Woolly Worms and Little Bunny Foo Foo

Did you  know that there are folks who predict the weather by watching woolly worms? These are probably some of the same people who watch for the groundhog on Groundhog’s Day. My grandparent’s knew all about signs associated with the weather but now that they are gone I can’t remember what they were. So yesterday when I saw two woolly worms on my porch step I decided to do a little research.

According to www.woollyworm.com it is believed that if the woolly worm has more brown on its body than black, it will be a fair winter. If the woolly worm has more black than brown, the winter will be harsh.

So if there is a black one and a brown one on my porch steps, what does that mean? One side of my house will have a more severe winter than the other side?

Intrigued by a web site that devotes it’s self to worms, I kept reading and learned that Banner Elk, North Carolina hosts a Woolly Worm Festival, complete with worm races. Now that’s excitement! I can just picture little kids getting excited, jumping up and down and then accidentally stomping the first place race winner.

If you’d like to attend you will have to wait until next year, this years festival is over. 1, 604 worms raced. The winner gets $1,000 and is expected to share with their owner. I may just go get those two worms off my back porch and start training them for next year.

Little Bunny Foo Foo

Abby was here Wednesday and she kept singing a song about a bunny named Foo Foo. I decided to Google it and see if I could get the lyrics because she only remembered six or seven words. It turns out You-Tube has more versions of Bunny Foo Foo than you can shake a stick at, but nanas beware…not all versions are suitable for young children.  I clicked on one and a bunny bops field mice on the head and blood squirted everywhere. After I gasped in horror and closed out of that video, I tried another one and it was worse (I’ll spare you the details). It turns out that Bunny Foo Foo is a mean old rabbit that scoops up field mice and bops them on the head. This good fairy gives him three chances to straighten up, but Foo Foo declines and keeps killing mice. Finally the fairy turns Foo Foo into a goon. Hare today-Goon tomorrow (gag me with a spoon) is the moral to the story. What a plot.

Anyway, if you are curious by now and have never experienced the delights of this adorable (?) children’s classic, the G version is here.

If you want the gross version with blood squirting (shame on you) you will have to look it up yourself.

Warning: Listening to Bunny Foo Foo more than five times in one day can be hazardous to your health. After I found the G version Abby made me play it over and over and over. I went to sleep dreaming of Bunny Foo Foo in my head and woke up with it still ingrained in my brain the next day! It’s driving me crazy!