Sunday, 6 June 2010

Action Aplenty!

Amidst some campdrafting, some showing, some judging, working, calf-tagging, weaning and a town-trip thrown in, the past seven days all too quickly moulded into a week.

The kids partook in their first campdraft last weekend....and had a ball!

Yesterday saw them compete in their first 'junior parading' competition at a nearby show, Jessie even bringing home the 'third-place' prizemoney. Matthew and I were in attendance judging, Matthew, the fat cattle section, me the Brahmans. A good day had by all. Sarah even managed a prize for 'best dressed child' at the show! (I was quick to point out it was my advice that helped her over the line).

With so many weekend engagements, we are getting a little frustrated at the lack of activity at home. Thankfully my three day a week appointment at school will come to an end in three weeks when school holidays commence. While I've so enjoyed the opportunity to get a closer look at the kids' education, I'll be glad to pull my t-boots back on, and get some real work done around here.

And while the children had taken to standing in front of both the pantry and the fridge reciting Old Mother Hubbard, I squeezed in a town trip also through the week. Came home with a new hair-do and more food than one family could possibly eat, according to the young girl on the checkout! With a new cookbook also arriving in the mail, we've been enjoying some new taste sensations, with fried chicken (far, far tastier than the KFC variety according to my fans, I mean kids), braised lamb shanks also a winner and last night's brandy sauce smothering rump steak (usually enjoyed unadorned) leaving us moaning in delight. Unfortunately, I believe the waistband on my jeans is shrinking. Must be that confounded washing machine!

And so today, the day of rest, I am doing battle with the overflowing laundry pile, re-locating these little tykes from my laundry,

AI'ing some sale heifers, planting some bare-rooted agapanthus (also arrived in the mail - how I love receiving mail) and the girls got in a paddock where some weaners have escaped back to their mamas. With Wallace in bed with a raging temperature and head-ache (further enhanced by the addition of a Y-chromosome) and the boss readying the mower to cut the hay paddock, it was all girls on deck in the mustering team.

No time for blogging really.


  1. Man oh man, the menu up at your place just keeps getting better all sounds like just my style. I don't know if Wallace is the best advertisement for the thrills and joys of campdrafting though. Maybe he would rather be boxing.
    Don't you think its about time you started informing some of your Texan friends about the problems caused by some of the typical local wild life such as northern Drop Bears, Yowies, and Min Min lights? There wouldn't be alot of them sort of critters around Galveston way.

  2. Action aplenty alright - you've sure had a busy time. A new cookbook - which one? Julie Goodwin?



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