Handmade Gift Exchange and Xmas Wreath

Twice a year the sweet gal at Craftaholics Anonymous hosts a Handmade Gift Exchange. This is super fun, and this is now the second one I've done. My partner was from the blog Who Makes up this Craft, and she sent me a 9x13" baking dish with my last name etched on it! So cute! I didn't take a picture, but hopefully she will and post about it. If not, I may do so. So here is what I sent her (minus the creamer and sugarer, they are for scale)

 She told me she liked houndstooth, so I went with a traditional Christmas candle mat. 

This is actually my second attempt at this thing. My first houndstooth, while cute, was not houndstooth. The ratio of the small triangles to the squares was way too small, so I ended up with something very funky looking. The gals at my quilting retreat told me they liked it just on its own merit, but they agreed it wasn't houndstooth. I may post it in a later set of projects if I remember. The whole project is about 10" square, and I also quilted the outside border in gold thread. Doing that reminded me what a PAIN it is to quilt with gold thread! Some company really should figure out a better way to make that stuff, because it is such a nightmare. 


It must be Christmas craft time, because I also threw together a wreath from some cedar branches Ryan brought me when he cut down our Christmas tree. 

I'm pretty please with how this turned out, it's made just with wire and cedar branches, and a little ribbon for color. I didn't use a wire wreath frame so it's not the world's roundest wreath, but I'm OK with that. I will give a word to the wise: if you make your own Christmas wreath out of cedar branches, wear gloves! I picked tiny little bits of cedar needles out of my fingers for three days. This is one of those little things on my mental bucket list that also fits into my personal "things a farm wife should do" category. There's just a big part of me that thinks a traditional-minded farm should have a traditional Christmas wreath!

Not Easy Being Green

The building has a new theme song. In soliciting advice on the building color, someone pointed out that in the grand scheme of things, we could actually work toward a cohesive farm color scheme. Now, that appeals to the organized, crafty side of me like nothing else has. So that left us with pink, yellow, or green if we wanted to use the colors in our logo. 

With this in mind, green actually made some sense. So Ryan took the little can of paint we had from painting our sign into Menards and had it matched. 

I think that was the way to go. I know, lots of people liked the blue, but it really was much bluer in the real world than the picture. Really blue. Crazy blue. Anyone who was here for Thanksgiving can back me up. 

We're also thrilled Thanksgiving is over. Thanksgiving is my second favorite holiday (after Halloween) and I LOVE having people over. We had 11 here, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. 

That being said, I'm always glad when the turkey season ends. Last Sunday was our delivery day and our biggest day of the year. We go to Picket Fence Creamery for their special "Sample Sunday" every year to have our customers pick up preordered turkeys. Here's Ryan helping carry turkeys to someone's car.

We bring the truck with two old chest freezers in the back to most of our drop offs, and this time they started out completely full with lamb, chickens, and (of course) turkeys. Here's what was left after the day was over:

A few chickens, a couple smoked turkeys, and a little lamb. One lady came and added two racks of lamb to her turkey order, bless her! We actually sold more lamb than I expected to, which was great. We get better at orchestrating that day every year, this year was the smoothest of all. The weather was pretty nice, sunny and not too cold. Last year it was freezing, windy, and drizzled all day long. Hazel also behaved very well and enjoyed chasing their farm cats around all afternoon. 

And now the Hazel picture of the day. The dryer was making a funny noise, so we were getting into it to clean it out. Turned out we had a broken piece of some overalls between the dryer drum and the support and it was scraping when the drum turned. But it all lead to another little engineer moment for our little one. 

Work those pliers, girl!

Blue Dabba Dee Dabba Da

Ryan painted our new chicken building yesterday. Now, I'm not saying he has bad taste in color, because he doesn't. He just has trouble picking paint colors in a hurry. So he was thinking he could paint the new building approximately the same color as his grandpa's barn. I looked for a picture of that barn to show you, but Google Maps doesn't have streetviews in the middle of nowhere and I don't have any pictures either. Anyway, Grandpa's barn is light blue. Like robin's egg blue, but lighter. 


Enter Ryan's interpretation.

He calls it Pepto Bismol blue. When I see this building, I hear in my brain the song "Blue" by Eiffel 65 from 13 years ago (has it been that long????). If you don't know what I'm talking about, their music video is here. This building will have white trim, but right now it's just very blue.


I admit, it's actually growing on me. It's a landmark. But I'm asking you now. Do you think it should stay this blue? Do you think we should paint over it with a much lighter blue? Or should we go get a bucket of barn red paint and just paint it barn red? Ryan and I have decided to "ask the blogs" and see what you all say. So please comment below or on my facebook posting about this blog and tell me what you think! What color should this building be?

Some things are hard to blog about

Some things are hard to blog about. I will tell you right now that, for your sanity and mine, this blog has no pictures. 
Ryan called me tonight while I was writing customer reminder emails (turkey pickups are almost done!!!) and told me, "I need the gun and the bullets NOW." He said he had a 'coon pinned with a stick. His words. So I rushed out there with these items and he had a raccoon half in and half out of one of our traps right outside the shop. He had a big dowel rod (broom handle?) and had it pinned against the wall.
It wasn't moving.
So while I held the stick to "keep it pinned" and Ryan loaded the gun, we contemplated this raccoon's current status. I released the stick a little, and the 'coon didn't move. I poked it. Still nothing. 
So yes, my husband called me in a hurry to grab the gun to kill a raccoon that had already had a heart attack or suffocated by the door of the trap or something. He shot it for good measure anyway. 
If 'coons weren't such destructive rascals, I'd feel bad about this. But since moving to the country I've realized the little devils are a menace. 
Ryan and I joked that this was not something we could blog about, but I decided to do it anyway. After all, this falls into the category of things I just never really considered before moving out into the middle of nowhere!

Farmsitting, Wiring, and Reupholstery Work

It's been a busy week on the farm! Ryan went on a boy's weekend starting Thursday, so I've been tending the farm for 3.5 days. I know that man is overworked and underpaid, but I'll say it again! I am going to give that man a new job title: Bucket Manager. I learned that the state of our 5 gallon buckets around here are dismal. Half of them can only be used for feed and not water because they have holes in them, and most of the rest are missing their plastic covers for the handles. There are 2 decent buckets on the farm and the rest of the time I spent trying to figure out what to carry in what bucket! It's nuts! So I went to Theisen's tonight and splurged on two new buckets for $6. I meant to take pictures of the various sad and sorry buckets around the farm, but I'm afraid I failed at that so you'll have to take my word for it. 


On Monday Ryan had a bit of a run-in with our ram, Hades. Apparently Hades decided he didn't want Ryan around, even though he's usually even tempered and not a problem. I guess Ryan looked askance at one of his ladies, and that was that. Ryan limped for a couple of days, but was otherwise unharmed. Our video baby monitor that was in Ryan's pocket however, now looks like this:

We miss it! 


My stepdad has recently been a huge blessing with our new building. It's now almost completely wired (except into the breaker panel), and he has been down here 4 days in the last week and a half working on it!

Here he is putting on the exterior lights. 

Here's Ryan fiddling with something, I'm afraid it's pretty cluttered in the building right now with all the tools scattered about. 

So now the building has all 4 walls, roof, doors, windows, etc! The soffits are still open and so Ryan is going to shove some foam board up there before we have a local company come cover the inside with spray foam. It's going to be awesome!!
I actually helped quite a bit with the wiring (the lack of heavy lifting makes it something I can do) and had more fun than I expected. Wiring a building was surprisingly similar to wiring a machine at work!

Lastly, every time Ryan leaves for a guy's weekend, I try to tackle something on the home to do list so he feels like he comes home to a house that's better than when he left and so he feels like he can leave when he needs to. So here's this weekend's project! 
Ryan has a favorite chair. This monstrosity was actually in the house when we bought it, and he loves it. I failed to take a good "before" picture, so here it is after I took the arms and back off.

People would come over to the house and we would run out of seating around our kitchen island, so I would have to have people sit in this chair. It was embarrassing!

You can see the faded fabric in this one. It's, um, dated. 


So here it is after I reupholstered it!

I didn't do much to it, but I just recovered it so that it's clean and fabric actually covers all of the foam. I know, big deal. But I know that he is going to love it! Not to mention, I won't be embarrassed to offer it to guests anymore. At least until he and the cats wear this one out. 

Turkey Noises and Barn Quilt Progress

Turkeys really are interesting creatures. They're fun to watch, kind of like watching an aquarium. But one of the things that always struck me about turkeys is that they make a lot of noises, very few of which even remotely resemble "gobble." 
When they are really little, they predictably say, "peep peep peep peep!" Seemingly, always 4 in a row on the same note. Ryan and I now use this noise to indicate distress as one of our inside jokes; there was an occasion in Ikea where Ryan used that noise to mean "oh no, now what?!" and the rest is history.
But when they get older, the first adult noise they make is a bark. Then they make this contented little trill noise when they are content. In this video you can hear both of those noises.

They really only make a gobbling noise when they are in full adulthood, and even then it's rare. 
I took this video today, so you can see that the turkeys are growing well! It's been a very nice, mild fall and that has helped us. We process the first batch of these in a week or so! I think we're ready to be done with this season, Ryan especially needs a break from constant running around.

On the quilting front I have things in progress, as usual, but the barn quilt has looked like this for about the last two weeks:

 The yellow part is all painted, and the beginning of the pink is masked off, but that's it. It's not really an "I'm too busy" situation, more of a mood thing where I just haven't felt like finishing it. It's amazing how much dust comes down from our gravel road, it is well documented on the perfectly white paint. As a reminder, some day this thing will look like this:

Although the green is a little darker because it's what is left over from painting our sign.

And as is my recent habit, I end with a Little One picture (or two) of the day. Here she helps Daddy pick up fiberglass posts. The dog in the foreground is my mother's, we were watching it for a couple of weeks while she was traveling.

Our farm absolutely runs on these posts. Along with a little electric polyline, these things carry current all over the farm as well as hold the single wire to keep the cattle in (most of the time). Until they get too hungry and "storm the gate." 

Cast of Characters: Nermal

Nermal is our farm kitty. He was raised on the farm where we buy our feed and he charmed his way onto our farm. In some ways, he's a totally normal cat.

He's a little destructive. Here he got ahold of an egg carton.

Suffice to say, there wasn't much of that egg carton left. 

He's also a bit of a climber.

Here he is on the top of the bathroom door.

Then, of course, he likes to be in the middle of any quilt in progress. Quilts I'm working on are there expressly for his pleasure.

Even barn quilts in progress apparently count, as evidenced by his actions yesterday.

As of tonight, I now have the yellow painted on it, but as soon as it was marked up Nermal climbed aboard.


Somehow, he just knows.