My Day Will Improve.

If things come in threes…I’m waiting for #3.  One and Two already happened.  They weren’t too serious, just annoying. 

Things that make you say a cuss word, or seven.

1.  Lilac, having possibly noted her ascension to the rank of Queen, calmly knocked a full bucket of sweet feed off the milk stand and all over onto the floor.  Thinking she’s so important these days, just because now we know who her father is, she’s gotten cocky.  When the bucket hit the floor, upside down, spewing all of its contents, I shouted out a Spanish cuss phrase.  I’ll let you guess which one.

2.  I had a meeting this morning at my house with two dressed up and fancy mortgage brokers to talk about our other business.  I had strategically placed the ladder in the entrance of the kitchen to hopefully block their entrance into the disaster area that is full of plates, ice cream maker parts, painting supplies and a half painted, orange, kitchen.  The ladder worked…they didn’t enter, but as they were at the table, sipping their coffee shop lattes, I was racing to strain the milk I had just brought in.  All went smoothly as I talked to them over the half wall between the kitchen and dining room, until I heard (and felt) the waterfall hit the ground.  Nearly a pint of milk was racing through the huge (previously unknown) hole at the bottom of the milk jar.  Onto the floor.  I threw a towel on it and gave up.  Deciding I better stop now before #3 happens.

However, my meeting’s over, the half painted kitchen is awaiting my paintbrush and my 3-year-old is in from outside ready to eat.

My day will improve. 

No matter what.

And, #3 will be a good thing.  I’m sure of it.

–  The Goat Cheese Lady

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About The Goat Cheese Lady

I am Lindsey. At first I was a city girl. Then I was an urban farmgirl, attempting to balance city and farm life. Now, after moving to the country, I have embarked on life as a rural farmgirl, complete with my husband, the Animal Whisperer, man of exceptional knowledge and patience, two boys who are louder than my sister and I ever were, a herd of milking goats, and a flock of egg-laying chickens. Coyotes, mice, country dogs and prairie dogs are frequent visitors. Just 45 minutes north is Colorado Springs, the setting for our first six years in the goat world. Our family. Our city friends. Our introduction to cheesemaking. But we...and our growing farm and soon-to-be creamery...have set up shop down off of Highway 115 in Penrose, Colorado.
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2 Responses to My Day Will Improve.

  1. Shannon says:

    Oh my friend, I admire your sense of humor and your attitude so much!
    May your day get better and I am sending good thoughts and energy for #3 to be fabulous! 🙂
    Could you teach me the Spanish curse frase sometime?? 🙂
    XOXO

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