For instance, on Monday (9.14.09) I learned to bottle. For the first time ever, I will serve my family things from a jar that did not originate from a factory. My good friend Katie came and spent the day teaching all the tips and tricks to successful canning and Voila!! Every jar sealed on my salsa and spaghetti sauce.
This summer I learned to drive a tractor. Mostly because Matt was moving pipe and when I got there to help, the tractor was in low gear, rolling through the field with Cody in the drivers seat. I jumped in and learned how to shift, turn, brake, and stop, all by Matt yelling at me through the back window.
I learned that one must be careful when running a nail gun. A little pressure goes a long way. (And can shoot a lot of nails in a very short time.)
And last, (of the things I can think of right now anyway) is how not to pull a swather out of the ditch. Matt was cutting hay when he got stuck in a very slimy, muddy ditch. He had me run and get the truck, hook onto the back of the swather and as he was backing up, I was to drive the truck forward. I did just what he said, (in addition to all the knowledge I gained from watching truck pulls on TV), and nearly blew up the engine in the truck. Round two: Now I'm in the swather and he's in the truck pulling. After several hard yanks and a near whip lash, the swather is moving backward, toward the truck, and I'm in the drivers seat, with absolutely no idea where the brake is. I got stopped by accidentally dropping the cutting blade and sliding to a halt, as Matthew is trying to yell that the brake on a swather is controlled with your hand, not your foot. Who knew??
See, knowledge is power and after this summer, I'm feeling like I should've taken a few more FFA courses in school. At least now I can laugh at how much I didn't know. (And still don't.)












