Kortney DeBock – CK DeBock Harvesting
I know this is supposed to be about the HarvestHERS and seeing harvest through my point of view but I get a lot of entertainment from my ever-entertaining husband. So after some self deliberation, I decided to proceed.
From my last post you all should have a pretty sound idea of the picture I painted of Casey. Well, a couple of days ago he was replacing a fan belt and I was there helping from the cab. As I am waiting on my next command, I hear a slew of expletives and a lot of banging. I wait a second for a follow-up. I’m not too worried yet because he has enough in him to be making that much racket; that’s always a good sign. So I climb down the ladder and see him behind the combine. My first once-over didn’t detect any profuse bleeding, also a good sign. So I ask what happened and he opens his mouth. There is a little bit of blood but more so, he chipped his front tooth. I see we are all ok so I found it appropriate to giggle at the sight of my 26-year-old husband looking like a first grader who is still growing big boy teeth. After some inspection, tooth is still well rooted and blood is all gone. He feels sore but is able to proceed with the day. For dinner I made a soft stew that would be easy for him to eat since I suspected there might be some tenderness. We don’t get the full extent of the damage until lunch the next day. I made him his sandwich and tucked it in his lunchbox. I hear nothing about it so I assume all went well with the strenuous task put on a front tooth to eat a sandwich. I find out at dinner this is not the case.
For dinner I made a chicken lo mien. I take his plate out to the field and we sit for a few minutes while he eats, if that’s what you’d call what he was doing. Instead of putting the fork in the middle of his mouth like one usually does, he was putting it in the side of his mouth. Let me draw this out for you: He turns his head to the side and on the side facing down he contorts his face to fit the heaping fork into the back of his mouth, then just laps up the noodles that are falling out. Gravity is clearing not on his side in this operation. I’m watching in bewilderment. This is a man who opens cars door and uses decent manners at any given time and here I am watching him eat noodles like a 2-year-old using chop sticks. He looks back up and at this point my jaw is on the ground staring at this zoo animal who has food stuck on one side of his beard. It doesn’t take a world-class psychologist to figure out what I’m thinking. The first words out of his mouth, “So this brings me to my next point. This is probably the most prissy thing I’ve ever said but can you start cutting my sandwiches into bite size pieces?” I’ll call the dentist in the morning.
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1. Be ready to go at the drop of a hat...sometimes without a lunchbox.
2. Has removed the word impossible from her vocabulary!
3. Can hold a baby, take care of a toddler and drive a tractor or combine all at the same time.
4. Must be able to cook for a crew - large or small.
5. Must be able to read minds.
6. Must be able to banter with a parts man until he realizes you DO know what you're talking about.
7. Must be the entertainment director for those rainy days.
8. Be a wife, mom, friend, helper, cook, problem solver, taxi driver or extra crew hand at all times.
9. Can handle the call that makes you react, "You need what? When?" Dropping everything you're doing to make it happen.
10. At the end of the day say, "I really do love this life".
