Le Plonge!

J'adore la langue francais! Well, I will try to make a stab at a proper post, the one I did yesterday didn't show up right, so I deleted it. And yes, I am aware that I hardly ever even bother with posting at all, but I happen to feel like it, so I am sitting at the computer, with mon verre du vin, et la musique de Francis Cabrel. (I am entirely unsure if he is French ou Canadien, but it is a c.d. from mon ami Genevieve, so I am giving it a listen. He's fine, but he's no Bernard Tapie!)
I think he is singing something about God having a blond beard, but my French lessons having lapsed, I wouldn't bet money on it. Aaaaanyway...this is the first time in a long time (trop long) that I have been all by myself tout seule at home. Rob took Fern out to rollerskate in the park, and Gemma and Courtney are at WORK! Color me happy! (also une petite drunky! whee!) I am having the fine time, bien sur!
Lessee...how bout some pitchers? I mean, pic-tures...
When Genevieve's grand-daughter Maya was here visiting from Florida, we took a trip out to the country to see our friend Dori, who raises the cutest angora goaties...

Aren't they cute?

Here's me with a little baby girl goat...

Here is Fern, Maya, and Genevieve and kid mohair on the hoof!

Then we went to a blueberry picking farm, and Genevieve's husband Bob got into the act...
They are cute, n'est pas?
Well, that's enough for now, I return you to your regularly scheduled life. Besides, I need a refill!
bye for now