Friday, December 31, 2010

You know you're home in Nebraska when...

1. There are (brave, fat) pheasants that have discovered the bowl of cat food outside of your garage. They aren't bothered when you come outside and just continue eating, then, maybe, mosey into the garage to escape the wind.


2. You return home one night to find three dead pheasants on your back porch (a gift from your neighbor). Your dad cooks them for dinner that same night. (If we no longer see the pheasants eating the cat food we're going to know...)


3. It snows. Sideways.

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