After a couple of months away from the show ring, we began our new show season the week before Thanksgiving at N.A.I.L.E..
Then, the day after Thanksgiving we started the new B.E.S.T. season.
For those of you that are new here, the B.E.S.T. is a youth program sponsored by the Ohio Cattlemen's Association. The season begins in November and ends in March at the Ohio Beef Expo. We show approximately every 2 weeks at different locations all over Ohio. You accumulate points at each show and then a banquet is held at the end of the year to award the participants with the highest points in each division.
The first show of the season is held in Lima, Ohio. It is one of the most attended shows of the season and it is always fun to see all the new cows. You never know what is going to show up, and it is your first look at your competition for the year.
It's Christmas time, and Christmas time means lots of gift exchanges.
Gift exchanges can be stressful, intimidating and sometimes downright scary.
What do I get?
What if they don't like it?
Will it fit?
What if they already have it?
Last week we had a department meeting at work and my boss explained all the ins and outs of the Christmas gift exchange to our new employees.
To be honest, the whole discussion pretty much revolved around my gift. Because....our gift exchange revolves around my gift.
The first year I took this gift, I wasn't really sure how it would go over. After all it was very unusual and so different from anything anyone else had ever done.
I love today!
Because I hate shopping.
While most people spent their Black Friday at the mall...I spent my Black Friday at a cattle show..
Besides...my idea of shopping is sitting on the couch in my pajamas ordering my favorite things online.
I love Cyber Monday because I actually feel normal for a day by just doing what every one else is doing...completing their Christmas shopping.
Well....not completing...because I am just starting.
We spent most of last week in Louisville, Kentucky at the North American International Livestock Expo.
We were planning to take 5 cows to Louisville, but the night before we left, we made the decision to keep two of the younger calves at home.
We knew it was going to be hard to repeat the success of last year, but we were determined to have fun no matter what. After the near fitter catastrophe of last year, we were concerned that Daniel and Nick getting 5 cows into the ring by themselves would make them lose out on the fun.
And....we all know when daddy ain't happy...nobody is happy.
It was the right decision.
Later this week we will be heading to Louisville, Kentucky for the North American International Livestock Expo.
This week is always bitter sweet for us...
It is the start of show season, which is always exciting...
But, it is also the end of the peace and calm...at least until March.
The month of Thanksgiving has arrived.
Not sure how it got here so fast...but I guess it is because time flies when you are having fun.
November is a full month for us. Not only is it the beginning of holiday season, it is also the beginning of our show season.
Once the holidays arrive, it is easy for us to get caught up in all the hoopla and forget what the holiday is all about.
I love Christmas.
It is my favorite holiday.
The one we spend the most time preparing for...
The one we spend the most money on...
The one we spend the most time focusing on...
It isn't just a day...it is a month long event.
Christmas has been in the stores for a long time and it is easy for us to completely skip over Thanksgiving.
We are a little bit old fashioned.
There are smart phones, laptops, desktops, i-pads and all sort of electronic devices...all of which have calendar apps on them.
But...to keep our busy schedule straight...we would be lost without our old-fashioned wall calendar.
Sure, I use the calendar on my phone for some items, especially those dates that I know I will need when I am out and about, but there is something about seeing it in black and white that makes it stick in my brain.
People seem to be intrigued by our lives.
One of my co-workers says I am so interesting....I think she means that in a good way?
We are just ordinary people who have chosen a not so ordinary path in our lives.
So just in case you were wondering....
If you have ever spent a day driving around the countryside, you have seen signs hanging at the end of long farm lanes. Many of these signs indicate the name of a centuries old family run farm.
When we moved to our farm sixteen years ago, we were just those neighbors that had some land and a couple of horses. Once we decided to buy Miniature Herefords, we knew that we were embarking on a bigger and more professional venture. If we were going to sell our animals, we needed to have a farm name.
One of the questions we asked Roy Largent when we brought home our first cows was what the best way to sell them was. Miniature Herefords are a niche market, so sometimes you have to take a different approach to marketing and selling. Roy said the best thing we could do was to have a website.
We took Roy's advice and started this website. But, before we could have a website, we needed a name.
Farm names come in all shapes and sizes.
Some are generic.
Some are really cool.
And some just make you scratch your head.
So how did we land on 4 Wiley Farm?
Last Saturday was just an ordinary day on the farm.
Not really ordinary for us...because we ordinarily aren't home for a whole day.
It was an uneventful weekend left completely blank on the calendar. We didn't have one thing scheduled for the entire weekend.
Just a day to ourselves and a Sunday with church and afternoon rest.
It may not be ordinary for us to be home, but on the rare occasion that we get to be an ordinary family, this is what and ordinary day looks like.
The day started with a lazy start and everyone getting up when their bodies where well rested and ready to start a new day.
A rare treat for all of us.
Hello! I am Heather... the city girl turned mom to manure loving country boys. My husband and I both grew up in the city, but spent weekends visiting grandparents in the country. We are first generation farmers who learn best by almost always doing things the hard way. I hope you enjoy following along with our adventures down on the farm.