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Essentials For Outdoor Work

BigUn Eating On my Shoe

Since the birthing of the goat babies I have been outside most of the day. Every time I stay outside I try to wear my hat. I have a Magellen hat that is vented on top but has a wide brim. It is not a fashionable hat, but it does protect my face and neck from skin cancer, which I did have the basal cell carcinoma a few years back.

The other essential is shoes that you don’t wear anywhere else. For me that way I focus the germs and dirt on one pair of shoes, I don’t to keep shoes clean that will be dirty the next few hours. Doesn’t matter what type of shoes you prefer, only that you pick one comfortable.

The next tool I use is Off. We have tried every alternative to a mosquito spray from Skin So Soft to eating garlic. Nothing is as effective as Off. DEET is the ingredient that works on mosquitoes, I would love it if something else worked but no such luck. I rationalize that if mosquitoes carry worse things than DEET can ever do to my family. We have many species at the farm, and you don’t want to be bitten by the kind we have.
We prefer the sport kind, it keeps on you when you sweat.

Now it becomes the hard part. You should wear sunscreen each and every day. Recently I have not been as responsible as I should be.We love the type you spray on, and is the sport type as well. Many times in in Texas you will sweat it off before you leave the sidewalk, sport type allows it to stay on a bit longer.

Next tool, hydration. When you are outside so long, you get thirsty. The boys tend to run and get a huge glass of water everytime they get thirsty. I do the wrong thing, but still it is better than nothing. I run and get my glass of tea. I tried one day to do water but I ended up not drinking anything and getting a bit dehydrated.

The other tool we try to use outside is balance. By that I mean we work, and we rest a minute or two. Then the boys play for a bit, until there is work to be done. Working hard the entire time is just too stressful for all of us. If you stop, drink water and watch the birds fly, or smell the roses you tend to work harder when you have to.

White our farm work may be different, outdoor work is pretty much all the same. You are exposed to the elements, and your body needs protection.

Just to recap because I love it when blogs give me a short cheat sheet!

Tools you need for Outdoor Work:

  1. Sun Protective Hat HERE is the type I use.
  2. Off Spray. HERE is what we keep on Hand.
  3. Work Shoes. No link because I can’t find what I wear. I buy Crock knock offs at Walmart, my real Crocs  are too good for the farm. The boys wear boots.
  4. Sunscreen HERE is what we use.
  5. Balance. For this take a seat, either in a garden chair, a syrup bucket, an old iron Table in the goat pen and rest a couple of minutes, drink water and relax.

There you have it, the list that will help you enjoy being outside!

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Dirty Goat Babies

After a lot of prayer, I know that right now I can do nothing to protect my son. We will not know anything until the CDC lets the results out, from how it is going in Texas it will take at least three days.

It has rained cats and dogs for the last two days, the goats are covered with dirt and mud. A different goat mom would not take pictures of a dirty goat baby, but dad gum they are too cute no matter what they are covered with be it poop, dirt or mud.

I made two slideshows, there are probably duplicates but what the heck I have kept in some of the shots where the goats are out of focus. The reason being you have to appreciate the speed of these small bodies, my Nikon cannot keep up with them!

Tomorrow I will take a picture of Tom Thumb, you won’t recognize him!

Enjoy the dirty babies. Snowflake is a streak most of the time. The close up is of BigUn. He is my personal goat, much like Princess was. BigUn and Princess are both from my beautiful Faith. The four sleeping babies are Princess and LittleHornedOne. Their bellies were full as a tick, they slept through all the chaos!

Yes there are only eleven babies running around but at times it seems like twenty two. Our baby count is still at 15.

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Flu hits home

Update the school has four cases of flu, the test for H1N1 is being processed. They don’t know enough information of how long it will take to hear the results if it is H1N1. They are passing out masks today on campus. I purposely did not type the campus name for fear of it being wrong. I pray for the school, they are between a rock and a hardplace. It is up to the CDC and the federal govt for positive news.

Also History comes to Texas Again Here is the LINK TO FLU OF 1918

Dunk my baby grown over 6 feet tall is at college. He called me late last night. For our phone to ring after 10 PM it can only be one of the kids or Hubby. Dunk was trying to explain what happened, but Hubby was watching his DVR of 24 at an unGodly loud level. I couldn’t hear him.

Suddenly I heard garbled words, but it was still unclear. Finally he calmed down, 24 was on mute and I heard the words Swine Flu. Dunk is in a dorm where two cases have just been confirmed. His dorm TV gets very few stations, no new stations at all. He had heard something about it, but nothing in real detail. I walked him through what I knew, it is deadly and you cannot think it is nothing if you don’t feel well. I listened to see if he was listening to me.

What my readers may or may not know is my Great Grandfather died of the flu of 1918. The history of how bad it was, how bleak it was if you were ill is impressed on my mind. I have heard the story from my mom a million times, he was too sick, too weak the medicine did not come in time. He was one of many but he was a civil war survivor that fought for everything he owned. Dallas was hard hit by the flu of 1918.

Right now as I write this I only know what Dunk knows. There are three confirmed cases maybe four, two are in his dorm but not on the same floor. The campus website has old news, it states no confirmed cases. They say there are plans to prevent an outbreak, but no details are listed.

This last few weeks, I have been missing Dunk so much. I feel complete when all three are at home. I had bought Dunk groceries for his dorm room, he is out of the meal plan. Last time he bought too many so this time he went cheap thinking he had plenty of food. He has enough food for two weeks if he needs it. For selfish reasons I would love classes canceled, and I could go get him. I want to be able to check on him, monitor him and know he is okay or not. He may be over six feet but he is still only eighteen. After all he would watch Green Acres or The Beverly Hillbillies instead of the news any day.

I wish I knew more of the plans. It is truly frustrating the students were not informed until after 10 PM. I pray for all the students, who knows how many have already been exposed in classes and in the dorms. Dunk right now is wanting classes to be canceled, as he says, he has no idea who is infected and who else may have it.

I am looking back on this post as totally confusing, it is clear I am writing from shear emotion and fear of the unknown. I wish I could gather my thoughts to make sense of it.

What I do know is the moment I heard Mexico had an outbreak, I wanted the border closed. Being a native Texan the border even closed is not fully closed but at least the flood of infected people would stop for a bit. While this is not my political blog I refuse to change who I am, illegal immigration has cost Texans dearly before the flu. I watched BBC America news just to see if they had done any expose on the flu, lo and behold they showed the border crossing with three hour lines and nobody wearing masks. This is the problem people policing themselves cannot be trusted, remember the man with resistant TB? He flew all over the world with no care in the world for anyone else.

Today I miss my son, I will drive the three hour drive and back to bring him to safety. I pray he is well.

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Great Day!

Some days are diamonds, some are diamonds in the rough. I feel so good today I feel like shouting outloud. Princess and Little HornedOne finally had their babies, only Jillian is left to pop.

I don’t think she is ready to go yet, so today is a bit easier maybe. The chickens are finished processing. Last night we did the last of them. They are put away, the cast iron pot is cleaned up, the guts were taken off.  Knowing all that remains is one goat to give birth, and clean up a chicken pen…piece of cake!

Tom Thumb is doing well, he is up to 12 oz of milk at a time. Gator has plenty of goats to sell to make money, the current count is 16 even though we lost one baby with Faith. To watch Dolly feed five babies is amazing, but she feels very strongly about all of them. When they start squaking she runs back to the pen to feed them all. Splitear has one teet that works well, and she feeds whoever needs some. Stephanie will let certain boer babies that Dolly is feeding to get a drink here or there. I expect Jillian to have two, Krissy had two the last time but triplets the time before that. Jillian has had two each time.

I am hopeful my schedule will be a bit easier, Hubby is trying to configure a pen that will allow the babies to graze, and yet get the moms able to graze another area. The bigger the grazing area, the healthier the goats are. We can do it, it is just the how that Hubby has to figure out pronto! After all he was the one with the idea for the baby pen attached to the big pen, a truly novel idea. Today I will take pictures of the babies playing, I keep forgetting my camera and get busy working with the show goats. I want them as tame as possible so we can train them easily. Plus when you are watching babies hop around it is a entrancing thing, my own family say I don’t listen to them then at all.

Dunk is back at college, I miss him so much. Soon he will be home for the summer. He enjoyed watching the goat babies. He accidently let out Snowflake and BlackBeauty, he chased them for a very long time. They love the chase more than most goats, both are sneaky fast does!  He got a workout with the babies, as we all do. It is a fun chore each day, they get faster and faster.

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Good Music Rascal Flatts

I needed to hear this song, it is about the future. Not about forgetting the past but looking forward to tomorrow. Enjoy the Great harmony of Rascal Flatts.

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Big Ego

Recently I have begun to do a lot of soul searching about who I am, what I want and what I am grateful enough to have. The reason being that if you listen to a lot of regular people, we are so fortunate. We have homes, food on the table, the ability to have debt! Many people across the world would love to be in my shoes. No matter how much or how little you have there is always somebody struggling somewhere that would kill for what you own right now today.

Perhaps it is the ego of being spoiled by a country that affords each one of us the ability to achieve so much, or the environment where anyone can be rich. Either way I am truly blessed by what I have.

I love making do with what is here, or I can find. It is something I truly think we have lost in our history of America. If you recall the pilgrims came to a stark wilderness where they carved out a beautiful way of living. It is when we forget that we lose ourselves. Making do is harder but so much more rewarding! It is the creativity, ingenuity that is enlightened in all of us. As I homeschool Sconicle I hope and pray he keeps his ability to create anything out of anything. Yesterday he dug out a paper towel tube out of the trash with glee, no doubt he has a project cooking in that brain of his.

It is no secret I adore Shabby Chic, not because it is Chic but because it starts out Shabby, keeps some Shabby but looks Chic as a final project. The first time I heard of the term I was watching a show on it. It was riveting for me. This woman was speaking easily showing what makes things Shabby Chic. I was hooked. I was not alone, nor will I be lonely. The style is refreshing especially now, it makes dumpster diving an artform.

The sad news is the woman I saw educating all on the value and beauty of Shabby Chic has gone upside down. Salon has a great article on it HERE.

There is a part of me that wonders if her ego was bigger than her humble love of a style. Selling a worn couch at $5,000 is good if you can keep it up but at some point every wealthy folk figure out there is one for $500 at IKEA.

I wish Rachel well, I am sure she has plenty of ideas ahead of her. I will be listening with her next style discovery, and a willingness to figure out how to do it on the cheap.

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Blogs I want to Share!

Yeah I am so happy to be honored! The Sustainable Backyard has awarded little old me!

Here is who I am a fan of!

Klutzy Mama

Nesting Place

A Second Cup

This Agrarian Life

Mommy’s Little Corner

Then go to Harriet the originator of the fan!

All will give you something Special! They are all unique and I am glad to share them with you! Every blogger needs readers, and this may be a way for you to find a new blog.

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Sweet Time

With everyone having goat babies, there is very little free time in my life. If I had any hope for relaxation  would be disappointed. That is where you have to begin, then if you can carve out fifteen minutes anywhere it feels like a vacation!

As I type, Tom Thumb has been fed, Gator has been taken to school, trash has been taken out. I need to start a load of laundry and do dishes, but right now I am enjoying Sweet Time. The time where you should do something but for a few minutes you are just relaxing.

Alright, now my baby bottles have been washed. I retrieved another cup of java, yum.  I finally broke down and bought a bottle brush along with a big bottle, Tom Thumb is headed to take in over six ounces soon.  Bottle brushes God gift to a young woman, or an old woman with a baby goat.

Hopefully this morning will find some babies born, LittleHornedOne has been off and on labor for days but she lost her plug yesterday I think. Tom Thumb and I learned how to do a goat enema last night, his stomach is trying to adjust to cow’s milk. Sometimes I look at my life and shake my head, never before 1988 did I think I would be doing 75% of the things I do.

Hubby and I have grown together in marriage. Our life is totally different than either of us expected in many ways. If when I graduated from college someone would have told me what I would be doing at 50, I would have thought they were nuts. That is the beauty of love, of a journey. I am here, I am glad to be here. I cannot imagine giving up anyone or any pet, livestock or anything at all of what I am blessed with.

Yep Sweet Time! Time to reflect on blessings, on challenges, and most importantly how lucky I am to live this life!

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Tom Thumb

I named Krissy’s Triplet Tom Thumb. He is a tiny guy, matter of fact he is the tiniest runt in a sea of 12 babies. He is drinking five ounces at a time. It is taking me some time to stretch his tiny stomach. When we brought him home he was too tiny to suck, too small to fend for himself. He was destined to die, without human help. Krissy did her best to help him but with two others taking her milk, and only two teets she was overwhelmed.

I guess I am running a Goat NICU. I have done this before with no success after three weeks. It broke my heart, but I will do whatever I can to help an animal that would die otherwise. The difference is with this guy, I think we got him in time. I think I did it the way it needed to happen.

Sophia had her babies, two baby Alpine/boer boys. One has a dirty blond head, and the other one is sort of like a little tan color. We have yet to name those two, except SnowWhite which is a girl’s name. Snowflake and BlackBeauty are up to no good, they are strong and fast. When we let them out to run, Snowflake will change BigUn and run laps around the pen. She has a graceful ballerina body for a goat. A true heartbreaker, she is gorgeous.

Today I believe Miss Princess will finally give birth! She and Jillian are both trying to become the lead goat, Jillian does not have the gentleness Faith did but she does have the strength.

This afternoon I will try to take pictures of the babies playing. Grandpa comes out to watch them play. It is total entertainment. Krissy babies stick to themselves, Krissy is like that as well. She is an independent goat. Otherwise they all frolick and run as if it is a goat play date! Snowflake takes the star quality with BlackBeauty and BigUn right behind. Brown Spot squeals if she doesn’t her way, it a pure delight for us. After all the sadness at least we can see thier babies frolick.

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Chocolate Facial

I love chocolate, to me there is nothing better than anything that smells like it. I found this video because Better TV has a lot of fun facial ideas, I don’t get this show in my area but thanks to YouTube I know all about it.

Tom Thumb is up to drinking four oz. at a time drinking. I have to slowly stretch his stomach while transitioning him to cow’s milk. He has drank up all my frozen colostrum from other moms. Krissy helps out as much as she can but she has two babies getting as much as they can.

Tomorrow I can comfortably take his picture. I did not want to jinx him. Splitear stood up yesterday and in the even she came out in the open pen. Maybe tomorrow she will be able to graze like the other goats. She is still weak but growing stronger everyday.

Every kidding I learn so much, this time has not be easy but I am glad I have learned so much.

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