|Mucca in pre-thaw state of mind.|
All day Tuesday I thought it was Monday, which meant on Wednesday, I thought it was Tuesday which means this morning I thought it was Wednesday until my husband clearly pointed out, it was indeed Thursday.
Not only did I miss a day, but I missed it for three days.
In my defense I had the flu Sunday night and was quite ill for about 24 hrs, Keith followed suit the next night but limited his bout to 12 hours. This is a rare occurrence for us raw milk drinking, holy basil sipping, honey swilling, good bacteria loving, homesteaders.
Goes to prove, even we are susceptible to the creepy crawlies from time to time. But, all is well as temperatures have left the frigid zones and reached true balminess today. At nearly 40 degrees, outside chores were a joy. No ice to smash out of rubber pans, no little bitty birdy feet to warm in my hands, no shards of frozen fog to blind me. Of course with the thaw comes the mud, but small price to
pay for not having to even run the rocket mass stove last night.
Life is good. A couple neighbors even dropped by while I was doing evening chores and handed me a big plate full of freshly baked Christmas cookies. Who does that anymore?!? The best people do, that's who.
Tomorrow it is going to get even better. Stay tuned for big news. BIG BIG news.