Last night, I must've had ants in my pants. I couldn't sleep much at all.
I could blame the new baby, which is probably what it was (I had a hard time sleeping with Ana in the early months too, isn't that wierd?). But, I will chalk it up to excitment over a bovine nature.
Today, Dan will be returning from Minneapolis with four gallons of fresh milk in tow. We haven't had fresh milk for a few months because it just hasn't fit with our schedule (and gas budget) to run over to Wabasso to get it. But now, oh my yes, my head is filling with thoughts of yogurt, cheese, butter and a tall frosty glass of over the top tasty milk.
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