knock, knock

who's there?

orange

orange who?

orange you glad i'm in a better mood?

ha ha ha ha haha!

Yesterday we had a day of distraction. Distracting parker from feeling sick and me from feeling sorry for myself. Perfect.

Toby was going for a playdate at the home and dairy farm of a friend from school. We have been wanting to see the farm for ages and i happened to need to pick up a bunch of chickens from right next door. So, we all went. It was awesome.

Awesome except for the mud, large pond of cow urine and gigantic piles of cow shit. Farming is a dirty, smelly business that's for certain.

Best of all though, the absolute perfect way to cure any ailment; having a two week old calf faux-nurse/suckle on your fingers! So gross, but oh so cool. We all tried it and all screamed with glee. We also drank milk straight from the cow! Gross! Double gross! It had gone through the milker and into the holding tank, chilled. Not pasteurized or anything though. Just the straight goods.

Our farmer friend handed parker a glass and said "just like mom, only cold!" Parker's eyes lit up. It tasted like more than homo milk, but less than cream. Good.

Our farmer friend used me as an example many times as we asked questions:

"Well, i don't know. Jess! How does it feel to get milked?"

"Jess! You know how it is. As you lactate longer and longer? The teats, they get closer to the ground!"

"Yes! We use special creams and ointments to prevent dry and cracked teats. Jess! What do you use?"

Oh a million laughs were had i tell you. Especially at shane as he gagged his way through the plethora of smells.