This week’s post comes to you from my husband, Derek. He has dubbed it a “What Grinds My Gears” post and I expect this might become a regular occurrence. (Turns out, a lot grinds his gears.) Full disclosure: I didn’t contribute to the content of this post, but I did...
There are moments when I feel like I really have it all together. However, they are elusive and fleeting. More often than not I feel completely overwhelmed. I’m torn between compulsively following to-do lists (so many to-do lists) and moving (with Derek and Ellie Jo, of course) to Bermuda to...
I have to tell you something that might shock you to hear someone acknowledge: I don’t always love being a mom and chances are you won’t either. The love I have for my daughter exceeds anything I could have ever imagined. For years I ached for a child. My husband and I planned and...
There is so much turmoil around the country this week I want to write about, I just don’t have all the words yet. In the mean time, while I try to find them, here is an update on what has been happening around the farm: Last year we had a...
Last week Ellie Jo’s cardiologist told us her VSD (ventricular septal defect- the one I originally talk about in this post) was small enough that there is a good chance she won’t ever need surgery. The option still isn’t totally off the table so he is going to check again in...
Before getting married a couple should make sure they do the following things well together: canoe, pitch a tent, and travel. These are the ultimate team building activities and if you can handle them without killing each other you can handle anything. Derek and I have always been great at...
I’ve had a surprising number of people asking me if I would write a post about our chickens. So, here it is folks. As promised, our journey into chickens on the farm… Two years ago I went to the feed store for horse feed and came home with a peeping...
“Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon or not at all.” – Harriet Van Horne My mom was never much of a cook when I was a kid- family dinners fell to my dad when I was growing up- but she has always been an excellent...
This post was supposed to be about chickens. This blog is supposed to be about our chaotic little life on the farm as we struggle through parenting so I was going to tell you about our hilarious journey into poultry. But, then Brock Turner happened. My mom rarely cussed when...
Sometimes life knocks your glass of milk over and it’s easy to see the love. But, sometimes it’s not. Sometimes the love is a lot less obvious and all you see is a mess. When we were in high school my dear friend Baye and I lived on opposite ends...