So, per usual, it's been crazy.
The cyst on my ovary was 12mm (or about 1/4 of the ovary), but they wanted to wait another 6 weeks before they would do anything to deal with it. Thankfully, it seems to be healing on its own, which is great, because in 6 weeks, I'm on a plane to London.
Sunday night, my best friend/sister from another mister was riding her horse with a mutual friend. A drunk driver collided with her and Cajun. Caj was killed and Angie, by some miracle/act of God, was spared with only a severe concussion, serious road rash, and some muscle damage and bruises. By all accounts, she is lucky to be alive, and if not for the extensive training and experience she has on horse back, she probably would be dead. I haven't really processed this. We're working through it together. I've spent 8-10 hours a day out there with her, changing her bandages, keeping her business running, and helping her any way I can. The driver left the scene, but Cajun destroyed his radiator. He is in custody, but we don't have more information than that right now. So if I'm not around, it's because I'm busy being a nurse.
Cruella delivered her kids 12 days early, but they are both healthy little things, and beautiful little does. I'm having a hard time naming them though.
My birthday is this weekend. Friday I'm going to dinner with my friends and seeing where the night takes us. Saturday Jhay and I are headed north to go kayaking with my dad for the day.
Be good to each other, kids. Do good for each other, too. Donate 10 dollars to the Red Cross, volunteer at the homeless shelter, or find something that makes your heart feel better. Life can be brutal, but it can also be beautiful, if we give the beauty in ourselves to it.
The cyst on my ovary was 12mm (or about 1/4 of the ovary), but they wanted to wait another 6 weeks before they would do anything to deal with it. Thankfully, it seems to be healing on its own, which is great, because in 6 weeks, I'm on a plane to London.
Sunday night, my best friend/sister from another mister was riding her horse with a mutual friend. A drunk driver collided with her and Cajun. Caj was killed and Angie, by some miracle/act of God, was spared with only a severe concussion, serious road rash, and some muscle damage and bruises. By all accounts, she is lucky to be alive, and if not for the extensive training and experience she has on horse back, she probably would be dead. I haven't really processed this. We're working through it together. I've spent 8-10 hours a day out there with her, changing her bandages, keeping her business running, and helping her any way I can. The driver left the scene, but Cajun destroyed his radiator. He is in custody, but we don't have more information than that right now. So if I'm not around, it's because I'm busy being a nurse.
Cruella delivered her kids 12 days early, but they are both healthy little things, and beautiful little does. I'm having a hard time naming them though.
My birthday is this weekend. Friday I'm going to dinner with my friends and seeing where the night takes us. Saturday Jhay and I are headed north to go kayaking with my dad for the day.
Be good to each other, kids. Do good for each other, too. Donate 10 dollars to the Red Cross, volunteer at the homeless shelter, or find something that makes your heart feel better. Life can be brutal, but it can also be beautiful, if we give the beauty in ourselves to it.
Stolen from my facebook, because I think it's important, and someone irritated me tonight.
I know people today don't have a "link" to their food. I know some people think meat magically shows up at a grocery store. I know people who want to complain about the world and food pathways. That's cool. But here's the thing. You have to be the change you want to see. If you don't like what Big Ag is doing (I sure as hell don't), if you don't like that's not subjected to the same laws as other companies, if you don't like the way the animals in it are treated, or the fact that your carrots also have peach DNA in it, here's what you do: STOP SUPPORTING THEM. Buy local. Buy fresh. Buy from people who put their cows out on grass, don't feed them grain and most importantly OTHER COWS AND SHIT LIKE CHEWING GUM AND ALUMINUM FOIL. Don't buy from people who put 10 chickens in a 3x4 cage for the duration of their lives. Buy from people who know where your food came from, how it was raised, how it was treated, and be a part of your own food pathway. You can grow your own veggies, no matter what kind of life you live, or where you live. Gardening is therapeutic and rebellious. Growing your own food is one of the best things you could ever do for yourself, your family, and the world around you. Stop supporting Big Ag, support yourself and your community instead.
I know people today don't have a "link" to their food. I know some people think meat magically shows up at a grocery store. I know people who want to complain about the world and food pathways. That's cool. But here's the thing. You have to be the change you want to see. If you don't like what Big Ag is doing (I sure as hell don't), if you don't like that's not subjected to the same laws as other companies, if you don't like the way the animals in it are treated, or the fact that your carrots also have peach DNA in it, here's what you do: STOP SUPPORTING THEM. Buy local. Buy fresh. Buy from people who put their cows out on grass, don't feed them grain and most importantly OTHER COWS AND SHIT LIKE CHEWING GUM AND ALUMINUM FOIL. Don't buy from people who put 10 chickens in a 3x4 cage for the duration of their lives. Buy from people who know where your food came from, how it was raised, how it was treated, and be a part of your own food pathway. You can grow your own veggies, no matter what kind of life you live, or where you live. Gardening is therapeutic and rebellious. Growing your own food is one of the best things you could ever do for yourself, your family, and the world around you. Stop supporting Big Ag, support yourself and your community instead.
As some of you know, this year has been pretty terrible for me. I'm not going to drag out the pity parade here, but there are two things I wanted to say here today.
Setesh, my first, most beloved chinchilla, is dying.
These past few months have been very difficult out in the barn. Ursela, my youngest doe, was bred last fall. In December she presented with a head tilt. In January, she went on antibiotics and stayed on them until the end of March. We had no idea how any of this would effect her unborn kid. Despite days where she screamed at me and I screamed back, and wondered if what I was doing was the right choice, I am happy to say it all finally paid off.
Sometime between 1 and 1:30 this afternoon, Ursela delivered a large, healthy baby boy. Picking him up and holding him left me the greatest sense of accomplishment and peace I've felt in a long time. Now that's he here, I can focus on caring for her and getting her fully recovered.
Setesh, my first, most beloved chinchilla, is dying.
These past few months have been very difficult out in the barn. Ursela, my youngest doe, was bred last fall. In December she presented with a head tilt. In January, she went on antibiotics and stayed on them until the end of March. We had no idea how any of this would effect her unborn kid. Despite days where she screamed at me and I screamed back, and wondered if what I was doing was the right choice, I am happy to say it all finally paid off.
Sometime between 1 and 1:30 this afternoon, Ursela delivered a large, healthy baby boy. Picking him up and holding him left me the greatest sense of accomplishment and peace I've felt in a long time. Now that's he here, I can focus on caring for her and getting her fully recovered.
Thursday night: random very large pool of blood in the bathroom when I get home from work.
Friday: Find where blood came from, emergency trip to the vet for Sampson
Today: Sam doing well, Setesh seems to be having issues. Force hydration on chinchilla, followed by benebac, seen eating before I leave for work. Milk goat. Tanz doesn't want to milk, she wants to be a free goat in the pasture. Fix milk stand. Time for 5 minute shower. Get dressed, no time for breakfast. Leave. Look at pants.
Covered in cat vomit.
ETA: came home to a missing/dead chicken, second one this week.
Friday: Find where blood came from, emergency trip to the vet for Sampson
Today: Sam doing well, Setesh seems to be having issues. Force hydration on chinchilla, followed by benebac, seen eating before I leave for work. Milk goat. Tanz doesn't want to milk, she wants to be a free goat in the pasture. Fix milk stand. Time for 5 minute shower. Get dressed, no time for breakfast. Leave. Look at pants.
Covered in cat vomit.
ETA: came home to a missing/dead chicken, second one this week.
I honestly have no idea how professional models whittle through all the images they recieve from shoots. It's easier for me, because I create two piles: I look like a fucking idiot and oh, hey, that one doesn't look too bad.
Hello hippies!
As we begin to plant our spring gardens, I have a request of you. If your gardens have previously left you with a surplus of veggies, or if you have space for a couple extra rows, it would mean the world to me if you would join in me in a Grow a Row challenge.
How it works
1. Find a local food pantry and see what types of fresh foods they are most in need of. It's usually tomatoes, onions, lettuce, and other basic veggies like green beans and peas. (Please note that many people are unfamiliar with the non-common forms of these veggies, so stick to the basics like roma and beefsteak tomatoes, romaine and iceburg lettuce, etc, so that they don't go to waste at the pantry.)
2. Plant an extra row of your selected group of veggies, and harvest them when ready. Take to the food pantry and give the gift of fresh, real food for families in need.
3. Encourage your gardening friends to do the same. Part of a club? Bring it up at your next meeting. Put a flyer up in your local greenhouse if they do that sort of thing. Spread the word. Together we can make non-GMO fresh food a reality for families in need, at nearly no cost to us!
4. Report back here with your success stories!
As we begin to plant our spring gardens, I have a request of you. If your gardens have previously left you with a surplus of veggies, or if you have space for a couple extra rows, it would mean the world to me if you would join in me in a Grow a Row challenge.
How it works
1. Find a local food pantry and see what types of fresh foods they are most in need of. It's usually tomatoes, onions, lettuce, and other basic veggies like green beans and peas. (Please note that many people are unfamiliar with the non-common forms of these veggies, so stick to the basics like roma and beefsteak tomatoes, romaine and iceburg lettuce, etc, so that they don't go to waste at the pantry.)
2. Plant an extra row of your selected group of veggies, and harvest them when ready. Take to the food pantry and give the gift of fresh, real food for families in need.
3. Encourage your gardening friends to do the same. Part of a club? Bring it up at your next meeting. Put a flyer up in your local greenhouse if they do that sort of thing. Spread the word. Together we can make non-GMO fresh food a reality for families in need, at nearly no cost to us!
4. Report back here with your success stories!
