Definitely. I have a grapevine but I'm certain it's dead this time. I was thinking about getting some more but I didn't want to doom them from the beginning.
DH and I are off for a week. We have a use it or lose it timeshare week in Hawaii, so I'm taking my sis and her DH as guests in the place. Sis has never been to Hawaii and hasn't been on a plane for years. But her biggest fear is that the entire island will notice her white legs, since I'm forcing her to wear shorts for the mid 80's weather there. She's a veritable emaciated stringbean and is 5'10" tall, so I'm thinking her legs are the least of her concerns. I'm the roundish older sis at 5"6" and shrinking, so we'll be quite the sister clan!
Nobody is taking a lap top, so keep those pip poppers pipping and popping. I'll expect terrific photos and wonderful stories of each of your family additions when I get back.
Jason - hugs to you and your DW and children. Keep on posting so this group can continue their excellent listening skills for you.
Well, we had a great vacation. And sis and I didn't even fight once! But we did complain about our mother and both of our brothers. Good to get if off the chest, so to speak.
When I returned, I found that one of my Jersey Giant hens won't stand up. Our worker said she was just tired so he didn't do anything about her. Every day, I remove her from the coop, take her to a dusty shaded area and feed her. I did a search on BYC a couple of times, and per their advice, have been giving her water with a dash of ACV; I feed her whole plain organic yogurt; hand feed her cracked corn and layer food. Now, 6 days later, she still can't walk. Her comb is good color, eyes bright, eats and drinks when I bring it to her, but she will not get up on her feet. No bumblefoot or mites, no squawking when I handle her legs; she simply hobbles around barely, on her legs. What do I do now? btw: the rooster, our remaining one, is going to a new home on Saturday of a vineyard manager we know. He has two hens, and would like a rooster. Our hens are way too beat up from his romantic ways, and I'm now thinking I'm not gonna be in the chick raising business. Advice for my poor hen?
Worker drama: we have employed a mexican worker for over a year. First in San Jose where he helped DH with alot of his remodel work and painting work. Then when we moved up here, we asked him to come and help us here. When we were done with him in February, he decided to go back to Mexico where his family is. About 6 weeks ago, we called him back to help again, and to take care of the animals and house and property while we were on vacation. He's not an illegal - he has about 2 yrs left on his work visa. He gets $18/hr cash, lives in our trailer, and I feed him 3 meals a day. Thats called free room and board. He's part of our family, to a great extent, and we've liked him and cared enuf to make him a b-day cake, give him a nice bottle of wine for his b-day last week, a $200 bonus at Xmas time; helped him find and buy a car the last time he was here, which he wrecked driving back to Mexico; provided advice when asked about life, etc. Well, today was supposed to be his last day. We're outa money, and he found a job (supposedly) at a ranch near Sacramento to drive a tractor, do maintenance work, etc. We were gonna drive him to Sacto, about a 2.5 hr one way trip today. Last nite, while reconciling up the last check I was gonna write him, he flew off the handle at DH about how we don't appreciate him, cheated him outa money cus he worked (he said) 10 hrs a day every day while we were gone, and so on and so on. DH was very very upset, and tried to explain that we had fairly paid him for a very long time, that we were unaware of his 10 hour days, etc etc. To make matters worse, the fella decided to pack up and leave right that minute. So a few minutes later, I see him walking down our long drive with two bags/backpacks on his back/shoulder and his new grinder that he bought at Lowes. He disappeared into the night. I cried. For the horrible way the friendship ended, for his family who called two times last nite, wanting to talk to him (they don't understand english, so all I could say was that he had left), for my DH who really really enjoyed his company all day long as they worked side by side; for the entire mis understanding of money and cash and free R&B, for him not having to pay taxes, for him always been appreciative of my cooking and saying thank you after every meal, for the great loss of a good worker whom we truly liked.
See, sometimes it doesn't have to be sisters who break our hearts.