Yes, after all the trials and tribulations with Dell company, I finally broke down and ordered the power supply from 911forpcs. For a third of the price, it was delivered two days after I sent in a money order. (being too paranoid to share a card number with a little known company.)
Friday it arrived: A box with a bundle of wires segregated into smaller bundles with connectors..just take out four screws, oops, now take out the fan below it, (not in directions,) and disconnect all the bundles from it, ooops that wasn't one of them, jeez this one does not want to come out of the motherboard and my hand is up the computer's insides...hook it all back up and wait twenty four hours to have the nerve to actually hook the monitor up and plug it in and press the button....POWER!!! yeah!
Now just six hours of updates later....
trouble is, I had too long on the mactop. I miss the fast keyboard instead of these gaumy keys, but I don't miss the two fingered to scroll mouse pad that was a pain. I do think the speed might have been faster on the mactop, too,- after complaining how slow it was...and sitting upright instead of kicking back in bed is not as nice, but at least I am not worried about irradiating my lap anymore, although the warmth was nice for midwinter...lol
At least I can leave this one on without being worried about a pet knocking it off the bed... so good and bad in both! Just never order a part from Dell computer, ever, never.
ON the farm front, Lars died. :((
Duke and Clyde have gone to their new home in Canada. Zeus is off for breeding and Monarch came back from breeding. The lady who had him is just spectacular and he looked buff when he came back.
Sandja and Galli went to slaughter.
Was below zero in the barn this am. My hands had a few bad moments for the first hour and then things were fine. Nice sun, temps topped out at about 26 at home this afternoon.
Someone came to pick out a couple little wethers and the first one they wanted was Badger! lol. Instead they picked Feisty and his brother Troll Boy, Sugreca's two. Willow and I were very happy Feisty was saved. Willow called him that because he is Feisty! I would have picked him to go with Badger but I didn't know how he might turn out with his over zealous affection-not bucky, but he loves have his neck scratched.
well, no big climatic ending for this blog..Just wanted to get on with the PC back up!
and as soon as I download the cam full of 80 photos and delete the card I can take some more pics! So I have been slacking just a camera full since the week before Thanksgiving!
Showing posts with label Sandhja. Show all posts
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Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, July 3, 2009
Goats and a Thunderstorm
Thunderstorm is putting it mildly. I finished the dishes around 10 pm last night just as the Firebird came down for a drink of water and a chat. I saw light flashing in the low cloud cover which has been persisting all week. First I thought it was heat lightning, and then I thought it was reflection from far away fireworks. I could even hear a distant, "Boom, boom."
Around 11 we realized it was an encroaching storm, as I tried in vain to watch the 11 pm news while the digital signal cut out with every flash. Occasionally the anchorwoman's face would freeze and we would laugh at her, then the screen would go blank. Making sense of it was useless, so I decided to go to bed.
The Firebird was directed to stay on the couch, since his second floor bedroom is right inside the drop for the powerline. Well, a few minutes later the house was shaking with the thunder crashes, and then we had a hit. You know, when the lightning and thunder strike at the same time. Crap.
I roused Willow from a deep sleep and put her down on the smaller couch and put my blankets on the floor. No sleeping at that point, though. Finally around 1am I decided it was safe for the kids to go back to bed, with the storm still raging to the east of us. I had farm and friends in mind, as I knew they were getting clobbered.
I looked out and saw the brooder light was off in the chicken coop, even though we (amazingly) still had power. I knew then the electric fence had taken a direct hit. Both extension cords are on the same GFI outlet, so I booted up and went outside and re-set the outlet. The light came on in the coop, but the charger stayed silent. Uh-oh.
Praying it was just the fuses, I tore apart the tool area twice looking for fuses so I wouldn't have to do it in the am. We had farm duty on the morning roster. Finally at 2 am after going over everywhere twice, including under the fridge (can you say, "ewwwww....?") I gave up. I did find 5 packs of sparklers for the fourth of July, though.
I knew the goats would respect the fence-most likely-for at least the morning, so we headed to the farm. I ran some errands afterwards and replaced the fried fuses and did get the charger going without having to replace it, and I did thank God. :)
I took a bunch of pix at the farm. Willow has been heartbroken: her favorite doeling is going to Colorado soon...She has cried several times over it, so I thought I would get their pic today.
Here is Lois, who yells incessantly in the morning until she gets her grain. I asked Boss if hay might help, and the result was Lois yelling with her mouth stuffed full, which did give Boss and I a good laugh.
Here is Emerson, a wether:
Jackson foreground, Jasper to the right, Bonnie behind, and shy Sandhja in the rear.
Here is Francis and Uureka's little first place buckling:
And one more of Willow with her faves: Coretta's little doe on the left, Bonnie's little buck on the right:
Around 11 we realized it was an encroaching storm, as I tried in vain to watch the 11 pm news while the digital signal cut out with every flash. Occasionally the anchorwoman's face would freeze and we would laugh at her, then the screen would go blank. Making sense of it was useless, so I decided to go to bed.
The Firebird was directed to stay on the couch, since his second floor bedroom is right inside the drop for the powerline. Well, a few minutes later the house was shaking with the thunder crashes, and then we had a hit. You know, when the lightning and thunder strike at the same time. Crap.
I roused Willow from a deep sleep and put her down on the smaller couch and put my blankets on the floor. No sleeping at that point, though. Finally around 1am I decided it was safe for the kids to go back to bed, with the storm still raging to the east of us. I had farm and friends in mind, as I knew they were getting clobbered.
I looked out and saw the brooder light was off in the chicken coop, even though we (amazingly) still had power. I knew then the electric fence had taken a direct hit. Both extension cords are on the same GFI outlet, so I booted up and went outside and re-set the outlet. The light came on in the coop, but the charger stayed silent. Uh-oh.
Praying it was just the fuses, I tore apart the tool area twice looking for fuses so I wouldn't have to do it in the am. We had farm duty on the morning roster. Finally at 2 am after going over everywhere twice, including under the fridge (can you say, "ewwwww....?") I gave up. I did find 5 packs of sparklers for the fourth of July, though.
I knew the goats would respect the fence-most likely-for at least the morning, so we headed to the farm. I ran some errands afterwards and replaced the fried fuses and did get the charger going without having to replace it, and I did thank God. :)
I took a bunch of pix at the farm. Willow has been heartbroken: her favorite doeling is going to Colorado soon...She has cried several times over it, so I thought I would get their pic today.
Here is Lois, who yells incessantly in the morning until she gets her grain. I asked Boss if hay might help, and the result was Lois yelling with her mouth stuffed full, which did give Boss and I a good laugh.
Here is Emerson, a wether:
Jackson foreground, Jasper to the right, Bonnie behind, and shy Sandhja in the rear.
Here is Francis and Uureka's little first place buckling:
And one more of Willow with her faves: Coretta's little doe on the left, Bonnie's little buck on the right:
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Day off
Today the weather is yuck. Snow, sleet, then rain and wind. Spring is coming! I wish that I had some maples tapped-I bet the sap is running today!
Worked the last two days at the farm, and my arms are tired! Yesterday I combed Sandhja, an older silver doe. She is very skittish, but she was very well behaved for combing. She wasn't releasing much cashmere, though.
Willow worked on little Bella again. Then I moved over to Bella's mother, Buffy. Buffy is a nice goat, except when you try and comb her.; She would really like to get me with her horns! So I was hanging on one horn trying to comb with the other and pin her against the wall with my leg at the same time.
P. was trying to trim one of the Fjord mare's manes without much luck. She had her hands full as well. So she came over and held Buffy while I brushed Buffy quick and hard. She was really a mess and I got quite a lot of cashmere off her in a short time. She kept jumping even with P holding her.
Then I went over and worked on Bella. I got a lot of cashmere off of her too. The farrier showed up to trim and re-shoe the horses. They have winter shoes on the front. Finally I was through with the three does, and Boss asked if I wanted to go to Prescott to work on Chrissie, so we did.
Chris was a handful. I find it difficult to comb over at Prescott because it seems the sun is always in my eyes there. I don't dare squat to comb a bouncing buck with their great horns, so I lean over, which kills my back. Still, I got quite a lot of cashmere off of him. Boss had two boys with her, so they were done in short time and she was ready to leave.
There is a farm rule that one person may not be alone with the bucks, so I had to leave too. Boss gave us the option of going back to the farm, but since there was only 45 minutes left, and my back was killing me, I decided just to go home early.
It was suppertime when I found out that she had called my old cellphone shortly afterward. I had borrowed the phone from a friend in the past, but have since leased my own phone, which Boss didn't know. So my friend told me that the farm had called earlier in the day.
I called Boss and left a message explaining what had happened. I imagine with my history she was worried I was in a temper and quit. LOL. Really, I was totally fine with leaving early. I never feel like going back to the farm after the bucks. They are a real workout and hard to deal with, and I just don't have that much energy anymore. Showing my age, I guess. ;)
Worked the last two days at the farm, and my arms are tired! Yesterday I combed Sandhja, an older silver doe. She is very skittish, but she was very well behaved for combing. She wasn't releasing much cashmere, though.
Willow worked on little Bella again. Then I moved over to Bella's mother, Buffy. Buffy is a nice goat, except when you try and comb her.; She would really like to get me with her horns! So I was hanging on one horn trying to comb with the other and pin her against the wall with my leg at the same time.
P. was trying to trim one of the Fjord mare's manes without much luck. She had her hands full as well. So she came over and held Buffy while I brushed Buffy quick and hard. She was really a mess and I got quite a lot of cashmere off her in a short time. She kept jumping even with P holding her.
Then I went over and worked on Bella. I got a lot of cashmere off of her too. The farrier showed up to trim and re-shoe the horses. They have winter shoes on the front. Finally I was through with the three does, and Boss asked if I wanted to go to Prescott to work on Chrissie, so we did.
Chris was a handful. I find it difficult to comb over at Prescott because it seems the sun is always in my eyes there. I don't dare squat to comb a bouncing buck with their great horns, so I lean over, which kills my back. Still, I got quite a lot of cashmere off of him. Boss had two boys with her, so they were done in short time and she was ready to leave.
There is a farm rule that one person may not be alone with the bucks, so I had to leave too. Boss gave us the option of going back to the farm, but since there was only 45 minutes left, and my back was killing me, I decided just to go home early.
It was suppertime when I found out that she had called my old cellphone shortly afterward. I had borrowed the phone from a friend in the past, but have since leased my own phone, which Boss didn't know. So my friend told me that the farm had called earlier in the day.
I called Boss and left a message explaining what had happened. I imagine with my history she was worried I was in a temper and quit. LOL. Really, I was totally fine with leaving early. I never feel like going back to the farm after the bucks. They are a real workout and hard to deal with, and I just don't have that much energy anymore. Showing my age, I guess. ;)
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