Okay, is it just me or is the government in the US turning into one big joke...
This whole issue of Obama not being a born American therefore not eligible to be president...hahahaha it just cracks me up...but not nearly so much as the thought of Donald Trump being governor or what ever the F he is going to run for.... I mean come on...the man may be rich x a gazillion but he's a joke.. and when Obama... made the comment to the media this morning...his veiled hit at Trump was hilarious....sideshow freaks and circus acts...hahahahahahha boy did he nail it... Trump is a joke with a bad hair piece...I don't care if he's rich as Croesus either.
During that same news piece they said that in a poll more than 20% of Americans believed Obama was not born in the USA.... those must be the same people who believed he is a Muslim, a terrorist, or gay.... I mean my God what the hell are they putting in the water down there....Are some Americans so un educated and naive that they would honestly believe the crap that is spewed out by the Republicans and media....no wonder then the country is in such dire straits... I personally believe that Barak Obama is a good president in spite of some insurmountable hurdles he had handed to him upon taking office.... I don't think anyone could have done any better or as much as he has for the ordinary Americans.
But enough about American politics...why talk about them when we have our own writhing snake pit of back stabbers and shit flingers right here at home...
I am desperate to be rid of Stephan Harper, but the alternatives are abysmal...to say the least... Ignatief....well he may be capable of running the country but he personally does not strike a cord with me...while Jack Layton, I have a lot of connection with, but since he has never even been the official opposition, I am a bit concerned with his abilities to run the country...The same, magnified ten times for Elizabeth May of the green party...and I would like to first see her stand on other issues besides green house gas and carbon recapture...does she have the skill needed to keep the government going...
Robert and I voted in the advance polls on Monday..so it's all over but for the weeping...I only pray the Helmet head Harper doesn't get a majority...because he has run the country for the past 4.5 years with a minority but acted like he had majority...god help us if he actually gets the majority...
I just do not understand why conservative governments have to run the country's deficit up so high...when Liberal governments don't....and the old argument that the conservatives start more social programs doesn't hold water anymore because it is well known fact that since Harper has been in office programs have been cut not added.
In the Agriculture industry...government programs have literally dried up...they no longer exist and the few that still do in name only...have been changed to ensure that no one qualifies for the subsidy...no one... but they do still charge you a fee for filling out the mandatory forms...only to tell you, you did not qualify...and those fees add up to over 3oo. per year...doesn't sound like much but...it's still 300. dollars I would rather not spend. and no we don't get the fee back when we are told we don't qualify... so it turns out we pay to be rejected...
Anyway, enough politics....I can only say that the second week of may is going to seem like a piece of paradise to me, once we no longer have to endure the constant update of the Royal Wedding and the bloody election.. and then there is the hockey...well best not get me started....there's something else the Americans have totally fucked up for us...geez...let them in to play and they completely take over, changing the rules and shit like that...somebody should shove Gary Betman in a dark closet and lose the key....Winnipeg needs to get their team back .... Remember the days when two CANADIAN teams got to play for the Stanley cup..... boy those were the days....
Splendor
April 27, 2011
April 20, 2011
Light at the End of a very Long Tunnel
Sounds kind of dramatic I know but it is a pretty dramatic moment...I am going to risk jinxing myself and say...I have finished THE DAMNED genealogy project for Roberts cousin. It's boxed up and ready to go to the copy house...then I just have to put it all into binders and arrange delivery...if they ask me if they can pay me for my trouble this time...I am not going to turn them down...but they may be aghast at how much they would actually owe me if they were paying by the hour...but a few hundred bucks will cover my costs...paper, binder, computer ink....that won't even include the hours I spent researching and printing things off and sourcing maps and census records and hand writing records that nearly illegible...I zoom them up big on the computer and then transcribe them onto blank forms. It takes hours...but without the information on those hard to read documents I would not get nearly as far in my researching. So it is nearly the end...and I am sooooooo glad...
This fall, I am going bite the bullet and tackle the CONKLIN book...I have procrastinated long enough and done every other family tree into a book but this mother sized one...there is binders full of info and I will have to weed it down to the most interesting and print that off.
The anti-inflammatory meds made me so sick to my stomach that I decided the pain in my ankle was easier to live with than constant nausea and diarrhea...I already have a mild case of that all week from the osteoporosis drug they make me take once a week to build my bones...it just starts to wear off by Friday night and then I take it again on Sunday...so not much of a reprieve...but along with the anti-inflam....it was hell...Robert made me stop taking them, but I still ice my ankle...but did not stop the treadmill...I was just too worried about losing my momentum... I am still waiting for the appointment to be made with an orthopedic doctor...
The missing kitten is back...and I am wondering why I missed him...the little fucker has found some cocky attitude while he was away and now...flaunts his badness in my face...like taking the bird nest out of the tree on the deck and then jumping up onto the windowsill to make sure I see him in the act...today I opened the greenhouse to let some of the hot air escape and when I went just now to close it up...all the little baby lettuce plants that were growing in container have been eaten off and the reason I can't blame it on mice...is the that there is gray cat hair and foot prints in the soil....he was sitting on top of the fence just outside the green house catching the last few rays of sunshine before dusk fell... %#^%(&^(*U that's me pulling my hair out....now I will have to spend time putting wire over the window vents and find someway to block the door...what a little dick...
Heading to the city tomorrow maybe catch a movie...great I get Robert to leave home and there is no good movies to see right now...
Well I worked feverishly all day to finish that genie stuff and haven't had supper yet...and it's after 9 pm... not good for the blood sugar...so off I go to have food.
whoooo hoooo new painting here I come...freed up some time now boy O boy....
This fall, I am going bite the bullet and tackle the CONKLIN book...I have procrastinated long enough and done every other family tree into a book but this mother sized one...there is binders full of info and I will have to weed it down to the most interesting and print that off.
The anti-inflammatory meds made me so sick to my stomach that I decided the pain in my ankle was easier to live with than constant nausea and diarrhea...I already have a mild case of that all week from the osteoporosis drug they make me take once a week to build my bones...it just starts to wear off by Friday night and then I take it again on Sunday...so not much of a reprieve...but along with the anti-inflam....it was hell...Robert made me stop taking them, but I still ice my ankle...but did not stop the treadmill...I was just too worried about losing my momentum... I am still waiting for the appointment to be made with an orthopedic doctor...
The missing kitten is back...and I am wondering why I missed him...the little fucker has found some cocky attitude while he was away and now...flaunts his badness in my face...like taking the bird nest out of the tree on the deck and then jumping up onto the windowsill to make sure I see him in the act...today I opened the greenhouse to let some of the hot air escape and when I went just now to close it up...all the little baby lettuce plants that were growing in container have been eaten off and the reason I can't blame it on mice...is the that there is gray cat hair and foot prints in the soil....he was sitting on top of the fence just outside the green house catching the last few rays of sunshine before dusk fell... %#^%(&^(*U that's me pulling my hair out....now I will have to spend time putting wire over the window vents and find someway to block the door...what a little dick...
Heading to the city tomorrow maybe catch a movie...great I get Robert to leave home and there is no good movies to see right now...
Well I worked feverishly all day to finish that genie stuff and haven't had supper yet...and it's after 9 pm... not good for the blood sugar...so off I go to have food.
whoooo hoooo new painting here I come...freed up some time now boy O boy....
April 15, 2011
A Lot Has Happened
Well Howdy, it's been a while since I wrote last...sorry about that but it's been a bit of a gong show here this spring...with this crappy weather, the worst spring we have ever seen in Alberta, it feels, even today, like we will never see green grass and leaves again...It's snowing here for the past couple of days...and while last week we had a few nice days where there were a few bare spots of brown earth showing through the foot of snow still on the ground, it has all been buried underneath another foot of heavy wet snow in the past two days...while it is mild...sitting just below freezing...it is very depressing.and the mud is something else....
So I think the last time I wrote we had been putting the cows through the system for vaccinations and just a couple of days ago we ran them through again to sort them into different groups to put with the bulls. It is a lengthy process...the way we do it...we spend a few days reviewing each cows history, how good her calves were with different bulls and determine the best bull to mate her too this year....we make a list which also shows the number of her calf this year..because when we sort we have to make sure the cow and her calf end up in the same pen together...so we take all the babies and put them in the barn...for safe keeping...and then the rodeo starts, sorting the cows...in the mud, where your boots get stuck in the clay and you can't move...as the cows whiz past you, covering you in muck and shit in a parting shot....they act like you are going to slit their throats...and they are all bellowing so we can't hear one another and have to shout...we started at 10 am...and were finished by 7:30 pm, only stopping for 30 minutes to have a quick lunch. but it got done and we didn't have any screw ups this year...
So we did all that on Wednesday and then Thursday morning it started snowing...and Robert had to deal with the multiple groups of cattle to feed and bed now... Of course the whole job is made worse by the fact that all our corrals are over 16 yrs old and are starting to rot...broken boards and rotten posts, most of the gates don't swing anymore because the post they are mounted to is rotten or tilted..and the gate has to be drug along the ground...not so easy when there is two feet of ice built up and frozen shit, or like this past week.... inches and inches of mud with frozen earth below.
We walked to the house at the end of the day like our feet were in cased in cement shoes.
I had a doctors appointment on Tuesday...and it was enlightening. to say the least...you know how I have been complaining but my ankle since last summer, well I went to the doc to find out the result of the MRI I had gone for..and while the outcome wasn't what I had hoped for...it has given me a bit of focus, if nothing else...
I fractured my ankle last summer....the break and subsequent rough abnormal patching at that point, along with indications of a severe sprain...in the ligament and tendons...and am even now suffering from tendinitis in two of the major tendons of the foot...
My doctor, seemed surprised although it was he who had first had it exrayed when it first happened...he told me I had probably pulled a muscle...take some tylenol and rest it...and I have complained about it to him on three other visits...in which he didn't even remove my sock to look at it...neither did the other two doctors I complained to .....
so on Tuesday he asks me...which orthopedic doctor did I send you to?
I said...none...
he said, I sent you for physio therapy though didn't I?
and I said. No....I have complained about it to you and others and you have just blown me off, like I was just a whiner...
to which he says, well its tendinitis, and there is not much we can do for that....but if there is arthritis there as well, which the MRI seems to indicate...they will probably fuse your ankle bones together...to stabilize it and get rid of the pain....
and he said that, like it was a threat or he was trying to scare me into not complaining about the pain anymore... I am afraid I was a bit emotional by this point. Because I had pinned so much hope on the MRI pointing to something definitive...and it would just be a matter of fixing it and I would be better... and when he saw that I was crying he said " C-a-t-h-e-r-i-n-e, what is the matter? and Robert spoke up and asked a question...the doc answered but that made me cry more...and he said "Now why are you crying" and I finally got Pissed Off enough to say....because I can take the diabetes shit, the blood pressure shit and the LUPUS/Not LUPUS crap....but this not being able to walk and the constant pain in my ankle is the last straw...and the thought of having this problem the rest of my life is unbearable... I have wild crazy thoughts of taking a sledge hammer and breaking it clean in half so that you will have to fix it..that is how desperate I have become and you just blow it off...I have never had trouble with my feet ever...and you all just think this problem I have had for over eight months now i because I am fat...but I knew it wasn't...
Robert asked for a copy of the MRI report...and it says a lot more on it than what he even disclosed to us... Robert has asked me to find another doctor... ours is only in the clinic one day per month now, since he wants to retire..
and it shows.
so now we just wait for the clinic to contact an orthopedic guy and make an appointment. But I do not hold out much hope of finding a solution since my weight seems to be a stumbling block for most of these doctors.
I just want to point out that, as livestock owners, if we had a cow that we allowed to walk around for eight months on a broken foot, we would have been reported to SPCA....but we would never allow that anyway...either a vet would have been called to cast the leg or she would have been shot and put out of her misery....but it's apparently okay for the fat lady to walk around on a fractured ankle and perform all her farm duties...and I'm not suppose to complain...to say that I am a little disgust would be an understatement.
to be continued.....
So I think the last time I wrote we had been putting the cows through the system for vaccinations and just a couple of days ago we ran them through again to sort them into different groups to put with the bulls. It is a lengthy process...the way we do it...we spend a few days reviewing each cows history, how good her calves were with different bulls and determine the best bull to mate her too this year....we make a list which also shows the number of her calf this year..because when we sort we have to make sure the cow and her calf end up in the same pen together...so we take all the babies and put them in the barn...for safe keeping...and then the rodeo starts, sorting the cows...in the mud, where your boots get stuck in the clay and you can't move...as the cows whiz past you, covering you in muck and shit in a parting shot....they act like you are going to slit their throats...and they are all bellowing so we can't hear one another and have to shout...we started at 10 am...and were finished by 7:30 pm, only stopping for 30 minutes to have a quick lunch. but it got done and we didn't have any screw ups this year...
So we did all that on Wednesday and then Thursday morning it started snowing...and Robert had to deal with the multiple groups of cattle to feed and bed now... Of course the whole job is made worse by the fact that all our corrals are over 16 yrs old and are starting to rot...broken boards and rotten posts, most of the gates don't swing anymore because the post they are mounted to is rotten or tilted..and the gate has to be drug along the ground...not so easy when there is two feet of ice built up and frozen shit, or like this past week.... inches and inches of mud with frozen earth below.
We walked to the house at the end of the day like our feet were in cased in cement shoes.
I had a doctors appointment on Tuesday...and it was enlightening. to say the least...you know how I have been complaining but my ankle since last summer, well I went to the doc to find out the result of the MRI I had gone for..and while the outcome wasn't what I had hoped for...it has given me a bit of focus, if nothing else...
I fractured my ankle last summer....the break and subsequent rough abnormal patching at that point, along with indications of a severe sprain...in the ligament and tendons...and am even now suffering from tendinitis in two of the major tendons of the foot...
My doctor, seemed surprised although it was he who had first had it exrayed when it first happened...he told me I had probably pulled a muscle...take some tylenol and rest it...and I have complained about it to him on three other visits...in which he didn't even remove my sock to look at it...neither did the other two doctors I complained to .....
so on Tuesday he asks me...which orthopedic doctor did I send you to?
I said...none...
he said, I sent you for physio therapy though didn't I?
and I said. No....I have complained about it to you and others and you have just blown me off, like I was just a whiner...
to which he says, well its tendinitis, and there is not much we can do for that....but if there is arthritis there as well, which the MRI seems to indicate...they will probably fuse your ankle bones together...to stabilize it and get rid of the pain....
and he said that, like it was a threat or he was trying to scare me into not complaining about the pain anymore... I am afraid I was a bit emotional by this point. Because I had pinned so much hope on the MRI pointing to something definitive...and it would just be a matter of fixing it and I would be better... and when he saw that I was crying he said " C-a-t-h-e-r-i-n-e, what is the matter? and Robert spoke up and asked a question...the doc answered but that made me cry more...and he said "Now why are you crying" and I finally got Pissed Off enough to say....because I can take the diabetes shit, the blood pressure shit and the LUPUS/Not LUPUS crap....but this not being able to walk and the constant pain in my ankle is the last straw...and the thought of having this problem the rest of my life is unbearable... I have wild crazy thoughts of taking a sledge hammer and breaking it clean in half so that you will have to fix it..that is how desperate I have become and you just blow it off...I have never had trouble with my feet ever...and you all just think this problem I have had for over eight months now i because I am fat...but I knew it wasn't...
Robert asked for a copy of the MRI report...and it says a lot more on it than what he even disclosed to us... Robert has asked me to find another doctor... ours is only in the clinic one day per month now, since he wants to retire..
and it shows.
so now we just wait for the clinic to contact an orthopedic guy and make an appointment. But I do not hold out much hope of finding a solution since my weight seems to be a stumbling block for most of these doctors.
I just want to point out that, as livestock owners, if we had a cow that we allowed to walk around for eight months on a broken foot, we would have been reported to SPCA....but we would never allow that anyway...either a vet would have been called to cast the leg or she would have been shot and put out of her misery....but it's apparently okay for the fat lady to walk around on a fractured ankle and perform all her farm duties...and I'm not suppose to complain...to say that I am a little disgust would be an understatement.
to be continued.....
April 6, 2011
Just Passing Through
Just a quick little posting before I head off to throw supper on the table...casual meal tonight, soup and homemade biscuits...
I got a call last night from the daughter of a man who I loved dearly...3 years ago Robert and I drove to PG, BC to his wife's funeral...whom I also loved dearly. they were like second parents to me and never seemed to mind my hanging out at their house with their kids, I went next door to meet with their kids and walk to school together and she knew our house so well, that there would be a fourth bowl on the table and she would serve me porridge...along with her kids...mnmmmmm and when we were leaving she would hand me a bagged lunch just like her kids...
At her funeral, the kids I thought were great friends from childhood, didn't even recognize me...I guess the white hair threw them off, although they all looked just as old as I... but oddly enough, their 78 yr old dad, who had a major stroke and lost memory, recognized me the moment I knelt down in front of him at the funeral...he said CATHY ??... is that you little Cathy? .... and I said Yes...all choked up....then he said....She left me, Cathy, she left me all alone...Oh my god...we both cried...
See, I had a special bond with Barb and Howard....they gave me a special place to be part of a close family and I gave them help...I cleaned house, did dishes and performed personal aide for Barb..who suffered terribly with severe Endimetreosis...so at that time of the month she was more or less bed ridden and required someone to bring her towels (yes that is what she used for padding cause the bleeding was that bad).. and I helped...I admit it freaked me out at the time...I was scared I would bleed like that... but they appreciated it so much... I even fed the younger kids, KD and crap but it all helped...
Howard always made a fuss about my school work...heaping praise on me when I did well, which was often even if I do say so myself...he even held me up as an example to his two boys, who were my age...that must have been why we were so competitive with one another... Any way, it was all attention I never got at home...
And now Howard has passed away...and I can't be sad... I only feel happy for him...He's with Barb again...they were so close...
I can't go to the funeral this time, although I would like to have...busy with the cattle nearly every day right now... He'll understand I am sure.. Say hi to Barb for me Howard and have a sweet rest.
I got a call last night from the daughter of a man who I loved dearly...3 years ago Robert and I drove to PG, BC to his wife's funeral...whom I also loved dearly. they were like second parents to me and never seemed to mind my hanging out at their house with their kids, I went next door to meet with their kids and walk to school together and she knew our house so well, that there would be a fourth bowl on the table and she would serve me porridge...along with her kids...mnmmmmm and when we were leaving she would hand me a bagged lunch just like her kids...
At her funeral, the kids I thought were great friends from childhood, didn't even recognize me...I guess the white hair threw them off, although they all looked just as old as I... but oddly enough, their 78 yr old dad, who had a major stroke and lost memory, recognized me the moment I knelt down in front of him at the funeral...he said CATHY ??... is that you little Cathy? .... and I said Yes...all choked up....then he said....She left me, Cathy, she left me all alone...Oh my god...we both cried...
See, I had a special bond with Barb and Howard....they gave me a special place to be part of a close family and I gave them help...I cleaned house, did dishes and performed personal aide for Barb..who suffered terribly with severe Endimetreosis...so at that time of the month she was more or less bed ridden and required someone to bring her towels (yes that is what she used for padding cause the bleeding was that bad).. and I helped...I admit it freaked me out at the time...I was scared I would bleed like that... but they appreciated it so much... I even fed the younger kids, KD and crap but it all helped...
Howard always made a fuss about my school work...heaping praise on me when I did well, which was often even if I do say so myself...he even held me up as an example to his two boys, who were my age...that must have been why we were so competitive with one another... Any way, it was all attention I never got at home...
And now Howard has passed away...and I can't be sad... I only feel happy for him...He's with Barb again...they were so close...
I can't go to the funeral this time, although I would like to have...busy with the cattle nearly every day right now... He'll understand I am sure.. Say hi to Barb for me Howard and have a sweet rest.
April 2, 2011
Side B
This is the flip side of a broken record...hahahaha I whined and whined all winter about the snow and how much we wanted spring to finally arrive...and now that it sort of has....I hate it....and so does Robert....
The snow is melting but by God...you'd hardly know it...the ground is still covered completely but there is water running underneath...and the level is going down slowly...
We had to work one group of cows today..give them their vaccinations before breeding starts...so about 50 cows went through the alley...and with it melting, it was quite a slop hole.....the first five minutes I was out there...Robert shouts at me to stand at this one gate and try to cut calves away from their mothers...who were stampeding into smaller corrals for their daily feed of grain....serious business don't ya know...god help anyone who gets in their way...a couple of braver older cows tip toed their way past me...at first...but then the push was on and a big group of them all came at once....I never got any calves cut away...but I did get covered in shit...that's right cold wet soupy muddy shit...my face...hat, sunglasses, hoody, pants... all I could say was thank God I had my mouth shut for once...and never swallowed any...
We moved the cows further down the alley system and into the working corral...I have the job of sorting the cows and rushing them up the circular alleyway to the squeeze chute...where they are caught and the sides of the chute press in with a lever to keep them from jumping around and hurting themselves...Robert administers the two shots and they are released...to go back with their calves...we had about 20 head done when they stopped coming up the alley..and I had to go back into one of the worse soup holes on the farm...the ground has been dug away from all the cattle passing through this spot...and there is a big dip there where spring run off collects...I tip toed my way to the back there...hanging onto the plank fence as I went so I didn't get stuck in the muck...or slip on the ice beneath it...quietly moved the group of cows that were left up toward the alleyway...and most of them just nicely headed up the alley themselves...but this one stupid black angus bitch..oh no she couldn't wait her turn and rather than stand nicesly she turns back...gives me the old zig zag move and rushes past me...right through the shit hole...and you guessed it...soaked me all over again...only by this time in the nice weather I had removed my already shit covered hoody and was wearing my nice clean T shirt underneath... I'll be lucky if all the stains come out...Robert laughed his ass off....and kept pointing at my back....so I craned my neck around to see what he saw...but couldn't...and made him tell me what was so bloody funny....and apparently it was just the pattern of the splatter...my front was completely covered...with the big round blotches being no more than a couple of inches apart...my hair, hat sunglasses, shirt, pants and boots...covered, but just on front...the back of me was prestine....what the hell was so funny about that I don't know... and I waved my 3 ft piece of orange hose, that I use to intimidate the cows with, at Robert and much to my surprise and later humour...a big shitty blotch of wet snow flew out of the hollow end and landed right smack dab between his eyes.... I mean.....hahahaha I couldn't have aimed any better if I had tried...hahahahha of course I had to start running right away...but with all the snow there was no where to go...that there wasn't more shit so he caught up to me in no time and we both fell into the snow...where he, and this is how he put it...."was just trying to help my wash my face off " by rubbing it in the wet cold snow...which much to his horror later, had kind of crystalized...and was quite sharp... so now I have two cuts on my face one across my nose and the other just under my left eye...hahahaha they sting... and his guilt alone should be worth a meal out....
It was all in good fun though and...we get to do it all again tomorrow when we run the younger group of cows through, plus all 11 bulls....
Needless to say, now that I am in the house, clothes in the washing machine and me just out of the shower....with my stinging face, inflamed knees and slightly sun burned ears....it's not nearly so funny.....owwwweeeee...
Robert did a great thing two days ago for me, to make up for screwing up again.....poor guy, he doesn't think before he speaks...
On the phone with a dear friend of ours...(my neighbours from my first farm who have retired now) we had called her for her birthday...Robert made the mistake of telling her we couldn't even get into our greenhouse yet never mind have plants started like she does....so she jumped on that and told him we didn't have to start any tomato plants she would give us lots.... In the back ground..I am making the slicing motion across the throat..to tell him to say no...but he thanks her and keeps on talking...so when he gets off the phone...I have my $100. worth of garden seed sitting on the table...and the packets of tomato seed and cucumber and pepper seeds there as well...and said I wanted to start my own...it is one of the few things I still enjoy doing in the garden is starting my own plants from seed...the challenge...etc....
So I don't know what will happen...but after last year where I had way to many tomato plants and we were supplying half the country with ripe tomatoes...I vowed to only plant a few plants this year....special ones...and I am sticking to that...and refusing to fill my garden with tomato plants and nothing else....so when she brings us two dozen plants (and I know she will) it will be Robert problem what to do with them...
I was a little frosted to say the least...nothing new there I know...but really...I asked him....do you even know me.... what is the one thing I have done every year of the nearly 18 we have been married....I always start my own plants no matter what the weather is like... and said...Thanks Robert...cause now I am going to come across as a bitch when I am less that ecstatic with getting her plants...
Took some pictures this morning....with this stupid camera...
Enjoy...
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| Geese wondering where the real water is. |
The snow is melting but by God...you'd hardly know it...the ground is still covered completely but there is water running underneath...and the level is going down slowly...
We had to work one group of cows today..give them their vaccinations before breeding starts...so about 50 cows went through the alley...and with it melting, it was quite a slop hole.....the first five minutes I was out there...Robert shouts at me to stand at this one gate and try to cut calves away from their mothers...who were stampeding into smaller corrals for their daily feed of grain....serious business don't ya know...god help anyone who gets in their way...a couple of braver older cows tip toed their way past me...at first...but then the push was on and a big group of them all came at once....I never got any calves cut away...but I did get covered in shit...that's right cold wet soupy muddy shit...my face...hat, sunglasses, hoody, pants... all I could say was thank God I had my mouth shut for once...and never swallowed any...
We moved the cows further down the alley system and into the working corral...I have the job of sorting the cows and rushing them up the circular alleyway to the squeeze chute...where they are caught and the sides of the chute press in with a lever to keep them from jumping around and hurting themselves...Robert administers the two shots and they are released...to go back with their calves...we had about 20 head done when they stopped coming up the alley..and I had to go back into one of the worse soup holes on the farm...the ground has been dug away from all the cattle passing through this spot...and there is a big dip there where spring run off collects...I tip toed my way to the back there...hanging onto the plank fence as I went so I didn't get stuck in the muck...or slip on the ice beneath it...quietly moved the group of cows that were left up toward the alleyway...and most of them just nicely headed up the alley themselves...but this one stupid black angus bitch..oh no she couldn't wait her turn and rather than stand nicesly she turns back...gives me the old zig zag move and rushes past me...right through the shit hole...and you guessed it...soaked me all over again...only by this time in the nice weather I had removed my already shit covered hoody and was wearing my nice clean T shirt underneath... I'll be lucky if all the stains come out...Robert laughed his ass off....and kept pointing at my back....so I craned my neck around to see what he saw...but couldn't...and made him tell me what was so bloody funny....and apparently it was just the pattern of the splatter...my front was completely covered...with the big round blotches being no more than a couple of inches apart...my hair, hat sunglasses, shirt, pants and boots...covered, but just on front...the back of me was prestine....what the hell was so funny about that I don't know... and I waved my 3 ft piece of orange hose, that I use to intimidate the cows with, at Robert and much to my surprise and later humour...a big shitty blotch of wet snow flew out of the hollow end and landed right smack dab between his eyes.... I mean.....hahahaha I couldn't have aimed any better if I had tried...hahahahha of course I had to start running right away...but with all the snow there was no where to go...that there wasn't more shit so he caught up to me in no time and we both fell into the snow...where he, and this is how he put it...."was just trying to help my wash my face off " by rubbing it in the wet cold snow...which much to his horror later, had kind of crystalized...and was quite sharp... so now I have two cuts on my face one across my nose and the other just under my left eye...hahahaha they sting... and his guilt alone should be worth a meal out....
It was all in good fun though and...we get to do it all again tomorrow when we run the younger group of cows through, plus all 11 bulls....
Needless to say, now that I am in the house, clothes in the washing machine and me just out of the shower....with my stinging face, inflamed knees and slightly sun burned ears....it's not nearly so funny.....owwwweeeee...
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| Robert makin coffee this morning |
Robert did a great thing two days ago for me, to make up for screwing up again.....poor guy, he doesn't think before he speaks...
On the phone with a dear friend of ours...(my neighbours from my first farm who have retired now) we had called her for her birthday...Robert made the mistake of telling her we couldn't even get into our greenhouse yet never mind have plants started like she does....so she jumped on that and told him we didn't have to start any tomato plants she would give us lots.... In the back ground..I am making the slicing motion across the throat..to tell him to say no...but he thanks her and keeps on talking...so when he gets off the phone...I have my $100. worth of garden seed sitting on the table...and the packets of tomato seed and cucumber and pepper seeds there as well...and said I wanted to start my own...it is one of the few things I still enjoy doing in the garden is starting my own plants from seed...the challenge...etc....
So I don't know what will happen...but after last year where I had way to many tomato plants and we were supplying half the country with ripe tomatoes...I vowed to only plant a few plants this year....special ones...and I am sticking to that...and refusing to fill my garden with tomato plants and nothing else....so when she brings us two dozen plants (and I know she will) it will be Robert problem what to do with them...
I was a little frosted to say the least...nothing new there I know...but really...I asked him....do you even know me.... what is the one thing I have done every year of the nearly 18 we have been married....I always start my own plants no matter what the weather is like... and said...Thanks Robert...cause now I am going to come across as a bitch when I am less that ecstatic with getting her plants...
Took some pictures this morning....with this stupid camera...
Enjoy...
March 28, 2011
Missing Season
I am lamenting again, the non existent spring here...we have, in spite of slightly milder temperatures still 2 feet of snow covering every inch of the ground. Every few days it flurries just enough to cover the deck and then that melts but never the 2 feet of compressed snow underneath...ugh...Everyone is depressed and grouchy...it has been a long miserable winter and it looks to last right into full blown summer...one day there will still be snow on the ground and then a big wind will blow in over night and whammo it will be summer with balmy =20 temps and flooding everywhere. Lucky for us we live on a big hill...hahaha
I have been chronicling my health issues since being taken off all the meds...and ah hell I don't want to even write about it anymore...soooo sick of it all. so I won't..
we heard crows for the first time in months just the other day but no sign of any geese or ducks yet. soon though I would imagine.
I am busy doing nothing...reading, pulling my hair out over the income tax scramble again this year...Robert has such a willy nilly way of leaving the invoices laying around the place...that I have to go with a bag in hand and walk through all the buildings looking for receipts...I have found invoices for salt, equipment parts and fuel in the barn, the garage, the truck and his bathroom...It pisses me off that I have to go on this Easter egg hunt every year to make sure I have all the receipts for stuff we bought...Oh yes, I have bitched at him and he gets that whipped puppy dog look on his face as if butter wouldn't melt....and then a week later he's doing it again...the man has a short memory.. or is a glutton for punishment...so I had to do the same thing with his crop insurance premiums and payout things...even the accountant was confused....and I had to come home with a big fat F for fail on my head because the numbers weren't right....and spent the next day and a half digging through Roberts files...(I use that term loosely) so I could redo my work and fax it to the accountant. I resent the extra time it took...and I may make him take me to a movie in payment.... But I once again shake my head at how I got stuck doing this job..I hate accounting...and definitely don't remember volunteering for the position. I do believe it was a matter of assignment by omission...I omitted to say NO so it was assumed I would do it.... or something like that...
I never thought I would crave grass to mow so badly...but there you have it...I miss mowing grass and weeding flower beds sooooo much...
It's a noisy day here to day....there are 5, yes five female cats all in heat and no Tom Cat around.... the snow has kept the Tom's bound to their own yards and they have not done much wandering this winter...I was tempted to shovel a path to one particular neighbours yard so that their orange tabby Tom would make his way to our place since I love orange kitties...and it has been years since we had anything but grey or black...but now we are limited to which ever one owns snow shoes...hahahahahaha Not sure how I will get to sleep, with the horny sluts yowling up a storm out on the deck all night. I chase them away but it doesn't last and before long they are back. Maybe one of the bunnies hopping around the yard at night will service them...hahaha had that happen once...the kittens were all born looking like normal kittens...but they never reproduced themselves...
Well it's a slow news day when I start talking about horny cats. Let's hope I have more to write about next time.
I have been chronicling my health issues since being taken off all the meds...and ah hell I don't want to even write about it anymore...soooo sick of it all. so I won't..
we heard crows for the first time in months just the other day but no sign of any geese or ducks yet. soon though I would imagine.
I am busy doing nothing...reading, pulling my hair out over the income tax scramble again this year...Robert has such a willy nilly way of leaving the invoices laying around the place...that I have to go with a bag in hand and walk through all the buildings looking for receipts...I have found invoices for salt, equipment parts and fuel in the barn, the garage, the truck and his bathroom...It pisses me off that I have to go on this Easter egg hunt every year to make sure I have all the receipts for stuff we bought...Oh yes, I have bitched at him and he gets that whipped puppy dog look on his face as if butter wouldn't melt....and then a week later he's doing it again...the man has a short memory.. or is a glutton for punishment...so I had to do the same thing with his crop insurance premiums and payout things...even the accountant was confused....and I had to come home with a big fat F for fail on my head because the numbers weren't right....and spent the next day and a half digging through Roberts files...(I use that term loosely) so I could redo my work and fax it to the accountant. I resent the extra time it took...and I may make him take me to a movie in payment.... But I once again shake my head at how I got stuck doing this job..I hate accounting...and definitely don't remember volunteering for the position. I do believe it was a matter of assignment by omission...I omitted to say NO so it was assumed I would do it.... or something like that...
I never thought I would crave grass to mow so badly...but there you have it...I miss mowing grass and weeding flower beds sooooo much...
It's a noisy day here to day....there are 5, yes five female cats all in heat and no Tom Cat around.... the snow has kept the Tom's bound to their own yards and they have not done much wandering this winter...I was tempted to shovel a path to one particular neighbours yard so that their orange tabby Tom would make his way to our place since I love orange kitties...and it has been years since we had anything but grey or black...but now we are limited to which ever one owns snow shoes...hahahahahaha Not sure how I will get to sleep, with the horny sluts yowling up a storm out on the deck all night. I chase them away but it doesn't last and before long they are back. Maybe one of the bunnies hopping around the yard at night will service them...hahaha had that happen once...the kittens were all born looking like normal kittens...but they never reproduced themselves...
Well it's a slow news day when I start talking about horny cats. Let's hope I have more to write about next time.
March 20, 2011
One Project finally Finished
I finished my latest painting today... I have, I am embarrassed to say, been working on this one since last July...I had the background completed but was procrastinating about adding the people...since I have never painted people before...I did deliberate as to what position to have them in to match my skill level and chose to put them walking away...less features to worry about I thought... so all in all it didn't turn out too bad...
This painting was finished in early July, but with the work on the murphy bed taking place just after that I wasn't sure if I bragged about this one or not...so I am adding it today...they both, of course still need to be varnished, which will enhance the colours and brighten them up considerably. but the they have to cure for a couple of months before that happens...well the one does anyway.
It is blowing and snowing a veritable blizzard out side...but luckily the temperature is at 0... but there is still a wind chill...
The new meds for bone growth is a drag.... there was purging and now a general feeling of nausea....bloating and blah......blah blah blah....
I had a humiliating thing happen to me a couple of days ago, while filling the prescription for the Fossomax (bone growth drug)... while the pharmacist asked me to list my health issues...(she was updating my file)...I became overwhelmed by all the things that are happening to me and broke down...yes...the ugly lip quivering cry and tears...I believe there was even sobbing... thankfully there was a bit of privacy..since they do have a small cubicle that you can have pharmaceutical consults with the pharmacists in... I was surprised by my emotional state, since I thought I was handling it all fairly well...hahahahaha.... I guess I will have to send Robert to the pharmacy for a few weeks until I get over my embarrassment...
Any way enjoy the paintings...and to see others check out my gallery at flickr...just click on the link on the right side of this posting...c u at my gallery.
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