My Big News

I have been waiting for the right moment to put this out there to the world and today seems like as good as any.  I have some big news that I have been excited to share.

I graduated from high school 15 years ago last week.  I remember it all pretty well.  I remember the trying to decide where to go to college and what my major would be.  I chose education, because it just made sense.  I knew I wanted a family and something that would always be there, so it just fit.

Over the years, as I have got more and more frustrated with my education career, my roots started calling me.  I started reading dairy farming blogs and following farmers on facebook.  At some point I started reading the dairy magazines that had always filled my Dad’s coffee tables.  My husband was row crop farming at that point.  (Believe it or not I begged him not to do it)  I helped him when and where I could.  I would actually volunteer instead of complaining.  Trust me I still complained, but it stopped being the please  do this complaints.  I day dreamed about a day that we could both farm together. And then some things just started to work out.  One was an idea that hit me when I was showing my oldest my wedding album.  The book is filled with pictures of all these people who are and were so important to me.  All the family and friends that came to support my husband and I are in those pictures.  They are forever a part of the history of the two of us.  Even though some of them are no longer with us, they are remembered in that album.  A thought hit me, there is something else that is etched into the history of me.  There is something else that will forever be a part of me.  There is a reason why my first sentence to describe me is, “I grew up on a Dairy farm”  It is who I am.  I love cows just about as much as I love my family.  In fact they might as well be family.  Around the time I decided that I just couldn’t stand not helping on the farm and that I needed to be around the cows more, some things just sort of fell in place.  So I took the plunge and switched careers.  It was a big decision, but it’s really just me coming home.

Wow

I absolutely can not believe it has been this long since my last blog post.  Time has gotten away from me, because we have been so busy.  I guess it all got started about the middle of April.  My husband started trying to get the corn planted and we have had one problem after another.  The planters broke so many times that I have lost count.  We were also slowed down by rain.  Rain isn’t a bad problem to have, especially when we have had two really dry years.  I am excited to see some rain happening, it gives me so much hope.  I think that my husband has forgotten what it is like to have to rush to get something finished before the rain.  We just haven’t had to deal with wet weather in so long.

It seems like every day since April, we have been so busy that I haven’t been able to catch my breath.  Some of that had to do with my boys playing baseball and t-ball.  I wouldn’t trade it for anything else, but geez sports are exhausting.  I don’t even mean they are exhausting for the kids, they are roughest on the parents.  We had weeks were we had 4 games and a practice in one week.  That makes for some very busy evenings.  But hey we got through it and I already miss it.  Well I miss it a little.

And last but not least, potatoes. (I know everyone just lives for my sweet potato updates)  Well I like to pretend everyone just lives for them.  Believe it or not are entering into our fourth year of potatoes.  I mean wow, really?  How has it been four years, since we started all this craziness.  This year, we weren’t sure if we should even plant the potatoes.  So much has changed since last year.  My hubby is back at work full time and last year was just tough.  We lost so much of our crop and we had to replant.  The thing is, I think we both really like doing the potatoes.  We have some very reliable customers and we have all this equipment.  We are doing a few things differently this year.  We are only planting 5 acres, that is about half of what we grew last year.  We also decided to not plant our own slips.  We just didn’t have the time to try to grow our own.  I feel so far behind, but we started getting the field ready.  It takes a lot of work, but I will keep you guys updated!