After a night of to-ing and fro-ing, upping and downing, reminiscent of those days not so long ago, when the baby needed feeding, the toddler needed a dwink, the four year old needed to go wee wee and the five year old heard a dingo, vewwy, vewwy close, I'm relying on caffeine to pull me through. Then, as now, Matthew slept through without complaint.
This night there were no dependent babies, just the heat detection of donor cows and Matthew in Melbourne on a four day flushing trip. And with three heifers already AI'd and three remaining for this afernoon, I am trying valiantly to inject some Xmas cheer into my thoughts as children skip and laugh, wondering when can we start making the gingerbread house. Just as soon, my sweets, as this caffeine begins to restore life as we know it to my being.
So, with the week so far comprising calves being tagged, cows dipped, and the next draft of springing recips brought in closer to calve, 'tis time to commence Christmas. Hams and bacon are immersed in brine in the coldroom, hundreds of sausages are hanging from hooks and pork chops have been cryovac-ed and frozen. Today's plan involves a house cleaning overhaul, creation of a gingerbread house, packaging and cryovac-ing the sausages, plus three more heifers to AI.
LET'S DO IT!!!