Holy (Quarter) Cow!

Over the weekend we made a quick trip to pick up our quarter of a cow. Sara’s cousins raise a couple of cows every year for butchering. They feed them, etc. until they are ready, and then they end up on the block. This year we got in on the action and purchased a quarter of one of the cows.

We weren’t exactly sure what we were doing. We really don’t eat that much meat and we are certainly no experts on what the different cuts of steak, types of preparation, etc. are. So luckily we had Lisa (Sara’s cousin) there to sort of help guide us a little bit. I’m sure it takes some time until you figure out exactly what you want, and how much you can eat.

If you’re wondering how much beef a quarter of a cow comes out to, ours had a “hanging weight” of 203 lbs. We got a whopping 77 lbs. of ground beef (although it turned into only 55 lbs. because we ordered it lean). When you see it all piled up together, it is quite an impressive sight. I get the meat sweats just thinking about it. Even after trying to clean out our chest freezer and throwing some stuff away, the meat just barely fits. It is absolutely full up to the top (well, to be fair, we do have some other stuff in there besides just beef).

I don’t think we’ll be able to finish all that in a year. I doubt there has ever been a year where I have eaten that much beef. 55 lbs. of hamburger alone seems pretty daunting. That’s more than a pound of hamburger a week! On the other hand, since we have it already, we will probably be eating a lot more beef than we would have otherwise. So if you come to stay at our house, expect to be eating some beef!

In other news, Evie and I have started a parent / child soccer class. So far Evie really loves it. For her age group, they don’t actually play soccer games or anything. It’s more like fun stuff in a soccer context, like kicking bubbles and warming up with races and games of red light / green light. It’s a 12 week class, so hopefully she won’t get bored before the end.

Completely by coincidence, Evie’s jersey is #4. Read into that what you will. I think it means she is destined for soccer greatness, and then ultimately to break my heart.

Pronuciation Guide

Evie has a certain way of saying things. Some of this is just kid stuff, like saying “w” instead of “L”, as in “I wove you mommy!” Some of it seems to be more based on her personally, not generic kid pronunciation. This isn’t so crazy; we all pronounce things a little differently, whether we have an accent or not. But I would expect that we would be able to trace the way she says things to the way Sara or I pronounce things. That doesn’t always seem to be the case. (Although this isn’t so crazy either, since it has been well documented that I say “both” as if it had a “w” and an “l” in it (bowlth) even though I have no idea where this came from, since I don’t know anybody who says it that way).

So in Evie-speak, any “oo” sound becomes “ew”, such as “smewch” or the way the ghost lights say “bew”. The exception to this rule is when the “oo” is followed by a “th”, which turns into a “v” and the “oo” gets extended. For example, after I shave, my face is “smooove” and Evie and mommy like to drink “smooovies”. The strangest one is that “yeah” becomes “yay-yah” – like Dave Chappelle doing a Lil’ John impression.

In a completely unrelated note, I mentioned that Evie has this thing where she re-writes her memories of events to suit herself, by asking Sara if she did something, when she knows very well Sara did *not* do that thing. The usual example is me putting on Evie’s socks and shoes to get ready to go, even though she wants Sara to do it. So after she cries and fights me, but I finally get them on, she runs tearfully to Sara and says, “Mommy, did you put on my socks and shoes?” and Sara says, “Yes.” As soon as this happens, Evie stops crying and is just as happy as if she had gotten her way in the first place and Sara really had put on her shoes.

So the other day, it was time to put Evie’s shoes and socks on, and Evie informed us that she would like “Daddy to trick [her]” by putting on her socks and shoes, after which mommy would say she did it. We went about the whole charade, complete with fake crying on her part. And after I got her shoes and socks on, she went to Sara (who had stood right there watching the whole thing) and said, “Mommy, did you put my socks and shoes on?” and after Sara said “Yes,” Evie had a big smile on her face. 

Sometimes I wonder who is tricking who.

The next day she took it a step further. This time, I wasn’t even there. She wanted Sara to put her shoes and socks on and then tell her that I was in fact there, and I had tricked her by putting her shoes and socks on and then had Sara tell Evie that it was really Sara who put her shoes on. Except, it really was Sara that put her shoes on! So it was like a secret agent double cross type situation, where she wanted Sara to lie about lying to her and it looped all around again…look, even I can barely keep up with it at this point!

[Stuff] my dad says

Did you ever know someone who just says funny things? Just a quote generating machine? Well, thanks to the Internet, you don’t have to enjoy this person all by your lonesome anymore. Take 29 year old Justin, who lives with his 73 year old curmudgeon father. He just takes the things his dad says on a daily basis and throws them up on a twitter account, and just like that he got a T.V. deal.

*Warning* The *ahem* [stuff] his dad says can be a bit profane and/or vulgar. His dad doesn’t have much of a filter on his mouth, which is part of what makes this so funny! I edited the ones below.

So here is a random sampling. Click on the link above to read pages and pages of this stuff. It is hilarious and addicting.

  • “Son, no one gives a [crap] about all the things your cell phone does. You didn’t invent it, you just bought it. Anybody can do that.”
  • “The baby will talk when he talks, relax. It ain’t like he knows the cure for cancer and he just ain’t spitting it out.”
  • “Here’s a strawberry, sorry for farting near you…Hey! Either take the strawberry and stop [complaining], or no strawberry, that’s the deal.”
  • “The worst thing you can be is a liar….Okay fine, yes, the worst thing you can be is a Nazi, but THEN, number two is liar. Nazi 1, Liar 2”
  • “Your mother rented this film, What Happens In Vegas. I thought it was going to be non-fiction, but it’s fiction, and it’s about some idiot.”
  • “Don’t touch the bacon, it’s not done yet. You let me handle the bacon, and i’ll let you handle…what ever it is you do. I guess nothing.”

Quote Roundup

“Daddy, will you help me get Pooh ready for his bath?”
“Can’t you do it by yourself?”
“No, I’m the mommy, I just lay on the couch.”

Me: “Uncle Nathan’s birthday isn’t for a long time.”
Evie: “But what month is it in?”
Me: “April.”
Evie: “April? I’ve never heard of such a thing!”

“Evie, put that book back on the shelf, we’ll go find a different one.”
“I shan’t!”
If it’s not daresay, it’s shan’t with this one.

“Doctor Evie, mommy doesn’t feel very well. Maybe you should give her a smooch.”
::Evie runs over and gives her a kiss and comes back::
::whispering conspiratorially:: “Mommy kissed the doctor!”

::Feeling my cheeks:: “Scratchy.”
::Feeling under my eyes:: “Smooth.”
::Feeling the top of my head:: “Smooth!”

Christmas, coming to a cube near you!

Now that Thanksgiving is past, I don’t feel bad about putting up some Christmas stuff (It is the 1st of December after all). Now, if you work a desk job like me, your cube (or what have you…I don’t actually sit in a cube) can always use a little sprucing up. The problem is, the second you start plugging things in, the safety people are all over you. But if you work at a computer, you have a convenient source of power just sitting there. As always, we turn to the leader in USB powered devices, ThinkGeek, for all our festive desk decorations.

First up, a USB-powered Fiber optic christmas tree.

ThinkGeek always goes above and beyond. In this case, they not only provide us with a nice product, but even a festive song to go with it:

O USB! O USB! A wonder of technology;
O USB! O USB! A wonder of technology;
Our favorite toys are plug and play,
Just stick it in and we’re on our way.
O USB! O USB! A wonder of technology!

If you’d rather go with something a little more low key, more traditional, you can just stick with the USB-powered Christmas Lights: