Belated Post

First I must give a shout out to my brother who had a birthday yesterday.

Who would have guessed that the way to two little girls' hearts is to take them fishing, let them terrorize you, and call them "Turbo."*

*Results are only guaranteed if you are Alaina and Kayla's "Uncle Scott."

Happy Birthday, remember that on this day all the offenses you've committed over the years are forgiven. But since, your birthday was yesterday, all bets are off.

And now for my random thought of the day, because I can't quite figure out what to type about yesterday's teacher curriculum meeting yet.

Everyone, meet my Dad. . .AKA Farmer Dave/Disco Dave, Preach, or Papa.

Hi Papa!

Dad has a small cattle farm, where, last I knew, he had about 40 -60 head of cattle. Having cows, means that our main source or protein in life was beef.

And I do love beef.

Yesterday, I was pondering the eating habits of my family and suddenly had a panicky thought. . .
"WHAT IF ONE OF MY KIDS BECOMES A VEGETARIAN?"

Now for most people, this thought would not instigate panic. But for the daughter of Farmer Dave, who grew up knowing that nothing tastes better than Sunday roast with potatoes?

I got a little queasy. Sure I can cook vegetarian meals, I do it often for friends who have opted for a "greener" lifestyle. By a meat-less life is not a life for me.

So girls, when you hit your teenage years and start to rebel against everything that I love, including red meat, just know this . . . . .

The day you stop eating red meat is the day you start cooking ALL the family meals.

P.S. - Notice I don't mention pork or chicken? Frankly I could live without either of those as long as I could keep beef and have Turkey on thanksgiving.