Ah, ha! I bet you have been wondering what in the name of all that is goatly has happened to Marigold? Am I right? Of course I am. I am omniscient. Okay, maybe not so much. Anyway, it has been a while, and I can say, with all honesty, that there is a reason. The Goatmother went for Round 2, and she actually thought she was going to get off lightly. (Goatmother, thy name is optimism!) Day Two and Day Three were pretty darned good, all things considered. But by the evening of Day Three, that dreaded Day Four had begun to rear its ugly head. Of course it did. If you have a name like 'Day Four', well, you have a reputation to uphold. Worse yet, if it happens to include something like 'the Infamous' Day Four, you sure wouldn't want anyone to go around thinking you're some kind of candy-butt. It becomes quite necessary to flex your muscle in order to keep the lackeys from becoming complacent.
Still, the Goatmother made it through the Infamous Day Four, and beyond. For whatever reason, though, she doesn't seem to be gaining on it quite as quickly as last time. Frankly, she is just pooped. This necessitates a few things, one of which is a conservancy of energy. Now you are probably wondering what that has to do with me, but let's just say I need to eat my Peanuts in order to keep up with helping. That being said, I will present you, then, with a post that is more pictures than words. I'm behind anyway, and this way I can say a lot without having to actually SAY a lot. Like a picture is worth a thousand words, dude.
First of all, I have to rectify a grave error. I should have posted this picture a loooong time ago. It just didn't happen. Not that this is an excuse, just and explanation of sorts. Well, you may remember that the fabulous Mrs. Micawber posted a most wondrous pattern on her website so that anyone could make and donate hats to their local Cancer Care Center, or to anyone they might know of in need. She even provided a list of places to send such treasures if persons interested had no local outlet. She, along with the wonderful Snowcatcher, launched 'Operation Marigold'. But Mrs. Micawber didn't just create this pattern and make the lovely hat. She actually sent it to the Goatmother, along with a most cherished box of perfectly pink Kleenex to tide the Goatmother over in her quest to support said company thereby keeping it in business. Only problem is the Goatmother is so enamored with the pink tissue (because she and the Goatfather only ever purchase plain old white) that she doesn't want to use them! She just sits and gazes adoringly at the box. Oy.
Anyway, without further adieu, and with a heart full of gratitude, we present the following pictures. I need to point out, here, that the Goatmother absolutely HATES to have her picture taken - especially right now. But in honor of this woman's kindness, she conceded to allow it, not once, but twice! (Disclaimer: No cameras were harmed or damaged in the taking of these photos. At least not so far as we have been able to ascertain.)
Humbly, Mrs. Micawber, thank you.