Good day Bad day

Saturday was a good day, all the stock was doing well and got fed before going to Peachtree handspinner's meeting. What a crowd and a great group of people, all kinds, all ages, handspinning is no longer a dyeing art. It does your heart good to see new people, especially young people taking on the art. Keeping you hands busy will keep your mind happy. Sunday was the bad day, awoke with a terrible pain in my head, got up, made breakfast, and before I could eat my buttered buscuit, I was sick. I am never sick. Fed the goats at the home pastures and went to the house. Was between the bed and bathroom all day. Just before dark I felt better and was able to feed the rest of the flock. Tryed to make Tanner wait until morning to milk her, but she was tight and screaming. If you have a milking animal forget about being sick or going anywhere, it has to be done.