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was the temp at 8 this am.  Now it is all the way to 31.  I am going to go walking in a bit, but I may not go very far.  Betty is making a scarf for me but she is slow, so I made one from a piece of fleece.  It is warm and very cute.  I have to go back today and get a material to make one like it for Hannah. Robert took my picture so you can see.  He says, say stinky feet.

After my walk, I am going to go buy new walking shoes.  I bought new shoes when I started walking in August, and they are wore out.  I figure I have walked over 250 miles in these, just on my daily walks.

And, now it is 32 degrees.

Scarf

If I had a scarf, I would want it to be in shades of grey, wide and soft. Wide, because it would need to cover my neck, but be wide enough to pull up over my nose without leaving my neck bare to the cold wind.  And soft like me.

Sir Authur

George bought a billy from someone named Art.  He is supposed to be a good blood line, and he was high dollar, so George has high hopes.  They said he was 9 months old.  He is smaller than our young nannies born last December.  Maybe we should have named him High Hopes.

Here is most of the herd.  We are still going to sell some of the nannies, but not this Saturday.  It is going to be really cold and maybe snow.  

Art is the one right front.

It is freezing here now.  I went for my walk tonight, but only to the blue gate. I am going to have to get a scarf to wrap around my nose when it is this cold.  Other than that, it was nice and brisk

We have to go to Church every Wednesday until Dec. 19.  They are having a Christmas Pageant and we are all in it.  I think Robert is going to be the star.  It is really good that the kids are enjoying going now.

72 to 43

It is 72 degrees here now and the high tomorrow will be 43, so they say.  Winter must be here.

Last week, George moved an old hog building up from Frank's place.  It was one that Floyd built.  He got it all the way up to Son's driveway intact, but instead of leaving it there he brought it on across the garden and up the other side of the house.  It fell apart then.  He has it all stacked under the oak tree at the edge of our yard and says he is going to put it back together for a goat shed.  I am not optimistic,

Saturday, we are going to try to take some of the smaller nannies to the sale a Marble.  Then we are going to buy a new billy, either at the sale, or from Kelly's neighbor.  I guess if we are going to raise goats, we need a billy.  I am wanting to sell all the pointed ear small goats except for Bertha and Lady Grey, but it really depends on how many we get loaded.

Bus is home, got to go.

Looks like...

Ramona is in. Dem-Gaz says she is leading by 400 votes.  And, we have a new county Sheriff.

The state and probably the nation is going to the Dance with the Repubs.   Lord, they know not what they do.

Let them eat cake...

Kids eating Aunt Helen's chocolate cake after school.  Robert was really excited about chocolate cake.  I don't think he has had any since the last time she made him cake.

No walking today as it is raining and cool.  Now with the time change, even if I start my walk right after the kids get home, it is dark an hour later.  Not that I can't walk after dark, but it cuts down on my time for getting things done when it gets dark so early.  

Like sister, I went to vote, and George did too.  I am sorta like Daddy in that I do not really think it makes much difference if I vote or not.  But, for Daddy, it was a matter of principle to not vote.  He felt our government was evil from top to bottom and the act of voting made you a party to the evilness.  The first time I ever voted was when the man from Arkansas first ran for President.  I remember the night of that election, Clayton and I were both working night shift at the plant.  There was a TV in the breakroom, and Clayton and John Fisher, the other QA supervisor were out there all night watching the election returns, whooping and hollering for Clinton.  It was so exciting and so amazing that a man from Arkansas had become President.  Who would have thought that a few short years later a man from Hawaii would be elected.

Anyway, this year, I not only voted, a did a tiny bit of campaigning.  Ramona Wilson, a classmate of Sister Betty, has been our Circuit Clerk for 16 years.  This year she may loose that job because of some really silly stuff about collecting fines.  In the last couple of days I have told several people to go vote for Ramona.  

We may loose our Democratic Senator and the Repubs may take the majority in the senate tonight.  I sure hope not. Anyway, I sold my soul and voted for some of the Devils, but only Democratic Devils, or Libertarians if no Demo was on the ballot.

Another thing Daddy said about politicians was the party owns the man.