Thursday, March 31, 2011

Cow Country.

I loved this sign the first time I saw it.

We were driving to the ranch to celebrate Dave's 60th birthday.
Larry & Becky Hoeft joined Clint & I for a road trip.
It was also my first trip to Nebraska.

I was pretty anxious, a little nervous, and wanting to make the right impression.

What I learned quickly,
was that people in this part of the world shoot it pretty straight.
They value honest people.
Hard work.
And they can put on one heck of a party!

One thing is for sure;
If the Fergie ladies are involved, you better be on the lookout for a good laugh!

As we head back out west to Oregon,
this sign still is one of my favorites.
I don't know why,
but it just seems like it sums this part of the world up.
While we lived just north in Cherry County,
(Clint grew up in Grant County)
the Sandhills will always be some of the best cow country in the world.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Headed West.

Well, I'll say this.

I wouldn't recommend packing for a move across the country in a snowstorm.

But then again, we can't control the weather.

Clint took off today for Oregon.

So if you see an aluminum livestock trailer headed down the highway with shrink wrap over the windows, be sure to wave!

I'll be on his heels here in about a week after I wrap some things up at work.

It's been tough to leave Nebraska, but even tougher to leave family.

But like Kristi said, it's not's {see you later}.

In June - and we're counting the days!

Thank goodness for Skype...I have a feeling we'll be doing a lot of it with these two!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Mid State Spring Show

Thanks to all of you who were able to wade through my past few posts. While these past few weeks have been a bit rough, I promise that Debbie Downer is gone for awhile, and Party Sue is here to stay!

And party!

Ok, sorry to those of you who don't get the Party Sue joke. I don't think I fully understand it either. But I knew it'd make Lindsay laugh. Even more because I'm pretty sure I still don't have the 'terminology' down right. :)

Awhile back, Clint was asked to judge the Nebraska Mid State Spring Show, so last weekend after I had come home, we packed up our nephew and headed back to Kearney for the show.

Jace and I hung out and watched the show, while Clint judged.

And we got in some livestock judging practice too.

In Jace's county, they start 'em young. (Eight years old!)

I'm pretty sure the people sitting around us thought I was the lunatic mom that is ultra competitive and wants their child to win at all costs.

But I'm not....just a competitive aunt. ;)

And Jace was picking the right heifers.

Be proud mom & dad! And grandma & poppa!

The overall show was pretty good. They had about 100 calves entered (steers & heifers) and did showmanship. Nebraska lets kids start showing in 4-H at eight too, and I was really impressed with how good the younger kids were.

We had a fun day, got to visit with some old friends, and got to spend quality time with our nephew.

Clint even let Jace help him judge the peewee showmanship, but I was unaware and taking a nap in the pickup (someone had to drive home), so no pictures. Darn it all anyway - but I bet he was cute out there!

Success is reason enough!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

To need.

I am human. Imperfect. Ungraceful.

I bump the table leg when I sit down at the group.
My words mumble when all I want to be is concise.
I forget confidence.
And last week - I was needy.
More needy than I usually am.
(And I realize that I'm already a needy person.)

I needed to hear "We'll miss you".
I needed to know I had mattered.
I needed to know that my missing {all of this} would mean something.

Who wants to be imperfect?
Who wants to know they're lacking something they probably shouldn't be?
Can I just tell you how I struggled with knowing that I was being needy?

But after everything that happened in my {small} world at work last week...
I realized that it is OK to be needy.
And that I'm not the only one that {needs}.

Needs encouragement.
Needs to be told they're doing a good job.
Needs to know that someone else has their back.
Needs to be spoken to kindly.
Needs to know they're loved.

“Be like the bird that, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.”
Victor Hugo

What do you need in your life?
What do the people around you need?

Know that you are needed.
Know that you are loved.
Know that you are important.
Know that you are a blessing.

And while I'm two days late, these past two days have allowed me to realize even more that the blessings always continue to outweigh the needs....

835. A sister in law who doubles as a horse whisperer.
836. A mother in law who'll shake the bucket and plan an escape route.
837. A nephew who was so good and well behaved. All day long.
838. Listening to him tell me about 'judging' peewee showmanship.
839. An unexpected compliment.
840. A husband who holds my hand on the drive home.
841. 24 hour Coggins tests.
842. More boxes packed.
843. The email with an offer.
844. Getting to tell my husband how proud I am of him.
845. A sister who knows when something is wrong before I do.
846. Crane watching parties.
847. Walking through corn fields.
848. Laughter.
849. Coworkers that care.
850. Sour Jelly Bellies.
851. A morning phone call to Clint.
852. Dinner at Jersey's.
853. People who are willing to bend.
854. Great news for Grace - the new 2011-2012 Oregon FFA State Secretary!
855. Taking flight away from a rough week into smoother waters.

"One ungrateful person, does an injury to all needy people.”
Publilius Syrus

Thursday, March 17, 2011

A bit 'o cheer!

May luck be our companion

May friends stand by our side

May history remind us all

Of Ireland's faith and pride.

May God bless us with happiness

May love and faith abide.

~Irish Blessing


Happy St. Patrick's Day!


You know, there are 2 kinds of people in this world....

Those who are Irish....and those who aren't.

P.S. To the Clancy Clan - Here's to celebrating our 12%!

Monday, March 14, 2011

A chance to grow.

We are given the chance to grow each and every day.

Each one!

Asked for or not.

Ready or not.

Sometimes the timing is perfect.

And sometimes the timing stinks.

At least in our eyes, not His.

Whether to accept it?

Whether to embrace it?

To make the choice to be green and growing...

Well - some days that's a harder choice to make than on others.

I say it a lot -

"When you're green, you're growing.

When you're ripe, you're rotten.

Always be green and growing."

So I've been talking the talk....but have I been walking the walk?

Am I accepting the chance to grow?

Or am I digging my heels in?


St. Patrick's Day is right around the corner, and I've been craving the color green.

I want to wear green, see green, BE green.

And I don't think it's just because of my 12% Irish heritage.

Is all of this attention to green a sign that maybe it's the inside of me that needs to be growing right now along with everything else turning green?


So - what does {green} take?

I think it takes an open mind.

(Struggling with this right now....)

I think it takes awareness.

I think it takes the support of {many}.

I think it takes daily waterings....daily thanksgivings....daily praise.

And even daily critique.

I think it takes love....and laughter....and attention.

And I know - I just know - it takes time.


And even in times of doubt:

Time and green and growth and new opportunity and blessings still abound!

820. Deep breaths.
821. Sugar cookies from Eileen's.
822. A chat with Becky.
823. Quick visits in the mornings.
824. An extra evening with my husband.
825. The jangle of chains as he headed off to Oregon.
826. Safe travels.
827. A puppy that reminds us he is still just that.
828. Christmas presents delivered in March.
829. Three chapters read.
830. Six glorious words that lifted one big burden - "Of course you can stay here!"
831. A day of professional growth - even if I haven't digested it all yet.
832. Little tasks on the to do list checked off.
833. Wedding invitations on sale.
834. The chance to keep growing.

Thursday, March 10, 2011


The road led us to here.

We came back to Nebraska for a lot of reasons...

To let Clint ranch full-time.
To help Dave & Mel transition into a slower pace.
To spend more time with Clint's family.
To watch our niece & nephew grow up.
To build a foundation on which to raise a family.


But like with most things, coming here came with sacrifices.

We left friends & other family, and a great lifestyle.
We've lived four hours apart from one another during the work week.
(The poor EQ - I hit 10,000 miles on it today, and I've only had it since December.)
While we've been living "the good life", we've also had to adjust to our "new life".


And you know what -

It has ALL been worth it.


But sometimes you have to know when it's time to move to the next pasture...

It's like when a group of calves bust through a fence.

You tried your best to prevent it, but now all you can do is evaluate & progress.

Do you mend what's been broken?

Or do you start all over and build a new fence?


As 2011 rolled in, we were presented with some challenges.

The bid on the ranch wasn't enough, and a neighboring ranch's was.

But when God closes a door, He also opens a window.

About that same time, as we were looking for other ranches to potentially buy or lease, an opportunity came along that would let me transfer back to Pendleton with my job.

We found the window.

So we're headed back to Oregon.

And we'll miss our family & life we've begun to build here.

So much.

But we can't change the past, and all we can do is run at the future.


And so, the new road leads us to here again -

Here's to change.
Here's to putting the pieces together.
Here's to a new foundation back in the Columbia Basin.
Here's to returning to old friends.
Here's to family memories.

Here's to the future.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Our gate.

"There's a gate out there
and it's got your name on it."

In the midst of not knowing,
being unsure,
trying to travel the path we've felt best,
and losing something we've wanted,

we've found a gate.


And the blessings keep multiplying.

Over and over.
Day after day.
Through thick and thin.

He is with us.

Providing gates to walk through.

801. New opportunities.

802. A {new} job. Let 'Er Buck!

803. A husband who loves me.

804. Co-workers that understand.

805. Friends that care.

806. Family that calls.

807. A Saturday morning visit & the understanding that came with it.

808. Faith.

809. Bills paid.

810. A wedding venue booked....not the original one, but it's going to work.

811. An email with news of tumors shrinking. God is good!

812. Boxes saved.

813. Plans for packing.

814. The text that says I can be a Bunco sub. {I so miss you Bunco ladies!}

815. Back on the Weight Watchers bandwagon.

816. A clean desk at the office.

817. A few hours to sleep in tomorrow morning thanks to the snow.

818. Excitement in the air.

819. An open gate and path on the other side.

"God knows what is best. No struggle will come your way apart from his purpose, presence and permission. What encouragement this brings! You are never the victim of nature or the prey of fate. Chance is eliminated.....Nothing comes your way that has not first passed through the filter of his love."
- Come Thirsty, by Max Lucado

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Wedding bells.

Beau & Allison

February 26, 2011

Beau & I were on the same livestock judging team at OSU
(which Clint coached),
so when we got the wedding invitation,
we knew we'd be headed back to Oregon for the ceremony.

It was a BEAUTIFUL wedding.

The wedding was at St. Mary's Catholic Church in Mt. Angel & the reception was at the Oregon Gardens.

(In my opinion St. Mary's is the most beautiful Catholic church in Oregon!)

Allison was beautiful,
Beau looked the part,
The wedding party was stunning,
The flowers were gorgeous,
The service wasn't too long,



We had the best time!

If you can't tell.


We danced, drank, ate, laughed, and just had the best time.

Thanks Beau & Alli for a great party!

Oh, and P.S. - The bar was pretty great too.