Why do I have a Christmas cow? And why is she named Bosphorus?
Well, the first Christmas that Craig and I were married we were listening to that song "Last Christmas" not the WHAM! version, but the Jimmy Eat World version. I'm not sure that matters, except for the fact that we both really love Jimmy Eat World.
Anyways, for those of you who may not know or are too polite to point it out...Craig and I are weird. We're goofy and random and we make up silly songs and dances. We're pretty convinced we had to meet and marry each other because no one else would have been able to handle us.
Anyways, this song came on and Craig started changing the words like he often does. He started singing: "
"Last Christmas I gave you a cow. The very next day, you gave it away. How did you lose that cow?! It weighed over 3,000 pounds!"
I think that's as far as the lyrics ever got, at least it's all we remember. Anyways every year when the normal version came on Craig would start singing the cow version instead.
"Last Christmas I gave you a cow. The very next day, you gave it away. How did you lose that cow?! It weighed over 3,000 pounds!"
I think that's as far as the lyrics ever got, at least it's all we remember. Anyways every year when the normal version came on Craig would start singing the cow version instead.
So a few days before Christmas last year Craig came home and told me he had the best present ever. He handed me a bag and I opened it and there was my cow! I knew right away why he bought it and I thought it was amazing. There was some jumping up and down and exclamations of joy. Since Christmas cows aren't a real thing except for in our quirky household, Craig put a bow on it and we placed it in a spot of honor next to the television. I had just finished a book that took place in old Istanbul so I had the name of the river Bosphorus stuck in my head. I thought it was a cool name so it stuck.
I had totally forgotten about her until I opened the box of Christmas decorations this year. I was so happy when I remembered I had her. It's just one of those silly things that puts a grin on your face. It reminds me of how much I love Craig and how well we understand each other, goofiness and all. So forevermore there will be a Christmas cow in our house. Hopefully the kids will have one too when they grow up. And if we're really lucky, when we're 80 we'll remember how this funny tradition started in the first place. :)
