When winter hits, it seems like every snowstorm or arctic blast just reinforces how unprepared we are. It was pretty cold here when we got back from Hawaii, and my car hadn't been started for two weeks. I went to go to work and my battery was dead, M was already gone, the pickup needed fuel, and I didn't have a fuel card. Luckily, M was still in Richland so he could fuel up the pickup. He was headed out with the cattle trailers and had to beat the brakes which were frozen so he wasn't too happy either.
We had a snowy, blowy day on Friday and I thought about shoveling the little bank of snow in front of the garage. I'm glad I didn't waste my time because we had more snow on Sunday and by Monday morning there was a much bigger snowbank in front of the garage. I spent an hour shoveling that off. When I was done there was a big pile of snow beside the deck, and I kept thinking that it would be fun to jump off the deck into it......maybe if I was a kid. At my age, I'd probably hurt myself.
M and I had to do a little surgery to three bull calves on Sunday. They were late calves born out in the pasture so didn't get rubbered at birth. M and R banded them earlier in the week so we ran them into the chute to cut the sac off. It was amazing how gentle they were after what had been done to them. M thought I should make a coin purse out of the sac. If I knew how to tan the hide, that would be a good idea. An interesting conversation piece at the very least.
Poor R is feeling a bit like Schleprock these days. He was moving our loader tractor to his place to load some hay that we had sold when the windshield exploded. He's not sure if he kicked up a rock or what happened. It was snowing and blowing so he went the last five miles backwards. Then the next day he got stuck in the new snow with the 4-wheel drive pickup while trying to feed, and I had to take our other 4-wheel drive pickup to pull him out. Then he went to Canada to get a new windshield, got home and discovered it was broken and was broken when he picked it up. We always say that if any freak thing is going to happen it's going to happen to him. Someone will be making a trip to Canada again tomorrow to get another one. Thank goodness they HAVE another one. M was freaking out about being able to find one, but it wasn't as hard as he thought. We're kind of lost without that tractor, and R loaded three loads of hay with it yesterday. Thank goodness it was a nice day.
M spent the weekend at his sister's in South Dakota where his parents are. His dad had four stents and a pacemaker in the past two weeks. My mom had hip replacement surgery today, her 85th birthday. We're concerned that the old people are falling apart!
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