2005-08-07 - 9:20 p.m.
Yesterday we went to a field day in Pelzer. They had Watusi bulls that have really long bull horns. All of them are boys.
They also had Border Collies and sheep. I saw a machine that ground up corn into grits and cornmeal and they had a horse show.
We went with a family that had seven kids. They have one less than us. The dad was very nice. The children were aloof. We're not allowed to be aloof so I tried to talk to them but they ignored me. They didn't smile much at all. Their baby smiled, but that's it. Mom said our personalities should be interesting and interested. If you love people, you will be interested in them. We are lovers.
It made us feel disappointed that those kids had bad attitudes but we had fun anyway. We watched demonstrations and we participated in some things.
Today Dad accidently left the gate open and our llama and some sheep and a goat got out. They got them back in okay.
Today we made creamed corn. Mom bought a bushel and last night we had it on the cob. George had two pieces and loved it so much that he said he ate it down to the bone. Mom laughed and told him it is called a cob.
For supper we had creamed corn, chicken, collard greens (but they weren't fresh), speckled butterbeans, cucumbers and tomatoes, and iced tea. While we were eating, a blueberry pound cake was baking.
During supper George got on stage and made up a song about creamed corn. It sorta went like this:
Creamed corn is 'licious.
After he sang, I got up and sang about Popeye's spinach. Mom said it was like dining in a dinner theatre.
We saw our neighbor mowing her lawn when we were going to the field day. I had sent another email to her:
Dear Mrs. [Neighbor],