So it’s now 2018. In years past I would have already been a few days into my New Years Resolution….Usually having to do with losing weight or organizing my life better. And let’s be real for a moment, I have failed at them year and year again. SO, knowing i will never achieve those, I have come upon something that I can stick with!
I have chosen a word to inspire me in 2018! A single word can be so powerful. This year I have chosen “Truth”. This word just speaks to me. It reminds me to be truthful with others , but also with myself on a variety of fronts such as parenting, and financial ability. Being truthful doesn’t just mean telling your best friend her dress is absolutely hideous when she is asking your opinion; it means really considering things for what they are.
So this is me in the New Year, ditching the Resolution and living a single word.
What’s your 2018 word?!
So the HK Bar had a major hail storm hit about 1 pm today. Golf ball size hail, high winds, and a torrential downpour.
I posted a video I took during the very beginning of it all. The hail was only about quarter sized at this point but coming down fast.
My brand new Yukon, my Dodge, and my husbands Dodge truck are all battered…..
The siding on our house has holes all over in it……
The three photos above are pictures taken four hours after the hail…still piles of it everywhere…
I immediately phoned all of our insurance companies on the house and vehicles. I asked husband to call in our crops damage (alfalfa total worth about 10k)…..for him to look stricken and tell me he had not yet insured for the year. *sigh*
Such the life of a rancher.. BUT here on the HK we try to keep our eyes on the 🌈 rainbow…. so we are praying God provides us deductible 💰 money…. And saying thank you that all our livestock is accounted for, safe and sound.
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. Pray for strength, pray for recovery, pray for patience and goodwill.
You know that soul igniting moment when food from your favorite coffee shop graces your senses? You can see it captured in the photo above of Owl and Bunny I took this morning. We love Mug Shot Coffee! We only go about once every few weeks do to a strict budget, but it’s pure rapture when we do get to go.
Mug Shot offers tons of different coffees, teas, juices, home made muffins and the yummy list goes on and on. Unfortunately I didn’t get a pic of the blueberry muffins we always get. They were just to good to hold off on eating.
So if you are ever in the North Eastern part of Kansas check out this hole in the wall. You won’t be sorry!
Today it’s cold(ish) and rainy. I have a severe head cold that is trying to kill me. I wheeze like I smoke two packs a day. (Never have, never will). Boo had a field trip to the Punkin’ Patch today. Does it make me a terrible mom if im so glad I didn’t sign up to chaperone? Mud and screaming children. Rain. Did I mention all that mud? Yeah, sorry not sorry.
So the little people did chores and then came inside. They wanted to paint. I wanted to blog. So that’s what we have been doing! It has been the perfect activity this morning. Windows open and paint supplies out. 😊
Even Eli is lazy today. He hasn’t been doing his wind sprints like usual this morning. He looks like I feel lethargic and fat.
In other news my little Blitz Manny has graduated to porch duty. No kennel for this guy. He can finally be trusted not to eat the feather babies (chickens), chase cars (ok maybe the occasional ATV), or harass the cows and horses. I’m so proud of this guy . I’ve invited him in but he prefers to avoid Eli’s glare. So Blitz Manny is happy to be found on his bed on the front porch, usually curled up with his favorite flat, abused, blue basketball. .
So this is me checking in from the HK Bar. Peace and have a wonderful day!
It’s more bad news from the HK Bar. Our Bo was killed in a freak accident yesterday. With a heavy heart we laid her to rest beside Tucker under the hundred year old Oak. A beautiful soul was called home to the Rainbow Bridge. Cheers to the happiest dog I have ever known. May you fly high, and know your HK Bar girls loved you. Cheers to the rescue dog that actually rescued my family.
I picked Jo up from Double J Performance Horses four days ago. She was there just shy of sixty days to be trained on the barrel pattern. I tell you what Jana Dreasher has done wonders with her! It was a bit of a rude awakening when I rode her at the Double J; I realized how far Jo had come, and how strong she is now; and I realized how much core strength and coordination I myself have lost after three kids and ten years out of the arena!
So much for me to work on. But I have happily been putting myself as well as Jo through the paces daily. I struggle physically to get through a one hour workout with Jo right now. But I am determined to get there. I am working on pushing Jo one stride past the barrel before I ask her to turn. I find myself continually cutting her a stride to early. We will get there. First and second barrels may not be perfect yet, but we have had a couple really nice thirds!
Jo is up in the barn stall for thirty days at least. Just in case any bugs rode home with us. Which is really doubtful, but just to be safe. Jo continues with her antics. Her personality shining through as always. She has made it no secret she is a bit annoyed with my clumsiness. I can’t say I blame her. I wouldn’t like an uncoordinated low muscle toned monkey flopping around in my saddle either. But she is forgiving.
I am very motivated to continue our daily workouts. Even if it means I can barely walk for the next several days! 😂
Husband and Bullet
Our little blue girl, Bullet, was meant to be my husbands dog. She gave her full loyalty to me when I took over her training. Now that she is nicely finished, it was time to turn her attention back to her original purpose; being my husband’s partner.
Over the past few weeks I have distanced myself from her. It was very difficult for me as I have really grown to like her. I would gladly take her on as my horse show partner to rode in the truck and guard the trailer on trips. Bit i have my goofy little Blitz coming up in ranks for that job.
So Kevin has assumed her daily care and excersize, and she has finally stuck to him like a burr on thick cotton. I am both sad and pleased at the same time. My husband lost his very good blue male about two years ago, and he never did quite recover I don’t think from the loss. So happy for him, but a little bittersweet for me. I get attached easily. 😉
So my little turncoat has officially swapped loyalties. And i couldn’t be happier.
Kevin and Bullet moving horses