Anyone who knows me knows I like cows. Not only do I think they're adorable and I love to pet and cuddle them (my experience is largely with dairy cattle so I'm not sure I like to pet and cuddle beef cattle) I also like to consume them. I like steak and roast beef and prime rib, etc. I really, really like milk. Mmmm...milk - so yummy and refreshing. Lately, I've been missing milk and today, for some reason, I'm particularly sad that I can only have little bits of dairy intake at a time and not every day. I miss my glass of milk with dinner and I miss pizza. A lot. Urban Cowbaby doesn't like me to eat too much dairy so I have been cheeseless (mostly), ice creamless (completely), sour creamless (completely), and even egg nogless (unless you count my soy nog indulgence) since he was about 7 weeks old. And yesterday he turned 7 months old. Maybe that's not too long to some but to a true all-things-dairy lover, it seems like forever. Here's to looking forward and hoping that when Urban Cowbaby turns 1 he and I will both be able to drink milk and eat cheese and yogurt!
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