I finally broke down and started heating, despite my Scrooge-like disposition. I also installed a new heating lamp in the chicken coop. My mother is coming in for Thanksgiving next week, and I hope that she will find everything nice and cozy. Sword has a musical performance to attend at her school the evening that my mother arrives, and I have arranged for her to ride with her music teacher, while I stay at home to greet my mother. Bow heard us discussing all of this at dinner last night, and before bed time he took me to the glass and spelled: "Call Grandma. Tell her about problem with music."
There isn't actually a problem, but it's nice that Bow is concerned.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
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