I've been awake since about 2:30 am for the nth night in a row. Didn't have night sweats, however. Don't know if it was the flax seed, but I'll take it. I'm wondering if now I'm just accustomed to waking up at 2:30, sweats or not?
Church was good. I wondered how Bick would react as there was meditation, chanting, a drum thingy as well as a guest speaker who was wearing a poet/pirate shirt. I've been exposed to some alternative worships through meditation, world religion study, etc, but I think this was a far cry from Bick's COC raising. There were words of wisdom from the Gospel of Matthew, some yogi, Yoda (in jest) and a Van Morrison song. Obviously a church for old hippies. We are looking forward to returning. I don't see us attending every Sunday - partly because it's an hour away, but we'll see.
The stock show was a blast. We crawled in and out of tractors and trucks. Played Dairy Trivia. "How are farmers paid for their milk?" Per 100 pounds. We got an impromptu informational session from a Braunveih breeder - we had stopped to admire a very pretty heifer, and commented to one another that we'd never heard of that breed. It looked like a Brown Swiss to me, but a bit different. Anyway, we got to hear the history of the "brown cow" in the US.
I fell in love with meat goats, little fat snausages of Boer goats. So incredibly cute, but I couldn't raise them as I could never take things to their logical conclusion. Saw chicks coming out of their shells and a woman knitting a sweater for newborn angora kid. The weather was spectacular and it was nice to feel the sunshine on our faces. All in all, a really lovely weekend. It was nice to have one of them again - we sort of felt like we were back to our old selves.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Pet a pig.