I’ve never really known. Not that it matters right now, of course. Drunken sailors have nothing to do with this post. Goats, however, make an appearance at one point, and they’re about equally as likely to butt heads with each other.
But first: A trip to the salon grocery store.
Camille wanted to put purple streaks in her hair for her upcoming birthday party, which is awesome. Her parents were totally on board with the idea, which is also awesome. Maybe even awesomer.
But before heading to the salon to undergo the actual coloring process, she had to head over to the grocery store to buy the hair color for the stylist.
Now maybe that’s not unusual where you come from, and I don’t mean to diss it because it’s just a different way of playing the same game, but where I come from the hospital doesn’t make you bring your own bedding, bandages, and medicine, and the salon doesn’t make you bring your own hair dye.
But there we were at Stock (the local grocery store) combing the shelves for just the right shade of purple hair dye to take with us to the shop.
And then we got to the shop…
…and it was not like shops I have known.
And you know what? That is A-OK. And Camille’s hair turned out super cute. And I got to watch the whole thing from my perch on the living room couch, right at the heart of all the action.
Another thing you don’t often run into back home in good ol’ Waukesha, WI are Porch Goats. You know, like– the kind that wander around the yard? And then find their way onto your porch? And then lick bugs and bird poop off the bricks on your house while you’re busy fixing your car?
Like I said: Porch Goats.
They like to hang out around Porch Ken while he fixes Porch Car. Though sometimes he gets it wrong and ends up trying to take Porch Bidet out for a drive.
But most of the time he gets it right so the car drives just fine. (The bidet not so much.)
Somewhat akin to Porch Goats are Yard Horses. They’ve only wandered across the grounds once since I’ve been here, and they didn’t stick around long once the dog poked his head outside to let them know whose house this is, but they did stay around long enough for me to snap a few picks.
All along the water tower
Caroline kept the view
While all the horses came and went.
Barefoot gringas, too…
In conclusion: ALL THE CHEESE AT THEIR GROCERY STORE IS WHITE!!
Or ecru, linen, mother-of-pearl…
Sure is good, though. ;)