Ok, ok. I think that perhaps in between my inane ramblings on food, I should explain the cow thing. The very odd, very all consuming cow thing that has me in its hoofie grip.
I love cows...not all cows, black and white cows, and have for a few years now.
It started with a cow in my local shopping centre that I had to have a pic of, then came the cow pj's:
I now own everything from stuffed cows, to cow clothing, cow pens, cow cups, a milk bottle with cows on, and even a fantastic hat that was brought back from Germany, just for me as well as my awsome cow print duvet.
Did I mention that for my 30th birthday, not only did I have a limo...but also cow cupcakes!
So, if you were wondering where my blog got its name, there's part of the explanation. I also love pink and calling it Psychedelic Cow, ment I could have my favourite colours with my creature in all its Bovine Beauty!
So there you go. Now you know how I got my nickname (Moo) and why my blog is totally Bovinated
Taraaa till later