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Monday, February 20, 2012

More Home on the Range...

So, it has been a little over a month since we have moved.  Our wallets are empty and our spirits are high.  Somehow, we have managed to procure 13 goats for our flock.  1 LaMancha named Jazzy who is due to kid out anyday now.  2 Nubians: Cinnamon and SweetPea.  2 Alpines; Twilight and Maisy, 1 Cashmere; Harry Christmas. 1 Boer; Tank. 6 Nigerian Dwarf; Columbine, Squeaks, Cassie, Herbie, Avalanche and Willoughby.  My Sweetie has been dutifully slaving away at building fences to keep everybody in.  When I say slaving, I mean slaving.  It has been snowing, freezing, windy bitterness out there.  His hands are cracked and calloused.  His lips are chapped and his cheeks are windburned.  I didn't get roses or a card for Valentine's day.  But, I do have a man that is willing to withstand all of that to make me a fence. It is really easy to go buy some plastic crap and slap a name on it.  It is a whole other thing to get your ass kicked by the elements and make something to support someone else's hobby.  So, I am not the least bit upset that I didn't get any traditional crap. I know he wasn't out there building and freezing because he wanted to, he was out there suffering because he loves me.

Then there's Annen.  Now this kid has no excuse to not cough up some Valentiney splendor for his mama.  I helped him pick out cards and sign them.  I told him how to spell every word in his love letter to his girlfriend. I helped him make special cards for his former preschool teachers, his dad, his grandparents and for Eagan.  Mama got nothing...he didn't even mention the idea of me getting a malformed and over glued construction paper heart.   He's 5, so I let it slide.  I take him to preschool story time at the library on Tuesday mornings.  This Tuesday happened to be V-day.  They read some stories, make a craft and have a snack.  It is super fun when I am not having to chase Eagan.  The craft on V-day was nothing other than making 'A Very Special Valentine For A Very Special Person!'  I was all full of fantasy thinking to myself, 'Awww Yeah...Mama's going to get an awesome Valentine.'  Here is what really happened: Annen got a cupcake, Eagan freaked out until he got a sucker, I got a late fine, and John Wayne got the Very Special Valentine...

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