I finally made it to the ?cowbell? blog!
Hello everyone,
I have no "technical difficulty" excuses, I just hadn't gotten on the computer at home to officially join the newly re-named (isn't that right?) Cowbell blog. I have thoroughly enjoyed the posts, especially all the terrific pictures. I must admit, however, that Allyson is not the only one who lives under a rock--I have no idea what the heck the "cowbell" thing is. Yes, I saw the picture posted in the command post of Jenny and Cindy in Italy with a cowbell between them on the ledge of some ancient wall, but did I have a clue as to the significance of the cowbell? Nope--I was reduced to my usual response when I have no idea what's going on--just smile and nod...or was that roll my eyes and nod? : )
I figure now that the blogger spot is named after the cowbell, I have a moral obligation to be informed, regardless of the fact that the whole story likely goes against all my sensibilities (especially if it involves anything to do with some guy named Will Ferrell--like I said, I live under a rock...or more accurately, in a pink bubble). So, I welcome anyone's efforts to fill me in, please!
On a different note...and please, as hard as it is, please refrain from the ganja remarks, Allyson...on a different note...Doug, I do miss you in clinic on Wednesdays. I find myself drinking yerba mate alone at my cubicle desk instead of its rightful, prominent place of honor with you in the command post! Makes me sad. Sounds like you might have needed some this past week while you were on service to keep up the energy til 9 p.m. every night. Have you found any good purveyors of this fine tea near Asheville? If not, I did find a website that had a nice offer for a whole "kit" with the gourd and straw and all. Just say the word and I can look again to see if I can find it...maybe we should post a link to it from the blog! What do you say, Maria?
P.S. That's a fabulous picture of Lucy in the red dress with the flower! She's awesome! Love. Her. : )
And yes, you are not the only one who has been J-E-A-L-O-U-S of the rodenti in Italia. I decided sometime last week that at some point in my life, I do need to go take up residence in Europe for an extended period. Don't know when that will happen, but perhaps as a part of my impending doctoral studies in applied linguistics and health care or something. Yes, you read that right. Penn State University is coming out with a new track in their PhD program in linguistics for Fall 2007. No promises I will be out of all of your hair(s?) by then, but the temptation may be too great to resist! We shall see how the application process goes--the deadline is February 1st for Fall 2007...no worries...I'll still be able to blog from PA if necessary! Thank God we live in the Information Age!
Enough for now.
Priscilla
I have no "technical difficulty" excuses, I just hadn't gotten on the computer at home to officially join the newly re-named (isn't that right?) Cowbell blog. I have thoroughly enjoyed the posts, especially all the terrific pictures. I must admit, however, that Allyson is not the only one who lives under a rock--I have no idea what the heck the "cowbell" thing is. Yes, I saw the picture posted in the command post of Jenny and Cindy in Italy with a cowbell between them on the ledge of some ancient wall, but did I have a clue as to the significance of the cowbell? Nope--I was reduced to my usual response when I have no idea what's going on--just smile and nod...or was that roll my eyes and nod? : )
I figure now that the blogger spot is named after the cowbell, I have a moral obligation to be informed, regardless of the fact that the whole story likely goes against all my sensibilities (especially if it involves anything to do with some guy named Will Ferrell--like I said, I live under a rock...or more accurately, in a pink bubble). So, I welcome anyone's efforts to fill me in, please!
On a different note...and please, as hard as it is, please refrain from the ganja remarks, Allyson...on a different note...Doug, I do miss you in clinic on Wednesdays. I find myself drinking yerba mate alone at my cubicle desk instead of its rightful, prominent place of honor with you in the command post! Makes me sad. Sounds like you might have needed some this past week while you were on service to keep up the energy til 9 p.m. every night. Have you found any good purveyors of this fine tea near Asheville? If not, I did find a website that had a nice offer for a whole "kit" with the gourd and straw and all. Just say the word and I can look again to see if I can find it...maybe we should post a link to it from the blog! What do you say, Maria?
P.S. That's a fabulous picture of Lucy in the red dress with the flower! She's awesome! Love. Her. : )
And yes, you are not the only one who has been J-E-A-L-O-U-S of the rodenti in Italia. I decided sometime last week that at some point in my life, I do need to go take up residence in Europe for an extended period. Don't know when that will happen, but perhaps as a part of my impending doctoral studies in applied linguistics and health care or something. Yes, you read that right. Penn State University is coming out with a new track in their PhD program in linguistics for Fall 2007. No promises I will be out of all of your hair(s?) by then, but the temptation may be too great to resist! We shall see how the application process goes--the deadline is February 1st for Fall 2007...no worries...I'll still be able to blog from PA if necessary! Thank God we live in the Information Age!
Enough for now.
Priscilla
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