After Mass on Sunday, a friend said, “If you aren’t busy on New Year’s Eve, our home is open!”
“Great!” I said. “What time does the party start? I’m usually asleep by eight.”
There were shouts of laughter all around. I may not be able to stay awake, but at least I’m good for a laugh.
I never did update you on my cows, as two people have reminded me in the last week. They are all doing just fine now, and our milk production is not too far short of where it was pre-sickness. We’re very surprised and extremely pleased, and deeply grateful. (And Beckie, cows are a lot like kids: when they’re sick, they look like it, kinda droopy and sad. 🙂 )
I’ve also officially closed out 2013, with, like, 12 hours to spare. Files have been cleaned out and either archived or burned, accounts are all up to date, and I’m all ready for both tax day and the paperwork of another year. Bring it on.
Tomorrow is our nineteenth anniversary! If you’d asked me a couple of years ago, I wouldn’t have thought we’d see this day, but here we are, and happy to be together. And, happily, we have teenaged children who babysit for us, so we can actually go out to celebrate! Davey says we usually celebrate by swinging by the office supply store for new planners. I don’t remember doing that before, but, hey, my memory is not what it used to be. At least I get a restaurant lunch out of it. (Dinner is out of the question. Because I usually fall asleep by eight.)
Oh, yes! We sent our last calf out into the world last week. She’s living with a lovely – and large – family. Do you know them? They don’t live too far away from us, but I brought my not-too-sociable beloved along and so didn’t get to stay and visit for long. Hopefully, we’ll get to meet up again soon. In the meanwhile, I think Pepper will be very happy there, and I hope they are happy with Pepper, too. She’s a good little calf.