Sept. 30,2008
So today again, I believe…
That Karma is alive and well in my life. My sister-in-law dropped her phone in the john and I was like wow, why did she take it in there? And, BOOM! Not ten minutes later I was dirty from mowing and put my pants in the washer, with my phone. DAMN IT! Now, I have lost all of my numbers and I have to find “my” phone on Ebay or pay $289. DOUBLE DAMN IT!
Today once it dries out a little (not the phone, the field)I will be combine bound, father-in-law drilling in the winter wheat and Randy is running around in circles trying to keep up with us.
Great another “Special Report”, The President. Oh, the President. FIX THIS!
Why didn’t our political leaders that we elected see this coming? Why didn’t they fix this when it was a rabid kitten rather than vicious packs of Lion’s roaming the streets? The banks shouldn’t have loaned all of that money, They made it feel like it was a gift, a mortgage that was easy to repay. Hell, I am stuck with credit card debt too that racks up so easy with us just trying to fill our gas tanks. I got this one email that said the government should give the American people the money personally so that we can pay our bills thus stimulating the economy. Now, the President is urging the government to pass a bill that has the U.S. buying up all of these bad mortgages and selling the houses for profit. I feel sorry for those people that the government is going to “make money" off of.
All I know, is that this has been a lot to learn about in a very short time with no warning. All I know, is that corn prices fell to their limit yesterday which means that the corn I combine today will be worth much less than the corn we did yesterday. And, all I know, is that for a government that I didn’t ever think was good for anything better prove itself worthy of something and fast.
Well, my soap box is feeling unsteady and I see the hubby coming…
Have a good sunny one, really,
Jenny
Sept.29 (Happy Anniversary Marci and Mike Whew Hew 1 year!!)
Ok, so I woke up with digestional distress pains. I have come to the realization that I am a real grown up. Damn it. All of this economy talk and business at first I thought I didn’t have to listen to. Aw, that news is for other people to worry about. Then I watched the debates. Yikes, I didn’t even know we had a problem with Russia… They didn’t even talk about the economy. Argh, who to vote for.
Etsy, has come to a stand still and I am thinking half glass empty on my show coming up in a few weeks. No one wants to spend their money right now especially high end yarn. So ahhm, everyone is getting some for Christmas here even the mail lady, teachers and neighbors. (hope they knit… sorry Mrs. Pat).
I think I am going to run a sale on Etsy, a Fart On The Economy SALE!!
Well, My husband just came in so I am off to work, he has that look…
Have a good, rich, yarn wanting to buy one,
Jenny
September 27,2008
Well, It has been raining and so far so good on the roof. My husband is outside pretending to fix something because he can only take a half of a day off and he starts to get antsy. Oh, and he wanted to help me reskein yesterday. Bare Sheep Yarn Company now has a lot of ooopps Sale skeins. (I will get a listing together).
I also received GASP, my first neutral feedback. I don’t know if it is the medication or just being so busy on the farm but I am remarkably calm about it. I still think that a new named yarn is in the works. I have to keep some of my charm alive.
There are about 100 flies buzzing around the house. SHUT THE DOOR, IN OR OUT!! Sound familiar? So I have tried to embrace them ignore them and even kill them and I am failing. The boys are trying to torture one that got thirsty (I will save him when they aren’t looking)
We went to the library again. I am now redaing a knitting book from the 70’s WHEW they love acrylic!
Well, I need to update the site. If it crashes you know!
Have a good dry one,
Jenny
September 23,2008
Tuesday
I have found that I not only can chase my tail at a high rate of speed but I can do that while patting my head and rubbing my tummy. Down side; I pass out at 8:20.
The roof still needs the finishing touches around the chimney but all of the sticky heavy stuff has been done. And as luck would have it, it's gonna rain like a dicken's tomorrow. A dicken's you say? I have no clue either but it sounds better than a lot.
Matt has officially run a tractor on his own, I have a picture on my phone but the computer retard in me has no clue how to send it here let alone ever see the picture again, but it's in there...
One of my distributors has decided not to accept credit cards ahhhmmm that is after I received an order and dyed it. I better get a sellin'. O'Canada.
Well, Randy is putting a new hydrolic (spelling , not going to look it up) hose on the big mower so TTFN.
Jenny
September 20th,
I'm on the edge...
Not sure if I still want to torch the house or finish the roof.
We are at the point where we can see the finish line, (well on the outside of the house). I threw up yesterday, Randy got too close to the edge and uhhhmm I didn't handle that very well. Randy did a few "you're such a weenie", and "J.C. I wasn't even close". but my stomach still rolls when I think about him on the peek of that roof. (damn old houses!!!)
I stayed up too late last night and worked on some contract work. flamin' marshmallow is done, and Jodi I am retarded and did your sock yarn on the wrong base... like I said too late.
I was so happy a few weeks ago about this Local Yarn Shop I had picked up; they cancelled, I'm too pricey. I forgot to mention that the free and sale yarn ended yesterday... So I will keep on keeping on.
Uhhhmmm; I will be at the University of DE at the end of October and Hogdson Vo Tech Dec 6th??
Well, As much as I hate to even type this I have to go up on the roof and combine later today. Did I also mention that I need a vacation?
I got the phone number of my buddy that is havin' TWINS?? So let the stalking begin.
Have a good, non roof problem, happy husband, restful day,
Jenny
September Friday?
This is how my week has been...................
bathroom with "free skylight"
I need a vacation....................................................................
September something not nice
Well, the roof has been removed, plywood replaced and the flat roof crap has been put on and we are working on the shingles today. Sounds neat as a friggin picture huh? I had to text a neighbor and tell them if they hear yelling and cussing, maybe a little screaming it is ok... I had the book of matches in my hand...
I have never been so sore. Really give me another birthing session. really. I went to bed at 8:00 before the kids and I really could still be sleeping. It is sad that I know W-D 40 will take tar off of your body. WELL, BECAUSE I HAD IT EVERYWHERE!
I have been having those dreams again. No, not the ones where I am watching a parade with Tammie Faye Bakker... The ones where I can't get my locker open, I forgot my basketball uniform and a paper is due in a class I haven't been in all year. I found out the my teenage Best Friend is having TWINS. Yikes, I guess thinking about her brought back all of those days of a different kinda chaos.
Well, speaking of, I have been taking a really long "bathroom break" and he will come down and catch me if I don't get back up there to suffer.
Have a good clean, unsore, nice husband one,
Jenny
Well, the roof is off...
My Brother came down to help Randy. At this point I think it would have been easier to put a match to it...
I need some BenGay,
Have a nice stong one,
Jenny
September 14th 2008
HAPPY BIRTHDAY M.J.
Welcome to the world, you are blessed with such a wonderful loving family!!
Sept.12th
After yesterday I now know why children hate their parents.
My poor son just went well beyond his normal routine yesterday and I really wouldn’t have blamed him if he got angry but as usual he was as sweet and funny as always. That boy is full of sass but he also has this wonderful sweet side. He woke up several times the night before because his ear hurt and I wasn’t sure if just wasn’t the head gear that he had just gotten with his braces rubbing him the wrong way. We had an appointment the next day to have his cartwheel bruised elbow re checked and a physical where I knew he was due for just one more shot.
Well, we get there he gets the physical (which isn’t pleasant for boys… ahhhmmmm), he is told to whiz in a cup (huh? Red face!!), next the doctor has to get a loose tube out of his ear that is driving him nuts (ouch stuck in 2 pounds of maple syrup ear wax…), he gets a shot (which I forgot to tell him, again, ahhmmm) and he has to get his sore arm twisted around to make sure we don’t have to go to a specialist. All of that was needed but the boy just wanted to run away after all of that. Since there was still a little love left for me he settled for a nap.
I don’t know if I am depressed, tired or have some wacky form of something that isn’t so good but I am TIRED! I have gotten used to the whole 6:30 thing but by 12:00 I am ready for some airing out the bones. I went to bed at 8:30. still tired.
We started combining and I still haven’t broken anything. Usually by day two we have had a major breakdown that I have caused in some bizarre way (like running over a cement drain). As my luck always works out a woman behind the wheel of a combine is a mini version of the freak show at the circus. So, my husband drives the tractor trailer’s and I fill them up. The 80 year old farmer brother’s that live down the road had to stop and “talk” to Randy and watch the woman behind the wheel. I know that if I mess up, I will be the talk at the local diner, about how that crazy Hutton boy lets his woman drive the combine, that’s what he gets… so after an hour and me as nervous as a mouse in a barn full of cats they finally leave and I can drive like a crazy woman in circles if I want. Then the bus stops to throw me a wave, whew, passed two tests. THAN, my Father in law stops with another tractor right when I am about to dump corn into the trailer. Can I say that I am a nervous wreck driving this big 747 through the field but aiming this little pipe over a tractor trailer is near impossible for me. You have to get it right in the middle and I am always really close to one side or the other. When I go to dump My F.I.L. climbs up on the trailer and watches. I should start to wear depends under garments.
Well, it is about to rain and I need to do 1,000 things that I napped through.
Have a good caffeine filled one,
Jenny
P.S. I know what my problem is. I miss my kids. I perked up as soon as Matt got off of the bus and I started to cry when Maggie and I had couch time. I am so pathetic I am even tearing up as I write this. I just am really glad it is Friday.
September 11,2008
Alright already! I am supposed to have all of this extra time now that all three children are in school. I haven’t been able to dye one single strand in over a week!! I can’t even blame the farm.
Today I need to take my cartwheel down the slide son to the Dr. for an arm recheck and he decided to have an earache just so I can really have a legitimate reason to go to the Dr. and miss school. Really, son I was going to take you anyway so the wake up call at 2:00 and 4:00 a.m. wasn’t really needed. The poor fella also now has head gear for his braces. Hmm, it is just another one of things that you wish you could do for your children so they don’t have to endure anything uncomfortable or embarrassing . So I gave him a lego set that I have been saving for Christmas and hugged him long and hard.
I went out to lunch yesterday with Maggie, Aunt Barb and my Cousin Karen. It is so nice to spend time with the girls. Maggie had a recheck with her new glasses and everything is GREAT! Whew Hew!! No more running into walls. So my brother is the head Chef at a fancy pants restaurant that is in a great old town so we decided to have him cook for us. (Best lunch I have ever had!! filet and crabcake uuummmmm!!! ) Maggie was spoiled and said we had to eat there all of the time, (Uncle Mike made sure she had extra fries and ice cream…).
Aunt Barb and her family are in such a great spot right now and it is so wonderful to see the relaxed sunny joy on all of their faces. With this family it seems that we go through these crazy intense circles of sunshine and cloudy days. When it is Sunny you need the blinders and you should play the lottery. On the cloudy days nothing can go right and it just piles on deep and really you should not leave the house…
Well, I need to go feed the bunny that we now call Crazy Bunny because it is SUPER FREAKY!! Psycho little fur ball.
So have a good unscratched one,
Jenny
We started harvesting yesterday here are some pics:
First corn load of the season Sept 10th (Matt and Randy)
the combine and the boys
grain bins and combine
Matt and Randy wanting some dinner...
Dumping the corn to the auger to get it into the bins
the corn
uummm more corn
my rays of sunsine picking up loose ears of corn
my crazy sunshine
I am more than just a computer retard...
As I sit here and let the calm come back, I reflect…
Looking over and seeing my son purposely/accidentally cartwheel down the slide and land on his little elbow. To see the pain spread over his face and take over his body. And, sitting in the E.R. for what seems years. He is fine, well, at least the x-ray says so but it has begun. Those trips to the E.R.
I have also entered that special time of motherhood where I need to take the daily tests to see if I can rub my belly and pat my head. I am failing. In the last phase I just had to chase my tail and I got very used to the view. I am still adjusting to this early morning routine. Tonight is a back to school night, not sure for which child and I am still hoping I have the right child dressed for gym. I will know if I messed up as soon as they step off of the bus. It might not be pretty, they are never gentle on my mistakes.
I just watched this retarded commercial that tends to drive me crazy. The one where this Father and Son spill a drink on the kitchen floor and it is headed for the rug and they just bend over and watch it while debating how many towels they need to clean it up. MEN… Just get a wash cloth and clean it up for God’s sake. But NO, the Mom has to grab a paper towel and do it herself (while smiling), drugs I tell ya. Ok, in my house true chaos ensues. Whom ever spilled starts to cry, the other children start to sass or yell at the one who spilled, Randy shakes his head and gets up and tells that child, “I told you to be careful…“. I run to the kitchen while telling that child, “Crap happens!, Relax!”. But maybe next time I will sit watch the spill run into the cracks of my table and debate how many towels I will need…
That commercial bothers me ALMOST as must as the gold fish commercial that sings, “The snack that smiles back until…. You bite their heads off.”
Well, today I celebrate my 13th wedding anniversary and I am planning to go into town and enjoy the senior special at the local dinner with my husband. While thinking about 13 years ago and how our Priest was drunk, Randy shaved off his top lip because he had only shaved twice before and I was throwing up while wondering why we didn't just elope at the Big Elk chapel.
Have a good love filled one,
Jenny
at Mike and Marci's wedding
P.S. I cut my hair in the shower last night. I found a new knack... just part of my mid life crisis.
I just got off of the lawn mower took off my mommom hat and realized I am getting old.
Ok, so when I picked up a pizza for supper the other night I really came to the realization that I have to make some changes and really bump up that mid life crisis. Now, you would think that perhaps it is because I live in a college town and I am sorrounded by a bunch of rich careless young people. But no, I ignore them with the rest of the regulars. When I was picking up my pizza I was number 33. So the little Italian Man asked what my number was and I told him and he said,"Don't you wish you were 33?"
Instantly my blood pressure started to rise and I quickly advised him that I was only 35 DAMN IT!! J.C. I wasn't wearing a moomoo, clogs and socks or one of my famous floppy hats. I had actually given my outwardly self some effort before I left I think I might have even put on some makeup even if it was just to hide my bumps. Maybe that is the key I should let my bumps just shine. So, then the little minded Italian fella quicky said, "Me, Me, I wish Iwas 33." Yeah right ya little bastard. What ever, just give me my damn pizza and while you're at it give me the friggin' Senior Citizen discount.
Ok, so I still have a little chip on my shoulder.
So, it is back to the wii fit and I am going to the salon for a make over. while I am at it I am going to get my car painted red. Isn't that what you are supposed to do during a mid life crisis?
I got this package in the mail today. It was huge and heavy and it had a favorite return address: The mountains of VA. OOOHHH when I opened it up I was at the end of the lane waiting for the bus. I found all kinds of stuff!! Beth even knit samples of my yarn and blocked them. There were little bags she made, coffee, jewelry, CHOCOLATE, good smellies, all kinds of GREAT gifts!!! Not only does BSYC love Beth so do I!!!
I can’t tell you how nice it is to have met so many wonderful people.
The funny part is; as the time passed at the end of the lane the sun was beating on my pale legs so I put on a pair of shorts Beth made over the bottom of my legs had on my Irish stuff from Anne W. (swapper buddy), my dye clothes on, clogs and socks, new beaded jewelry, chocolate around my mouth and I was reading my smut book when the bus finally pulled up at 4:45!!
I dyed a lot of yarn today I got three new color schemes for my Zebra stripes line.
Other than that, It’s been quiet.