I have a feeling I’m gonna need to ask for forgiveness at the end of this post. But don’t give up on me yet… just keep reading 🙂
It’s been a few days since I’ve shared anything about life here on the farm. And I’m trying to narrow down all the thoughts and directions this post could take.
It’s been a flurry of activity, mixed with cold and wind, just like outside today. A lot can happen in ten days around here.
Heck. A lot can happen in ONE day!
Since my last post, Valentine’s Day came and went. We had a special delivery at our house and this time the flowers weren’t for me.
See, usually it’s a toss-up between which daughter Dan can coerce to run to the nearest flower shop to pick up a beautiful bouquet for me. It’s become a bit of a family joke, and one I look forward to hearing about each year after the delivery.
However, this year proved to be a little different.
A bouquet of twelve RED roses arrived without a daughter’s assistance! In fact, it turned out to be FOR one of our daughters… and for the single one, too!
Hmmmm…. now, what do you think ol’ dad thought about that?!?
When I got home from work and saw those beautiful roses, I had a big smile on my face! And Dan… Well, he just shook his head.
First, he had to break the news that they weren’t for me, which I imagine had him feeling a little guilty.
So, assuming they were for Kayla, our youngest daughter, I asked who were the roses FROM then?
“Cody”, he answered, “her…. ‘friend‘.”
Hmm… I could just imagine how the thoughts had rolled through his head when those roses had arrived…
- Roses?
- RED roses?!?!?
- AND a box of chocolates!!!
- AND A TEDDY BEAR?!?!?
- WHO IS THIS GUY?????????
- CODY????????
- CODY WHO?!?!?!
Kayla’s voice rose up when she said over and over… “Dad!!! We’re just friends!!!” to which dad replied, “Well, I can’t remember the last time I got RED roses from a ‘FRIEND!'”
Ha ha. I just laughed and shook my head, all the while smiling. And I imagine Kayla had turned just a shade redder than those roses!
She had escaped to work that day and later left for a trip with one of her best buddies.
While she was gone that weekend, I enjoyed the treat of fresh flowers in the house, even if they weren’t mine!
When she got home later that weekend, we all teased her pretty good. Dan wanted to know a little more about this “friend” and Kayla got the message that maybe it was time we meet this “friend” of hers.
A few days went by and we were talking during chores about the upcoming rodeo in Waterloo. Usually we all get to go, alternating chores with the girls so that some of us go on Friday night, and some go on Saturday.
Kayla nonchalantly mentioned that Cody would be coming over Friday night. She tried not to smile while she looked at the ground.
We looked at each other and all busted out laughing!
Ohhhh, Kayla. She was trying so hard not to smile but her face just couldn’t contain it!
She laughed too and looked at us all and said “Stop. Just stop. We’re just friends!” And we just laughed some more!
Dan and Chelsey tried winning tickets on the radio over and over that week for the rodeo, but with no luck. One morning, they heard the winner’s name come over the radio… “KEVIN FROM FAYETTE!”
Later that morning, our neighbor Kevin called to tell Dan the news. Last year we won tickets so we figured it was his turn.
The week went on, and Thursday night Kevin stopped over at Chelsey’s. He offered them the tickets to the rodeo, which she happily accepted.
However, by morning she had decided that meeting Kayla’s new “friend” would be more fun than the rodeo, so she passed them on to Cozie and Chase, who took Reed with them that night.
After chores, I worked on frying catfish while the girls helped me get the homemade garlic fries made. The brownies were fresh out of the oven and the sweet corn went in.
You would have thought that Chelsey had a new suitor arriving, as much as she checked out the window for Kayla’s new “friend” to drive in!
The dogs barking sent Chelsey to the window once more as she announced in an excited voice that Cody was finally here!
To be continued…
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