Funny thing is that the evening beforehand I was having a great time mocking the commercials about some sort of cosmetic surgery to reconstruct your chin/neck to reveal a more youthful image to the world. The point of the ad was that the sagging neck was unsightly, ugly, made you less than perfect and life was hardly worthwhile if you could fix it all with a new, younger neckline. I mocked the ad so much that Char started giving me stern looks that it was quite enough, Mom.
Anyway, I never intended to be so moved as to remedy my own “sagging neckline” with my wooly neckwarmer this a.m., but the souvenir photo my friend sent along to me this evening had me in giggles. I realized I was effectively combatting the cold while simultaneously “improving” my look!
I hope you can laugh along with me. In the end, I just think a nun’s habit would do the trick as well.
But let’s talk about Patricia. She is my beautiful mixed Nubian yearling doe. She & her stall mates, Lucia & Marcia, love attention. Of late, the goats have to stay inside because I need to do some fence repair on their pasture. Waiting for a break in the weather, and after hearing this weekend’s forecast, it will be a few more days.
Patricia somehow managed to leap out of the window of their stall in the afternoon after I’d locked things up in the barn. Or so I thought. In the evening, Jim discovered her in the locked, (or so I thought), tack room, chowing down on the bin of sheep grain. I did an extra evening check to make sure she wasn’t suffering from her overindulgence, and she sprightly jumped up onto the stall door to give me a hello, just as she had in the morning. She was as round as a barrel, but fine.
Jim did a special tie-job on the stall door/window, hopefully foiling attempt #2. But hey, if these guys have learned how to fly, I’m banking on God to lend me a hand.