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My Empty Bucket

If you live anywhere near Mid-Missouri, you know that this weekend was a complete monsoon. So, that means nothing exciting happened on the farm. Except for Chex is longer swelled up! With flooding and mud everywhere, I stayed inside pretty much the whole weekend, (except when Bethany and I went outside and got completely and absolutely soaked feeding everyone on Sunday).

Instead of doing exciting things outside, I tried catching up on homework. I ended up looking at Pinterest and catching up on all the blogs I haven’t read (I am the ultimate procrastinator!). Reading other blogs really gets me thinking about my life and where it’s going. So instead of finishing my homework, I decided that I needed a Bucket List! Doesn’t everybody? It may not be long but hey, I can always add new stuff! So here it is, after one day and couple of inches of rain:

My Bucket List


  1. Washington DC- Its one of those places that I think each person should visit with their family and with Dad in the Army, it has an even bigger meaning
  2. Las Vegas- Another place I think every person should visit, but not with my family. 🙂
  3. Montana- I would love to see and even be a part of a ‘real’ ranch even if it is only for a visit
  4. Amarillo, Texas- Being in almost every country song, it has to be a pretty cool place


  1. Twenty Five Pinterest crafts- I am a new Pinterest member and I must say, my craft list is already overloaded!
  2. Finish my Desk- Three of us college girls are renting a house next year, and instead of buying a desk, I decided to build it. Currently, it’s only a stained wooden top though.
  3. Build a bookshelf- What can I say, I like working with my hands (and Markway’s never do anything easy!)

My half-way-done desk


  1. Network- Last November, I went to AFA and made lots of friends my own age but didn’t make any industry contacts (which is VERY essential!)
  2. Get an internship- Goes hand in hand with networking
  3. Get a master’s degree… eventually- By eventually, this could mean in three years, five years, or ten years.


  1. Go to wine tasting- A class is offered at Missouri State University, just have to wait until 21!
  2. Learn to drive the boat faster- And by faster, I mean the fastest I have driven is just over an idle when we snag

  1. Go river rafting- Rocks, rapids and all.
  2. Go to a beach- And not have a plan for the day, just me, the water and what I want to do
  3. Learn to drive the truck and trailer- I want to be able to go to the arena when I want, for as long as I want

Our 'Rig'

  1. Go skiing- Nothing like flying down a mountain to give you an adrenalin rush!
  2. Ride a mechanical bull- Again with the adrenalin (I’m an adrenalin junkie!)
  3. Learn to two-step- Technically, I know how to do it, I just suck at it.


  1. Journal- I keep saying it will happen, but one day I am going to make it happen
  2. Memorize my M number– Which is basically your Missouri State University social security number
  3. Connect with old friends- College has gotten in the way of my home life 🙂
  4. Show more gratitude- Doesn’t everybody need to?

My hope is to finish it by the end of my college career, but who knows! Any more suggestions?


It’s the Season

And I’m not talking about Spring or Cardinal’s baseball. I’m talking about my favorite two seasons of the year: tractor pulls and rodeos.

Rounding the third barrel on Chex last summer.

To me, there is nothing better than jumping in the truck and heading to a different town and a different competition. Whether it’s a tractor pull or a rodeo, I’m always in that passenger seat (I haven’t conquered the stick shift yet, maybe I’ll throw that on my Leap List!) Last year, my mom and I hit every rodeo we could with the NBHA and Show Me TEC. But this year could be a whole different story for rodeos. With me at college and my horses at home, they are in no shape to run competitively at the moment. With two horses getting no exercise and all the mud at our house, Chex has been a little swollen in her back end. So that leaves me with Rowdy as a barrel horse. At 16 hands and only seven years old, he’s in his prime to be a great barrel horse…if I only had the time to ride him. Maybe I need some more time to ride or someone to do it for me. Any volunteers?

Rowdy, always ready to ride.

Since rodeos won’t be a big part of my summer, I had to find some time else to do with all my free time (Wait, what’s free time?). My dad eagerly filled that spot when he decided that he was going to get back into the tractor pull business, and by tractor pulls, I don’t mean the ones that throw a bunch of smoke and drive really fast. I mean the farm pulls with no smoke and a speed limit of 8 MPH. But hey it still gets my competitive juices flowing. The Markway’s don’t do anything easy so instead of just buying a tractor to pull, Dad decides that we are going to work from the ground up and completely restore a 1952 John Deere A with M&W Power Block (if you don’t know tractor talk, the Power Block means we are awesome, any more details and I would have to ask Dad).

Putting the final touches on the tractor before it started.

This weekend was a major step in our future of tractor pulling because we got ole’ Hank (or at least that’s what I call the John Deere A) started for the first time. I must say after all the sanding and painting I did on that thing, it was a very proud moment, but I don’t think anybody could be more proud than Dad! So instead of a horse and trailer, this summer I get to travel with the MATPA and a tractor. If you are ever in the area and in need of some friendly competition, look us up!

Dad and Hank circling the driveway.

Home and Hard Work

Home is where the heart and the hard work is, at least on our farm is. This weekend was no exception. Starting bright and early Saturday morning, we began one of my favorite farm jobs: working cattle. Starting the morning off right, as soon as Dad rattled the bucket of feed, the cows took off running for the lot. Cows running anywhere is never a good thing, but cows running before you work them is even worse.  With one cow getting a solid kick to my Dad’s leg, I was happy we were only working the calves. For this time, we only had to castrate the bull calves and give everyone their first round of vaccinations.

Some of our calves waiting to be worked.

All of supplies, ready to go!

A couple of weeks from now we will round everyone up again, give the second round, and wean off the youngsters. Everyone gets a special job when we work cattle (thanks for the pics Mom!) and usually, I get to give all the vaccinations. This time, I was designated ear tagger.

Working on my ear tagging skills.

Not sure if that was a promotion or not. Of course, working cows is never boring, but this time was almost a disaster.When we castrate our bull calves, someone has to get down in the shoot. (Probably not the safest way, but that’s how it happens!) One tricky little calf worked his head out of the head gate and slammed back into the shoot and the guy in there. Luckily, no one was hurt including the calf but it was a little scary!

After all the fun of working cattle, I thought I would get the rest of the day off. But no, Dad had different plans. So after working cattle, we got to build an electric fence, and then after lunch, we went straight into hauling manure. Thank goodness for our four-wheel drive Ford tractor or I wouldn’t have been able to move in the morning!

Even though, I may have to work my butt off when I go home, I still wouldn’t trade a day of it for anything else in the world. Home and hard work will always be in my heart.