Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Poorman Cousin Reunion 2013

I was lucky enough like many of you I imagine, to grow up with three cousins that lived very close to us.  We spent most of the summer together with our 4-H projects, riding bikes and making mud pies.  We fought over show sticks and made up over Keebler cookies on the front porch.

This past weekend Jodi organized a reunion of sorts at her home in Wilmington.  We all came (except Jason) with our children. We left from the farm Sunday and traveled in two cars for the nearly two hour trip. We arrived to the very excited host Jarrod.  He was very excited for kids to join him in the backyard where his parents had prepared a kids size party pad with a pool, bounce house and play set. That provided entertainment for the entire day.  RJ the oldest of the second cousins helped set up the tents, preparing what most people suspected would be a short night in the tents for the younger ones. However, the kids were so tired they went to sleep, unable to be woken until morning.






We left on Monday for what turned out to be a tremendous trip to the Cincinnati Zoo.  Growing up in central Ohio, I have never enjoyed a trip to the zoo.  Every zoo I have ever been to usually ended up as an expensive walk, leaving without seeing many animals.  With Monday being cooler, this zoo trip was awesome with all the animals outside and playing.  The exhibits were set up for optimal viewing, including an underground view of the Polar Bear tank and being able to watch the bears swim.




















It was a great reunion . . . who is planning the 2014 Poorman Cousin Reunion.  Jason?


Saturday, June 1, 2013

For the Love of Beef was on hiatus.

I got two calls the other day wondering if I was still alive and why I haven't updated for the love of beef. I really appreciate my readers.

We are all alive and well here.  We haven't even been ill.  But, as you all know sometimes life takes over and you are just along for the ride. Therefore For The Love of Beef was on hiatus.

While the girls were finishing school we were packing for a trip to Nebraska.  We checked on the house, the feedyard and stayed with our dear friends the Gydesen Family. We had a great trip . . . learned a lot . . . here are a few highlights.

Jake spent ALL of his time working at the feedyard, which included the addition of our newest Beef Quality Assurance update with the addition of a used Silencer chute.

We checked on the progress of our new home.  Can you believe it will not be completed on time?  I am always optimistic at the wrong times.


However the  view has changed a little bit from the last time we showed it to you. I hope and pray the rain keeps coming.


We stopped by the post office to check on our new address that seems very illogical.  The postmaster asked if I wanted to be moved to the neighboring town which would get our mailbox two miles closer to our home (yes you read that correctly two miles closer).  Yes please! Although I didn't realize you could just change the town in your address.  They are still working on this process - we will see!

We went to church on Sunday and were able to see some of our church family and of course Sister Mary Ann - I missed her.  We also were able to hold a short conversation about sports with another couple after church.  Jake and I never watch sports and therefore when people talk about sports we just smile and nod.  However the Gydesen Family watch a lot of sports and so we were able to talk about the Nebraska Baseball team for at least two minutes.



Monday, May 6, 2013

Beautiful day for a beautiful celebration.

Although I was secretly praying for rain for Jacie First Communion Celebration, it turned out to be a beautiful day for a beautiful celebration.


Jacie was making her first communion and since planting season is behind schedule I was sure if it didn't rain we would have a poor turnout.  However, to my surprise my brother left the tractor seat and planting to attend his Goddaughter's special day.  May God Bless his crop and give him plenty of sun to keep on planting this week. Aunt Katy, Jacie's Godmother was able to bring her brand new daughter for her first road trip to the special event and along with her came Aunt Leslie and Payton in order for Uncle Andy to stay home at the Wolfinger Farm to keep the tractor wheels turning.


My parents along with Jake's parents also made the trip leaving the farm behind.  My cousins Jamie and Julie who I spent many church hours with also came with Bryer, Kinnley and Luke (for their second church service of the day).  My sister Jenny made the four hour trip one way with her two boys for the celebration.

We appreciate all of the support and the celebration that you each brought to Jacie's First Communion.

Jacie has learned so many wonderful things about her faith and continues to teach me.  She had a remarkable teacher with years of experience preparing students for First Communion.  Jacie came home the other day telling stories about being very careful with the "body of Christ" or the hosts.  She said, Mrs. DeVendra told them a story about a "communion helper" that tripped and dropped the hosts.  She then said, "Mrs. DeVendra told them, you can't just through Jesus away".  No Jacie you can't just through Jesus away that is for sure.  A special thank you to Mrs. DeVendra for continuing leading Jacie to Jesus and teaching her so many things this year about her faith and being a good person.

  
After leaving the church with our family we enjoyed some great food, farm talk and a ride through the cows with everyone under the age of nine and a few chaperones (thanks Aunt Leslie).


Thursday, April 4, 2013

Happy Birthday to my Baby Bother!

Today my Baby Bother turns 33. I started calling him my baby bother to the girls, when they watched a show called Olivia.  Olivia the main character who is a pig has a younger brother she calls her "baby bother".  I told the girls that I have a baby bother and his name is Jason.  They asked why he was a baby bother.  I told them because he used to take my Barbies and take their heads off.  I didn't tell him later when I had to drive him to school he would put my car in neutral so when I would push on the gas it would rev up the engine.  He mostly does anything that irritates me - because he is my baby bother and he is very good at it.  However, he taught me to drive, has been their to move me (on several occasions), loves his nieces (as long as he doesn't have to change diapers, wipe butts or cook for them), he is my husbands best friend and also works for free at the feedyard.  He is spending his Happy Birthday evening hauling manure for Poorman Farms.  We love you Uncle Jason and Happy Birthday!  









Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Happy Ag Day - New Wolfinger Crop

Today is National Agriculture Day.  Celebrations were happening everywhere.  I had planned to do more social media for Ag. Day and even join a twitter chat tonight.  However my plans changed at 2:18AM this morning as a new crop was added to the Wolfinger Family, when my sister-in-law gave birth to Hadley Hanes.


Jake and I worked all day to get everything settled in early this evening and Bobby checked the heifers tonight so we could go visit our very first niece.  She is beautiful.  Happy Birthday and Agriculture Day Hadley Hanes!


Her new cousins were so excited to meet her.



Monday, March 18, 2013

Oh you are ____________'s Mom.

It is funny how once you become a Mom you lose part of your identity. To all of your kids' friends and even some of their parents you are now _________'s Mom.  I really kind of enjoy it.  I think it is flattering. In the cow world it is very similar.  If a cow has a high selling calf it no longer has an identity.

For example this cow was once R534, but now is known as Kitty Cat's Mom.  I know you are intrigued how she got her name. Here is the story  . . .


A few years ago we decided to break a couple of our better heifers to take to the Perry County Fair for an experience.  We asked Jacie, what she wanted to name the heifers.  She said, "Kitty Cat and Tree" and so there we were in the barn with two heifers named Kitty Cat and Tree.



Jacie had her first trip in the ring.

We then sold both of the heifers through the County Line Sale in Bremen, Ohio.  The process really made the girls tired enough to sleep on square bales.


Hurricane Katrina was hitting the gulf the weekend of the sale and on the other end of the phone was a phone bid from the hurricane.  Eventually Kitty Cat sold and a few weeks later, she made her way to Texas to a teenage girl that was overjoyed to have bought her. 

Jake sent me a text while I was fixing supper the other night to tell me "Kitty Cat had twins".


Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Why do they call it Hamburger? - Guest Olivia

I was picking up the girls from the bus the other day and the beautiful and intelligent Olivia comes up to me, to ask this question. "Why do they call hamburger, hamburger?" I said, "that is a good question"!  I then asked her if she would like to be a guest blogger and she took the challenge.

She found her information by reading What's Cooking America by Linda Stradley.

This is what Olivia wrote.  Hamburgers, the well known food that has been the backbone of so many fast food restaurants for so long.  While at Burger King or McDonald's have you ever looked at your hamburger and said to yourself, "it's made of beef, so why the heck is it called a hamburger?" Well, I'm here to tell you.

Ground beef has been around a LONG TIME.  Since the ancient Egyptians, for the record.  In the fifteenth century, this minced meat was a valuable food item in Europe.  It was bought and shipped to Germany as "tartare steak" and became popular in Hamburg.  In the late eighteenth century, the renamed food had turned itself into "hamburg steak". Sailors visiting the ports of Hamburg bought the meat and the name. They would sell it at the ports they visited. It was very different from the hamburger we know today.

It became a favorite food among the poorer classes. Eventually, it evolved into the hamburger as we know it.  It was quickly grilled on ships and served between two slices of bread.  This happened in the late 1800's.  It was eventually called a hamburger, and we eat them, a lot.

These are pictures of Olivia cooking some burgers for her family.





Olivia wanted me to share this quote from the famous comic Popeye. Will we be able to get Olivia to talk soon with us on the comic discussion of a country who eats the beef before it's paid for. (wink, wink)

Monday, February 25, 2013

Prayers for Braxton

I have mentioned before the awesome cowboy we have at 4+ Feeders. What I haven't mentioned is the wonderful supportive wife he has, who allows him to stay late and come in early to care for the animals in all kinds of extreme weather.  I also haven't introduced you to his son.  I promise video the next time I am in Nebraska.  I have never met a boy with such a big personality.  I met him for the first time this past trip to Nebraska.  He marches up to me sticks out his hand and says "hi, I am Braxton, good to meet ya". This boy reminds you that you have absolutely nothing to complain about and you should smile more often and be more friendly.  Grab a box of tissues and read his life story.



No challenge too daunting ...

February 7, 2013

Braxton Anderson is an energetic, well-mannered 4-year-old who loves riding horses. Before he was born, his parents, Cassie and TR Anderson, were told he had gastroschisis - a problem that could be remedied with a one or two month hospital stay.
There is a certain amount of anxiety that just naturally seems to come with the anticipated arrival of a first child. But about half way through their first pregnancy, Cassie and TR Anderson received news that raised that level of anxiety to a whole new level.
It was June 2008, and TR was participating in a rodeo as he often does during the summer. His wife, Cassie, was about four months along with their first child, and the couple couldn't be happier. As Cassie walked around the rodeo grounds, she made her way behind some of the horses - when all of a sudden, one of them kicked her. It was a horse TR knew well, and he says that particular horse was not known to have ever kicked anyone before.
Though Cassie did not appear to be injured in any way from the kick, because she was pregnant they thought it best to go to the doctor and get checked out - just to be on the safe side. Her OB doctor performed an ultrasound, and found something out of the ordinary with the baby.
The doctor discovered the Anderson's unborn child had gastroschisis, meaning part of the baby's gastrointestinal tract was outside his body. The condition was not caused by the kick from the horse, but was discovered as a result of it.
"The doctor said they thought the horse somehow knew something was wrong," says TR. "It kinda makes you wonder, as that horse had never kicked anyone before."
The couple was sent to the University of Nebraska Medical Center in Omaha to see a specialist for high-risk pregnancies. His name was Dr. Tomich, and in the course of the next few months the Andersons would get to know him quite well.
They were told the condition was nothing to worry too much about, that it was something the doctors were familiar with and could fix when the baby was born. Cassie made monthly trips to Omaha for routine ultrasounds, just to monitor the baby. In September, Cassie had to give up her job as a CNA, and soon after went to Omaha to stay until the baby was born.
Braxton enters the world
Cassie began having labor pains the night of Nov. 2, and says she didn't sleep all night. Exhausted, Cassie was given Ambien to help her sleep the next day when she went into labor.
"I had to wake her up to tell her it was time to have the baby," TL laughs.
With a team of 17 people packed into the delivery room, Braxton Anderson was born at 7:28 p.m., weighing 6 pounds 4 ounces, and measuring 17 1/2 inches. But it would be awhile before either of his parents had an opportunity to hold their new little bundle of joy.
Immediately after birth, Braxton was placed in a sterile bag which came up to his arm pits, and removed from the delivery room. TR says a team of three doctors worked on the baby for several minutes.
"One of the nurses hollered at me and said, 'Come on Dad. We're going to NICU (neo-natal intensive care unit). Try to keep up.' They raced him down there, with me right behind them," says TR.
Once in the NICU, a total of 10 to 15 people crowded into the small room, all taking different roles tending to the baby and preparing him for surgery. Meanwhile, a dazed and sedated Cassie was given a shower and cleaned up, still not completely aware of what was happening with baby Braxton.
At 10:30 that night, Braxton was taken to surgery to repair his bowel, which was outside his body. Little did Cassie and TR know at that time, but this was to be the first of 30 surgeries their little boy would endure before his 5th birthday.
They had been told early on this would be a relatively simple procedure. What the doctor had not anticipated, however, was that the hole next to the belly button that allowed the bowel to protrude, had since closed nearly shut - down to about the size of a pencil.
In surgery, the doctors were able to make that hole about three inches bigger, then inserted a sterile bag called a silo to hold the hole open and protect the exposed bowel. Each day the doctor would twist the bowel and place a twistie tie around it, causing it to shrink back inside Braxton's abdomen. Then, on day seven, the remainder of the exposed bowel went back in.
The baby was taken back into surgery to put a patch over the hole, and all seemed well. "But after that it just seemed like one problem after another," Cassie recalls.
Recovery takes an unforseen turn
Two months later, in January 2009, Braxton was taken back to surgery when it was discovered some of his small intestine had died. The surgeons began removing the dead organ, and by the time they were done only 22 centimeters of his small intestine remained. Cassie says a child that age should normally have about 400 cm.
The large intestine was then attached to the remainder of the small intestine, creating what is commonly known as "short gut". Braxton's gall bladder and appendix was also removed, and a feeding tube was inserted. Until then he had been fed through IV.
Braxton was two weeks old before Cassie and TR were able to hold him. He remained in the NICU for six months. He was 8-months-old when he was finally able to come home.
"When this was first diagnosed the doctor told us to anticipate maybe one or two months in the hospital," says TR. "But when his intestines died it became a whole new ball game."
Family adjusts to life at home
At one time, Cassie planned to go to school to become a nurse. Now she is a full-time nurse to her 4-year-old son. She gives him meds every two hours from 8 a.m. to 10 p.m. every day, except between 2 and 6 p.m. when he naps. "He's a good sleeper," she smiles.
Braxton has a central line near his collar bone through which his food source, total protein nutrition (TPN) is fed. He pulls around a little backpack on wheels which contains his TPN and is hooked to the tube that runs into his chest.
But to be around him for a mere five minutes, you would little know he was any different from any other 4-year-old. In fact, he is very intelligent and articulate, and hardly knows a stranger. He gets excited when talking about Dr. Mercer, who he calls his "short gut doctor", as he happens to really like that doctor.
Dr. Mercer is a doctor at the Intestinal Rehab Program (IRP). He and his team are one of only 10 teams in the country that do IRP, and one of only three transplant teams.
"This is where we need to be," says Cassie. "We are very thankful for Dr. Mercer and his team."
Braxton and his parents have settled into somewhat of a routine of care. It is a never-ending task to keep everything sterile, central line dressings changed and monitor Braxton nearly 24-hours a day.
"I have done lots of research, but I'm still learning something new all the time," says Cassie.
TR chimes in, "There are lots of times when we take Braxton in to the hospital and Cassie is showing the nurses what to do!"
Cassie explains that since a person's immune system is located in the intestine, technically Braxton is considered immune-suppressed. They have to be extremely cautious about exposing him to illness, so any time they go where they know lots of people will be they generally mask him. Cassie has to routinely check his temperature, and if it registers 101.5 or higher she immediately takes him to Omaha.
When asked if that has ever happened, Cassie just laughs, "Oh yeah, lots of times. It seems like anytime I have something planned or it's a holiday, he spikes a fever - and it's usually about 2 or 3 a.m. when we're heading to Omaha.In fact, this was our first Christmas at home!"
TR says he feels bad that Cassie generally has to take Braxton to Omaha by herself, as he has to stay home and work. "But with us being a single income household, I about have to," he adds.
Care continues - new challenges arise
Since coming home from the hospital, Braxton has had several "step procedures" and "taperings" done to increase the length of his bowel. He now has about 56 cm, so progress is being made. He also has the challenge of learning to eat, and be weaned from the TPN.
For the past two years, Cassie has made weekly trips to Omaha or Grand Island with Braxton for feeding therapy. In May, 2012, they began going to Grand Island for this therapy three to five times per week, and in October began going five days a week.
In this therapy, Braxton is learning the skill of chewing food and swallowing it. It was taking as long as 20 minutes for him to swallow one bite of food, but he has come a long way. He will now take a bit of food, chew it and swallow it in about five minutes. It currently takes about an hour for him to eat a full meal.
"Eating has been a battle since day one," says Cassie. "He has had so much negativity with his mouth - tubes, ventilator, etc. - that he has developed a defense behavior."
Cassie feeds Braxton five solid meals each day, of about 100 calories each meal. In order to completely get off the TPN, he must take in 1,500 calories and 50-60 ounces of fluid each day. And that is a goal the couple is racing against the clock to achieve.
You see, while the TPN is keeping him alive, it also causes damage to the liver. Right now, Braxton has stage IV liver failure from being on the TPN for so long. If he is able to get off of the TPN soon, the liver will heal itself. The worst case scenario would be that Braxton would require a transplant. Should that happen, they would transplant the liver, bowel and either kidneys or pancreas.
"The body accepts three organs easier than just one or two," Cassie explains.
"It's basically a race against time right now," adds TR.
Braxton was able to be taken off lipids this past week, which his parents say is a good step. Right now they are still trying to figure out just how much he will have to eat to stay alive. Right now his eating skill is rated at a 18-24-month-old level, and he needs to get up to a 4-year-old level.
"We are in a time crunch there too, as he has to go to preschool this year - he has to!", says Cassie.
TR runs a feedlot near Lexington, and also plays in a band on weekends to help make ends meet. He says he hates having to miss out on so much with Braxton, and praises Cassie for always being there.
"She has given up everything to take care of him," TR says. "She definitely should get mother of the year!"
The couple both say they have a large support system, which they are very thankful for. "Their words of encouragement are very helpful and appreciated."
Like most 4-year-olds, Braxton keeps his parents on their toes - you never know what he will say or do next. He loves to ride horses, and certainly doesn't lack for energy. In his cowboy boots, Wrangler jeans and black cowboy hat, the little guy is nearly a mirror image of his daddy.
When the interview was over, Braxton shook my hand and politely said, "Nice to meet 'ya." - then ran down the hall pulling his backpack as if on the back of a thoroughbred.
Nice to meet you too Braxton.
If you have a prayer list please add Braxton. On top of everything else he battles, he is currently in the hospital fighting the Rotavirus.  While you are praying, a special prayer for his exhausted, hard working and patient parents would be great too.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Fire up the rumor mill . . .

the Wolfingers are moving back to Central Nebraska.
but, we've been down this road before.

We understand it is hard to find logic in what Jake and I do.  In fact it is hard to for us to describe it. We are rewriting the handbook for getting a start in Agriculture.  My family has been on the same farmstead for over 200 years. Jake is the third generation on his farm.  We have been searching for the answers to finding a home and making a start in Agriculture for almost 10 years.  Our families don't have that guide book.  Jake and I have decided to rewrite the family handbook for getting started as  cattlemen. Of course if you have the handbook, please send it our way.

Rule #1 - You may not get your start in your parents back yard.
     "If you are always trying to be normal, you will never know how amazing you can be." 
                                                                                                   - Maya Angelou
Rule #2 - Your future may not look like you planned.
     "We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for                     us." - Joseph Campbell

Rule #3 - There will be challenges and set backs.
       I promise to blog some of these challenges.  I have received two phone calls in the last week from former students wondering what is happening in my world.  That may not be entirely true, I think they really called with their own dilimas and they were looking for advice. They read my blog and think because I only share the highlights, that they are not normal for having "challenges".  I don't share many challenges or set backs because they are depressing, sad and sometimes embarrassing.  However, because of a couple conversations I feel that maybe these depressing, sad and sometimes embarrassing moments are learning experiences and the reality that no one has a perfect life is inspirational at some level to "keep on truckin".

Rule #4 - Learn as much as you can, seek ways to find skills.  I promise these skills will continue to save you money and make you money.  Jake has learned a lot of skills he carries around with him.  The reason we were able to buy and restart the feedyard was because Jake can, do basic electric, carpentry, pluming, welding, mechanic work, and he knows how to feed cattle.  Those combined with the fact that he is a life long learner.

Rule #5 - There are no mistakes - only opportunities to learn and move on.

Rule #6 - Taking calculated risks to build wealth is not a negative thing.  I am well aware I am not a financial advisor. However, America is being painted as a place that is telling young people to pay off all debt and live only on the cash you have. I may eat my words, but I do know, that no one is building business, by paying off debt and not investing into their business. Be smart.

I am aware there have been several rumors and interesting stories about the Wolfinger Family and our adventures.  Some of them true stories, some elaborated truths, some falsifications of hopelessness.

I have decided to share the ins and outs of the move to Nebraska, the move back to Ohio and and the move back across the Mississippi River, right here on fortheloveofbeef. Please feel free to put the rumors to rest, ask your own questions, and share your opinions.

Big Question #1 Why did you move to Nebraska?
For a bunch of reasons and depending on the day you ask, that will depend on the answer you get? The main reasons urbanization, our family farms not big enough to support our family, to build a future for our girls. Rumors that may be partially true are we like adventure and we are partially crazy.

Big Question #2 Who's idea was it to move to Nebraska?
We were asked this question for the first time on video.  I was taken back, because the truth is it was Jake's dream.  I didn't want that to be taken as I wanted nothing to do with it.  I like the idea and jumped on board (first with one foot).  When Jake first mentioned the idea Jacie was one and I was loving my job at Logan High School.  I went that summer looking for a farm in southern Iowa and Northern Missouri, anyway.  It proved to be a fabulous family vacation. I was nursing Jacie, so we stopped every four or so hours to feed and change Jacie.  We usually stopped at equipment dealerships, Jake walked around looking at equipment and I fed Jacie.  It worked out wonderfully as the midwest is not short on equipment dealerships.  These summer trips really turned up nothing.  We did find a few farms (that we couldn't afford).  The one we were absolutely in love with flooded the following spring when the Mississippi went over it's banks.  Oooops, thank God we were saved from that potential disaster.


Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Pictures from the tractor pulls.








 I thought I would share a few pictures from the pedal pull for kids and adults at Sheridan High School this past weekend . . .
Bryer is my cousins boy.  Does that make him my second cousin or first cousin once removed.
Whatever, you get the picture. (pun intended)

This Jaelin's face of determination.

This is my friend Mary's son - Garrett.

Jacie - I think she thought it was a parade, smiling at the crowd.

My cousin Jamie's other son Luke.

My friend Mary's oldest son Blaine.
My cousin Jamie's son RJ and her husband Matt.
There was a skinny girl contest . . .


Leslie my sister-in-law was the winner!



My brother-in-law Andy.




Jake pulled first but not the farthest.
He should have been thrown out for falsifying his entry, by reporting his age as 24.