You Know Its Love When....

Your husband gets you your own axe for Christmas so you can chop ice when its your day to do chores.  LOL.  See previous blog and what I used before I had an axe here:  "why-yes-i-do-remember-when-it-was-16"  This weekend, my friend K came down and spent some much needed girl-time with me...and as an added bonus got to experience some "farmgirl" time.  J and his Dad were moving cattle back to our place so that we can keep an eye on them when they start calving.  So I see the stock trailer pull up, and say to K "you want to go see some cows unloaded?"  Sure, why not.  So we both bundle up and head out there.  As we head out I see J's Dad running around and hollering, well something must be up...and then I see the distinct little black legs of a calf and realize he had had one in the truck cab with him, and this little booger was trying to make a getaway.  So we run over and hold this little calf (turned out to be a little girl-aww!) while Dad got the little ear-tag gun ready.  Now K to my knowledge had never been this close to a bovine creature, and was like, their bammaaarrr comes from their gut, and what pretty eyes they have.  Yep--they do!  She is a little cutie, and got her ears pierced just like a big girl would.  :-)

The next morning, we get bundled up to do chores, and K got some great pics of me chopping ice...LOL, it was fun or something....