Plans changed!

Well, yesterday I didn't get any of the things done that I had hoped to do.  We did get part of the corrals built though!  We believe in recycling around here.  When the electric company changed our power poles last summer we collected a bunch and are turning them into a corral so that hopefully we can cut down on the number of cows and calves getting out.  That is the theory anyway.  Most of the posts for the main pen are set.  Russ was on the tractor and I was on the post hole digger.  It went pretty well. 

Today, we went to see the chiropractor because the tractor and the post hole digger both took their toll.  We picked up battery acid to tan the deer hides.  Then went to the grocery store.  I then had a long discussion with someone from Mexico that was impressed that I was going to make my own tamales.  I told her that good tamales are just hard to find around here and she laughed and agreed. 

When we got home it had started raining and we were stuck inside.  We decided to start our tanning project. For the record, if you are going to tan a hide don't bother cleaning the hide too much before you salt it.  It is easier to flesh after it has been salted. We have the hides fleshed and ready to be tanned when the kids go to be.  Since you have to use battery acid we didn't want to do that with the kids under foot.

Russ did chores while I made supper.  Carne adovada with corn tortillas.  Then I realized that the baby had lost the lid for the peanut butter so I made a batch of peanut butter cookies and some spice cookies.  Can you guess what is for breakfast?!  The dishwasher is on the blink again so I am letting my hands dry out before the next batch of dishes is done.   I am listening to Russ play his guitar and the boys are singing Old Dan Tucker.  The fire is burning and the cookies are done.  The work isn't done yet for the day but it is all cozy here.  The storm is blowing in tonight.  It is raining and windy and the boys are REALLY hoping for snow.

Oh, the reason for the name, "Flipflops in the Mud"....I am almost always wearing flipflops unless it is REAL cold.  This includes while doing chores and working in the garden.  My feet are almost always covered in mud and Russ never lets me forget this and is usually griping that I am not in "real" shoes when I am working.  I wear them while milking, loading horses, or stacking firewood it really.  I then remind him that when you area pregnant as often as I am they are the only shoes that fit.  My boots are for loading cows or going to church, and there are people in my family that have seen me in tennis shoes only a handful of times. 

My hands are un-wrinkled so I guess the dishes are waiting.  Until next time, stay warm!