I don't exactly know when it started. It was before I came onto the scene twenty some odd years ago. What I'm talking about is "the Big Yee Haw."
But first, let me digress just a bit:
But first, let me digress just a bit:
When I first married a cute, young, buff farm boy, the farm had two-way radios. It was before the days of cell phones and that's how we communicated with each other. The equipment all had radios in them, and our houses did, too. We shared a band with our neighbors, so we could hear them and they could hear us. We had to initiate a conversation by stating our "call letters." I still remember them: "K O K seven-twenty calling Ted..." This system worked great...if the person you were calling was actually near a radio at the time.
Anyhoo, You can imagine my startlement when I was sitting at home that first year, minding my own business, when all of a sudden someone breaks protocol and just hollers a very loud "YeeeeeeeeeeHaaaaaawwwwwww!" over the radio. (It was my father in law.)
When the hubby came home later, he explained to me that that was meant to express the joy and exuberation one felt knowing that the last of the crops were out of the field. One no longer had to fret over rain forecasts and broken equipment. It was a moment of pure relief.
Well, the two-ways are now long gone, (well, actually, they are probably sitting in a box somewhere, but you get my meaning) so it's not as particularly penetrating, but the big Yee Haw now comes over the cell phone...but it does still come! I just got the call this evening.
I absolutely treasure those words! It means that the hubby will be more relaxed. It means that he will work shorter days. It means that we will spend more time together doing fun things as a family. It means that I could write a list of honey-dos and they might actually be taken seriously. It means that this hot young buck:
Could take this cute young thing:
Out on a REAL DATE!!! Complete with dinner, drinks...the works!
But for that, we will leave these gorgeous beauties at home!
(sorry kids!)
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