Christmas and chickens

The sun is setting on 2019 and this decade. The Christmas tree went up late, but it still looks great so we'll let it stand until the needles start falling. And then we'll give it to the goats...

We had some snow for Christmas, just enough, but right now we are back to green grass and cold rain. The snow is returning tonight and tomorrow, but I am not sure how much we are supposed to get.

I think I finally resolved the kitchen light dilemma by ordering a third (!!!) fixture online from a place I used to order from 25 years ago for the old NJ house, Rejuvenation. 2 to 5 weeks to deliver, custom-assembled to spec, in Portland, not China. The previous fixture that I really liked—a wall-mount which I can't use—I am asking the tenant in that same old house if she can use it. If not I will return it.

It really should not be this difficult to buy local, but I will keep trying.

I haven't talked much about the chickens lately, so here's an update: they are mostly fine, don't love the snow but don't hate it, and are holding their own (so far) against a marauding barn cat from across the road. We found 7 of them up in the tree one night when we went out to close them up. I think one of the youngsters died from an attack, or else I put her out in the cold too soon. The remaining 3 blondies are healthy and stick together inside the fence while the older ones are outside parading through the snow. 2 of the littles are hens, and the rooster looks amazingly like his big daddy (in the pic above, with his older girls).

They all truly enjoyed the salad leftovers from the Christmas party at work. Thanks Jim!

Merry Christmas!

Best wishes to all our friends and family on this beautiful Christmas Day! It's sunny here, but there's still a bit of snow just to make it festive.

Woody's Christmas present every year is that he gets to shred all the wrapping paper from our gifts. It is exhausting work, apparently.

Cyrus very gently tore one little strip off the top of the red envelope in the front just to play along.

One of our other Christmas traditions is to visit with Don on the Hill (who looks like Santa, BTW). He is always too busy fielding phone calls on Christmas Eve, his birthday, but not so busy on Christmas.

So HoHoHo, everyone!

Sunshine and snow for the holidays

You would think if he had the choice between lying in the grass or in the snow, he would choose the grass. But no, acting like he does have some husky genes in there, Cyrus prefers lying in the snow on this sunny Christmas Eve. Woody, as he likes to do on sunny days, was deadheading the little daisies while keeping an eye on whatever Cyrus was keeping an eye on.

The head cold is mostly gone, thanks to the antibiotics I begged for which knocked out the sinus infection.

The tree is up and decorated (as of Saturday) after much fussing and cursing (sorry) to keep it from falling over.

I worked late-ish last night at the newspaper, so now I have off on the first ever Tuesday since I started working there in 2012.

UPS is back to delivering packages the way that they should.

The only issue that still refuses to get resolved is the kitchen light fixture. I sent back the Amazon one because it didn't fit. Went to Oneonta (Buy Local) so I could see the size in person. Lighting lady wasn't in that day, didn't see anything I liked. I found one on a link she sent me later, ordered it, Hub picked it up Friday. Guess what? It's a wall mount, not the ceiling mount that I ordered. Ceiling mount is no longer available. UGH. Trying to convince lighting lady to find one for me, but guess what? It's Christmas!

Not a rush, but it shouldn't be this difficult!

Tuesday sick old lady

Nothing like a winter cold, on a Tuesday when I have to work late, and it's snowing. And while I am whining: the printer messed up my Christmas cards and I have to take them back today, the Christmas tree is still on the front porch because I haven't felt like putting it up, we have 2 large freezers full of pork and the smoked bacon and hams are all coming next week, the light I ordered to replace a broken kitchen light was too big and had to be returned, AND I am fighting a battle with UPS which seems to have resulted in my packages being held up.

On a positive note: Doctors Woody and Cyrus did a fantastic job of looking after me yesterday, work allowed me to go in late and come home early (10:45 pm), I ordered a new kitchen light from a local store which is the perfect size, and UPS called me today and insisted there would be no more issues.

All good.

For now.

Why I would rather live in NY

I was just going to post the picture and let you figure it out...but couldn't help complain that it shouldn't take 40 minutes to go about 10 miles on the PA Turnpike just because it is raining. No major accidents, just 2 apparently uninjured cars in 2 separate locations with a tow truck waiting to cart them away. And everybody (except a few of us who don't drive like we are from NJ or Philly) changing lanes every 2 minutes to try to gain the advantage over everyone else.

I might also point out that the funny looking evergreen tree far left, is actually a very cleverly disguised cell phone tower. I bet you will have a hard time figuring out which one I am talking about. Makes me chuckle every time I see it.

NJ tomorrow

 
I planned to go back to NJ today to visit Little Sister and maybe hook up with some old friends, but snow got in the way.

I took the dogs (separately) for a walk in the unexpected snowstorm to decide whether or not I should leave today or tomorrow. The driveway had not been plowed by 2 pm, it was just cold and nasty out there.

I got back from our walks only to find the cats curled up in my mostly empty suitcase.

OK. I get the message. I went to work instead, and will leave for NJ in the morning.

These "little" piggies went to market

"Pigs-to-market" really means pigs-to-butcher, but I am still in denial. And there is no denying that they are not "little".

The transport yesterday was delayed long enough to make it a nightmare for the 3 Peters he-men involved. It was scheduled to happen around 3 or 4 pm, with the 3 of them waiting here to help convince Stormy and her 2 boys that getting on the big truck was a good idea. Turns out the convincing was the easy part. Jim the Trucker was delayed because he had to pick up for the other trucker who had emergency heart surgery. Jim showed up around 7:30 pm. He-men were not pleased. At least I didn't have to be there with them while they were waiting so patiently. Sometimes Ugly Tuesday at the newspaper is a good thing.

This lovely photo of Cyrus in the snow is from before the nightmare. I had let the boys out before I left for work. Woody came right back in, and when I went to look for Cyrus, he was lying in the snow enjoying the sun. No desire to move, just chilling. Literally.

That's my test location for the firepit that looks like a Hershey's kiss on the right. Some day the snow will go away and we will have a nice big fire out there...

The big snow

Winter Storm Ezekiel apparently missed my cousins in PA (Hi Maureen!) but it did leave us with about 12" of snow.

As you can tell by their tracks, the boys mostly go out and do their business and then come right back inside. Cyrus still enjoys rolling in it. Woody still enjoys the comfort of a nice warm living room, and so do I. Hard to get motivated to take them for a walk, but it is the right thing to do. 

Today the piggies "go to market". I am very much hoping to avoid the pig loading operation. It is Tuesday after all, my ugly day at the newspaper. I think this is a job that the Peters he-men need to handle on their own. Wishing you well, men!