I am not dead

Hello, hello! Miss me? I've been unplugged for a few days now, and Adam asked me how I felt and honestly, it was a mixture of relief and frustration. I left the place in his capable hands, but now I (hope) to be back more. We travelled Tuesday, and the less said about the trip the better (although Keira was an angel - so you can imagine to whom the tone of my sentence belongs!) We have been to my grandparents farm - a cattle farm. Little did I realise just how much of a city girl Keira is growing in to be. I packed her 'farm clothes' (jeans) to wear but, oh no, she must still wear dresses and stockings. She wandered down the paddock for a little way and then froze. And started wailing. What, what!? I said, feeling that a Brahman had set her malevolent sights on my girl and was about to trample her. There's cow poo everywhere! said Keira, holding out her arms. Come get me mummy! Yucky! Ech! Oh, dear, sweet Lord. So I'm glad I'm here to expose her to a little of this lifestyle. Toughen her up, eh? P.S For the Southerners - guess what the weather's like? Early 20's! Ha! Tropical for us!