mooo

One of my kids has a tendency to run REALLY high fevers when he's sick, so the last few days we've been skating around the 104F mark and dealing with night coughs that kept everyone up most of the night three nights running.  I am VERY tired. 

We've also had a bit of snow--only a dusting compared to folk like desperance  , but enough to keep my car from getting up the track to the house, so I've parked it down by the main road.  Steve went down to start it for me today and found religious literature stuck under the windscreen wiper.   Hmm.  I'm gonna....not take that personally.

Our landlord has gone off on holiday for a week and asked Steve to water his cows while he's gone.  There are only a handful of cows, but the tap in the barn is frozen solid so we've got this big grain bin in their enclosure and we have to pour buckets over the wall of our porch down into this thing.  Landlord said 'oh, about four buckets should do it.'  Yeah?  He's been away one day and so far they've drunk 36 buckets, all hauled by me because I refused to participate in Steve's cunning plan to fill the buckets in the bathtub and pass them out through the bedroom window.  I have a feeling I'm going to get emotionally involved with these cows.  I'm already calling them 'girls' and making kissy noises at them.  

We're expecting proper snow here tomorrow.  I have the kids home sick anyway so I'm kind of looking forward to it.  Got lots of stuff for baking.  Got a latch for office door.  Should be fun.  Yeah, that's it: I'm calling it fun so it will be.

Stay toasty, everyone :-)