The Answer to Everything

Before I begin today's post, I just wanted to thank you once again for all of your kindness towards me.

Goodness.

I received so many lovely little notes, and I so appreciated each and everyone.

I think my greatest fear was that some of you reading would think 'oh, I know this bipolar person....' and you would think that my behavior was identical to someone else that perhaps suffered more than I did - or behaved in a way that I've never behaved.

But, I can't fix that.

But I can share with you the answer to everything.

And that answer is goats.

I had the immense pleasure of babysitting two prematurely born goats this past weekend.

My neighbor asked me if I could come up and bottle feed them a few times whilst she was out of town - and I thought it much easier if I were to just bring them home.

Was I nervous?  

You betcha! 

 I've never handled livestock with four legs and teeth.

Was Glenco nervous?

You betcha!

He fully realized that this was going to create goat fever, of which there is no cure.

I don't think words can describe the feelings I felt when I was handed a warm, lanky, needy, baby goat.

How it soothed my barren womb, my empty nest.

If I could make a video montage of my feelings - it would include images of pies cooling on windowsills, sheets drying on the line, babies smiling, the hands of a good honest working woman, the smell of roses on the breeze, fried chicken, warm biscuits from the oven, aprons, the taste of a freshly picked heirloom tomato still warm from the sun, the buzz of honey bees, the cackle of  a contented hen...I could go on....

It.was.magic.

I couldn't let it go.

However, I did let it go just long enough to go clothes shopping for them.

This is a note I tacked to the door.

The goats in house caused quite a stir - there was a revolving door of visitors.

I laughed at myself when I was in the Goodwill (half price day!  Score!) rifling through the baby clothes trying to find 'the perfect sweater' for a goat.  

Imagine my delight when I found the most darling dress for the girl goat.  

Don't think Glenco wasn't in on this too.

He picked out the following ensemble.

I may or may have not bought several outfits, and had a bit of a fashion show.

I'm utterly ruined!