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The Nose Knows

26 Sep

Any regular reader of Cute Overload (And yes, I’ll admit it, I’m one of them. I mean, how’s a girl supposed to get through a day without the occassional Corgi-in-a-swing?) knows that the most delightful part of any animal is its nose, and that chickens are awesome.  And so, without further ado, I present you with the noses and beaks (and some sheep in spandex, because, I mean, how could you not take a picture of sheep in spandex?) of the Columbia County Fair.

Like A Lamb

2 Jan

2009 crept in while I slept.

Hudson River Sunset

For the first time since my age was in single digits, I slept through the transition from old to new year.  And though I would have liked to watch the tail-end of 2008 slink away into the shadows of history, I’m okay with my decision to get some sleep.  It bodes well for the new year. Maybe this one will contain more serenity (and naps) than the last.

For, like many, I am not displeased to have 2008 behind me.  In reality, it was a pretty good year for me.  I got promoted, and we bought the house, we went to Italy, my second nephew was born, I mastered pie crust, went to the county fair, was party to the world’s best dinner party story ever and had a successful surgery that will hopefully keep me hale and healthy for many years to come. These are good things.

But I also worked my tail off in 2008, as did Isaac, and while good things hopefully lie ahead for both of us, we could both use a calm 2009.  So, a toast!  May your 2009 be healthy and happy, full of friends, family and delicious food.  May your house retain its value, may your bank accounts stay in the black and may your new year be as full of naps as your heart desires!

But back to 2008 for one minute.  The thing that I have spent the most time thinking about during my break away from the blog has been recipes.  Turns out that, after careful consideration, the writing of recipes is the thing that keeps me from posting more frequently.  You see, I’m not a very organized or disciplined person when it comes to cooking.

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Animal Farm

5 Sep

Would you please check out these pigs?

The happiest pig in all the world.

Totally zonked, ridiculously cute

Totally zonked, ridiculously cute

I hope now you can understand why I’ve had such a hard time crafting a post this week. Every time I sit down to write, I open WordPress in one tab, and then Flickr in another, and then all I can do is surf through all these animal pictures from our trip to the County Fair last weekend.

Who knew chickens could give you the stink eye?

Looks like he should be cast in rubber.

So, I’ve given up on trying to find something witty or interesting or thoughtful to say and given into the cute.

I love this pigeon. She looks like some sort of exiled Russian princess to me.

I love this pigeon. She looks like an exiled Russian princess.

Who knew pigeons had so much character and gravitas?

Who knew pigeons had so much character and gravitas?

Given all the rancor flying around in the U.S. at the moment, the hurricanes and market swoons, I think we could all use to take a few moments to sit back and smile.

This goat desperately wanted to come home with me. Isaac said no.

This goat desperately wanted to come home with me. Isaac said no.

The sheep were not amused by this hay-stealing goat, but I was.

The sheep were not amused by this hay-stealing goat, but I was.

This is the county fair I attended and showed at when I was young. One year I won a blue ribbon for a bunch of radishes, and I always did well at the horse show. Another year while I was hanging out at my 4-H leader’s cow barn, I got to help birth a calf.

Goats can give the stink eye, too. Every time I would turn to look at this guy, he would stop chewing his cud and give me the stink eye.

Goats can give the stink eye, too. Every time I would turn to look at this guy, he'd stop chewing his cud and stare.

Her neck looks impossibly long.

Her neck looks impossibly long.

Very little has changed. The food is a little more diverse, which is nice. Apparently Columbia County is now aware that tacos are incredibly delicious. The rides also look a little more rickety and all the fair-goers look a little shorter.

He won a blue ribbon for fuzziness.

He won a blue ribbon for fuzziness.

Massive rabbit disapproval.

Massive rabbit disapproval.

But, the faces on the 4-Hers, which is, really, what the fair is all about, are still shiny, happy and full of the enthusiasm gleaned from a year’s preparation, hard work and love.

Despite their sheepishness, they still managed a smile for the camera.

Despite their sheepishness, they still managed a smile for the camera.

Sheep in T-shirts are funny.

Sheep in T-shirts are funny.

There was just one somber moment to our trip when I spotted that same 4-H leader’s spot in the cow barn and went over to say hi, only to find out that she had recently passed away. It’s been a long time since I cried at the county fair.

This cow had some crazy tongue action going on.

This cow had some crazy tongue action going on.

See?

See?

But a few minutes in the sheep shed helped sort me out. I think sheep may be the new goats, especially Oxford sheep. I’m in love.

I feel head-over-heels for this sheep.

I fell head-over-heels for this sheep.

I desperately wanted to take him home with me. Isaac said no.

I desperately wanted to take him home with me. Isaac said no.

I hope you enjoy this recipe-free detour. In all honesty, I’m still learning about my new kitchen; about it’s quirks and what I need to have on hand for cooking on the fly. So, even though our two dinners last weekend were delicious, I think I’m going to hold off on sharing them.

That piece of straw was there for the long haul.

That piece of straw was there for the long haul.

Thanks for coming! See you next year!

Thanks for coming! See you next year!

Happy weekend everybody. May it be full of fun, friends, family and fleece!

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