March Madness…

…And I’m not talking basketball.  March 2011 has been a fairly craptastic month in the life of the Asphalt Cowgirl.  I spent all of 6 days of the month in Miles City, the town in which I am rumored to live and work.  The only person who spent less time at home in March?  My dad, who spent his month in the hospital and rehab hospital after his cow wreck, and he’s not home yet, either.  But here we finally are, on the last day of March 2011.  Good riddance, I say. I’ve never been so happy for April Fool’s Day, and I don’t even have any jokes planned.
Here are some highlights of the month:
·         Around 85% of the cows calved, and I witnessed a majority of those births.  Six sets of twins were born.  Hmm, six sets of twins, six days in Miles City. Interesting coincidence.
·         Gathered a bunch of pairs for branding in a blizzard, which took 4 tries, several different gate configurations, and many words not intended for mixed company. Then, once the calves were in the barn (very wet calves, I might add), it quit snowing. Awesome.
·         Helped service the hay processor in a blizzard.  Twice.
·         We purchased a new-to-us hay processor, which we tried out in a blizzard.  It plugged up with every bale.  It’s a Bale King brand, now fondly referred to as the Bale Queen.
·         In the last 10 days, I’ve been to Bozeman, Dillon, Bozeman again, Helena, Corvallis, Ronan, will go to Eureka today, and then Alberton tomorrow.  For those of you not familiar with Montana geography, I’d suggest a Google maps search with “Miles City, MT to Eureka, MT”.  You’ll be impressed.  Heck, even if you ARE familiar with Montana geography, I’d suggest a Google maps search.
·         I wrote and submitted a proceedings paper to the Western Section Animal Science meetings, all without speaking to my co-authors.  Ah, the miracle of email.
·         I’ve given workshops to around 150 4-Hers at 4 locations in the last 10 days, with two more workshops to go for this week.  These opportunities re-affirm that my career path will never veer into schoolteaching.
·         I received two drunk-dial phone calls at 1 am from a certain ag lender, who shall remain nameless, while the Montana Ag Bankers Conference was going on in Bozeman last week.  When I got there the next morning at 6:30 am for the Ag Lenders Range School meeting, I kicked Ty Wells in the shin.  Feel free to make any connection you see fit.
I hope everyone has a great April Fool’s Day!
Yours in travel,

The Asphalt Cowgirl

“Now our windshield’s a painting that hangs in our room, It changes each mile like the radio tune” —Rodeo Moon, Chris Ledoux

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