtastic friends??
    A farmhand with a heart, a new job opportunity for June.

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  10. ohhh Linda, I forgot to suggest GEESE babies too. And then I forgot that cute geese fuzzballs become a turbo fulled flock (Hecatonchires) that come at you and rip out your eyeballs. So thank you for the reminder. June..please just raise the babies, then sell them in little pink gift sacks (you can build a Lemonade Stand kinda thing outside of your front gate) to wealthy hipsters that will start their own organic egg farms.
    To Laurie (hey that’s my name too!): You are so right. June… this might go terribly wrong unless you can wean Francis off Duck, and over to canned GOOSE.

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  11. Hulk (Don't all you animal rights goofs frown upon people buying chicks and ducklings and bunnies and such?) says:

    CHARLIE BROWN’S SISTER SALLY!!
    THAT’S who you are…

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  12. Yes, Hulk, we do. We are having the good fun here. And it’s not like June would be using them for playoff hockey pucks (or cat food) or anything.

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  13. And by the way? You know how Fran keeps tiring of this nine million dollar cat food? And I keep having to get different odd flavors? Now he is eating deer and green peas. I am not making this up.
    Sent from my iPhone

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  14. I, too, adore the pinkalicious look to your blog! It’s gorgeous!
    And ya know what else? I would totally buy a t-shirt or coffee mug with that drawing of Edsel on it. Totally would. Yep.

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  15. I, too, adore the pinkalicious look to your blog! It’s gorgeous!
    And ya know what else? I would totally buy a t-shirt or coffee mug with that drawing of Edsel on it. Totally would. Yep.

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  16. I, too, adore the pinkalicious look to your blog! It’s gorgeous!
    And ya know what else? I would totally buy a t-shirt or coffee mug with that drawing of Edsel on it. Totally would. Yep.

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  17. I just clicked on the “Your Hostess” button and I am cracking up that this was going to be a healthy eating blog.
    I need to (re)read the Bye Bye Buy blog because my finances are in the shithole.

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  18. I would have spent all my time kissing the horse’s nose. And feeding it horse cookies, which I always keep in my pockets.
    Mmm, horse nose kisses. Their noses are so soft!

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  19. Deer and green peas? Seriously? Well, hell! With all the roadkill deer around here, you can make your own or pay one of the venison-grinder people outside the city limits to do it for you. Really, I bet you could find ground-up deer somewhere around here.

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  20. Hulk, you are so right! With her naturally curly hair! Wait, that’s another girl.
    Is Sally in love with Linus? Yes. She sits out in the pumpkin patch with him. I dunno, June, you’re more independent than that! 🙂

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  21. June Gardens – I am so happy that you got to visit the animal farm and that you got a pink blog with a beautiful pink header and that you like Pink Moon. I’m wishing you nothing but good pink things in your life from now on! 🙂 Nancy

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  22. june. so late here. missed yesterday’s post yesterday. but read it today. laughed hard enough to get the hiccups. how DOES that happen? love love the pink. but of course you know that from the hello kitty issue.
    me and my hiccups have 1 week and 2 hours to final divorce court date. are you going to be glad when i stop counting that ding dang date down?

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  23. HERMEY, Anita

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