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	<title>Comments on: Sometimes I Am Unkind</title>
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	<description>This is my story in Portland, with yarn.</description>
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		<title>By: shelly</title>
		<link>http://overabundance.wordpress.com/2008/01/16/sometimes-i-am-unkind/#comment-162</link>
		<dc:creator>shelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 18:15:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What she didn&#039;t say was at this time of year sheep ranching entails hauling one&#039;s asterisk out of bed before dawn, loading a truck with hay if you didn&#039;t do it yesterday because it was 30 below then and damn if it isn&#039;t 30 below and windy on the Front Range today. The truck won&#039;t start, so you have to either plug in the headbolt heater to warm the oil, or use my dad&#039;s preferred method, setting a propane torch right under the oil pan.  Then you may as well go in and have coffee and the wife is already up and has your breakfast all but cooked, so you both eat.  Then you put on every piece of Carrhart and wool that comes to hand and she drives the truck while you throw hay off to the ewes.  She was planning on getting yarn orders out, but you decide some of the ewes are looking ready to lamb and need to be moved into the lambing sheds today because the weather is supposed to get worse.  Of course it will take both of you and one or two smart dogs to move these 200+ sheep. So the next day she plans on getting the yarn orders out, but the shearer calls and says he&#039;s ready and will be out on Friday, but hell, the shearing motor needs a bearing, so Leann will have to go to Great Falls (200 miles round trip on icy roads, most of a day) to get one while you get the thing set up.
And so it goes.  Leann is great, and so are you, Rodger, I was going to award the above award to you, but since you&#039;ve already been awarded, I won&#039;t re-award. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What she didn&#8217;t say was at this time of year sheep ranching entails hauling one&#8217;s asterisk out of bed before dawn, loading a truck with hay if you didn&#8217;t do it yesterday because it was 30 below then and damn if it isn&#8217;t 30 below and windy on the Front Range today. The truck won&#8217;t start, so you have to either plug in the headbolt heater to warm the oil, or use my dad&#8217;s preferred method, setting a propane torch right under the oil pan.  Then you may as well go in and have coffee and the wife is already up and has your breakfast all but cooked, so you both eat.  Then you put on every piece of Carrhart and wool that comes to hand and she drives the truck while you throw hay off to the ewes.  She was planning on getting yarn orders out, but you decide some of the ewes are looking ready to lamb and need to be moved into the lambing sheds today because the weather is supposed to get worse.  Of course it will take both of you and one or two smart dogs to move these 200+ sheep. So the next day she plans on getting the yarn orders out, but the shearer calls and says he&#8217;s ready and will be out on Friday, but hell, the shearing motor needs a bearing, so Leann will have to go to Great Falls (200 miles round trip on icy roads, most of a day) to get one while you get the thing set up.<br />
And so it goes.  Leann is great, and so are you, Rodger, I was going to award the above award to you, but since you&#8217;ve already been awarded, I won&#8217;t re-award. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: James</title>
		<link>http://overabundance.wordpress.com/2008/01/16/sometimes-i-am-unkind/#comment-158</link>
		<dc:creator>James</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 03:03:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s okay, I&#039;ve constantly got my foot in my mouth.  I gave you a &quot;You Make My Day&quot; award, &#039;cause you do.  You can get your very own button off of my blog.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s okay, I&#8217;ve constantly got my foot in my mouth.  I gave you a &#8220;You Make My Day&#8221; award, &#8217;cause you do.  You can get your very own button off of my blog.</p>
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		<title>By: Bobbie</title>
		<link>http://overabundance.wordpress.com/2008/01/16/sometimes-i-am-unkind/#comment-157</link>
		<dc:creator>Bobbie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:56:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A personal note as confirmation?  Holy cow, batman!  When does THAT ever happen?    ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A personal note as confirmation?  Holy cow, batman!  When does THAT ever happen?    <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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