Pre-dawn, I milk cows, lots of cows. Then I come home and feed various animals and my son -- but usually what I feed my son doesn't come out of a feed sack (unless it's the end of the month, then it's anyone's guess what's on the plate). Days I'm a homeschool mom just trying to get my son to write a brilliant 5 paragraph essay, or at least do his spelling without whining. Afternoons, I'm a domestic goddess living in a house that doesn't practice goddess worship. Evenings I just try to stay awake until 9. Nights -- ah, sleep, perchance to dream. . .
