Happy day

In lesss than 12 hours Sarah will be home!!!! :D

Introduction to Summer

It is horribly warm up here. A whole 85 degrees. :P With the strong wind that we have right now, it only takes about 20 min for the clothes on the line to dry. That is faster than our dryer works. The wind makes it hard cause it likes to rip the laundry right off the line into the tree. :P I really wish it weren't so terribly warm. I like it much better when it is a nice cool temperature. Then I don't get horrid rashes all over my face. It is hard to resist the urge to cut my hair really short 'cause it is so warm and annoying when it is this warm. At least this weather means that we will have leaves on the trees soon. Maybe I'll go find myself a nice snow-covered mountain with small streams of freshly melted snow running down, and, oh, balsam fir.

My last day of regular classes was yesterday, so I just have to get through finals. It is sad that classes ended just as I was finally getting to know the people in my classes. : ( Oh well. Such is life.

Nonsense

Can't sleep. Yay.

Here is an excerpt from the Carleton college brochure that I am not sure why I am reading right now. It is written by one of the film producers of the LotR trilogy that apparently went to Carleton.

"Frodo Baggins might have gone to Carleton. He has an intellectual curiosity and he learns to speak other languages- two forms of Elvish.
" For me, many parts of [the Lord of the Rings] films are about tolerance and openness to other cultures and societies. The whole fate of Middle Earth hinges upon there cultures joining together to fight evil. A liberal arts education goes a long way toward promoting tolerance. And what better place to get a liberal arts education than Carleton?"

my girl

Our last goat gave birth this afternoon. She had three beautiful does, but the first one is terribly small and weak. She can barely lift her head up. Daddy is afraid that she won't make it, and said that often there are other things wrong with runts besides being malnourished. Her mouth is so tiny that she can barely fit the bottle in it, and she won't suck, but simply lets the milk dribble down her throat. I only got about two tablespoons into her. I gave her a half cc of Selenium booster, but it probably won't make a difference. She is so small I can hold her with one hand; her little heart pulses on my fingers as it works to keep her alive. Our heater for the baby goats in the barn stopped working, so I have her in a box in the goat kitchen. She is wrapped up with a warm water bottle. If only she would live. If we can get her through the next two days she should make it. Please. Oh, please.