40 Degrees and Lovin’ It!

Can you say Spring Fever!?!

Today it (finally!) reached a glorious 40 degrees and the sun was shining! February weather was kind of a bugger and we’ve been looking forward to some warmer days.

This morning we had a couple visitors stop in as we finished up chores. It tends to slow up chores when we have company, but we love to visit, so we really don’t mind.

Roger, a gentleman in his 80’s, stops in pretty regularly to visit and see how his Jersey cows and young stock are doing. We enjoy his visits and he keeps us up to date with the latest coffee shop news.

Neighbors of ours also stopped in for a visit. They, too, were heading to a farm auction this morning. We haven’t been to a sale in awhile, and while this sale bill didn’t hold many items of interest to us, one thing piqued our curiosity.

A brooder house.

We have a dozen or so laying chickens that roam free around our farm. In one of our buildings we have some nesting boxes for them to lay their eggs in, but a brooder house might make a better home for them.

Here Nichole is checking our nesting boxes for eggs
Here Nichole is checking our nesting boxes for eggs
Even in the snow, the chickens love to roam free!
Even in the snow, the chickens love to roam free!

Well, they had quite a crowd at the sale. I think everyone was ready to get out of the house and get some fresh air.

Since I now live an hour from where I grew up, I have found that sales are often a place where you will see friends you may not see very often, and have time to catch up with what’s been happening.

Today I had fun talking with Ron, a friend of mine from my hometown. I used to work with his wife Dawn and it’s always fun to hear what’s new going on in their world.

They run a fun little operation called Country Boy Salvage and I love keeping up with them on their blog. Check it out when you get a chance.

Sweeney Auction Co

The brooder house they sold wasn’t quite what we had in mind, but my friend Ron was confident he knew where I might find a couple for sale. Woo hoo! Networking strikes again (smiles!).

After spending a couple three hours or so watching items sell, catching up with friends and enjoying the fresh air, we headed back towards home.

On the way, we stopped at Norby’s, the local farm and home store, to get some supplies. I didn’t get twenty feet inside the door before I was mesmerized by the tall display of new seed packets!

Oh…. the possibilities  🙂

Ya see, seed packet displays are almost as fun as book stores! It’s hard for me to break away from the force field once I get drawn in!

I stand there looking at all the new varieties that I didn’t even know existed! Snake gourds? Miniature pumpkins on a stick? Gourds with necks as long and straight as canes? Those would be fun to paint!!!

And along comes the dream of an acre of garden… covered in pumpkin vines, gourd vines, melon vines, rows and rows of carrots and grean beans and peppers and tomatoes, and not a weed in sight!!!!

Of course I’m just dreaming…     sighhhhhhhh. If that was all I had to do. Dan just shakes his head at me. And smiles.

That didn’t stop me from picking out a dozen or so new adventures, though!

A girl has to have hope, right? And I always hope, year after year, for a nice big spot to grow my pumpkins! This year I’m going to hope for enough space to grow all these fun gourds too!

Don't they look like FUN!?!
Don’t they look like FUN!?!

When I got home, the Spring fever kicked in again. I reached onto my shelf of gardening tools and gloves, and fertilizer and pots. And out came my trays to start some seeds. Ohhhh, it’s so exciting!

And I want to get Reed to help me too! I’m super excited about that! I think he will enjoy watching them grow and I know he will love helping me put them in the ground when it’s time!

Ceramic planters

Here are a couple little planters I picked up at second hand stores last year. Aren’t they cute?

I brought them in and washed them up and started dreaming of what cute little flowers I might plant in them. I have them all ready for when I go to the greenhouses this spring 🙂

While I was at Norby’s they had some spray paint on display. I couldn’t resist picking out a couple cans, not even knowing what exactly I would use them for! Obviously, their marketing is working, haha!

Planters

Here are a few things I also had stuck away on my gardening shelf. I think they’re both good candidates for the spray paint I picked up.

The Spring Fever was kicking into overdrive as I imagined all of the things I could decorate my new perennial garden with!

My daydreaming came to a halt, though, as I was finished washing dishes… Dan stuck his head in the kitchen to see if I could come out and help for awhile.

Dan, Reed, Chelsey and Jason had started processing some of our smaller calves. I headed out to lend a hand with the bigger ones as we dehorned and gave vaccination shots. It always goes smoother with more hands and I was happy to help.

It was kind of a rodeo today though, with the pens getting sloppy and the ice underneath where it hadn’t thawed yet. The calves had a little Spring Fever too as they kicked up their heels, running laps around the pens.

In a couple hours we had them all done and it was time for chores. Dan put a new grader blade on my skid loader bucket so I was anxious to get out there and get the lot scraped clean.

It really does feel like Spring is just right around the corner today. And then comes Summer!

 

 

 

Road Trips and Reminiscing…

Friday started like any other day around here. We were up early for chores and I worked outside until it was time for Reed to go to school.

After getting my extra hugs and kisses, I dropped him off at preschool, came home, got cleaned up and packed my bag for the night. I was excited to get on the road to my friend’s house.

A few weeks ago she had invited me to go to a dinner theatre show with her in Minnesota. I was so excited! I love to go to performances of most any kind, and it happened to fall at a time when my husband would be busy at a wrestling tournament.

It was good catching up on the couple hour ride to Minnesota. We stopped about half way to take in a little shopping. We particularly enjoyed one shop called Urban Vintage, and marveled at all of the rustic items and functional decorations! Such cute uses for everyday things! We had quite a few “I can do that myself” moments.

Back on the road and into the city we went. It always amazes me how many businesses and restaurants there are… and I wonder with so many choices, how can they all survive?

We passed the first Casino I ever gambled at. I had just turned 18 and I had taken a trip with my mom and two sisters. I can’t remember what we went to Minnesota to do, but I can’t forget how I won, hand over fist, on one lucky slot machine!

I would win anywhere from $75 to 100 dollars, cash out, put in another ten or twenty, only to do the same again. I had quite a few tickets in my hand before my sisters found me!

And I remember they had a security person come stand by the machine so I could take a bathroom break! I cashed in my tickets before hitting the bathroom and felt like a bank robber as I counted the cash in that bathroom stall! And when I returned to my machine, I won just as much money as when I had left.

Boy, what an impression gambling made on me! Ha ha!

Speaking of casinos…The last time my friend and I had taken a trip, we stayed at a hotel casino in Illinois. We had drove through pouring rain and arrived over 2 hours later than we had planned.

It was nearing Midnight and I was sure she would say, “Let’s just go to bed”, but she surprised me and said “Let’s go!” And down to the casino we went!

We each had given ourselves an allowance and played several machines before we stopped to watch a guy who was winning on a Wheel of Fortune machine.

I always liked to watch those games. When the lights would flash and the machine would blare WHEEL!     OF!      FORTUNE!!!!!     and the big wheel at the top would start to spin!!!

As we stood there watching, she said, “When we come back in the morning, I want to try this machine”, pointing to the one I was standing next to. I studied it a little to see what it took to win on it.

We were coming back in the morning? Hmm. I hadn’t planned on that.

I had reached my $40 limit already, but pulled out a 20 dollar bill and said. “I have a 20, do you want to play?” and she said “Nah, I’ll wait til morning.” So I looked at the machine again and said “Do you mind if I play it then?” (Not figuring on coming back in the morning) and she said “Sure, I don’t care.”

It wasn’t long before I got in my rhythm of betting the maximum only every so often when I thought it would hit. Slowly I was racking up the credits.

And this machine was fun, I mean really fun! Once in a while, it would give you a winning combination, and then go crazy, spinning over and over, doubling, sometimes tripling the original winnings!

Soon, the guys we had been watching at Wheel of Fortune had turned their chairs, looking to see what our shrieks were all about! This idle machine had come to life, lighting up over and over with matching reels!

I was up over $700 before I saw my luck beginning to fade. We looked at each other and agreed it was time to quit.

I hit the cash out button and we headed to the teller window. What a thrill! And what a great beginning to our trip!

Winning made our trip that much more enjoyable.

Our next stop was in Holland, Michigan for the Tulip Festival. That year Spring had come early, and I joked that the “Tulip Tour” we took was more like a “Stem Tour!”

We had a great time shopping though, and I came home with three reminders of our trip.

I bought four 3′ Tulips that had been welded and brightly painted. They were so happy looking! I knew right where I was going to put them!

I also purchased a Bird Feeder that was a great looking barn. It reminded me of home and our farm and I looked forward to putting it out each summer.

And the third thing I chose hangs in my kitchen. It’s a silver plated measuring spoon set embellished with scroll work and cupcakes. They hang right next to where I do my baking and make me smile every time I think about our trip!

One other treasure from our trip was a visit with my Aunt Gerry. Now this hadn’t been on the agenda, but when my friend heard me talking about my family and that they were only an hour further than our destination, she happily afforded me some time for a visit.

Aunt Gerry is a sister to my mom, and even though she’s lived in Michigan all of her married life, we stay close with her and her family.

It was so good to see her and talk with her and get our aye aye’s in. I was happy she recognized me, as it was one of her good days. 🙂

She so wished I had brought my mom along with me because she missed “Babe”.

We made up for it by calling her. And it was just like they were sitting across from each other, as I was with her, bantering back and forth.Me & GerryThat was my last visit with Gerry before she passed away.

Looking back, it amazes me… how things happen for reasons we just don’t grasp at the time. We go about our days, not thinking about the things that seem so insignificant.

And then somewhere in our minds, these moments become memories that we wish we could jump back into. Because they mean so much!

In this moment, as I think back to these happy times, I am grateful for great friends and family, that I took opportunities to spend time with people, and for making memories that are worth remembering.

“Me” Time

After chores tonight I needed a little “me” time. With supper in the crockpot, I stole away to the basement.

Last Fall, I had taken a painting class. All by myself! I saw it offered on Facebook and signed up and went. Sometimes you just need to do that.

And I had a great time painting my pumpkins! I was as proud as a peacock when I came home and showed my family. 🙂

Pumpkins

Now, I don’t know that my pumpkins were all that great, but I wanted to do that again sometime. In fact, before I left that night I asked the instructor if I could host my own party?

And the following month, that’s just what I did. I had a dozen or so friends and family over for my very own painting party!

We had a ton of fun painting a happy little snowman! I loved how we could choose whatever colors we wanted and make our snowman tall or fat or…  whatever it turned out to be!

This is what my finished snowman looked like…

Snowman

But I also LOVED how everyone else’s turned out too! And they were all just a little different!

So back to tonight.

I came downstairs to the drawer full of acrylic paints and brushes I bought after my party. They were still in the wrappers, along with the various sizes of blank canvases I bought too.

So after doing a little thinking about what I wanted to paint, I decided I wanted to do a night scene with our barn in the background.

This is what it ended up to be…

Night Barn Painting

It turned out a lot like the post I did last week. You can read about it here.

I still wanted to paint one more picture, so I found a picture that made my heart a little happier. And then I went to work creating it in my own style.

Flowering Tree Painting

This one was fun because I got to use my fingertips to create all the colored dots!

Now… A question for you…

Have you done anything lately worth remembering

Story, Song and Rhyme…

I’m one of those people that wants to do things, see things, learn something new! And I’m always game when it comes to doing something FUN!

My husband, on the other hand, could do the same thing every day and be perfectly happy.

So you can imagine what it’s like when I suggest an evening out.

But this last weekend I managed to get him off the farm for a night out with friends and I think he thoroughly enjoyed himself!

Not far from home, there is an event that’s in it’s 10th year. It’s held at the Starlite Ballroom, a nostalgic dance hall where I attended many a’ wedding reception and dances growing up.

I LOVE going there!

LOVE that old Disco Ball!
and I LOVE that big ol’ Disco Ball!

So when I saw that Cowboy Poetry and Western Music was going to be held there, I tore the article out of the newspaper and asked Dan if he would take me there for Date Night.

Now I had to haggle a little, see, because he balked when I told him tickets were 25 bucks a piece. After pointing out that it was a fundraiser, I sealed the deal with “They even throw in supper – Swiss Steak!”

“I don’t know… we’ll see.”

Crap. That forecast isn’t good.

So a week later when there was no mention of my suggested Date Night, I threw in that maybe Gary & Theresa would like to go with us? And red turned to green!

At Cowboy Poetry

The show started off with a warm welcome by Gerry Mishak, who has organized this event every year along with his wife, Marilee, who he lovingly calls “Poopsy,” ha ha.

Like I said, this is the 10th year for the show and Gerry asked how many in the crowd had been there every year? A bunch of hands went up and an old lady piped up “And I’m still alive!!!” I guess she didn’t figure on being around yet!

We enjoyed our meal and as the show began, Gerry introduced an old friend of his, Marty Blocker.

Marty Blocker

This cowboy had poem after poem about the cowboy way of life! He was a great entertainer and had us chuckling right along.

By the time Brooke Turner took the stage, guitar in hand, we knew that we were in for something special.

Brooke Turner

Now Brooke opened up with the question “Y’all got cell phones up here?” 🙂

Now this guy could realllllly sing. And write. And tell stories.

He kept us entertained with songs about cell phones… “We’re Breakin’ Up!” and Rodeo Queens… (It’s not about the fall, it’s about the ride…” and a great poem about the Cowboy Code.

I had to laugh when he was telling about the song he wrote awhile back when he was “drugged up” on cold pills, “Well, they were either from the doc… or the veterinarian!”

Now that sounds like something my husband might have tried!

And he ended his time with a patriotic tribute, written with his father in mind. It led us to our feet and we gave credit where credit was due.

Next, a lady by the name of Trinity Seely took the stage. She’s a Rancher’s wife and had some insight I could relate to, being a dairy farmer’s wife.

Trinity Seely

She had a great voice and sang about the beauty around her, the things she’s come to appreciate and what makes cowboys continue to endure the rugged lifestyle they lead.

She was telling about the wind and the cold and the long hours, and how her husband came in with a wintery, frozen white mustache hanging from his face, cold to the bone, and she says, “Sooooooo……..  ya wanna be a cowwwwwbooooy, eh?”

Made me think of some of the long winter days we’ve spent outside. And how we wanna be dairrrrrry farmmmmmers, eh?” And the similarities between all farmers with livestock. But, like her, we love what we do, and we love the cows too.

As the show neared the end, all three performers returned to the stage and took turns telling a few last stories, through song and rhyme.

Cowboy Poetry Team

As we headed home, we all agreed how much we had enjoyed the evening, and how it really was a unique kind of show.

It’s a great tribute and reminder, that no matter where the trail leads you, there is always much to appreciate and much value in sharing your way of life with others.

Update: Marilee Mishak let me know that Cowboy Poetry and Western Music raised $10,450 for the DOCS for Hope to help build the hospital in Guatemala! Wow! That will go a long way for this project! Next year’s event will be the 4th weekend in January, 2016. Mark your calendars now! I know I have!