Kilts and Vegetables
There is a smallish town near here just the other side of Clearwater where there just happens to be a concentration of Scottish people. Annually, they hold a Highland Games competition. Sis and I were looking for something to do over the weekend, so I went to the local things to do website and started down the list art festival fun, parade fun, parade of homes fun, Highland Games ecstasy! I told Sis that it was the only thing listed wed have to go there.
After dropping off Chickie for training at her new job we headed for kilt heaven. I was already drooling nearly swooning. I was going to see men in kilts! LOTS OF MEN IN KILTS!!!!!!
We arrived and parked. I bounded out of the car nearly before it stopped. Sis was dragging her feet. How COULD she be so slow? Doesnt she care about my happiness at all? I WANT TO SEE MEN IN KILTS!!!!
We finally made it through the parking area TO the actual festival site. The first sites we encountered were booths offering Scottish wares. We began browsing through thistle bedecked china, CDs of Bagpipe and Celtic music, bagpipes, shortbread, scarves and kilts! Woo-hoo! If they were selling kilts there must be MEN IN KILTS somewhere close by. I was all a-tingle with anticipation.
We began looking past the vendor booths for the next thing, when I spotted it. There was a large open area over to the right. I could see strange looking objects lofting up into the air. There were grunts and yells and a smattering of applause coming from that area. With the singleness of purpose of a bee on a pollen run, I headed for that open area.
I pushed through the smallish sort of crowd that was beginning to gather and found pay dirt!!! There were men in kilts! Oh, but it gets better. Not just men in kilts, but men in kilts who were also engaged in rather demanding physical activity! Muscles were bulging all OVER the place! OH YES! I settled in to watch. Over to the right a bit was the hammer throw where they were seeing just how far they could throw a long handled hammer weighing more than 20 pounds. Theyd swing it over an over their heads in big sweeping circles until, with just the right timing, theyd let it fly and then measure the distance to where it landed. And the hay bale toss .using a pitchfork they had to toss a large bale of hay up and over a bar which was continuously raised. A shot-put sort of stone throw (remember the scene in Braveheart??) which involved much spinning and throwing was to the right, and a couple of other miscellaneous throwing activities were scattered here and there. I was in heaven sweaty, muscles bulging, kilted man heaven!
It was like a smorgasbord. There were short and tall thick and thin. There were a few covered with tattoos and piercings ( the kilted bad boys always my favorites!) I didnt know what to watch next! After a while, in danger of plaid overload, we wandered off to find some food goodness me, I could have haggis and chips! Yes. Well. Ahem. I settled for a BBQ pork sandwich topped off with a HUGE funnel cake for dessert, and settled down to watch the dance competition while munching happily away. The dancers were kids of all ages and they were wonderful! So cute in their native style outfits and so talented in their execution of some rather intricate dance steps! It was a lot of fun to watch.
Right after that was a parade of pipe and drum bands more men in kilts! Scotland the Brave! Lots of fun as well. But the sight of all those kilts pulled me back over to the competition arena where the caber toss was just getting under way. My favorite! Men in kilts tossing telephone poles end over end! We watched for a while. Just as I was about to swoon with kilt and muscle overload it was time to leave and go pick up Chickie!
My darling girl. How had she fared on day one of her job? Not just day one but a LONG day one! She came out the door looking tired but laughing. Shes so cute in that awful ugly seafoam puke green vest and navy bow-tie! I asked her how her day was and then laughed and laughed as she told me. She was learning how to work the register, you see. So she was grumbling about having to learn all the codes. What codes? The codes for all the different vegetables, of course. Hang on isnt there a list of the codes for each veggie right there on the register? Well, yes. THATs when I started laughing, because I figured out the REAL problem immediately. The REAL problem is that she has NO FRICKING IDEA what any of those fruits and vegetables are! LMAO. She is not a big fruit & veggie eater avoids them like the plague in fact. Confronted with an eggplant, she asked her trainer if that was a large squash. I can only imagine the look of horrified amusement that generated. And to top it all off one of her customers was a DAMN VEGETARIAN who had purchased EVERY STINKING fruit and veggie in the store! Oh my god I nearly peed my pants laughing so hard. I promised to try and help her anyone know where I can get a set of veggie flash cards?
Oh I have been substitute teaching all week .and boy do I have story fodder there! Tune in later ..
GREAT ENTRY !….LOL Women’s Day Magazine use to publish a fruits & veggies chart for those who might be confused…LOL AND SENDING WARM THOUGHTS, AND BEST EASTER WISHES FOR YOU and YOUR FAMILY !
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LMAO at poor chickie!! Many of the kids at the local store have the same problem. Men in kilts!! WOW sounds like a great day out. ~hugs~
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you wouldn’t happen to have a thing for men in kilts, would you? LOL~ veggie flash cards? now there’s a $$ making idea! :)my two youngest once tried to offer me simple tips on how to decipher fruits from veggies. i’m pretty clear on it all but it is easy to get some confused, like the tomato. acidy like a fruit, but isn’t it a vegie? i’ll catch son when he wakes up and ask him of the rule agai
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MEN IN KILTS WITH TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS????? Why do you keep these sentences out in the open where I can innocently stumble across them and subsequently have my ENTIRE THOUGHT PROCESS FOR AN ENTIRE DAY COMPLETELY OFF-TRACK???? I really do want to thank you for my current distractibility . . .
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Lol– SOMEbody has a kilt fetish. Glad you had fun. It seems to me that scottish men in kilts have an obsession with throwing things, but hey, if that’s how they get their kicks….. lol. As for chickie’s vegetable dilemma, if you get online you could probably search for pics of veggies, and glue them to notecards, and write the name on the back. *shakes head* too funny!
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Kilted bad boys! *swoon* Who can even comment on veggies at a time like this…~:P ArtImp, nsi
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Ah, men in kilts! And thank the gods there be for them. Saw a pipe band today at the opening of the National Bank of Scotland on our way out tonight. There’s a gathering in two weeks when Sis is here. I hope she doesn’t pass out with all that plaid. Would you send me that pic you have? I’ll send you the one I just got, ok?
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All right. I’m staying tuned. And laughing over Miss C not recognizing the dreaded veggies. Heh. AND, as an added bonus–I’m offering two–count ’em: 2 entries a day over Easter weekend. With a smile…
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Great entry! I’ll never forget my visit to Toronto when I stumbled across a pipe band. Sheer heaven (no tattoos or piercings that I could see, though, but it was over 20 yrs ago).I’ve just moved from Boston to Citrus County, so I’m not too far from you….
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LMAO! Oh my god, you’re priceless! Mmmmm … men with muscles in kilts, & exercising yet. Excuse me while I wipe the drool from my chin. Now you’ve got me all hot & bothered. LOL! Can’t blame you for laughing at Chickie. It’s almost too much to beleive. (But I can picture it.) *snorking wildly* *with a big smile & hugs*
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RYN @ the Watcher’s: I only said I wanted it to be warmer. I didn’t say anything about over zero. With a frozen grin…Guess Who
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LOL! Women love men in kilts, and men are mesmerized by women in schoolgirl garb. There’s just something about a plaid skirt!
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ryn — The book is Break It Dowm, and some of the stories are quite horrifying in a low-key, internal sort of way. I will be saying more in a future entry…
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chuckles and from the beginning of this entry I kept thinking were they tossing the poles…tossing the poles…and eventually at the end of the entry you talked of it….you know only men in kilts would toss poles….did you see what was under them????….no not the pole silly!! and that was hilarious….flash cards…. good site isn’t it i suggested it because this one seems to be going un
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this entry was classic!!! a bee on a pollen run!! thats too funny~ awwwwwwww i used to work at a grocery store!! tell chickie that it will come to her..but only with time!! the first code she will EVER learn will be bananna…4011….and she will remember it forever!!! i PROMISE! lol one more tip..there are 2 different types of broccoli!! do NOT type in the wrong code on that one!
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Evil ladies will pursue!!!! hehehe happy easter friend. i see youre keepin it real! =) ps. tell her to “borrow” the sheet one night! lol thats what i had to do!
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It’s Easter. I have Pillsbury cinnamon rolls baking and I’m sucking down my coffee with French Vanilla creamer. Yum. First story entry of the day is up (and it’s a two-parter all by itself). With a smile…
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oh dang i frogot it was already. Phil my friend is in it, he wears a kilt too! I’ll find his email addy and then you can chat to him and make sure to see his throws… btw, where the heck is thephone call from your son? 🙂
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609 avacados. used to be the code anyway, and when i see that on the clock i think avacados. *grin* doesn’t know her veggies, why that’s so tn! 🙂 *grin*
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Ah men in skirts, does nothing for me, but each to their own… Did you find out if they were traditional kilt wearers?
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Oh, I’m going into Kilt envy here. Next time I want to come along. Did you remember the camera? Kilts, I want to see men in Kilts. 🙂
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You can’t believe how shocked I was that R’s mum extended the invitation. With a glazed look…
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OD is in a mood this morning. Good thing I posted today’s entry last night. Just checking to see if I can leave notes here in FOD–can’t do that this morning, either, over in the FeeOD. With a sigh…T the U
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OMG…that e-card was hysterical!! I made half my office come over to my computer to look at it. Thank you so much! ~:)
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wow. . .
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I looked for veggie flash cards online, but nothing regarding the veggies themselves came up in the search. The cards that had veggies were geared toward counting and math. Maybe you two could hang out in the produce section and you could quiz her. Doesn’t THAT sound like fun? 🙂 Men in kilts throwing large objects — heaven!!!
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men in kilts… hmmm…. K and L’s dad is Scottish, there’s a wedding photo in their living room… I won’t invite you over! Maybe you’d better stick to US flashcards or she’d get REALLY confused with aubergenes and courgettes!
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