Since I cannot quite blog yet, as I do not have the programs I need for it on
this computer, I will post here and then transfer them over to the proper spot
when I am able.

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June 14, 2009

The day here is gorgeous. I suspect there really is a Robin nest in my spruce
tree which is giving me and the cats entertainment. When I woke up this morning,
I was wondering if the view from my new home (whereever it will be) will have a
equally appealing view out my bedroom window when I wake in the mornings.

The final papers for the farm were signed the other day and it was not as hard
as I thought it would be. I think I am ready to move on to a new adventure.. not
that I was not heading there anyway, it is just I am more enthusiastic about it
now.

Yesterday a very nice mushing kennel came and took 7 of my sleddogs. I cried..
they cried.. the dogs cried.. it was so sad. But I know they will have a good
working home. They have promised to send me pictures.

I have two I have to place homes for yet, but they are good dogs.. so there
shouldn't be a problem as someone is interested in them. I am holding out for
the last second to put "Scout" down (he is 17 and actually in good shape still,
other than he can't pull a sled any longer. Even the mushign people who came to
get dogs yesterday were amazed how good of shape he is in) thinking maybe
someone will want him. Other than the number for his age, there is no real
excuse to put him down, but realistically no one will want to have him.

I went out to till the garden for the new people again late afternoon yesterday
and to run the tiller out of fuel before it is shipped and I got half a pass in.
Argh! I was hoping for at least 2 passes. I didn't want to leave it with baby
weeds emerging.. A thing of pride I guess. From going from 2" of questionable
soil to 10+" of beautiful soil was wonderful. I want to till up a space for a
garden at my new home this summer to get it prepared for next summer's growing
season.

I waited all day yesterday for the person to come pick up the dead bush truck.
And waited.. and waited.. he showed up the night (driving 2 hrs one way) before
to tell me he would pick up yesterday.. to no avail. So he tells me my
blacksmithing forge is broken and that is why my ex is not returning it (along
with a ton of other things, such as my complete serger and sewing machine
cords).. oh well. Less things to move back to the States I guess. At least I
have my anvils here and they are more important (and smaller *L*). I can make a
sod forge if need be and a sod forge was the first forge I had ever worked on.

Honestly it feels so bizarre to wake up in the mornings and have no farm chores
while being here. No gardening, no feeding of livestock, no water hauling, no
wood hauling..

I still have some of my hot peppers to give to new homes, but I am keeping them
here for now so at least I have something to tend. I may give them to my friend
I am giving my freezer meat to. I know he will enjoy them or he can farm them
out to others as well.

On stand-by.. something I don't do well with for much more than a day or two..
so I am getting antzy and want to 'get this show on the road'.. literally.

On the baby front.. when I became pregnant, I had a 1 in 42 chance of having a
child with chromosonal problems. That is just statistics. With my special NT
ultra-sound it went to 1 in 285. Then with the special SIPS tests (2 blood tests
spaced weeks apart and then take FOREVER to get the results back) I was hoping
it would be in the 1 in 1,200 range, but the results came back in the 1 in 3,400
range. Both my doctors and myself were quite happy with that. Doesn't mean the
chance is NOT there, but the odds are lower. So that is the good news.

The other good news, is I am only gaining an average of 4 pounds a month and the
baby is approximently 1 ounce larger than average with longer than average legs.
Which my mom was happy about as she apparently doesn't like her short legs
(something I never knew about mom)..

The bad news... I may have a protesting liver which evidently doesn't care to
have extra work with a baby. It sounds stupid, but I have a horrific ITCH all
over my body.. all at the same time. They say there is nothing to do about it
really, until a few days after you have the baby. So.. off to get more blood
tests soon to check liver function. I do believe I have been poked from the
'vampires' at the hospital around 30 times now in the last few months. There are
some risks with this liver issue, but so far so good. Although the doctors say I
can have a Benedril, I have been chosing not to take ANYTHING (even Tylenol for
any headaches) if I can, but broke down last night and took a half. Ahhhhhhh..
relief. It is like you fell into a vat of itch powder and nothing will work as
it is not on the skin surface. Not lotion, not an oatmeal bath, not straight
olive oil all over me, not Witch-vera, not sleep.. NOTHING WORKS ... and it
seems to be worse at night or when you get in the sunshine. So it was nice to
have some sleep last night, as some nights I have been getting 2-4 hrs of rest.

Ok.. back to house hunting.. so many options.. I am leaning towards the 7 acre
piece with a 650 sf house which needs some updating; the 4 acre piece with a
AWESOME 1,400sf farmhouse which needs work, has a year round creek and OLD
established fruit trees; and looking at places to build my home I was going to
build on the 160 acres up here.. decisions, decisions.... but it is fun.