Today we picked up the meat from our first steer. Over 400 pounds of beef in 6 boxes. I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me. I miss seeing Stewie out in the field. I know what he was raised for and I know he had a better life here than he would have had if he had gone to auction.

My ears are still clogged and tonight I'm nauseous. Great. Pete is feeling much better today for which I am thankful. It bothers me that *I* am not feeling better after nearly a month. When I brought it up this morning, he said, "Well, you had chemo and I did not." *Sigh*

Ok.