33 weeks!

Well time sure seems to be flying by right now. I suppose if we had the house done and were ready for the baby to come then time would be slowly eeking by. The spray on insulation guys will be here next friday to insulate the loft and the gabled end where the big windows are. Now John has some pressure to get the wiring done this weekend (:

It has been raining here. Yesterday summed up about a half inch and the next few days are calling for the same. I am so grateful, we need the rain. It is not real warm out, but complaining won't do anybody any good, after all it is Memorial day weekend and I don't ever remember this being a nice weekend as far as weather is concerned. I never could understand why people still go camping religiously every year on this weekend. The cold rainy weather forces me to stay inside and get some housework and bookwork done. So that is what is on my agenda for the day and then dinner at some friends tonight. Happy Memorial Day!

Frustrated

Well those of you that have read my Facebook may know that things have not been going so well with the house. A couple of days ago John was in the loft working on the wiring and had to pull some insulation out of the wall to drill a hole and discovered the OSB was all covered in mold. Upon further inspection realized that the whole loft was full of the mold, so we had to tear all the insulation out. Then we went into the basement and sure enough, it was solid mold as well. After doing some investigating and making countless calls, I found out that the reason was because the sheetrock wasn't up yet and any moisture in the house was going right through the insulation and then condensing on the wall causing the mold. Apparently if you put the siding up and the sheetrock up right away then it creates an moisture proof barrier and then only air is trapped in the space and no water can get through. This would have been nice to know last fall when I insulated. I also learned that bleach will not kill mold on porous surfaces. Apparently the bleach can not get to the roots of the mold and then the bleach part evaporates before the water does and then causes the mold to come back way worse. So I found some stuff on the internet and ordered it, hopefully it will get here today. Our new plan of attack is to spray the mold then have a company come out and spray on insulation so it will create an airtight barrier and never allow the mold to regrow. On a happier note my cousin came out yesterday and helped John get the wiring almost finished. They would have gotten it finished if we wouldn't have ran out of boxes, and our carpenter friends also came yesterday and framed up the babies room and framed in my bathtub. At least we are still moving forward but it is still frustrating being held up by mold.

Sorry I haven't been blogging lately, things have been kind've hectic around here. All but a couple of the sheep have lambed, a skunk ate all my baby chicks except for one. Poor little guy, I don't think it would have made it without company so I took it down to the neighbors and put it in the tank with all his baby chicks. Hopefully the poor thing will survive. The only good news out of that was that we did catch the skunk. He came back the next night just like I suspected and I had a trap set for him. He liked the smell of raw turkey and went right in the trap. And a bullet sent him to meet his maker. I have been fixing fence and this afternoon I am planning on hauling my holstein heifer, her steer compadre, and the butcher beef up to the meadow and turn them out. Next week my other yearling is getting AI'd and then she will go up there as well. I need to build a cross fence so I can haul my Dixie cow up there without the older weaned calves trying to nurse her. Then Decker gets hauled to the vet to become a little less of a man.

I hit 30 weeks on sunday, now for the final countdown. And I still have so much to do. I have to build the fence I mentioned above, we have to get our house finished and moved into, and set up the baby room. I need a miracle if this house is going to get done.



We did get the stairs done last week, so that was pretty exciting. Now John has to get the electrical and plumbing done so that we can get the sheetrock up. We hired some people to come do the trim around the windows and doors in the log part. We figured that would be one of those jobs that would be best done by a professional. So hopefully they will start on it next week. We picked up our appliances the other day in Helena. Now they are sitting upstairs taunting me because I can't use them yet.

Well as you know I have a ton of things to do, so I had better get off this dang computer.

28 Weeks

Only 12 more weeks to go!!

Which means only 12 more weeks for my house to get done!! Haha, ya right, probably not going to happen....grrrr

John's Antler Sheds

John found these sheds yesterday, Belle seemed quite curious!






I think they should hang right here, when the house is done of course!

The newest additions to the homestead. This hen patiently sat on her eggs and waited for them to hatch. I think I now understand the meaning of "mother hen" She won't let these babies out of her site.

Lambing

I've said it before and I will say it again that sheep are not my favorite animal. But since this blog is called A Day in My Life, and not by choice the sheep are part of my everyday routine I decided to include them. Last week on Easter sunday there was a ewe that had twins and then a little while later one had had triplets.



After taking a quick gander, one may realize that these are not "normal" looking sheep. I have never seen a lamb with spots before, not that I have been around that many sheep. But these lambs were not only strange looking but seemed to squeel like goats. Not that I have ever been around goats but this is what I would imagine they might sound like. After looking at the calendar and doing some quick math we realized that day was exactly 145 days after Rampage showed up here. 145 days is the gestation period of a sheep and Rampage, well where do I start?



Yes, this is Rampage. John gave him the name because, ummm, he is crazy, and runs head first into things, and jumps and climbs anything he chooses. Did I mention that he pee's all over himself. Sorry if you are gagging, but I like to keep things interesting. Rampage just showed up one day. We found out where he came from and called them to come get him, but they apparently didn't want him either because they never came to get him. So yes, Rampage is the daddy of the strange looking lambs. Only time will tell how many lambs will be out of his fine breeding.