

Baby Margaux and Baby (?)
I'll have to make another one next year for the baby. Oh, yeah… You heard me. Matt and I are expecting our first baby this summer. I'm a little over 12 weeks and have started feeling much better. I'm less tired than I was and I pinpointed a prenatal vitamin as the culprit for some of my nausea . We are super excited. We've heard the heartbeat and seen the little peanut on an ultrasound. As soon as it popped up on the screen, I said, "Oh look Matt! It already has your pot belly!" and he returned with, "Oh yeah… Well it has your enormous head!" but everything looked good. Baby is growing. As soon as I have a belly worth sharing, I'll post a picture. Right now I mostly just look chubby.

Oh, and the noise she would make to get our attention was just heartbreaking. Well, we kept hoping that soon enough her horns would grow so big they wouldn't fit through the fence anymore, but that hasn't happened. The past couple of weeks we have been finding her stuck again. I have been so scared and terrified that she was going to get stuck and the coyotes would come up and get her. And the bigger and bigger she gets, the harder it is to weasel her head back out. We have been trying to come up with options to stop her. One was to cut her horns off or file them down. Cutting them off just sounded so painful to me, but it was seeming more and more like what we were going to have to do. Well I told my dad about it, and my dad said, "just duct tape a stick on her horns so she can't get her head through in the first place." Well, last week pep was up to her old antics and this week she is sporting a new look! 

At first she was not popular among the others. They did not like her new app. The sheep tried to chew on it and she was harassed for a bit. But now, no one seems to notice. She has even learned that she can use it to scratch her back and clear out a little more personal space at feeding time.
November has come and gone so quickly, and I have been trying to get so many things in order. I'm getting really excited to get out the Christmas décor this weekend and I'm also excited about the Thanksgiving festivities this week. The year is marching right on past. It will be 2010 before we know it. The reality that my best friend from high school will be moving at the end of the year has set in too. She texted me this morning that her house had sold, which is great and sad news all in one.
In Matt news, he killed a deer yesterday! First off, my husband isn't really a hunter. In the 8 years that we have been together I have never seen him shoot a gun. I've heard stories, and he has shown me firearms before, but never actually fired them in my presence. About a week ago, I saw this beautiful buck on the farm and told Matt and the family about it. I had made the comment that Matt should try to get it before someone else does. I'm not usually in favor of killing the wildlife on the farm. I love seeing all the deer. I even like that every evening and every morning about 50-60 turkeys are roosting or wandering around in the field beside our house. But you see, other people, strangers, think that they can just hunt on the farm, well… because they want to. Basically we have a wide variety of people that trespass about this time EVERY year. I've literally drove by and caught them climbing through a fence before. They have a lot of nerve. Anyhow, Matt's dad knocked on our door yesterday afternoon, said he had seen the deer too, thought it was a good size and asked Matt if he was interested in shooting it. Matt decided to, and pulled one of his brother's rifles out of the safe in the house. Matt's late brother loved to hunt, so it was quite fitting that Matt used his gun, and shot a deer on his brother's birthday. He would have been very proud. So without any practice or even firing a gun in the last 8 years, Matt took one shot and killed his first deer ever yesterday.

Saturday some friends and I participated in the race for the cure in Nashville. We were a part of the team "Myra's Milers" which was formed in honor of a friend from college's Aunt who passed away less than two years ago. I myself have had two Aunts that had breast cancer and have passed away, so I was thrilled to be able to join the team and participate this year. The event was really great, and if I'm correct, "Myra's Milers" was the largest team and ended up raising the most money. I thoroughly enjoyed the Race for the Cure, the weather was a little gloomy but it was nice and cool. I finished the 5K in around 30 minutes. I didn't really time it, but it was in that area. Honestly I haven't been running as much as I used to, but I ran the whole thing, and I'm not too sore today. Now I did tweak my back Sunday, but that is a whole different story and totally un-race related.
A few weeks ago my dad blessed our goats and sheep with a new dwelling.
They absolutely love it. We couldn't even get the roof screwed down before they were in it. This one will be much better in the colder months that are to come. It will keep the wind off of them and give them more protection from the elements. They have already gotten an upgrade on their house.
They got a front porch. Actually this abomination was our front porch up until last weekend. I kid you not, this was actually the unsightly entrance to our house. It looks just fine for goats to stand and poop on, but it did not look very nice on our house. It was old, it had nails that would work their way out of it. It was too small for Matt and I to even stand next to each other.
This is our new front porch, and I love it. We added about a foot and a half to each side. It also comes out much further. Not only can we stand next to each other on the porch, but we can stand next to each other on the steps if we want too. I put the finishing touches on it this weekend by painting the wood framing under the composite decking. We still have a lot of work to do to make the house more presentable, but this is a huge improvement. Another improvement you can see is the tin roof we had put on this summer. Apparently the pitch of our roof is really low, and every time a big storm came through (which we have had a lot this year) I would walk around in the yard and pick up shingles that flew off the roof and of course there was the leaking that would follow. Matt did a great job on porch, and we only yelled at each other once during the project.
So the one of my previous blog post said that you might see my husband walking around. Well my husband read it and looked at the pictures and said, "I wasn't in any of those pictures". Therefore, I must clarify and post some that do contain my much neglected Husband :) It was a good show and Matt was a great assistant judge. My Father-in-law was a super great judge. And of course at the end of the day we brought home our two bossy, yet sweet, sheep. The show was held at the sleigh farm out near our house. They run H & S farms, a pick your own strawberry operation, in the spring and early summer. If you have never come out there for it you really should. This year not only could you pick your own strawberries, but you could buy strawberry cake, strawberry jam, and they also worked out a deal with Coldstone Creamery and had strawberry ice cream!
* sorry about the dotted out kids faces, but you could recognize some of them.
The little kids really liked showing their lambs. Of course some of the lambs acted up, jumping, kicking, trying to run off and dragging the little kids behind, but they really tried their hardest to keep control. I had no idea that these lambs are around 100 lbs and stout. You have tiny kids trying to control a farm animal on a leash. I have a hard time holding our sheep and at least I out weigh them. Years ago, Matt won the top showmanship award when he was just a wee little guy. Apparently his lamb acted up. She drug him all over the ring. Literally he fell and was dragged through sawdust and dirt by a 100+ pound runaway beast. He said when she stopped he stood up, dusted her off and cleaned her up, walked her back over to the judges and positioned her for them to observe her body composition. Then once they were finished, cleaned himself off. He said he cried he was so terrible embarrassed, but he ended up winning, because he made his lamb a priority, regained control, and showed well… good showmanship.
These kids work so much with the lambs and I know that it must have been hard to let go of them at the end of the day. I'm 26 years old and I would have probably shed some tears when they sold off the lamb to well… you know… market. But that is how the program works. Except for Hannah and Sally Pearl of course.



The bar preparation is coming along. I can’t say that I’m really excited about it or very nervous yet, right now all the studying just feels like a means to an end. There are quite a few interesting folks in my bar review classes. For example, Lady 1- She eats rice cakes, soybeans, and either a few pieces of dried or fresh fruit. But she is the first person to hit the door when we get our 10 minute break to go smoke at least 2 cigarettes.
I pretty sure that one, does not counter act the other.
Also here is some basil from the garden that I picked the other day.
It is now yummy pesto that I have eaten on toasted panni’s for dinner and lunch. I have also hung some to dry.
Here is something else I found on the farm on Saturday. We were moving this goat thingy (yes, Matt is getting goats. That story will have to be told later) and I see this gigantic moth on the ground. Matt picked it up and put it on the tree. This sucker was as big as my whole hand spread out.
Apparently is must have just come out of the cocoon. Matt’s Dad told me what it was, but I can’t remember. All I know is that it was big, and I had never seen anything like it before so I thought I’d share.
I guess I’ll get back to my studying.
Postings will be infrequent and probably regarding random things for the next few weeks.
Bar review is pretty time consuming, but if you look I’ve added a new little ticker that counts down to the Bar exam. I thought that I would have free time by not working, but that was obviously a mistake. I’m in bar review from 9-12:30 then I get home about 1:30, go to the gym, get my butt home and study/review/take practice exam questions from about 3 to 6 or 7 pm. Right now I’m adding review material to my ipod so I can listen to it while I’m at the gym or whenever.
Matt is working on the farm A LOT. They have been cutting hay for a few days now. He has a sunburned neck, forearms, top of feet (because he wears chaco sandals for almost everything despite my warnings that one day he is going to lose a toe), and two lobster knee caps.
I’ll leave you with a picture of one of the calves. They are getting so big. Until next time…
Friday we had some severe weather. The cats and I crouched in a hallway, while Matt stood staring out the window to see if he could see anything coming.


And here is a picture of Meeper our cat curled up on Matt’s backpack.
We could buy these cats goose down beds and they would still lay on our things and coat them with hair. I tell you nothing is sacred in our house. This little booger has forced me to require that the bedroom door be closed shut at night. Otherwise I’m awakened multiple times during the night with what feels like a 15 lb paperweight on my legs, belly, feet, etc, weighing down the blankets and making it impossible to roll over and get comfortable. You think she would know how it feels after witnessing what Hans does to her when they try to co-sleep/nap.
Until she was banished, I kept smooshing Matt and whacking him. It’s been nice the past couple of nights, but I anticipate Matt asking to let her back in soon. He likes having her cuddle in at night and be sweet. Of course this is only because she lays on him for a few minutes and then, under the cloak of darkness, tiptoes over to harass me.
Over the weekend Matt and I picked apples off a tree next to Matt’s parents’ house. I made some Apple jelly and then made my very first attempt at baked apples. They turned out pretty good, and the whole house smelled absolutely divine!
I have a new appreciation for those that have been doing it for years. It’s pretty time consuming to us new comers, and can get pretty tricky with all the boiling water and hot containers that you can’t touch with your hands. Aunt Marilyn, I’m sure you have some wonderful recipes, tips, tricks, or advice that we would love to hear. If any come to mind, you have my email address, feel free to send me one anytime.
I have a feeling that quite a few of our friends may see a this label in a Christmas present this year.
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