Hair do days.

Chaney has this "annual" thing where he feels like he needs to shave his head. Typically this is a springtime event, however the wedding put a hold on the whole "head shave", Thankfully! haha. Since we've been married Chaney has been determined to have me shave his head before it gets cold outside. So this week I finally went to Missoula and bought some clippers and scissors... I wanted to try cutting it first (see if someday I can be his personal hair dresser)....

Here are some pictures to document our evening experiments:


BEFORE....

My first time cutting boy's hair...

SHAVED!

This boy had LOTS of hair...

Well, all I can say is, its a good thing he wanted to have it shaved....I would have shaved it either way. Luckily  he has lots of hair and it grows fast....I can practice lots! haha!

Weekend with Family

Ok so I was going to blog about the wonderful weekend I had with my family but I just kept thinking that my mom wrote it out perfectly....so check out her blog.... click here ......to hear about our awesome weekend with them in our Montana home.

I will add that I am so extremely blessed by every person in my family. I have a unique and special relationship with all of them. And for that I am beyond thankful. I know not everyone even knows their parents or siblings and I have had the unique upbringing of living with BOTH my parents who have been married for 21 years. And with my 6 beautiful and crazy brothers and sisters. They have helped shape who I am today and I wouldn't trade a single moment with any of them. I savor the memories I've made with them and plan to make many many more.

I can't thank God enough for my wonderful, crazy, big, Jesus-Loving, family!! They are the best! 

So I haven't had much to blog about lately...Chaney has just been fixing fence. Puttin up hay and taking care of the cows. While I have been organizing the house and tending to my other wifely duties...cooking. cleaning. etc. But the last two days I have been getting ready for....MY FAMILY TO COME VISIT!!! I am so pumped to see them and to show them where I am living. It's important to me that they get to see it all and be a part of what I am doing up here. plus....I LOVE THEM!!! They are on their way right now and I can't wait. It will be chaos from tonight til Sunday. It's a tad quiet up here sometimes. It will be good to have some familiar faces in my house! YAY!!! :)

H.U.M.B.L.E.D.

Well....Yesterday was just one of those days that you gotta look back at and laugh. But remember and learn from.

The day started out well. It was cloudy and calm outside and as the day went on the sun was shining and it was looking like it would be a great day.

Chaney and I headed out in the gator to see if we could sneak up on a bull with hoof-rot and give him a shot. We got close enough to only give him 5cc's. We were gonna have to bring him in.

So off we went to set up some panels and open gates in the "Working corrals" (they need some work before they will really be good for working...Chaney has a lot of fixing up to do out here).

After setting up the pens we decided to just move all the cows. So we caught and saddled our horses and headed up the hill. The cows haven't been moved a whole lot so they haven't figured out that moving in a group in the same direction makes it easier for everyone.

They split up into two groups and headed through the forest. Chaney and I each followed a group into the trees where you can't see 10 feet in front of you. Both our herds kept splitting up but we couldn't see them anyways. Eventually we got them out of the trees into the meadow and gathered them back into one group. From there we just needed to push them up the fence line into the next meadow. Well they had other plans and again two separate groups. Chaney took the larger herd and I headed after the others. My half decided to go through the swampy aspen forest though. My horse and I kept getting stuck and would have to turn and try another way. Eventually we couldn't go any further so we ran back to the meadow hoping to meet up with our cows on the other side. Luckily we did push them all the way through.

Once we made it to our final destination, Chaney and I realized our bull didn't make it back with us. He was hanging out in the woods with another 8 pair. However, there was a calf who needed a shot. So being the "Incredible" roper I am I offered to get him caught so we could do some doctoring.

Thinkin' I was some sort of hot shot was my first mistake. Not roping for about a year was probably my second one. But the third was most costly (I'll tell you about it in a minute)

I chased the gimpy little calf around several times. This is how it went: miss. miss again. OOps caught some sage brush. "Whoa Dillon". Miss. roped the dirt. At this point I was a little....upset...So I decided this would be my last shot.

The calf was running low on fuel, and I was low on patience. I snuck up on the calf and as he bolted Dillon ( my dad's athletic paint horse) and I followed in close behind. We ran right up on him and as I threw my rope Dillon and I noticed we were in the middle of a big, deep, thick swamp. The calf was stuck and tired and Dillon couldn't move ahead. He ended up falling over on his right side, dumping me and all my pride in the mushy grass. water. and mud. With me on the ground Dillon could get out. So he got up and took off. Leaving me and the wore out sick calf behind, wet and humbled.

Chaney showed up about that time and we got the calf his shot, drug out of the mud and our ropes picked up. When we were done, I started walking towards the barn, knowing Dillon would probably be there with the other horses. It's about a mile and half away ( I think). Chaney offered me his horse but I knew I needed to have a chat with God and thank him for humbling me. After walking about half a mile I tripped over a dirt clod, still needed some humbling. By the end of my walk, I had been pissed, cried, laughed, admired God's handiwork and caught my breath.

When we got back (Chaney met me part way with the gator) I was embarrassed. I don't handle humbling very well and I wasn't very nice to my beyond loving husband.

Once we got in the house, I was humbled enough to apologize and laugh at myself for all that had just happened.

That evening, I made some apple pie stuff. I was so proud of my baking skills. But when I checked on it I noticed a small fire in the oven and a LOT of smoke!!!  The pie turned out fine, but I had to laugh at how quickly I could get back on my high horse.

So.....after all that.....I have learned first how hard it is to be humbled. And second, it's only God trying to teach me that I cannot do anything on my own. Not even walk back to the house, without falling down.

He is my rock. My strength. My savior. My king. My hope and I will rejoice in that. God is my creator and without Him I can do nothing on my own.

Welcome to Lincoln

Today is my "second" day as an official wife. I say it is only the second day because we are actually in Lincoln, MT where my husband and I currently live and work. So today is the second day that I have been able to live as a wife does...

So far I have cleaned MANY MANY dishes, not just ones I've cooked with but all the new ones we got for wedding gifts. 

I have unpacked A LOT! And still have much to go through and even more to organize.

Yesterday I cooked all three meals and cleaned it all up...it's fun using all my new kitchen appliances. 

We also went grocery shopping in Lincoln yesterday. Grocery shopping here means you hop in the John Deere Gator and drive to town. It's really pretty funny to me but I love it.

In the past 24 hours I have also done a bunch of laundry. Got to wash all those new towels....don't want any fuzzies.

And, just to make my dad and brother proud I will say, I have already made several sandwiches and a few hamburgers. 

I am finally starting to understand all that goes on in many mothers daily lives...for those moms that work full time, I DON"T KNOW HOW YOU DO IT!!!! I love it all so far, but I am only having to take care of my husband, myself, our dogs and a few horses and it feels like a full-time job.

Being a wife isn't always easy, leaving my family was definitely not easy. But I know this is where God has called me and I am loving it. I am learning a lot of new things and the adjustment will take time but I trust the Lord and I am full of his JOY and Peace.

Lincoln, MT is my really stinkin redneck new home and even though it's a little "out there" I sure get a kick out of it. The people are nice. It's peaceful on the ranch and it sure is pretty out in the meadows.

Well this post is scattered and goofy but so is my dining room!!!