Noted in case my husband questions what we did while he was off hunting and sleeping all weekend.

• Unloaded and restacked 1000 pounds of alfalfa
• Cleaned chicken pen
• Cleaned baby goat pen
• Installed perch and nesting box to winterize the chicken coop (Hopefully my mom takes her chickens before winter)
• Fixed a better hay feeder/grain tub/waterer for the baby goats at the house
• Cleaned BBQ pit room and put away 4 wheeler w/ cover after husband used it and left it out in the yard for the chickens to roost/shit on. (Grr)
• Went to dump hay/shavings
• Did all the friggin' dishes
• Currently soaking the milk bucket and milk jugs in soap and bleach.
  

I will not be three, I will not be three, I will not be three....

Yesterday my husbands "second dad" passed away from a sudden and unexpected heart attack. As we were told, he hadn't been feeling well and when his wife called home to check on him he didn't answer, she rushed home to find him unresponsive. The 911 call went out, and one of his other "kids" was the first on scene sheriff and was unable to revive him either. My husbands brother was the third to arrive and all the boys stayed with "mom" until the coroner had come and gone. My husbands BF was this man's oldest step son, and my BIL's BF is this mans youngest step son. All 5 boys (yes there is one other, in the middle age wise, step son) grew up next door to each other since my husband was 10 or 11 and his brother was 7 or 8. My husband will be driving down to spend the day with the family on Sunday.

Today I find out that one of my fellow sups from the fair died of kidney cancer. She hadn't worked at the fair for a few years now, and had been exposed last year to some sort of toxic gas and inhaled it at her new job. It burned her lungs and heart and apparently did damage to her kidneys that they didn't find until too late.

Also today I find out (no one dead this time) that my mom had a bad fall yesterday and THEN her truck caught on fire on the way off the mountain on her way to town. Her and truck are fine. Truck was/is fixed as far as I know.

I think I'll go find a rock to hide under for a while. Sheesh.

When at my doctors on Friday he suggested I try this. He is a funny funny man that Dr. Blue Eyes. It should be noted that I have a sever phobia of having water up my nose. I have a hard time in the shower for gods sake and Dr BE wants me to voluntarily shove water up my nose. Irrigation is for fields people, not my sinuses. Upon reading the instructions, when I got to the line where it says, "...squeeze bottle until water starts to drain from the OPPOSITE nasal passage...", I just about threw the whole damn thing out the car window, freebie or not.

So it's taken me several days to man (woman) up to trying the damn irrigation system. Several of the talks went like this... "Oh it'll be fine you sissy ass, besides how will you ever convince your kid to try things he's unsure of if you won't. Oh screw you self, I've told him never to jump off a bridge if his friends do, I don't think drowning myself is going to prove any points."

So today I manned up. I had the boy ever so slightly warm the bottled water for me to drown myself with. Hey, I want to be warm and fuzzy while I DIE. Add the solution, which is really just a mild salt and baking soda mix, and march myself into the bathroom.
The directions say to bend at the waist and tilt head down, this keeps the solution from running down your throat... and you from gagging.
After a few trials and errors getting the bottle to work correctly.. it contains a straw that you hold vertical and squeeze and it shoots the water out the top... which was much easier than trying to tip my head to pour the stuff/shoot it up my nose.
Walla we had water flow from the other side! Ohh and a bonus, water shooting out my eye!

Sadly I have no gross reports of any small mine fields breaking loose in there. I'd spare you those details. No I wouldn't, really, has it been so long since I've posted you've forgotten who's writing?

You do have to clear your sinus's with a few gentle blows after you use the Rinse. And people, there was fair dirt in there! F.A.I.R. dirt. The same fair that has been over for 15 days. Identified by it's serious black color. Trust me, once you've seen fair dirt, you KNOW fair dirt. I mean really! Still? Holy crap.

I did notice that for a couple minutes when I tipped my head from side to side I would get a little water drip-age.

So the Sinus Rinse passed my test. I didn't die. My nose feels, umm... like a nose? Really it doesn't feel any different. For me this is to help alleve my allergies and maybe, just maybe, get me off the OTC decongestants that are really bad for my heart. I think it may take a few tries to break some of the old stuff we suspect is there.

But the main thing... I didn't DIE!

Um I came home to dry chicken and overcooked broccoli. But I can home to dinner! Though it may be dry chicken and overcooked broccoli. Enough mayo and I can stomach anything when I'm hungry.

2 Am milk test. Yeah... or not.

So I'm sitting here snuffing as much oxygen as I can and praying like hell we don't have a repeat of last Thursdays AM milk test. Since I have to get up again really early on Sunday I'd like to NOT have a repeat.

Bright side.. on Sunday I can wear my 02 all the way up there if I feel the need.. or all the way home.. or the whole damn time I'm there. Because I won't be working with cows!

I got.....

nothing.

Hopefully after the show next week I'll have something to say. I wouldn't could on it though. I just don't have anything other than what's been said/done.

*Sigh* Life is truly boring.

The dash

If you notice on a tombstone or an obituary your date of birth and date of death is separated by a tiny dash. This tiny symbol represents everything you have done in your life. The people you have met, the people you have loved, the jobs you have held, the lives you have touched.

How will you live your dash?

I rock finding a motel.

45 a night, two beds, free wi-fi, free snacks!, one free hour of long distance a day, and "if we won't be up when you check in, we'll leave the light on and the key in your room."

Sometimes it pays to just sit and make phone call after phone call. I was about ready to settle for 79+tax a night and call it good.

Lady says, we're an older motel but we're clean and the beds are new and comfortable. I said Lady, you just said the magic words! Then she said, oh and we have free wi-fi. Holy Shit, it's like a little slice of heaven!

Entries in (check)
Living arrangements made (check)
vet check arranged (check)

I'm kinda looking forward to this.. all except the eating out 3 meals a day or fair food. That I'm not looking forward to. But! We have a fridge and a microwave and there is a 24hour store a block away. OH and, if we need a place to park our trailer, No Problem, just bring it down, we'll keep an eye on it. Hello? Who gets this kind of service anymore?