If I can't be a lover, at least I can be a mother

... To a lamb, of course. Don't worry. I'm still not the the point that I actually think out-of-wedlock babies in my life are a good idea. Not that I think I ever will. Anyway...
Yesterday one of our sheep had a baby. I was a little worried about her, so I stayed pretty close through her labor. I wasn't exactly doing Lamaze here, but I was praying for the safe delivery of the lamb. Well, the baby came out healthy and strong, but for whatever reason the sheep rejected it. I don't know why they do that sometimes-- it's heartbreaking.
So, what does this all mean in my life? It looks like I'll be taking care of Tiny Tim (he's so frail right now because he hasn't been able to eat). I gave him a bottle a bit ago, but he doesn't really know what to do with it yet. I'm sure it's just a matter of time before he gets the hang of it.
At least he has a very proud godfather. Our rooster, Esteban, crowed very proudly all through Tim's birth.
In other news, I guess I'm not going to the ballet with Aaron this weekend, but again, props to him for canceling our date early enough that I can make other plans. Aaron is a considerate soul.
Some of the other men in my life leave quite a bit to be desired-- particularly the ones who aren't really even securely IN yet. Last night, I had two very humorous conversations with fellas who seem to think I'm jonesin' for 'em. One is a guy I've known for a bit. He called to ask me to do something, but I already had plans. I told him I'd love it if he'd ask me again, but instead he went out of his way to tell me how it wouldn't have been a date, etc., etc. I don't know why he got all worked up, but no biggie. The other funny thing was when this dude told me that he wasn't coming to a party, and thought I was going to be really disappointed. Ha! Whatever. Does he even know who he's dealing with? Tee hee hee.