Posted on | August 28, 2013 | 7 Comments
So the older ones finally started school. I’d share a picture of them, standing on the porch and holding homemade signs out of my expensive scrapbooking paper stating the grade that they are entering this year. Except I didn’t take any. I didn’t know that was “in”. I had no idea that was all the rage until after I got them on the bus, finished the milking, and checked the computer in the hopes of finding all my friends were finally available for lunch dates. And I was bombarded with a million adorable photos of happy, well-dressed children holding creative handcrafted signs. Um, pinterest, I didn’t get the memo. Thanks a lot.
Although it was really too late for that anyway. Because the younger kids went back to school in July. And they didn’t get a sign either. So making one for the big kids would just be one more example of how the first born children got all the best of my parenting energy and the later ones were left with the dregs. Which I like to remind the younger ones is quite a fair trade off for the excessive amount of television and Wii that they have been allowed compared to their older siblings. I’m sure their future therapists will approve.
Besides, the convenience of back to school photographs with the year and grade already included in the picture is overrated. I will probably be in my fifties before I have the spare time to sit down and scrapbook my photos into albums. Trying to decide what year a photo was taken and the age of the children in the image will be the mental stimulation I’ll use to fend off aging. Sorting chronologically and properly labeling my kids’ photos is just the kind of demanding detective work that will keep my brain active. So you can keep your pretty picture ideas to yourself, pinterest. Convenience now, dementia later, people. Read more
Posted on | August 23, 2013 | 2 Comments
Well, that Mother’s Day present actually did make it into the ground.
Since the preformed pond liner was off Freecycle and the slave labor was coerced by guilt donated, the real trick was to get all the landscaping for as free and cheap as possible. Because nothing ruins a gift faster than a gift that costs money to use. We have lots of free things around here that ended up costing a lot of money. Not that I’m going to mention any names.
But I might post pictures.
Posted on | August 4, 2013 | 1 Comment
Give me your pitted….
your cracked and mushy,
and woebegone, too far gone to eat.
Posted on | July 30, 2013 | 3 Comments
Well, it has been a summer of rain and cool temperatures. I finally took notice when I was mowing the yard, in the middle of July, on an overcast 70 degree afternoon, and barely breaking a sweat. That isn’t normal. Normally, just thinking about mowing the lawn in North Carolina on July 12th at 2pm is enough to make you fall over with dehydration and leg cramps. And since I didn’t have to take a water break every 15 minutes, I started thinking of all the weirdness this summer.
We’ve had so much rain that I have only watered the vegetable garden twice. Twice. Usually we have to decide by the end of June if we want to risk losing the garden or running the well dry. Yet despite all the rain, the vegetables have failed to flourish.
The cherry tomato plants are bushy, but they lack the overflowing redness of a full crop.
Posted on | July 20, 2013 | 5 Comments
I had it all under control. Kind of.
I had 2 sheep.
And 2 fleeces.
Posted on | July 18, 2013 | 5 Comments
Happy New Year!
also known as
Happy First Day of School!
That’s right. After six weeks of swimming and bowling and fishing and sleepovers and beach trips and baseball and tiger tours and fireworks and even a 70th birthday party….
Posted on | June 9, 2013 | 1 Comment
It’s the little things that you appreciate about heritage breeds.
Like a piglet with enough hair to keep herself warm in the winter with just a doghouse and a pile of straw.
Instead of a piglet that needs a heat lamp and some coddling.
A pig that makes use of the food available.
Versus a pig that keeps the feed store in business.
Posted on | June 7, 2013 | 3 Comments
If you haven’t heard already, it’s National Doughnut Day. Which coincided with the arrival of Tropical Storm Andrea and hours and hours of hard rain. Also simultaneous with the last day of school. The perfect storm.
So what’s a mom to do when it’s pouring rain, the kids are out of school, and it’s National Doughnut Day? Read more
Posted on | June 5, 2013 | 4 Comments
It started at the end of April. With just a few shrimp from the store I managed to make an almost home grown meal. With lettuce, spring onions, cilantro, and celery from the garden, I put a luscious grilled shrimp salad on the table.
Speckled romaine is my new favorite salad green.
Because the kids think they are just eating a speckle, instead of a snail, when I fail to wash it well. And let’s face it, feeding my kids that extra bit of protein makes me the special parent that I am.
Posted on | May 22, 2013 | 3 Comments
Well, the first of the spring babies have been sold and are gone.
Someone paid a deposit on Abby and will be picking her up after the holiday weekend.
Which means Andy is the only remaining kid that is old enough to be weaned and sold. Read more« go back — keep looking »