My Splendor is Gone

This is how Rio chooses to get my attention while I am preparing my Christmas cards.

Because we have literally NO control over our bull, our cows have started calving. And, Reader. It is frigid out there.

Here is calf number one. She is called Poppie, short for Popsicle.

She has a good mama who bundles her up in the hay.

Calf Number 2 did not fare well. He was brought into the house by the fire. David and I gave him an antibiotic and tube fed him, and hoped for the best.

But he died in the night.

Right on the floor of my very own home.

David and I went out of town for one night, and of course, while we were away, another calf was born in the frigid temps. The kids were certain the calf was doomed and also brought him into the house by the fire.

I pleaded with them over the text messaging. I asked them to please put a few blankets under the calf.

Yes. This is the picture I received from my kids when I was miles upon miles away. And every text I sent them requesting a picture of the calf on TOP of SOMETHING, went unanswered.

It was radio silence, my friends.

Bad News: The kids did not protect the carpet.

Good News: The calf survived.

News of Hope for a Future: HD carpet cleaned the carpet area where the calf resided so it would be all clean when we got home.

David and I went to check on the little guy when we arrived home.

All is well. His name is G.W. Just because it is.

Basketball is in full swing and my boys are basically super stars. But this we knew.

They had a game a bit ago and it was NOT going well. They were down by about 14-20 points the entire game, but in the fourth quarter, they started to come back. They were down by two points with 2.3 seconds left in the game and HD was fouled on the shot.

Reader. He had to take his two shots in front of everyone in the world, plus their mothers, and he took them AND HE MADE THEM. He tied the game, they went into overtime, they won by 9. He had 19 points. *My Hero*

Today is Friday. I had ear surgery on Wednesday.

I have had hearing loss since childhood. I had surgery when I was 12 and had a prosthetic put into place at that time, but my hearing has gotten worse. On Wednesday, they removed the old prosthetic, which was detatched and “flapping around” and put in a new one. My ear is not feeling top notch and I have cotton stuffed inside of it, but I think I can already hear better.

When I came out of surgery, I asked David,

“How do I look?”

And he said,

“Well. You have looked worse.”

And so, now, I would like to announce my new life verse for the week.

It can be found in the third chapter of Lamentations.

“So I say, ‘My splendor is gone and all that I had hoped for from the Lord.”

Happy Friday.