What did I get myself into?

You might remember that My Goat is a JERK! We really had no idea what we were getting into. Really! I knew it was a bad idea to fence in the "yard" and have the goats around the house. Sure, we are going to tear it down. We are building a new house. While we are actually living here, though, it was an even worse idea than I thought it was. That is saying a lot!!! I think every idea my husband has it the worst possible idea with the most horrible consequences.

My cynicism has totally underestimated this horrible idea..... It is just a bad idea... Here let me show you why.

Above you will see Huck looking through my redneck glass window on my front door. He broke it, and I duct taped it. Then he broke it some more.... The glass fell out and we replaced it with plexi glass.. Ha HA! Mother Brother! Gotcha.... Now you break it!!! Yeah! so I thought....

Then my dear Huck started to charge the door and ram it with his horns when he wanted to play, eat, play, play, or was lonely...... He would hit the door, when it was locked, until it opened in the middle of the night. Then he would come in the house and walk around until the dogs barking would wake us up. We would take him back out and do it all over again... He charged the door so much that this happened:

But wait there's more!!! Below, you will see where the siding on my house use to be.... It's not there anymore because Huck wanted to tear it down.... and he did. He is the best goat ever. We have got to figure out something for him, or he will be leaving.

Moral of the story:

Male Goats will destroy your Home.... Oh! and I have NO idea what I am doing!!!

We are just eggstatic!!!

As you may know, we jumped into raising farm animals with goats and chickens.

Chickens were a fantastic idea! They are so easy to take care of and so sweet. Out of our 20 chickens, we are getting anywhere from 14 to 16 eggs a day. It is fantastic. Home raised eggs taste SO much better than store bought!!! We have also been lucky enough to sell our extra eggs to neighbors and church friends! What a wonderful adventure.

Not only are we lucky enough to provide food for our families, but we are now adding a small income to our bank accounts. Cool!

The neatest thing happened a few days ago. Tater bug was making herself scrambled eggs for breakfast and started screaming at the top of her lungs!!! I just knew she had hurt herself, or had caught something on fire.

I jumped from my chair and tore into the kitchen to find out what was going on. Well, as it turns out.... nothing was wrong. I really have to teach her about emotional control. She freaks out over nothing, and gives me regular heart attacks.

This is what she showed me:

We had gotten our first double yolked egg. Of course, my children keep calling them oaks. That was cool.

This is just one of many things that has happened around our home in the past few weeks.

What has been happening in your neck of the woods?

I don't even know where to start....

I am so lost at where to actually begin. My computer contracted a nasty virus or two. It was so bad that the tech guy told me to take it to Best Buy from now on. Awesome! Yes, I am that talented!

So much has happened over the past 2 weeks or so. I have pics that are stuck on my camera. I need a new transfer cord. I might just retake a few with my crappy camera on the cell phone. That way I can get to posting. At any rate... You can expect quite a few posts over the next week or 2 or 3... So get ready.....

Don't think..

Please don't think that I have forgotten you or my blog. I haven't. My laptop contracted a nasty virus several weeks ago, and my tech guy has it. I am hoping to have it back next week.

I just know he has to be sitting there thinking, "How the crap does she get into this mess?@!!"

Yeah, I am just awesome like that. So hopefully I will have a wonderfully awe insriping post for you soon. I doubt it though... It will probably be the same old goofy crap. Although.. I do have a few post of good news.. Yay!!

Please excuse bad grammer and misspelled words. tiny keyboard.....really tiny....

Well, Glad you told me....after 7 years of marriage!

Welcome back. I have been gone for a minute. My hubby was in state from work this week and I got to spend some much needed family time with him. I just miss him so much. He is so wonderful, and I am blessed.

You may notice that I talk about AD/HD and Dyslexia a lot. My children and I were diagnosed several years ago. We are all medicated for our AD/HD and it is wonderful. I know that medication isn't the answer for everyone. We went through several medications to find what worked for us. We also used alternative therapies that I wish would have worked, but did not.

Between my girls and I, our prescriptions cost about $300 a month....not to mention my migraine medicine and brain tumor. Crazy right!!

My husband is a Veteran. He served this country for 10 years. We are very blessed because of this. Well, one of my grandmother's friends asked why I wasn't getting my medicine from the VA. Well... I'm not a VET, my hubby is. She said they would pay for my meds and the kids! WHAT !?!? She said that all I had to do is go to the VH when I needed medical attention. Seriously? I already owe like $500 for my MRI's from my Brain Tumor that I am making payments on. That could have been FREE! CRAP!

SO, I call and ask my hubby that I have been with 7 years. 7 YEARS!!! He's all like "yeah, but you have to go a Vet Hospital." Apparently he thinks I am a dog. JK I know what he meant. lol We had a good laugh. We have a VA hospital within driving distance. Can you imagine how much money I could have saved! Wow!

Men are Awesome! Why would he not tell me this? He always wants me to save money but this, the biggest saver of all, he keeps secret for 7 years. I love that man of mine.
We are blessed and Highly favored!

Our Bud Bud Died today

We had a beautiful English angora bunny. He was a beloved family pet. He used the litter box and was so sweet and playful. He was an amazingly beautiful bunny.

He was a gift for my 11 year old daughter. She cared for him and loved him very much. He died in her arms this afternoon. She is just broken hearted. She has laid in my bed under my fluffy cheetah blanket all evening, crying her little heart out.

I made her favorite dinner, snuggled and cuddled with her, and just loved on her all night. She is just torn apart.

I called the man that we got Bud Bud from to see if he had any available, and he has a waiting list a mile long, and won't even have anymore English angoras until Jan. or Feb. I probably won't even be able to get her one until next summer due to the waiting list alone. The only guy that sells them near us is an 8 hour drive away....

My poor baby girl.... She is just SO sad. It breaks my heart.

The most F'd up day ever...

As you can tell for the post title, this has been the most F'd up day ever! Seriously! Have you ever had one of those "crawl in the bed with your hubby, under a big blanket with a bag of chips and some cookies to just cry the rest of it away" days? Well, today was mine! Except my hubby works in Tx. and I don't have any cookies or chips. What the french fry tater tot!

The day started off normal. The kids got their lessons finished. Everything was going along nicely. I wanted some acorn squash to cook for dinner, so I though I would run to town. No big deal right.... I wish!!

After stopping by the local "Dollar Store" for a few things I ran by the car wash to clean out my car. Five kids can really destroy a car...especially my kids! While my daughters and I were cleaning out the van, a BIG Chevy truck pulled up right behind us. It was a Nice truck! It looked brand new. This was the truck that make men drool and women want to ride in. Who cares right?! No big deal, a guy was cleaning out his truck. What's new.

Well, this guy never got out of his truck. He just sat there the entire 30 to 45 minutes that it took us to clean out the van, staring and watching us. Creepy right. At this point the girls are starting to ask questions, and I am aware there is something going on. I brush away any doubt by reasoning that, "maybe we just have his favorite spot".

I pull on into the car wash stall to give the van a quick scrub. It is now 5 ish and I have got to get groceries. Well, I see the truck that was behind us back out and pull to face the other way. Oddly enough, He is still watching us. He is faced the opposite way, turned around awkwardly, and watching us. Now I am beginning to freak the Fudge out!

I have decided, at this point, that it would be best not to wash the van. It would be best to run away.... far away, cause this guy is a FREAK! I leave and pull onto the street driving the opposite direction that he is facing.

Would you believe that weirdo pulls out and starts to FOLLOW ME!!! He is driving right on my butt!!! At this point I am still in denial, mostly because this can't be happening to a fat girl with 5 kids in a small town! Realizing, that this is so crazy crap, I tell the girls that if he turns the same way that we do we are driving straight to the police station. Great Idea right? WRONG!

This is evening shift. There is only one cop on duty and he is on rounds. That means he is not there. Here I am, parked at the police station and crazy guy jerks in beside me. He gets out of his (awesome) truck, and approaches my van motioning for me to roll down the window. Well.. my window is broken (yep, I'm married to a mechanic), so I slightly open the door.

"Is there a problem sir?" Can you tell my grandma raised me right? Even though crazy guy is stalking me and acting like a psychopath I am calling him"sir". I'm an idiot.

He identifies himself as the owner of the car wash and and starts yelling at me for cleaning out my car. This guy is freaking out, cussing and yelling at the top of his lungs... in front of the police office. I tried to explain to him that I was raised to believe that car washes were for the cleaning of cars. He just gets belligerent. and threatens me. I am scared crap less at this point.

He is threatening to have me arrested (for cleaning out my car at the car wash). I don't know if someone was off their meds or what. Then he demands that I go back and get said trash and remove it from his car wash. He then tells me I am banned from said CW and he doesn't need nor want my money. He is still yelling and threatening me in a few more ways. All of this is happening in front of my children.

I was crying at this point because I had no idea what he would do next, and I had forgotten my cell phone at home. I will NEVER for get it again!
I decided against going back. It was just too dangerous. I had my children, no cell phone, and no idea of what this man was capable of.

I waited until he left, which was another minute or two. He was waiting for me to leave first. THAT was NOT going to happen! I waited until he left. I then drove straight to my grandmother's house (she has guns), and called the police. I was so afraid that this crazy guy would end up following me home and breaking into my house. He was NUTS!

I was able to go the next day and talk to the chief of police and file a police report. He assured me that he would take care of it. It took me 30 min and 3 pages to write out my police report. I felt better. He is a long time family friend, and when he says he'll take care of something... He does!

What a week right!

I never made it to the grocery store. I am so afraid I will run into that guy again. I'll go eventually.....

My goat is a jerk....

Yep.. That about says it all. Huck keeps jumping up on my door. Then he knocks. Yes, he knocks on my door. I guess he really wants in. Who wouldn't on a rainy day like this. He could just go in the 2 barns that are open and waiting for him with the females that would love his attention. Instead, he is jumping and knocking on my door.

This wouldn't be a big deal normally, except for the fact that my door has a huge piece of glass in the middle. GREAT! That glass is now broken...in several places. Awesome!

I was able to duct tape up the first hole, but now he is about to knock the entire thing out completely. Nice! My goat is awesome!!! he is a big huge ball of awesomeness.

I milked my goat for the first time!!!

So totally AWESOME!! Today, I awoke with a start, something hit my front door and it flew open. Scared the crap outta me and Drina bina. Out ran the dogs half way down the road... I hate it when they do that!!!

Tater tot went out and chased them down. She is such a great kid. When she got them back to the house she came in and said, "Mom, come look at Hailey. I think there is something wrong." I went out to check on Hailey... There was MILK leaking from her teats onto the porch. I am assuming it was the way she was laying. COOL! SO..... I decided it was time to milk a goat. There is milk in them there teats! Neat!

My hubby had built a milking stand for us several months ago when she was "pregnant". Don't ask. That is a story, in it's self, for another day. I had given my dear hubby a specific blueprint to follow for the milking stand. Of Course, if you follow the blog, you know that he NEVER does ANYTHING I ask him to correctly. He does it his way. His way always leads to a lot of trouble.

I get the goat onto the platform and get her head into the thingy (that is the technical term). Well, the hubs didn't put a latch on it! So.. it won't keep her in. The Milking stand it's self is huge. He made it twice the width of a normal one. Big deal right. Now the goat can move to the other side away from me where I can not reach her. I think he does this crap just to piss me off. I swear it took us forever to get her to stay up there!!! I had drina on the far side so she could keep the goat close to me. Tater tot was by her head keeping it in place since the was no LATCH!!!

I got Hailey's feet in the hopper, and had her head in place. She got to enjoy some yummy goat feed with added sweet feed! Yummy! She did well for her first milking! She wasn't too happy about it at all, but she did very well. I used a teat dip cup and iodine and got a good dip. I cleaned her teats and sprayed the first 3 sprays from each teat into the strip cup to check for abnormalities. Then we started milking. We milked and milked and milked. It was really cool! After we were finished, I gave her teats a 2nd iodine dip, and applied a spray to prevent infection. I am looking forward to this evening when we go out again to milk. It was an awesome experience.

I FUDGIN' WON!!!!!!!!

I Won! That is all I can say! I Frickin' Won! After fighting for almost an entire year, calling the BOE, and turning in our intent to homeschool papers...I won!

The kids and I have strep throat so we are all sleeping late. The phone ringing woke me up, but I can NEVER find my phone! Well, whoever called left a message. Usually, I would just roll over and go back to sleep, but I was afraid it was my grandmother. I finally found my phone and checked the #. It was the School.... I thought we were in trouble. The girls have missed an entire week of school due to the strep. Yuck. I really didn't think it would matter due to our last day being Monday, but you never know.

I decide to check the messages. 14 messages! What the crap! I really have to quit losing my phone! After sitting through 7 old messages and 14 new messages I get to the NEW one.... The one from the School!!!!

It was the SUPERINTENDENT!!!! I guess he finally got back to me.. an entire week later..... He said "Mrs. A---- This is Mr. Grumpy Pants (my nick name for him), We have decided to give your daughter the help you are wanting for her. I would love to schedule a meeting to discuss it. Please call me back at 555- I- can't -beat- you!! LOL!!! HAHAHAHA!!!

FINALLY!! I WON!! Does it matter? No! I am still withdrawing them to homeschool. After a fight like this, certain teachers and school officials will treat the kids differently. Some may not do it on purpose... some may, but it is not an environment that I want my children learning in.

What scares me the most is that someone else will have to fight like this. Some other child will fall between the cracks because their parents will stop at NO..

NEVER STOP AT NO! Never take No for an answer. Your child deserves the best education possible, and if the school won't give it to them.... you can. Some of you out there think ... "I could NEVER do that." Well... Rather you think you can or can't.. You are right.

You do not have to have a college degree in education to teach your children. Our Family does because that is my hubbys area's of interest. He also teaches grappling, which is cool! He won 1st place at the Dixie what ever its called in Louisiana last year. Sorry.. I'm not into all that jazz. I digress...

Don't ever give up because what your child sees you do is what they learn and repeat.