Friday, April 9, 2010

Lambing

This has definitely been a group effort this year. We were more prepared this year than ever and I think that has helped it go better than previous years. I have been working out in the barn from anywhere between 10-11 PM until 2-2:30 in the morning. Except for last night, yeah funny story.

I came to, I mean stuck to the ceiling, at 1:59 AM. I had my knees up like I had attempted to get out of bed at some point in time, taken the covers off of me, and just continued sleeping. I had my contacts in because, umm, I wasn't supposed to be sleeping, so I couldn't get my eyes open. I ran with the bare necessities to the barn fearing that everything alive would have lambed and there would be a disaster. This would then lead to me freaking out in the corral for my father-in-law to find when he came to relieve me.

Luckily...only one ewe had lambed. Sadly...the sack was over its head and after the water drained out, it died. The worst...I agree with Layne, it was worth the sleep. Most nights on my shift it have been slow, usually 1-2 ewes have lambed. My father-in-law, Will, and the sheepherder have had most of the work. No complaints here! There were a couple of nights that I couldn't help because I worked overnights out at Sorenson's.

We haven't had a lot of twins and I think we have only had one set of triplets. However to compensate we have had HUGE lambs. I mean these suckers come out half grown, ready to be weaned! The first couple of nights at about 1:00 AM I would have to call Will to come and pull lambs. Seriously I think he was ready to kill me. The fourth night, and after some encouragement from Layne, I decided to suck it up and pull one myself. I couldn't get the ewe down on her side so we had to do this standing. I pinned her in a corner with my knee after only a few laps around the pen. I pulled and pulled and pulled. Of course she was fighting the whole time. After the lamb was 1/3 of the way out, I decided that if I let her run and held on to the lamb the momentum would get the lamb the rest of the way out. Small corner...dumb idea. As I let go of the ewe she knocked me off my balance, but didn't loosen my grip. As she is running to start another lap around the pen, I am whirling in circles. What was in my hands flying through the air, the fatest newborn lamb you have ever seen. I am sure that my husband would have killed me had he seen it, but he didn't, and everything lived. He should just be glad he got to sleep.

I think we have less than a week left and a bunch of ewes that still need to lamb. Tonight I have had 0 Ewes lamb...Thus giving me the time to catch up on blogging and facebook!

Alysen's 8th Birthday

My sweet 6Ib 8oz baby girl turned 8 on March 17th. We had her grandparents over for cake that night and her birthday party the next night. For her party she invited every girl from the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th grade classes. That's right, every girl from 3 grades, when you live where we do thats not very many girls. I also invited one of Ashley's friends for her to hang out with and Pres joined us as well. I think there were 12 girls in all at my house that night.

She was baptized on March 27th. It was an awesome day! We have the best families in the world! I think there were almost 70 people there total to support Aly. Preparing for the baptisim was interesting, oh yeah I didn't prepare. Being the first baptisim for me and being partially brain dead from lambing I forgot a few things, important things. A towel, WHITE underwear, dry underwear, poor Alysen. She laughed at me the entire day:) That's one of the things I love about her, she loves to laugh, mostly at me. Her Grandpa Crane baptized her (twice!) and her Grandpa Talbot confirmed her. It was a great day!

A few words

I am normally not a person of few words. So when I looked at the last post date on this blog, I almost passed out. But the sad truth is...I am brain dead and probably have a ton of things to type, but forgot them. Hopefully as I go along the words will come to me and yeah, I forgot the rest of the sentence. Pictures to come, I don't have my camera in the barn, yes I am on the laptop, at 12:35 AM, in the barn, lambing sheep, so that Will can sleep.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

We have spirit, yes we do...

Will has been into a kick of attending the high school basketball games down in Piute. He goes through this every year. The girls love to go down with him. Me? Not so much...

A couple of weeks ago we went to the homecoming game. Ashley and Ains stayed with the in-laws. They got tired of going because they aren't allowed to run around. Aly is a trooper! She'll do anything. While we were down there the cheerleaders (?), well somebody painted her face. She was really excited and couldn't wait to show it off to her sisters.




A week and a half ago the girls had been downstairs playing. Ainsley comes upstairs and half of her face was bright red. I asked every question possible, makeup, anything...they hadn't done anything at all. Her face was swollen and hot to the touch. I called the dr. they concluded she had an allergic reaction to her antibiotic.



The next morning she had three scabs on her cheek, one on the bridge of her nose, and one on the tip of her nose. After investigating, this is how the story goes:

Aly wanted to paint Ainsley and Ashley's faces. Of course the only paint she could find was nail polish. She painted a big PHS down Ainsley's face. When it wouldn't wash off with water and a paper towel, they knew they were in trouble. So they FILED, yes with a nail fail, the big PHS off her face. The swelling and heat coming out of her face? Lets call it exfoliation...








The picture doesn't do the damage to her poor little face any justice. The nose? The file was a touch long. After almost and ounce of Neosporin (which is a large tube), I think we escaped scaring...this time.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

RanDoMNesS...

I didn't realize that it had been a month since my last posting until I was reading Rachel's blog and noticed it on the side.

I was put into the nursery about a month ago. WOW! I am not sure what to say about it. The second week in started my "month" of lessons. I am more in to activities than lessons, so we will see how it goes. Today's activities left 5 minutes for singing and lesson...perfect! Next week I think we will make Turkeys out of sugar cookies! Brave, I know.

The weather Friday was PERFECT! I love overcast, dark, snowy days! When the girls got home they made a snow man with the kit that I found at Tai Pan. It had the scarf, hat, carrot nose, pipe, nose, eyes, buttons, everything. So cute. I will post a pic after I can get them downloaded.

This is my first weekend out of school. Yes, I said it, I am done with school. I didn't realize at the time how much I was giving up to do school. This weekend was really productive. I cleaned things that had been patiently waiting for my attention. Stayed up late cleaning.

Friday night Katie called me at about 7:40 PM and asked me if I wanted to go to Richfield Christmas shopping. In all of my cleaning glory, I finished the stair well, folded the last batch of laundry, and got ready. By 8 we were on our way and we got home at about 12:30. So much fun!

The girls are excited for Christmas! I have some fun things planned. I want to have all of my decorations out before Dec 1 and most of the shopping done. That way we can focus on spending our time doing the things that make the holidays so much fun.

Don't forget Thanksgiving-We are going to Nephi. I am excited. I guess it's because of all of the childhood memories that have from there. We used to spend every other Thanksgiving in Nephi at my grandmas house. It will be interesting to see how we all fit in the house.

We are also dong a few things around the house. I guess it never ends. Josh replaced the door on the side of the garage yesterday. We are painting and hanging closet doors for Ashley's room, hopefully this week. Mace is coming Saturday to finish the tile around the shower in the bathroom. I have new cupboards to hang in the laundry room and above the toilet in the master bath. I also need to lengthen blinds...and the list goes on. Some of this stuff might have to wait until after Christmas. We need a few things to help Will get through the short winter nights.

It guess that is it, nothing too exciting...

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

September

This month has been crazy around here. Will has had lions killing the sheep out on the mountain. They killed two cougars and are chasing a third all within a month. There was also a bear, but they didn't have any luck trapping it. We sold the lambs Tuesday and now we can lick new wounds.

The class I was worried about definatly kicked my butt. I was worried that I wouldn't pass it, so I was aiming for a C. I haven't had a C since I was at Snow, but after the assignments I was doing I was just hoping that I wouldn't have to retake the class. One of the assignments I did I saved wrong and my computer ate it, literally. They spent hours at work trying to retrieve it and couldn't. I had to redo the assignment, from the beginning, the day it was due and I had spent a week on it. Luckily, by some miracle, I passed with an A. I don't know how, but it happened. Glad it's over and my GPA survived.

We finally got our family pictures back. I love them, Will not so much. I didn't think he would care how they turned out, but he does. It is just nice to have an updated picture. Now I need to go buy picture frames so that when the girls have school pictures taken in November I will be prepared to display them all.

This is my week off from school and it just so happens the kids are out of school Thursday and Friday. I took the day off tomorrow to chase errands and work for Mike. I am looking forward to the long weekend and hopefully can relax. Saturday I am going to have help cleaning my house from top to bottom and can't wait to enjoy it!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Yesterday

(I really should have done this yesterday, but like an idiot, I dropped my laptop and broke the AC adapter/charger, so, no computer!)

Happy Birthday to my husband! He is a whopping 31 years old today (yesterday and still today)! We didn't do much, hung out at home (after gymnastics) and ate pizza and cake. I guess since he is over 30 now, we might have to trade him in for a new model, being worn out and all. Last night he decided that he is just to old to do anything anymore. My warning to him: When the bull no longer functions, my dad sells him and buys a younger, more productive bull. I learned that lesson so don't tempt the theory. He still loves me this morning.