It's SO freezing today, isn't it? And then the storm hits tomorrow - you guys are getting hit with the same thing as us, right? Big snowstorm....
I think the big snowstorm slipped south of us this time. No snow in our forecast, just a lot of howling wind (they're still saying gusts to 60 today) and cold for the next couple days. Colder than normal, I mean. Then back to "normal" cold after the weekend.
Such is life at the moment--silly little things...and then you guys have to intrude with your stories of truckloads of stuff to haul and hours-long waits, minus degrees outside all day and stock to feed, days and days of work with no breaks, and traveling in ice storms.....
You think that's bad, the other day I was moaning and groaning on my cow forum about how I wasn't sure my cows were actually bred (oh, woe is me), when some poor lady posted that she came out to feed and milk her cow and found her dead. I felt pretty silly for being upset my cow might not be pregnant. At least my cows are alive. And both pregnant, after all, as it turns out.
You need to adopt my fall back solution to cold weather and wind (although not nearly as cold as you SD cold) and gather up all those kitties and go back to be with a layer of cats--they are really good at sharing warm kitty love.
I do have Itty Bitty Kitty to keep my face and most of the front of me warm.
She's like that alien thing in the Alien movie, the one that attached to the people's faces and wouldn't let go. But Itty Bitty is warm and soft and furry, and totally enjoyable to wear on my face (except when she decides to bite me, which she does randomly - they're love bites, but they still hurt). I wish I could have worn her out to the barns yesterday for chores, but she no stoopid - she stayed in the house where it's nice and warm.
Originally Posted by StrykersPerson View Post
What? I missed that?
Lannie, I need help here.
You are my new favorite farmer.
What does Kenny have against cows?
He's just NOT RIGHT!
No, I can understand being tired of taking care of hundreds of cows. It's bad enough with my five right now. In the summer, it's way easier! In winter, there's hauling hay, forking plops (or chipping them up with a pick), shoveling snow... The wind yesterday blew a big drift across the gate out to the pasture, outside of which is the Giant Poop Pile. I've had Cricket and her tumor locked in the barn the last few days, but I had to go out with a load of crap last night and when I got the loaded wheelbarrow out of the barn, I realized I couldn't get to the poop pile, so I had to dump it just outside the barn door. When I asked Rich if he could get the Bobcat around there to clear that drift away, he said no, it was too far through the trees, which have big deep drifts between them, so I'm going to have to hand shovel all that snow. I haven't recovered from the LAST time I had to shovel out that drift. (Beware, rant mode on.) It really pisses me off that we have a Bobcat now that actually WORKS, but I'm still shoveling waist high drifts of snow by hand. And not just ANY snow, oh no, this snow has been hammered down hard by the wind so that you can walk on the top of it and only sink down about an inch. The wheelbarrow is heavier, though, and just runs into the snow and stops, so I can't get through unless I shovel it all clear. It'll have to be cut out in blocks and then pitched out of the way. And Rich complains about how hard he works. Sometimes I have to bite my lip so hard it bleeds, so as not to say something nasty to him when he's complaining. The shoveling used to be HIS job, I'm supposed to take care of the cows and the house, but now I do all his heavy work because he can't anymore. But he still complains. (And so do I, apparently, but not to him.)
OK. Rant off.
So I had to look up where Faith is.
"Faith is a city in the northeastern corner of Meade County, South Dakota, United States. The population was 421 at the 2010 census."
Looks a bit small--is that your closest metropolitan area?
Looks like its (only?) claim to fame is Sue.
"The most complete Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton known, Sue, was discovered about 15 miles northeast of Faith in August 1990."
Was she between you and Faith, or off in the opposite direction?
Yup, that's our "metro" area. The post office is there, we're lucky they bring the mail out to us, I guess. I don't know where Sue was discovered, exactly, that was before we moved out here. We did go to see her once, but when we got there, found out it's just a plaster cast. The actual skeleton is in Chicago or something. What a rip-off! A plaster cast! I wanted to see the actual fossilized bones.
It's supposed to be cold, windy and rainy this weekend but I'll still try to get at least 1 or 2 hikes with Mocha in, plus I'm going to drop my Escape off at the Ford dealership (hopefully tomorrow, or Tuesday) so they can replace my rear brakes. Ford did a real number, the front brakes are disk brakes which I can sorta do LOL, but the rear brakes are drums and I don't even want to try that, no sir.
When I was 17 or 18, just out of high school and in the beginning of my drag racing days, one of my buddies took the brake apart on the right side of my '69 Coronet (they were all drum brakes), set all pieces out on the floor of the garage, and then told me to put it back together.
He told me to take off the other wheel and tire, and use the intact brake as a guide. I got it all back together the first time, and my only mistake was I had the star-wheel adjuster backward, so he showed me how it was supposed to go, and that was that. I started taking my brakes apart and putting them back together until I could do it in my sleep, and from there it went to the engine compartment. I could strip down that little 318 to the heads and put it back together. That was really something, for a GURL!
It was good experience, though, and for years afterward I could do my own repair work on my car. Then the car manufacturers started putting EPA stuff on them and inventing new hoses and wires for things, until by the time I had my '82 Trans Am, I couldn't even FIND the engine block. Changing the spark plugs proved to be beyond my ability, and I gave up wrenching. Now if something doesn't work, I might have an idea what's broken, but NO CLUE how to fix it.
Oh, and AJ, my diffenbachia is coming back, I think. I must have just really shocked it. I noticed the leaf stems were a little less floppy yesterday, like they were finally taking up some water, so I got Rich to make me a longer stick, and I tied them up, so if they DO firm up, they won't be permanently hanging over the side of the pot. So far so good. I'm misting it several times a day.
Funny thing is I'm using the cat squirt bottle to do it. The spray adjusts from fine mist to jet stream (that's what I use on naughty cats), so when I think to mist the plant, and pick up the bottle, the cats all scatter! ROFL! It's pretty hysterical!