Whew, what a weekend! One of our goats, Padme, went into labor on Friday, but after 24 hours of it, we decided that something wasn't right, and we took her to the vet. After 2-3 intense hours of pulling and pushing and 1 c-section later... we ended up with 2 adorable babies who we've named Luke and Leia. The reason that Padme was having such a hard time is because there was an extremely deformed baby that was stuck in the birth canal, and there was no way that he could have gotten out since he was the size of a medium dog (no wonder Padme was so huge!). He was born dead, and had one eye, a cleft palate, bumps all over his body and no hair on his belly... and... well, I'll spare you the gruesome details. :) Watching the birth was amazing and reminded of my lifelong passion to become a midwife... birth is the most awesome thing ever!!!
well, now on to the explanation of how I got poisoned... it really does tie into the above story, I promise you.
Since Padme had a C-section, we have to bottle feed the babies which has been SO much fun, yet tiring... they choose the most inconvenient times to eat (like 1 in the morning!). SO anyway, Padme's milk isn't fit for human consumption, but we have to feed the babies it and they are perfectly fine to eat it. WELL... someone forgot to label the bottle of Padme's milk in the crazy morning we had with everyone going 3 different directions... AND well, that when this story get's interesting...
I was eating some cookies today, and the only way to eat newman-o's (organic oreos) is dipped in milk of course! So I searched all over the fridge and found a partially filled bottle of milk in the back. I thoroughly enjoyed my cookies and when my younger sister asked where the cow's milk was, I assured her that it was on the top shelf, right where I had left it. About an hour later another sister came in and asked who had used the goat's milk (contaminated, might I remind you). I ran into tell my sister (who was sleeping) that we had better reserve our plots at our local cemetery... because we'd been poisoned!!! My mom hurried and called the vet to see if we were near to death. She was sitting there on the couch, and Mac. and I (partners in crime) were sitting awaiting our fate. She sat there and said "oh dear" and then went into another room to speak in private. Come to find out, the milk was full of tranquilizers from Padme's C-section. Since I lived to tell this tale, you can tell that my drink wasn't fatal... BUT the funny thing is that the tranquilizers still had effect, and my right arm, cheek and tongue went to sleep and I felt like I had just been to the dentist for a root canal (not that I've ever had one though).
It certainly made for a day full of laughs... I'm pretty sure that my family will never let me live this down. Hope that this story made you smile, and maybe even laugh out loud... it still makes me giggle!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
i have a bad case of...
...SPEAKING DYSLEXIA!!!
You know when you get your words mixed up and they come out all wrong? Well, that happens to me all the time! Yesterday I was talking to my mom on the phone and I was trying to say that I would get it all done in one fell swoop, but it came out backwards as "ONE SWELL FOOP!" Then today I was looking at my sister's books and she was telling me about her Shakespeare book, and I said that I had a complete works of "SPAKESPEARE" book! The funniest one yet is one time I was trying to tell the above mentioned sister something about tall, dark and handsome people (I REALLY don't remember what in the world we were talking about!), and tall, dark, and handsome came out as "CHARK DAHL". It's rather frustrating to have the aforementioned disease, but at least it makes us laugh!!BTW, did you know that people who have dyslexia (and have sort of overcome it) are really fast readers? I have a slight case of it and can read books really fast... BUT, my brother (who had a little more severe case) is the fastest reader in the world! He swallows books whole! Alas, the only downfall is that when you're reading out loud (or trying to speak sensibly) it comes out all screwy and backwards!! Have a terrific Tuesday!!! :)
Thursday, April 16, 2009
one of those days ;(
today was just one of those days... i was late for class (my least favorite class), and you can't afford to miss one minute of it, because you get so far behind. THEN, just before class ended, we got our tests back from last week. I about fell over!! I FAILED!!?!? How is that possible? I've NEVER even really come close to failing before! I went into my practice room, and cried for a second, but then I decided that there is no use in bawling over a failed test. I still have 1 more week of classes, and then a final that I need to pass! I need to get practicing my aural skills so I don't fail that class!! After that brief moment of sadness, I opened my scriptures which I happened to have with me, and found the following quote. It really blessed me, and I hope that it blesses you too!!!
" The wounds in his hands, feet and side are signs that in mortality painful things happen even to the pure and the perfect, signs that tribulation is not evidence tat God does not love us. It is a significant and hopeful fact that it is the wounded Christ who comes to our rescue. He who bears the scars of sacrifice, the lesions of love, the emblems of humility and forgiveness is the Captain of our Soul. That evidence of pain in mortality is undoubtedly intended to give courage to others who are also hurt and wounded by life..." ~ Jeffrey R. Holland
" The wounds in his hands, feet and side are signs that in mortality painful things happen even to the pure and the perfect, signs that tribulation is not evidence tat God does not love us. It is a significant and hopeful fact that it is the wounded Christ who comes to our rescue. He who bears the scars of sacrifice, the lesions of love, the emblems of humility and forgiveness is the Captain of our Soul. That evidence of pain in mortality is undoubtedly intended to give courage to others who are also hurt and wounded by life..." ~ Jeffrey R. Holland
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
just so you know...
I now have a missionary blog. It's mostly for when I on my mission... my family will post pictures and letters I write there, and there will also be information for writing me if you so please (and please do!). But I digress... right now I'm blogging about how I'm putting together my missionary wardrobe, and all the things I've learned in that area... I'm definitely learning.
So, stop by "An Indiana Adventure" if you so wish!
at last...
well, it's been awhile since I've had time to do a wordy wednesday... so to make up for it, here's several new words that I've discovered. I don'tknow why we don't use all of the fantastic words of our language more often!
paseo
[pah-sey-oh]
a slow, idle, or leisurely walk or stroll
bodacious
[boh-dey-shuhs]
thorough; blatant; unmistakable
duende
[doo-en-dey]
The ability to attract others through personal magnetism & charm
cormorant
[kawr-mer-uhnt]
a gluttonous or greedy person
diatribe
[dahy-uh-trahyb]
a bitter verbal attack
chimerical
/kɪˈmɛr
ɪ
kəl, -ˈmɪər-, kaɪ-/
Show Spelled Pronunciation [ki-mer-i-kuhl]
merely imaginary; fanciful
paseo
[pah-sey-oh]
a slow, idle, or leisurely walk or stroll
bodacious
[boh-dey-shuhs]
thorough; blatant; unmistakable
duende
[doo-en-dey]
The ability to attract others through personal magnetism & charm
cormorant
[kawr-mer-uhnt]
a gluttonous or greedy person
diatribe
[dahy-uh-trahyb]
a bitter verbal attack
chimerical
/kɪˈmɛr
merely imaginary; fanciful
Thursday, April 2, 2009
a BAD hair day
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
apron giveaway
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