Have a good weekend!
That one garnered a guffaw. Thanks. We can never laugh toe often or too hard.
If sheep go “baah” and lambs go “bleat”, what sound does a goat make?
maaaay-may (at least, that’s what it sounds like to me) 😀
That was a *terrible* pun. But it was all their fault anyway.
Scape goats – they’re easy to blame, but so easily forgiven with those cute faces!
Now THOSE are my kinda goat!
I just laughed so hard coffee came out my nose. Happy Friday!!!
Hey Jodi, I thought was hilarous also, i’m glad that i’m glad i’m not the only one who snorts stuff out their nose when they laugh !
That is friggin’ hysterical!
Too funny! Thanks for the chuckle. Enjoy your weekend as well. :0)
Hee hee, I’d love to see what you could do with chickpeas or crabgrass.
You are warped. And that is high praise in my book – a sincere compliment.
Thanks for the giggles.
Ha! Somebody’s been playing around with Photoshop again! Good weekend to you too.
You definitely need to get some. Definitely.
What..no recipe for them?? Happy Weekend!
Where’s the Like button??
As soon as I saw title, I had a feeling…
Although I was expecting something more like balloon animals, scopes deftly bent and tied into little goat shapes.
I have several friends and family members who have THE best sense and appreciation of great humor. Yours is the blog link I pass along most to them. It’s an easy gift. Thank you for adding such fun to our days. : ) Kim
What Kim said !
So now that you have actually SHOWN scapegoats…I suppose you know we all now suffer from scapegoatism…look it up…it’s a real word…lolol
too awesome! Happy Friday!
Goats go Maaaaa….
Ginger is our Scape Goat…. She does it from time to time!
You’re too funny Karen, have a great weekend. That’s so much better than the thought of roasted goat with scapes. Or “A scape (sigh) Birria”…I think that was the name of a spy movie from the sixties with Paul Newman? Er…yeah, something like that. Where they ate goat stew. In Scapeland. With scapes. Yeah.
Now, that’s clever!
UUmmmmm, this will my first summer reading your blog…How should I phrase this?…Are you O.K.??
i don’t even mind that i had to wait all weekend to get back to the computer because I got to see the “scape goats”!!! i will be amused all week just thinking of that cute photo. thanks
ha ha! I thought I had this one figured out. I was sure it was going to be a recipe for goat cheese and scape something-or-other. But then I clicked and… ha ha ha!
Its Monday and no post. Are you ok?
Yes Karen, where are you?
Not complaining about the lack of Monday post but you are so reliable I’m a little worried!
haha. I know! I was like “this is so not Karen!”, and, though we’re all allowed to have ‘not-Karen’ days, it had me worried.
And then I remembered that you have to approve the posts, so the fact that you approved the last three posts which means you’re alive and well somewhere, and hopefully drinking a mojito!
And now it’s TUESDAY and no post.
I guess the best comfort is the fact that you did approve the above posts late on Monday, which means you’re still breathing.
Perhaps that front yard garden is sucking the life out of you.
Looking forward to your return…
Hey Girlie… If this is your way of checking to see if we would notice your absence, We Do ! You’ve become a part of all our lives and we miss you. Hope things are well with you and yours and you just got locked up for the day for some rotten thing you did to a neighbor.
Very worried. Tuesday and no post.
Now Tuesday. Where is Karen?
esp since now it’s Tuesday with no post :-/
hope all is well
now I sign on 2 mornings in a row and no Karen –hope you are ok
OK..It’s Tuesday..now I’m seriously worried!
Your absence can only mean that you are cooking up(literally, or not)something wonderful for your minions, I mean, faithful readers.
I just stumbled upon Garlic Scapes in my dad’s garden. I started to laugh uncontrollably thinking of your scape goats.
Karen, I know there are no comments onn your next post.
I am sorry to read the news.
Like I said to another friend at the time of her break-up, He seemed like a really nice guy. But that doesn’t matter if he is not the RIGHT guy for you.
No other words to say. Feeling your hurt all the way over here… Joanne
No comments huh? Watch what happens to this post when people that love you get a hold of it! Karen. I’m sorry. I don’t even comment often, but you’ve made me laugh so often I couldn’t ignore that last post. I wish I could hug you and cry with you. This SUUUUUCKKKKS! Damn it! I am sending you a Big GIANT MEGA Size HUG. I wish I could send more (a pie, a box of kittens, some tequila) but I don’t know where you live 😉 XOXO
Oh Karen…I’m so so sorry. Wish I could carry a little piece of your load right now to make it lighter for you. You are in my thoughts and prayers.
I read your next post, and although those comments are closed I felt compelled to write. I am so so sorry, there areno words to describe going through this kind of wrending of the soul. Take as much time as you need, we all love you and will be here when you return. Xoxo.
I see I am not the only one who figured out a way to reach out to someone who feels like a kindred spirit, if not an actual dear friend.
I, too, am commenting on your sad news. My heart goes out to you and my only words of comfort are that time heals all. And, yes, I know that it still REALLY sucks right now and I’m sorry.
You may want to consider opening up the comments on that post sometime, though. Before too long, the question, “How are you?” won’t make the tears flow uncontrollably and there will be comfort in the words of those of us who have come to love you. When you’re ready, we’ll be here.
And it is perfectly ok to eat ice cream with your spoon directly from the container. And chocolate. And whatever else the *#$@ you want.
I had shut down my computer and was in the middle of something else and had to come back.
I wanted to thank you for sharing the Fella’s name with us. I can’t describe exactly why that means so much to me, but it does.
Oh, and I clicked on all of your ads, some of them twice. ; )
Ugh. Felt like the air was sucked right out of the room when I read your post.
Telling you that I am sorry for your pain just doesn’t seem enough for all the smiles you’ve brought to my days.
So I too am clicking on all your ads and am going to do all my amazon.com shopping through your website.
It’s the least I can do since I can’t reach through the computer and give you a hug…
Agree with Shelly completely. *click, click, click*
I want to ditto everything Shelly said. Take all the time you need. Your fan-friends won’t be going anywhere and in the meantime, we’ll do what we can on your site to help with the income side of things.
Your faithful reader and fan-friend, Shauna
Life can be a real asshead. (Your word that is my new favourite). Nothing to say to you that will help, but know that there are many of us out here who would do whatever we could for you, to help you through. HUGE virtual hugs Karen.
I am just one of many from your blog community that sends her best to you. Not even sure what that means, just thinking about you and hoping for good thoughts to come to you. I so enjoy reading your words everyday, and want to show my support. If I could I’d take you out to a movie, buy you a big bag of popcorn & a big drink too – provide a distraction. Since that’s not likely to happen, I am donating this amount to you! It’s all good.
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