It is so good to be on vacation. Sleep til 10, blog in the middle of the afternoon :) It is so quiet here I think I could sleep all day.
Does anyone want me to adopt this precious boy and bring him home for you? He is a super sweet terrier mix and is going to be kinda small. He is about 5 months old, his name is Hugo, but I am calling him O'Neill in honor of the town. He is super sweet and very adaptable. He was at the Craft Fair at the Armory and just loved ALL the people. BBD already said no, so I guess I can't keep him. Besides, Kona is enough work!
Does anyone want me to adopt this precious boy and bring him home for you? He is a super sweet terrier mix and is going to be kinda small. He is about 5 months old, his name is Hugo, but I am calling him O'Neill in honor of the town. He is super sweet and very adaptable. He was at the Craft Fair at the Armory and just loved ALL the people. BBD already said no, so I guess I can't keep him. Besides, Kona is enough work!
Here is what I have been eating in this foreign country....err I mean in Nebraska:
Sloppy Joe's
Corn Chips
Cinnamon rolls
Walking Tacos. So what is a Walking Taco you ask!? It's a small bag of corn chips dolloped with a spicy (well by NE standards anyway!) taco meat blend, shredded iceburg and cheese! Shove a fork in the mess and you are good to go! We have Fish Tacos, they have Walking Tacos.
The highlight (seriously!) of this trip so far has been riding in the tractor with my nephew and inside the combine with his boss, Roger. It was really cool! I had ridden on a tractor in Illinois when we visited Ethel, but not like this! It has air conditioning and a radio. By the way, I so wanted nice crisp Fall weather, with brightly colored leaves skittering across the pavement. What did I get? Sunny and 70F. I think it was colder at home! My nephew works on a farm that harvests Popcorn! I learned all about the hybrids of popcorn and that there is no genetically modified popcorn. Did you know ONE EAR of popcorn makes ONE microwavable bag!? We must have harvested thousands of bags on my one little ride. We collected 45K pounds while I rode. The combine scoops down the rows of corn and sort of mows down the corn and an auger separates it from the stalk. Then somehow (you can't see it) it gets taken off the cob and ends up in the back part. Then it gets transferred to the "wagon" that the tractor is pulling. That goes back to the silo, but they call them bins. Here are some pictures:
Tonight: Good ole fashioned Trick or Treating with the neighbor kids :)
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