Road Trip

I usually drive ten miles to New Berlin to get the NY Times on Sunday, but today, in celebration of Christmas and a glorious day of sunshine and safe driving weather, I am driving north to New Hartford to spend my gift cards at Barnes and Noble. Matt received them from work and gave them to me for Christmas. Pretty good deal for him, huh? He hates B&N and won't miss them. I gather up all the expensive, glossy knitting and fiber arts magazines that are too expensive to buy (Selvedge, a British publication is $25!!) and sit down with my frothy cappucino for an hour of relaxation. I'll give Luna a bottle before I go, the third today, in hopes that she'll leave Joseph's mother alone and let him nurse. Now I have to watch him to make sure his mouth is warm and tummy full. The vigil doesn't stop with birth. Lambs are always finding ways to get in trouble. I better put a sweater on Dolly's new baby. It's warm now, 45 F., but snow and cold is coming back tomorrow. It couldn't last.