Saturday, June 30, 2012

Thoughts on stuff

High School Reunions: Mine is coming up on the 25th year this year.  I'm not going, nor have I gone to any of the others.  When I think about going, it gets my stomach wrapped up in knots with stress.  High School was not the wonderful, la-la-la that others must have had. I mean, they celebrate it with reunions, right? I was depressed through High School, horribly depressed.  That's what I remember. Oh, I had a few friends, but I just cannot force myself to pretend that those years were the best of my life.

Returning Student: Yeah, I called to register for classes at the Community College yesterday, stating I was a 'returning student'.  The lady questioned, "Oh, you were here for Spring Semester?" to which I replied, "Yeah, about 23 years ago."  There was a pause after that.  I then realized there were kids attending college who weren't even born the last time I was at College.  Kinda depressing and positive at the same time.

Heat: I'm a WI girl; I can put more clothes ON in the winter to stay warm.  I'm down to the absolute minimum I can take off and still have my dignity. It's too freaking hot! And we desperately need rain. All storms either fizzle out before they get here, or skip right over us.

Poultry: Another gosling died last week, about 4 days after we got it.  The hatchery was real good in responding to our email about what could have happened; they thought it was stress. It was either that or some sort of physical deformity. The gosling was gasping for air for two days before it mercifully just died in my hands.  Otherwise, 8 geese, 4 ducks, 30 chickens still wander around the farm doing their thing.

Birthdays: Hubby had another birthday, he's doing just great about it.  I never understood those people who get their knickers in a twist over their age.

Knitting: Cavallo Point is proceeding nicely. Other stuff has been shelved because I don't care.  Tour De Fleece starts like...soon.  I need to card up some Alpaca and spin it.

AAAND a picture:

OH and Cap Sleeves: Whomever designed dresses with these deserves to be tortured! I end up digging them sleeve out of my armpit like every 5 minutes because they just don't. fit. right! STOP MAKING THINGS WITH CAP SLEEVES! Another 2" of sleeve length is all that is needed.


Sunday, June 17, 2012

Old MacDonald had a farm

I'm not that old, nor am I MacDonald, but I am part Scottish!
To count:
Three goslings hatched last week.  That was primarily why I was not blogging.  One was a bit slow emerging from the egg and needed help.

There are 24 chickens under that galvanized roof that is the brooder.  They are bigger now, but still UGly! These chickens were bred for meat and show it: large breasts, spotty feather production, stupid as the day is long.

We put them in the garage for protection until they are big enough to head on out to the coop. The coop is 99% done - we are working on shingles and that's it.  If it weren't 100 degrees in the shade, that would be done by now.

Four ducks. They're fun to watch.  Until a few days ago, they were out in the laundry room. They're only a month old, but they wanted out...really wanted out.  So now they are in the coop with the larger chickens.

Yesterday it rained for about 15 minutes.  Those ducks were outside happily preening and oiling their new feathers during the whole thing.  They've been staying mostly in the coop hiding or something but this morning they headed for the lilac bush directly across from their new home.

 And for the last: The 6 larger chickens: Fried, Fricassee, Broasted, Broiled, Sauteed, and Curried. The Roosters are Fried and Fricassee, with Fried being the white one.  They like to fight and dominate and crow.  All the time with the flipping crowing...............

Thirty five animals; not counting the three cats inside. Two months ago, we had just 3 cats.

oh and knitting? I made a bunny for a friend of mine's daughter's birthday.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Not So Random Tuesday

Today is recall election day here in Wisconsin.  I'm sad to admit it, but I've learned a lot about how horrible people can be to each other in the last 2 years.  It culminates today, but I do not think I will forget the abuses hurled at me by my own family very soon.  I've learned a lot, and most of it is just depressing.

On the re-entry to Uni front: I've applied for admission to our UW System. I am three courses away from an Associate's degree. After High School graduation in 1987, I attended our UW Center for two years.  That is why I've gotten so close to that degree.  I'll just throw that one up with the one I got from BTC.    The important issue is the Bachelor's in Electrical Engineering.  Some smart local businesses got together and and donated money towards land, building and professors so that people like me don't have to drive to Platteville to get my degree, but I can earn it at U-Rock.  That saves a ton of money, commute time and resources.

And in about 3-4 years I will have a degree.

So randomness:
Not as random as I usually do, but it does help those who want to raise chickens and ducks.  We brought home a cardboard box to brood the chickens/ducks.  Brooding is keeping them warm in an isolated spot until the blighters get their feathers.  Above the area is a warming lamp that is calibrated by putting a thermometer in the middle of the pool and adjusting the height of the lamp until it reads correctly.  At this point it needs to read 85 degrees Fahrenheit. The cardboard box did not work all that well as liquid crap + water soaked through and the bottom fell out.   The ducks like to splash water all over and the chickens crap like champs.  I was changing out the bedding once a day with  a clothes pin on my nose.

So we bought a cheap plastic wading pool.   I still needed to change the bedding once a day, but not the cardboard box.  This little area is in our laundry room.  25 chickens and 4 ducks fit in it just fine for about 4 days.  As you see, the chickens look horrible.  That's because they are losing their down and replacing it with feathers.  They are not happy about it either.  Lots of 'help me' calls come from them. It's a very loud, "PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!PEEP!!" that is one common call among all the poultry we've had. Geese, ducks and chickens make that same call when they need help.

Now they are stashed under the real brooder. It's a thing that looks like a roof of a shed. Inside is a heater and a lamp.  It rests on 4 adjustable legs. Dave got it from the magic barn.  The ducks are staying inside as their heat needs are more than the chickens.  They're chatty ducks too.  Every time I open the door they start talking.