Wordless Wednesday

Desperate Times

I've learned that even though I'm not real far from where I grew up, farming practices are more different than one would expect!  Back home there's more hills.  The "hills" here make the hills back home look like mountains.  The lack of hills allows the equipment here to be bigger.  There aren't many terraces around here and almost everyone does some sort of tillage.

The guys have some awesome help around the farm, but sometimes when the perfect day for hunting arises they are short a guy.  

Enter me. 

I rode with DJ to get some parts last Saturday morning and he was trying to figure out how everything was going to get done that day when he had the bright idea that I should rip.  I told him he would have to teach me and he couldn't get mad because I'm a slow learner.  

And then he taught me.  And then he left me.  Alone.  I only had to call him once a few times.  Surprisingly, everyone/everything survived.  I'm sure they were up on the hill laughing at me (turning is hard), but I didn't hear anyone complain for free help!!  Now I can't say I only drive the green tractor (aka lawnmower)...  

I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.

Ripping the corn field

Wedding Planning Extended

Leo Roy came down last night to try on some dresses that my family has collected over the years to see if any would work for her to wear for DJ's and my wedding.  Surprisingly, they all fit.  Who knew someone so tall and skinny could fit into the same dresses us not-so-tall nor skinny Morrisons fit in!!  Neither of us cared which one she wore, but luckily we sent pictures to Chuckles and she decided for us.  Check that off the to-do list!!  :) 

We also scratched off a lot of lotto tickets.  I think we won $5.  Not bad...

She also had a bag of stuff for me!  It was totally like Christmas!!  It contained parts of my bachelorette party gift and then this little homemade box of love. 

I opened it up and it was a piece of paper and the first thing I read was "Something Old" with a checkmark.  This instantly scared me.  I thought she had kept some embarrassing item from when we were little, maybe some goop, and had kept it all these years for me.  I kept reading though and my day was then made!!  Check it out at CropDoc's Blog!!

I should probably start dieting and practicing arts and craft time now...

Farming

I haven't seen DJ much since they've  been in the field (and it finally stopped raining-- I just jinxed that...) so he called today last Saturday and asked if I wanted to ride with him.

I rode with him earlier in the week to take a couple loads of corn to the co-op and then helped move vehicles to the next field.

This time, I just rode with him.  I imagine it can get lonely in there all by yourself, so when he asked I jumped at the opportunity.

The view when combining corn

Loading the wagon

Loading the semi

I didn't ride with him long, but we finished that piece before I took off.  It was way past dark before the guys quit for the day, but they had a productive day.

Grunge to Glam

I've had quite a few people ask how formal our reception is going to be-- it's not.

Wanna wear jeans?  Okay!

Wanna wear dress pants?  You bet!

Wanna wear your prom dress?  Do it!

We aren't exactly the most formal of folk, so we totally understand wanting to wear jeans.  I also know a few crazies friends who like to get dolled up for the new year.

Wear what you want-- I assure you that you won't be the only one like that!! :)