Today is a better day, not a lot but manageable. We are experiencing bad weather so that is making my fibro act up. We are currently under flash flood watch. I have been using my oils today with success. Still aching but not near as painful as yesterday.
I know while we are under a flash flood watch others are in a drought. Isn't that crazy! Too bad we can't just share with them. I believe this time of year everyone is ready for warm weather. Everyone is in the process of planting seeds in order to be able to transport them into the ground when the weather is right. I have decided to put in an herb garden this year so I'm excited to see what it brings.
We are still anxiously awaiting lambs to be on the ground yet thankful they are not coming in the muddy mess we are dealing with. I think the geese and ducks are even tired of this nasty wet weather. Speaking of geese, our Sebastopol geese have started laying and we have several of their eggs in the incubator. We will also continue to have eggs available through the rest of the laying year. The eggs are $10 each plus shipping and we are NPIP. Don't miss out on your chance at some of these very comical geese.
Also available are several rabbits including meat, tan, dutch and english lops. We showed in Louisiana on Sat and done a good job. Currently waiting on show report because I was running from one table to the other to show the breeds we had taken. Another reason my fibro flared up, as usual I over did it. I think that is the hardest thing for me to learn not to do. I always end up doing too much because I feel guilty not pulling my weight.
I am doing my best to learn to take better care of myself, It is hard with being a mother, wife, 4H leader, working full time plus running farm and helping with several organizations. I have slowly been saying NO.
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Friday, January 5, 2018
The Odd Sock
Growing up in the country and always being drawn to critters has left me with some very amusing stories.
I plan to share a few on here...
The Odd Sock
My mother wasn't one that cared for odd critters like snakes, mice, spiders, opossum, raccoons etc and would get hysterical over them. My stepdad had an older cousin that was always visiting and staying over a lot. He knew I was animal crazy, so when he found a baby opossum he placed it in a box and brought to me. This opossum was however old enough to survive on it's own. Let me tell you, when they snarl and hiss at you with all those teeth showing then they are intimidating. Anyway, he had it in the box and my mother told him he was not to leave it there. He just laughed and ended up staying the night.
The next morning when we awoke, he was gone and so was the opossum. We questioned why he had left the box behind but then figured he turned it loose in the yard. It was about a week later before he showed back up and something was said about the opossum. He swore he left it in the box, so my mother wasn't sure if he was joking with her since he knew her fear or if he was serious.
Fast forward about a month...
I was laying in bed one morning when mom screamed my name. I was known for having to be dragged out of bed in the mornings. I hated getting up early for school. Mom was standing in my room at my dresser where she was getting clothes out of it and screaming at me. It took me a little bit because I was disoriented and in my sleep haze still. Finally it dawned on me that mom was almost hysterical and it had nothing to do with me not wanting to get out of bed.
Apparently, when she reached in drawer to grab a sock, she noticed an odd colored sock. This odd sock turned and snarled and showed its mouth full of sharp tiny teeth. By now you know it wasn't an odd sock but that opossum. To this day, I am shocked that mom didn't have heart failure. I had to come to the rescue and do a catch and release on the little guy.
To this day, we are not sure how he managed to survive in our house that long, with five people and no one ever saw him.
Moral of story ... Watch out for those odd socks!!
I plan to share a few on here...
The Odd Sock
My mother wasn't one that cared for odd critters like snakes, mice, spiders, opossum, raccoons etc and would get hysterical over them. My stepdad had an older cousin that was always visiting and staying over a lot. He knew I was animal crazy, so when he found a baby opossum he placed it in a box and brought to me. This opossum was however old enough to survive on it's own. Let me tell you, when they snarl and hiss at you with all those teeth showing then they are intimidating. Anyway, he had it in the box and my mother told him he was not to leave it there. He just laughed and ended up staying the night.
The next morning when we awoke, he was gone and so was the opossum. We questioned why he had left the box behind but then figured he turned it loose in the yard. It was about a week later before he showed back up and something was said about the opossum. He swore he left it in the box, so my mother wasn't sure if he was joking with her since he knew her fear or if he was serious.
Fast forward about a month...
I was laying in bed one morning when mom screamed my name. I was known for having to be dragged out of bed in the mornings. I hated getting up early for school. Mom was standing in my room at my dresser where she was getting clothes out of it and screaming at me. It took me a little bit because I was disoriented and in my sleep haze still. Finally it dawned on me that mom was almost hysterical and it had nothing to do with me not wanting to get out of bed.
Apparently, when she reached in drawer to grab a sock, she noticed an odd colored sock. This odd sock turned and snarled and showed its mouth full of sharp tiny teeth. By now you know it wasn't an odd sock but that opossum. To this day, I am shocked that mom didn't have heart failure. I had to come to the rescue and do a catch and release on the little guy.
To this day, we are not sure how he managed to survive in our house that long, with five people and no one ever saw him.
Moral of story ... Watch out for those odd socks!!
Picture credit goes to http://wildlifeanimalz.blogspot.com/2013/04/Opossum-Fact-New-Photos.html.
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