Our Very Own Snow Plow

Pretty nice, eh?

It finally stopped snowing and mother nature gave us a beautiful sunset. Ok, we forgive you!

SNOW!

It started snowing yesterday...

And kept snowing, and snowing, and snowing. It started to pile up nicely...

Then came the wind. If you don't know, it really blows up here. The wind is crazy here! Just the other day, I took this picture to prove it to you....

So the wind came, and it blew the snow.....Everywhere....

Into huge, gigantic drifts!

Then it started snowing while it was blowing and pretty much was a white-out blizzard!

Soon after, I opened my blinds to find this at my window.

See what I mean? LOTS of snow!

And our front steps. We've shoveled once already...

So I turned the Christmas music on, and made bread. It's a snow day!

(Most of the reason I made bread is because I did not go grocery shopping BEFORE the storm. So I'm out. Too bad I can't make cheese or eggs....)

Make-over...Sort of..

So this Farmer's wife got to experience a little bit of luxury this week. lol. My husband's aunt is learning how to do eyelash extensions. Yes, you heard right. I guess the price usually starts around $300, and upkeep is about every 6 weeks!

But... since she's practicing, all the luxury is F.R.E.E. Nice, huh? So of course I let her practice on my eyes. And I felt like a princess!

Before...

After...

And that's still without makeup. You don't have to wear mascara with these things!

Loss...

A few days ago, this family lost their horse, Sadie. One morning she just lied down and was gone. My husband thinks Sadie was between 20-25 years old. I guess he's got to look it up or ask his dad for sure. But it's sad to lose an animal, especially a horse that you grew up with. I hear that Sadie was such a good horse. The family was sad to hear that she was gone, but it was probably time. She was getting really old. I was talking to my sister in law who said that her family was saddened by the news. Her 8 year old son asked if they would be able to travel from out of state to come up for the funeral. Too cute. Horses are amazing animals, and this one has a lot of memories with this family.

I took a few pictures a while ago. I don't really have any recent ones, but these will work. The grandkids loved to go for rides around the house with Sadie.

In those last pictures, you can see her daughter, Deni, in the background.

I thought that Deni would be a little distraught when her mother died. I thought maybe she would stay close to her. But she didn't act any differently. Or so I thought. I soon found out I was wrong.

My husband got the tractor so that he could lift Sadie's body and take her out of the pasture. He drove in and then he called me to see if I could come and help keep Deni from running out of the gate. I didn't think that would be a big deal since Deni likes to run away from people anyway.

So I went out there and Deni was VERY concerned that my husband was taking her mother out of the pasture. It was so sad. Deni was running all over the place and neighing as loud as she could. She was quite upset. And she wasn't scared of me anymore! The farmer drove out of the gate and Deni almost got out. Luckily I wasn't trampled, and luckily I was able to keep her in and hurry and shut the gate. Deni was not happy as the tractor drove away. Poor horse! She kept that up for a while, but by morning she was calm again. Now she seems okay, but it was quite the day. Sadie will be missed by this family!

Postal Diggers

The other day, my brother-in-law called. He wanted to know if he could borrow something from my husband, as long as he wasn't using it. The cowboy wasn't there at the moment, so I told him, that I'm sure he could borrow it since they belonged to the family farm.

He asked for some "postal diggers."

Well... I had absolutely no idea what "postal diggers" were, but I still thought it would be fine, so I said, "Sure. I'm sure it's fine if you use them.

Later on that day, when my husband came home for lunch, I told him that his brother called and was borrowing the "postal diggers." He nodded in understanding.

I said, "Is that right? At least I think that's what he said over the phone. He said, "Postal diggers."

"Yep," my husband replied.

Confused I asked, "What in the world are postal diggers?"

He smiled and said slowly, "You mean, Post Hole Diggers? You know, like when I go and build fence. That's how you dig the hole for the posts."

So there you have it. Post Hole Diggers.

Not some diggers that have gone postal, nor do these diggers have anything to do with USPS. Just in case you were wondering...

Another View

My mom came to visit shortly after we moved away from her to live on this farm. When she came in the house, she looked out the window and said, "Well, with this kind of view, why would you ever want to move back?"

And it's true. Isn't this an absolutely amazing view from our front window? I plopped myself down on the couch yesterday afternoon, then decided I better get my camera so I could show you all.

I particularly like this view too...

The timing was impeccable.

Tee hee... good thing he never checks this blog!