This, my friends, is how I look most evenings now.
Yes, I need a new bra.
Keith was kind enough to take this last night. I had made dinner, done the dishes... all the outside chores were done... and Lil was in. She was worn out, too, as you can see.
Five minutes after taking this shot, Keith put a warm afghan over me so I could be comfortable watching the first games of the olympics.
MY... the snowboarders! I don't know how they have the courage.
Since I am stuck on Nicole Curtis, the Rehab Addict, I had to go back and forth... but I was just stunned at the snowboarding. Less so, with figure skating.. isn't that odd?
My point is, by evening I am generally worn out, and I have an added worry now... my left foot has been freezing. Today it was particularly cold, and I asked Keith to look at it. We discovered my big toe was white... pure white... obviously getting frostbitten. I still have evening chores to do, but am going to double-sock, and hurry through them. This worries me very much.
Most of the little chickens in the old henhouse eat and live (right now) on top of the closet... they roost in the rafters.
Everyone was there except Speedy Gonzales, and I have not seen him all day, the tiny Old English Game rooster.
I have not heard him, either.
I know I saw him earlier this week... so my suspicion is that he may have died in the terrible cold.
Just out of camera view, there is a four foot wide piece of dropped ceiling still up there, and the hens laid up there for a while... and the little birds hang out there during the day. I am praying I just didn't see him... because I have to stand on a high ladder to see inside that ceiling area. However... the fact that I've not heard him crow...
Abby helped me move the bird seed. I was able to fill the can, so that the wild birds will have feed for a few more days til they can find it on their own... like, when this snow melts!
We need the moisture, but gosh, I wish it would warm up a little.
Our big girl wishes it, too!
Stay warm out there, friends!