I have ambitions and dreams. . .but luckily none of them involve killing royalty and setting myself up as queen. I don't plan on going crazy either. But that one might be more likely. Oh and I do occasionally mumble about "damn spots", but fortunately they are only regarding the incessant laundry.
The day after I touched down in Utah, I herded myself over to Shep's for my shearing. I couldn't let the guys have all the fun with shaving their heads. I couldn't quite bring myself to that level of bravery, but believe me, I was terrified enough with the prospect of having boy short hair. I wish I could lend some additional support to my Aunt, Grandma and Chris, but I hope they know how much I love them and how often I am thinking and praying for them. Cancer sucks, but they are heroes. Thanks for your amazing examples. Love you!