Thursday, August 28, 2008


It has rained. And rained, and rained. I am so very happy. I can hear my grass growing. We have been in a pretty bad dry spell. This rain is welcomed with open arms. Usually Thursdays I work on the ever impressive laundry. But since there is cloudy weather, there's no need to even think about hanging something outside. It will never get dry.

I think today I will focus on organizing all my closets. I've needed to do it. I also am cleaning my living room carpet. It gets horribly dirty. I am also going to draw up my plans for my chicken coup.

I want about 3-4 chickens. that would give me 21 eggs a week. Man! I better get to cooking. Eggs are one thing you can not freeze. But I guess I will learn how to pickle them. YUCK! I know, but my husband likes them. I'm not excited about pickling eggs, but will try it for him. And the fact that I hate to waste anything.

Now it's off to feed the bottle calf (next Tuesday's post). Then to run (trying to loose weight again). Then to clean the carpet. Big FUN!

Monday, August 25, 2008


I don't know that I've posted any pictures of any rodeos. This is a huge part of our life, and I should have posted some action shots.

This is a picture of one of our traveling partners. Many rodeos are far away, we hook up with other families who travel, and make it a group effort. This is a bullrider.

The bullrider straps himself to a bull with a rope. He wears a protective helmet, and vest. He also wears spurs and chaps. Bullriders take a ton of beating, and complain very little about it. On the bull is of course the bull riders rope, and a flank rope. This goes around the bull's belly, and is there to enhance the bull's natural talents. Most of the time flank ropes are not tight at all. I've sat in the bleachers at many rodeos, and listened to the spectators around me. They comment that the ropes are tight, or are there to injure the bull to make him mad. However, this couldn't be further than the truth. Take a string, and tie it around your finger. feels weird uh? That's the same as putting a flank rope on a bull. Oh and trust me. You don't want to injure your bulls. They are usually more expensive then the truck and trailer they rode in on. And some bulls just don't like people being in the ring with them. We have one that will let you scratch his head in the pasture. But in the arena...he will grind you into the dirt.

Mutton busting:
I don't have any pictures of Jimmy riding. Holy geesh!!! Next rodeo, I'll have some. My parents should be there. The reason why I don't have any is that I help put him on his sheep every time. SO I'm more concerned about yelling for him to hold on and pull up on his rope. But I'm sure they will get some good shots for me. This one is of me reloading the sheep whenever we we the stock contractors at a local arena.

So that's the rodeo. (At least all the pictures that I have.) I'll post some more in 2 weeks.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

New start!

OK, My friend NCDarlingDeere, I'm blogging again. I am giving you all scouts honor that I will post something 2 days a week. I know what you are saying--"yeah right". But truly I will I PROMISE. I figure that since I have no job, and no prospect of one on the horizon, that I should add some form of structure back into my life (besides feeding schedules). So I will be giving you a new entry every Tuesday and Thursday. So here's today's:

When does it end? We had a 2 day rodeo last weekend, and it's taken 3 days to get all the laundry done. And Thursday is my "regular" laundry day. I had to get all the weekend laundry done, along with all the laundry from taking the camper (sheets, towels, etc).

I'm trying to conserve energy/money, and so it's to the clothes line we go after all the washing is done on each load. Speaking of that, I need to start turning off the ac. I better check the weather for temps.

And ironing. My grandma constantly says that she has ironing to do. Gosh, so do I. I hate that I hate wrinkles. I love shirts that are literally crispy sounding. I let all the jean dry on the line. If I do that then I don't have to starch and iron them--thank goodness. So have about 2000 shirts to iron, some starched, some not.

So off I go. I've got 2 hours before feeding time that means 10 shirts. At least that's my goal.