Thursday was such a "normal" day for me.  My milk cow that just calved has been acting sick.  Not really sick but off.  Struggles to get up and just not eating well.  I put her in the hay pen day before yesterday where she had all the hay she wanted and no one bothering her and extra feed.  Yesterday morning she wouldn't get up.  She would sorta try but she was up in some old loose hay and her feet would slide and she wouldn't make it up.   I struggled and worried as I did chores.  I got my son to come over and we tried again.  She wouldn't budge.  I have her a nice LARGE shot of B-vit and then gave her a little Butte.  I'm not even sure what Bute is other than the vet gave it to me last time I had a milk cow down.  It relieves inflammation and pain.   I finally just said God she's in Your hands and off I went to get ready for town.  When we left for town she was standing up.  I sang praises all the way to town.  

Town was fun.........NOT think 40 mph wind, and 45 degrees.   It was horrible!   Driving was horrible!  Breathing was horrible!   I did get my stuff done.  I hope all I needed.  Therapy was good.  MN talked a lot about her past abuse and how she can see it effecting her as an adult.  Not the "normal" 10 yo conversation.  Therapist was impressed at how much she had matured emotionally in just the last month.  I called it an emotional growth spurt. 

Came home just at dusk.  As I came around the corner I say a goat in the shed.  That wasn't "normal" so I drove on home.  Gave kids marching instructions on unloading the car and getting chores started, did a quick change and off to the shed I went.  Sure enough, this nanny had kidded, one kid was dead the other was close.  Why???  I have no idea.  I gathered baby up rubbed it down some got it crying and got mama in the front of the Ranger with me.  Yes, she was gentle and to the house we came.  I handed off baby to MN.  She brought in and rubbed it, and rubbed it.  I finished chores, milked a little colostrum from mama and brought it in.  We tubed the baby.  But in an hour or so, before she stopped rubbing it had died.  This is the side of farm life I hate.

My milk cow was back to being her normal #$#@$ self.  I took her some feed but left the gate open.  She refused to come to the feed so I walked over to get her, then she went OUT the gate.  I gathered her bucket of feed up and took it to the barn.  After trying to whip another cow off her feed, Baby came in and ate the bucket of feed I had offered her to start with.  Such a sweet cow............NOT!!!!  I haven't even looked out this morning to see how she is.  That is next on my to do list.

My list for today is getting long.   I need to get a turkey on to cook for the turkeys, oh wait for the kids and dh to eat this weekend  I need to get beans on to cook.  I need to finish packing.  I need to pack all the milk and yogurt I am taking.   I need to do chores.  I need to do some last minute cleaning.... and what am I doing?   Yea setting, drinking coffee, being slow.  :)  

To make it worse I am on the lap top.  The main computer is making funny sounds so we turned it off last night.  This morning I was going to back up pictures and such.  The monitor won't come up.   GRRRRRR  I hope to deal with it when I get home, or get my dh to deal with it.  

I am really laughing about this weekend.  My dh is keeping a couple of extra, boys, but he has major projects to do.   While an other friend that is keeping teen boys is out of projects.  Which is just what these boys wanted.  In fact one decided to stay there just to avoid sweating here.  So both DH discussed it and since teen boys need to sweat to be sociable. they are all coming over here to do projects Sat.  They are laying cinder blocks for the freezer, dig a ditch for the solar panels, and pull all the weeds and get the garden ready to plant.  :)  

Ok I have procrastinated enough.   Everyone have a blessed weekend.  Leave a commit so I know I am not talking to myself.