Fab February

I am sorry I haven’t blogged lately.  Not so much for those who look forward to reading my thoughts—though I am sorry to you—but for my own reasons.  I love to consider my perspective and put those thoughts down in writing.  It’s kind of like purging my mind of the ideas that are chasing their tails in my head. I also like to write because it provides a timeline for things that happen on our farm.  I am not the best at record keeping, as you can imagine, but if I blog, I can go back and see what happened when.  What day was the storm, what day was it cold?  What day did we add those pens… and on and on.

 

So I miss that.  When I say that I will be better about posting, it’s because I want to be a better documenter of my life.  I also want to spend more time considering my perspectives and tracking what is going on with me and my thoughts about events that take place.  It disappoints me when I don’t deliver on my promise to myself.

 

Lately we have been so busy we don’t know if we are coming or going.  There are the usual things with the kids—a birthday, social groups, church (it’s Lent already!), concerts, basketball games, doctor appointments, and everything else that is just getting through the day stuff.  Work has been crazy, and I am looking to transition into an IT position with my company, so I am doing double duty right now.  Adding the farm to that, as well as my soap business, equals very little “me” time.

 

Our goat herd has increased to 20, at the moment.  Unfortunately, Clark, our “house goat” with the nerve damage, died.  As did one of the triplets with the cleft lip.  Both of those were very much for the best.  We had 2 first fresheners kid  last week, and both are not the best mothers.  In their defense, they kidded in the extreme cold and the babies could not have made it anyway.  The last one kidded out triplets at 2:30 am, and we were lucky to wake up and check the cam to find them.  By the time we brought them in, their ears were frozen, but we did manage to get them healthy again, and there are now 4 babies in the house.  It’s not a quiet home.  They are all wearing diapers.  It’s quite comical, actually.

 

Only 2 more does to kid, and this season is over.  We consider ourselves incredibly lucky, as we did not lose any kids so far due to birthing problems.  We did lose the two after the fact, and while we are not happy about it, to say we were disappointed with the outcome of our kidding season would be incorrect.  We are really pleased with how things have gone.  Not only that, but we have had two does that kidded triplets, and I think that is a testament to our care for them.  They will abort or absorb the fetus(es) if they cannot sustain a multiple birth. And our kids are quality babies—we are proud and excited about seeing how they do at the shows.  We have one kid that looks like he may be upwards of 60 pounds at weaning (3 months, weaned next week).

 

I am at work now, blogging from here, as my internet is down at home.  Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never get  HughesNet.  And I meant NEVER.  Not even for a second.  Oh, and never.  It is the worst internet ever.  It has been down for a week, and no technician has called “within 1-2 business days” so that I can have the pleasure of paying them $125 to come out to my house and attempt to fix it.  Until the next time it breaks and we get to do it all again.  This fun is in addition to the $70 per month we pay for the pleasure of having limits put on our downloads and outages every time the sky clouds up.  Because you don’t really need to see the weather radar IN THE MIDDLE OF A BLIZZARD!!  Nope, no need, no worries.  Plus the cost of the system, which was something in the ballpark of, oh, SEVEN HUNDRED DOLLARS.  But not to worry. 

 

Did I digress?  I was talking about blogging from work.  On a Saturday.  The work part of my work is done, and I should end the blog part, so I can go home to B, and the 2- and 4-legged kids.

 

Happy Saturday.  Hope it’s not so long ‘til next time.