Happiness Is A Warm Cola
Hello, I just flew in from New York and boy are my arms tired!
No, no, but seriously folks. I woke up today with an aching body. Especially my arms and hands. Who would have thought that pulling on frozen doors would take such a toll? I should have done some warmups and stretched out properly afterwards. On the plus side: I slept like a baby last night. Like a little goat baby that had spent the entire day jumping up and down.
I am sure you’re all tired of seeing the goat babies jump around. But I’m not. So here is a video from yesterday: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq4P9HCNWu0. My favourite part is when the brownheaded one tries to hide in my armpit. And Magnethe sniffing the cap. I love when goats sniff at things, their eyes turned upwards. But then I love practically everything about goats, did I not tell you that already? I’m sure I must have mentioned it at one point or another. It seems like the sort of thing I’d say.
March 24th, 2008 at 4:18
I saw Magnethe was reading the writing on your cap. Didn’t know she could read English? I knew she’d notice something was different about you.
Are you sure those are baby goats? They sure act like “little hams” when they are in front of a camera.
Did you have any problems with magnetic chicks attaching themselves to your cap today? I hope not. One can’t be too careful when attracting the chicks.
We had a tiny little snow and then rain and some sleet, then some sunshine and then clouds for Easter Sunday. Right now, it’s just dark outside.
I am full of ham, cheesy potaotes, and pea salad. Time for bed.
I think Magnethe needed a little alone time from the kids. So I think she told them to go see “Uncle Plume” and climb on him for awhile.
March 24th, 2008 at 22:39
Debster – Maybe she was ījust looking at the pictures hehe! But she definitely noticed yes. Mads noticed too, he looked up at me with a skeptical look on his face.. “is that really MY Plume, or is it some crazy lookalike” I think he thought. But when I reached down my hand to scratch him he seemed to forget all his doubts.
I stayed well clear of chicks. Phew!
It’s a good thing Uncle Plume doesn’t mind babysitting. Although they don’t sit much. Babyjumping?