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frustratedearthmother
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Very busy and productive day. Before we went to look at the prospective rental property I had hard-cooked10 dozen eggs....yep, 10 dozen eggs. That's what I had after two weeks of accumulation. DH and I eat eggs almost daily, so I've got to give kudos to the girls! That's not even all the eggs, cuz I know that several of the hens lay in the pig pen and the pigs eat em before I ever see 'em. I prefer that they get the hard cooked eggs not the raw ones, but I can't stop them from being pigs and doing what pigs do.
We called a fence contractor to come out and replace two sides of privacy fence. We had taken down most of one side for the septic folks to do their work. That fence has been put up and blown down because of Hurricane Ike, and I just don't want to piece it back together again. And, we need a drive-thru gate installed on both sides of the house - so - new fencing in order. They are supposed to start later this week. I think good gates are imperative for smooth farm operations. DH and I spent most of the afternoon taking down the remaining sections and stowing them away. It was pre-fab fencing in 8 foot sections. I don't recommend it and will never use it again. The new fence will be built board by board. I've got to ask the neighbor if he'll use his tractor and pull up the remaining posts. The new fence will be mounted on metal posts - much more hurricane proof. The sections that we took down will be used - nothing gets wasted around here. I think they'll make cute, rustic looking critter shelters.
We're watching the UT game now while some eggplant is simmering in spaghetti sauce. I cooked some bacon, sauteed some onions and eggplant in the bacon fat and poured some italian sausage/garlic spagheti sauce over it to simmer. We'll eat it over some carb free noodles and pretend it's real spaghetti. It's pretty good stuff and doesn't spike DH's blood sugar. I was surprised to find an eggplant left over in the garden, but I snatched it up and am grateful to have it.
If I'm still awake enough afte the UT game is over - I might end the day in the hot tub with a nice glass of merlot...
GO HORNS!
We called a fence contractor to come out and replace two sides of privacy fence. We had taken down most of one side for the septic folks to do their work. That fence has been put up and blown down because of Hurricane Ike, and I just don't want to piece it back together again. And, we need a drive-thru gate installed on both sides of the house - so - new fencing in order. They are supposed to start later this week. I think good gates are imperative for smooth farm operations. DH and I spent most of the afternoon taking down the remaining sections and stowing them away. It was pre-fab fencing in 8 foot sections. I don't recommend it and will never use it again. The new fence will be built board by board. I've got to ask the neighbor if he'll use his tractor and pull up the remaining posts. The new fence will be mounted on metal posts - much more hurricane proof. The sections that we took down will be used - nothing gets wasted around here. I think they'll make cute, rustic looking critter shelters.
We're watching the UT game now while some eggplant is simmering in spaghetti sauce. I cooked some bacon, sauteed some onions and eggplant in the bacon fat and poured some italian sausage/garlic spagheti sauce over it to simmer. We'll eat it over some carb free noodles and pretend it's real spaghetti. It's pretty good stuff and doesn't spike DH's blood sugar. I was surprised to find an eggplant left over in the garden, but I snatched it up and am grateful to have it.
If I'm still awake enough afte the UT game is over - I might end the day in the hot tub with a nice glass of merlot...
GO HORNS!

He was hot back in the day, and that 80 mil contract he signed was just icing on the cake for when I became his next ex-wife
Hey, I dreamed big back then!
and throw theirselves into the mud pit - chase chickens - antagonize the dog and generally make a nuisance of themselves. So amusing!
So, I gently invited her to turn around and face me like all well-mannered horses should do. She chose to ignore my kind invitation and spun around and charged the length of the run and, again, stuck her face in a corner and her behind aimed at me. So, I popped her butt with the lead rope and she charges around the pen and back into the stall. (seeing a pattern here?) I go to the stall to be greeted by her short wide rear end. I really didn't have time for this so I popped her butt and headed out of the stall with a muttered promise to her that we'd meet again.