Butter or OIl

Whoever said, "A little bit of knowledge is a dangerous thing," was right. I have enough mechanical savvy to be dangerous.

While out for a drive, I heard some pinging and dinging under the hood. 'Not a good sign,' I thought. When I pulled into the driveway, I popped the hood, propped it up with that thing-a-ma-jig arm thing, and proceeded to take a look-see. Since, I was out of motor oil, I decided to go in the house and melt butter in a large skillet over medium-high heat to replace the oil. Bad idea.

For a long time it smelled like burnt steel on toast around here.

Join Jenny and the gang for Saturday Centus. This week's prompt is in italics.

Wine Signs

"W" is for wine signs.

A friend of mine emailed me The Miracle of Wine this morning, probably because I enjoy a glass of fermented Merlot grapes now and then, as well as ingenious, witty wording on signs. I hope you enjoy these clever, humorous signs as much as I do.

 

A toast to  Jenny  in celebration of women all over the world, and Alphabet Thursday. 



Yippee! Wowsers!

Finally, I was able to get the "Follower" icons back on my home page. Thanks, Nick from Along These Lines for all your help. You're the best. As it turns out, it was a Java script problem that I was able to resolve in the wee hours of the morning.

How tacky; I just realized I'm following my own blog. Not sure how that happened. I probably fat-fingered some button on my computer. I'm kinda afraid to delete myself as a follower for fear I'll wipe out all my hard work.

Well here goes, delete time.

Almost There

Horse Pucky is almost back to normal (software wise). Almost all recent pictures are back, but I can't figure out how to get Google Followers (Friend Connect) pictures back. Anyone have any ideas?

Good Grief!

Something is seriously wrong with my horse pucky blog. I'll keep you posted. My pictures disappeard, my followers disappeared, what a mess! All I gotta say is horse pucky!!

~The Horse Pucky Queen

Alphabet Thursday - "V"

V is for vegetables.

Nothing fancy here, just plain, fresh, hand picked vegetables from the garden. I don't even have a recipe for you because I love to eat my veggies right out of the ground, or off the vine, or from a stalk. You can keep your dips, dunks, and frizzles, I like my produce au natural.

There are some favorite dishes I enjoy such as fresh asparagus sauteed with mushrooms, vegetarian chili with home grown tomatoes, and pizza with fresh garden veggies on top.

It's that time of year when I'm really looking forward to fresh produce from our local farmers at their roadside stands, as well as my own produce grown in large ceramic pots on the back patio. Fresh is best especially when it's fertilized with cured horse pucky.

Time to vacate the premises and see what's going on at Jenny's place.

Bon Appetit!

Alphabet Thursday - "U"

U is for underwear.

Have you ever noticed how many different kinds of underwear there are?

Men's undergarments are fairly simple, just like them. The guys usually wear briefs or undershorts. Briefs are usually plain white with some occasional solid colors thrown in for interest. The male undershorts tend to be a bit more sophisticated, consisting of madras plaid, or pin stripes or even polka dots. Most guys either wear a white undershirt or no undershirt at all.

Women's, unmentionables are much more interesting, especially to men. The bottoms come in various cuts such as high rise, french bikini, low rise, no rise, and thongs. They also come in all sorts of colors such as soft pink, hot pink, bright pink, and neon pink...and that's just one color. Of course, there are tops to match.

As a female, I consider myself lucky to be able to have such a wide variety of underwear choices, as long as it's comfy. Those thong things would never work for me.

Mosey on over to Jenny's  and take a peak at other interesting "U" posts.

Fruit Loops



F is for fruit loops. They were a tasty breakfast treat when my children were in elementary school. After breakfast, in the summertime, all the neighborhood kids made necklaces out of the colorful fruit loops then strung their fruit loop necklaces on tree brances for the birds to eat.



Your job as horse pucky readers is to choose the real fruit loops in these images. The first person to respond gets a gift bag of Horsie Delights for your indoor plants. Send me your address so I can mail your gift.


E is for Escargot




Escargot is one of my favorite foods. If it's on the restaurant menu I order it every time. Most people think snails are gross and disgusting. If it crawls on the ground, they won't eat or even look at it.

Dave Barry, Pulitzer Prize winning humorist says, "Escargot is French for fat, crawling, bag of phlegm." It's France's way of tricking us Americans into eating what they find on their lawns and then charge us for it.

 

Seriously, when snails are repacked in their shells with parsley, rich butter, and garlic then baked or grilled it's simply fantastic. Don't forget your favorite Merlot and some hot crusty bread.

I love Dave Barry's books. Enjoy his brilliant humor along with a plate of snails, bread and wine. Happy reading and bon appetite.


D is for Daffodil

 

 

I love daffodils or narcissus or whatever you call those early  bloomers. It's the first sign of Spring in these parts. The only problem is, it's been so cold, those clumps of predominately yellow with white flowers have decided to continue in hibernation mode. 

 

What I think I'll do is download a picture of the daffodils in my garden from last year, so you know I, at least, have a garden. After you look at the picture, take a peak at the little ditty I've composed you below.

  

Spring has sprung,

My, aren't we lucky.

 

Your blooms do best,

when you use pucky.

 

The Horse Pucky Queen

Alphabet Thursday - "T"




"T" is for Toilet

There are loads of choices for the letter "T". First I was going to
use the word TULIPS, but I already downloaded a picture of tulips for an Easter post. Then I went through my photos and discovered this shot. I couldn't resist.

It's not pretty, but it's real. Besides, what else do you expect from a blog with a name like Horse Pucky?!

Bottoms up for Bear.

The big question is, why do cats drink out of the toilet? If anyone can come up with an answer to the question, let me know.

Trek on over to Jenny's for more "T" surprises. 

C is for Crayons

C  C C C Crayons

I love crayons. Really. It brings out the little kid in me. Crayons are uplifting, bright, and make me want to go on occasional, therapeutic coloring sprees.

This is my simple post today along with my uncomplicated, unsophisticated work of art. It's no multi million dollar Picasso, but at least you know what it is.

Before anybody says it...I'll be sure not to give up my day job.

Buffalo Bills and the Taxpayer Blues

B is for the Buffalo Bills

For the past 50 years, the NY state government has used our tax dollars for social programs such a helping the poor and disabled. The Cuomo administration is now using our hard earned money for themselves. (Which, of course, they've always done, but the following is a little more blatant).

They now have a 12 seat luxury box at Ralph Wilson Stadium as part of a $130 million deal to keep the struggling Bills in New York state for at least another seven years. I was hoping we could pawn them off to some far region in Canada. "Them" meaning both our NY state politicians and the Buffalo Bills.

Once again, us plain, ordinary, everyday taxpayers get the royal boot up the butt in the form of more taxes. The only thing I can do to get even is to apply for the job of quarterback.

The Bills are looking for a new QB since they fired Fitzpatrick. I'd be a much better team player because I'm focused, cool under pressure, I've got a great throwing arm from lifting 75# hay bales every day, I can run fast, and I can get real mean when I think about where my tax dollars are going.

I figure if I get hurt the first game I'll never have to play again because my multi-million dollar contract will protect me for at least two years...until the state takes all my money.

Art Cuts

A is for Art.

Kudos to the people who privately support the arts. Supporting culture was in the hands of the government for a while until Uncle Sam got the brilliant idea to spend taxpayer dollars on things that blow people up.

Now art support is primarily accomplished through private donations. The money is used to pay the painters whose impressions and expressions are difficult to interpret unless you stand on your head or squint real hard.

Don't get me wrong, I love the fine arts. I also like different types of paintings. I'm still trying to figure out a Picasso print someone gave me. Pablo's print looks like a bad dream caused by eating too much chorizo pizza with poblano chilis, and cheap wine.

Maybe I'll just take off my glasses and stand on my head.