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February 26, 2016

My bath towels lead a double life!

Calving is one of my all time favorite times of the year, this year we are expecting 10!  I am so giddy, it will be pretty spread out but they should start any time now and I'm about to bust at the seams!

I have so many memories and stories about calving but this one that happened last year with our first ever set of twins is one of my favorites!

That morning as the kids were headed out the front door to get on the bus I slipped on a pair of boots and headed out the back door to check the ‘herd’!  Our cattle ‘herd’ has names not numbers and we were in the midst of calving season.  And by calving season I mean a sixth of our expecting cow herd has calved……1 of 6 pregnant cows has had her calf.

As I step outside I look to make sure the bus is gone, as the kids on the bus make fun of me for my boots and pajamas, then head to the barn.  A calf catches my eye, it’s wet, shivering and stuck in the mud and not a momma cow paying a bit of attention to him.

Back into the house quickly I holler for Chris and grab some bath towels out of the laundry room, race back out to rescue him.  I dry him off while Chris hunts down the Momma, who come to find out is on the back side of the barn giving birth to this one’s twin.

As I sat there in my pajamas, probably on a cowpie, with a newborn calf wrapped in my bath towels that were not in the rag pile I laughed, cried and prayed.

I laughed because it didn’t even phase me that I was probably sitting in a cowpie with a towel wrapped around a newborn calf that I would probably be using as soon as I washed it.

I cried because it didn’t even phase me that I was probably sitting in a cowpie with a towel wrapped around a newborn calf that I would probably be using as soon as I washed it.

I prayed that that little calf would make it and that when the momma cow rounded the corner of the barn and saw me with her calf she didn’t take me out!




I always swore my bathroom towels would match my decor and each other.  Yes, I realize that of all the goals I could have set in life, having matching bath towels is not reaching for the stars, but it was a legitimate goal in my mind!

I can remember registering for towels. I was so excited.  The towels were all so fluffy, like being surrounded by clouds of color all organized in puffy stacks.  How could a marriage ever have trouble if all your towels were fluffy and matched?

I also remember, at one of my wedding showers, opening a gift with a throw rug and some bath towels in it.  I distinctly remember opening the box and being thoroughly confused, as they were a sage green and peach color.  My fluffy clouds of happiness were to be deep burgundy, matching my new homes bathroom decor.

These were not the colors I registered for!

I thought I was polite, as my Mom tried to raise me with manners. I said “Thank You”.  But the giver must of seen the look of confusion on my face because she announced to everyone “I know these aren’t the colors you registered for but what you chose seemed so dark and dreary I didn’t really like them, so I thought I would brighten them up a bit with these prettier colors”

Twenty three years and three kids later even a peach towel wouldn’t be frowned upon.  I mainly shoot now for mostly dry and hopefully having been washed in the past week when I choose a towel for my daily shower!

Who knew that they would be used like a shop rag sometimes, used to clean up kids’ puke, to warm baby pigs, dry off a newborn calf, used to get the mud off rubber boots, help save abandoned wild bunnies………..

Maybe it’s the threadbare towels that actually make a happy home, because they have been used to make memories.



February 19, 2016

Hug Your People!

When you find your soul sisters you no longer feel the need to weep silently in the school drop off line wearing pajama’s and Uggs driving a pickup truck that reeks of hog manure.

Mornings aren’t pretty around here!  I am a full on Team Morning person who is surrounded by Team Night people.  Team Night people are very unpleasant at 6am to Team Morning people!

I’m ever grateful on those mornings for a group text that I am lucky enough to be a part of!  They get me, I get them, we are soul sisters, kindred spirits, deal with the same shit  lead similar lives.  And even what we don’t have in complete common we can sympathize with.

The other morning was a perfect example, it had been rough.  There was bickering, yelling, possibly cussing and I was over it!  I decided to just up and take the youngest to school myself instead of waiting for the phone call from the sheriff telling me of the double homicide that had occurred in the middle’s Jeep on the way to school!

I was in my pajama’s, I put on my Uggs, I put on somebody’s dirty work coat, I drove my very ripe smelling hog farmer truck……….I was not happy and then this text came through:

A: “That day that your youngest daughter leaves her lunch in the car but you can’t stop and take it in the school because you  wore pajama pants and flip-flops to take the kids to school.  That’s the day I’m having”

And you smile because you are not alone!  And I confessed:

Me: “I’m in pj’s and Uggs!”
A: "Thanks for being my kindred spirit." 
B: “One of my kids asked if I was putting on a bra to take them this morning………”
C: “IDK what you ladies are talking about…..I’m over here in my heels and pearls!”

And you know she is kidding but that middle finger emoji is perfect and you know that she will laugh!

I unequivocally thank social media for my tribe, my people, my soul sisters, my kindred spirits!  I’m blessed with them in multiples - some close to home, some 2 hours away and many spread across the United States.  

I had to stop by the hog barns on the way home that morning to tell Chris something, he was hauling manure. 



Every single one of them would feel my pain and get me if I had sent them this picture of a manure spreader praying I don’t get asked to help....... because Uggs and manure just aren't a good combination!





When you find your tribe, hold them tight, laugh with them, be honest with them, love them for who they are, because have no doubt that they love you for who you are and remember that with them you can make it through anything!