Four days into the new year. Things are okay so far! I have been sleeping too much, though. Slightly on accident and slightly because maybe I’m coming down with something? I’m not sure. The last couple of days I have woken up with a hurting throat. It helps when I take my strepsil throat lozenge. But I also feel a little cough now and then. So who knows. Maybe it’s passed already or maybe it’ll get worse. We’ll see. I managed to do some exercise today. So that was good. Predictably I have been lazy and eaten poorly over the holidays. So now it’s back to work to lose weight again. So it goes. Those are my goals for 2015. Get healthy again and spend more time with goats. I am fairly sure I can accomplish that. You can count on it.

The goats got through New Year’s Eve fine. I always worry about them with all the fireworks and hooplah. So of course I had to go check on them January 1st. That day is meant to be spent sleeping late. At least that’s what I used to think. Oh well! Hopefully it will be a great year with the goats. No problems, please. And hope everyone out there got safely and happily through the festivitas. May it be a good year for us all.

And go go goat photos. Snow photos from before New Year’s Eve. With a nice christmas tree treat for the goats. And no snow left in 2015. And not much tree left either.

And a goatlog before and after the new year.

And that’s all for this week, folks. See you in the next one.

It’s New Year’s Eve! The year is almost over.

Happy New Year!

I’m going to copypaste the little sort-of year-in-review Facebook post I made. It’s not much but it’s something.

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It’s been a year. It certainly has. It’s been a fairly quiet year. I am thankful for that. There have been ups and downs. Mostly mentally. But no disasters, I think. I am very thankful that we avoided goat tragedy this year. When Kamel got sick there was a part of me that was convinced it was going to be another summer goat catastrophe to haunt me. I am so relieved that we got her better, and I have been feeling closer than ever with her since then. Seeing Herman go was very sad, of course. But it’s easier when you know they go to a good home and get to live on. I had a wonderful time with him. And his kids. Oh my. You tell yourself “oh we’ve had goat kids before, it won’t be _that_ special”. But you’re wrong. It is that special. And Bruce and Clark have been amazing. It’s usually better if we get girls, but oh I love seing those little brothers run around. And the way they turned out. Truly a miniMio and a miniHerman. It’s so wonderful. And of course Mia, my darling. And Palle the silly, curious yelper. Mama Mio who for once was the one not in charge. Being chased away. She’s made up for it since Herman left. Back in growl.
I love those goats. Without them I don’t know what I’d do.
There are still lots of things to work on for 2015. I will make it the best year ever, I will. You can’t stop me from trying. I’m so looking forward to spring and summer. I’ll exercise the heck out of the heat and sit in the sun with the goats. And that’s all I want. I’m going to be skinny, healthy, happy and less than competely deathly pale.
Thanks to everyone who has stuck with me. And sorry to those who haven’t, I know I’m not easy to deal with always. I am broken in places and find it hard to relate to you humans. I hope The Big Giant Head will help me in my quest to discover what makes human ticks. Sorry, what makes humans tick.
And so and so forth. 3ish ours left. Less than 3.
Be safe and merry. I’m not gone yet.

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There you go!

See you next year for more goats!