Stolen

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!

What I create will be just for you.

It’ll be done this calendar year.

You have no clue what it’s going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that’s for sure! However, I *do* promise that it will be more than just a handmade card!

I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch: You have to put this in your journal as well. We all can make stuff!

Yes, I stole this. It does sound like fun, and I like the idea behind it. I rarely get to make stuff for people other than my family. Right now Layla has two things she is bugging me for. So maybe it would be good for me to try making something for someone else

babies!!!

So we ordered some day old chicks. We only ordered 10 pullets, or females, but since it is a small order and it is cold, they send packing peanuts. Packing peanuts are roosters. No one really wants roosters so they kinda throw them away. We got 8 roosters, packing peanuts, but one did die on the way here. We got the call from the post office at 7:30 the day before thanksgiving. That was really kinda cool. We have names for some of them.
Owl is the one with three stripes down her back, Natalie named her.
Vivienne is the red one with a V on her head. I named her. She is my special chick. I love her so much.
Ewok is the one who has kinda squirrel markings
Aiddie Michelle is the other red one, Natalie named her.
Oh and there are 7 named Duck, those are the roosters. We are not to get attached to those as we will most likely be eating them :)
Kali is totally interested in the chicks. We only let her smell and love on the roosters though. Huck doesn't care. Though he does occasionally chase the ladies outside. I actually think he is kinda scared of them though.

Oh and the first picture is actually the Ladies outside. They seems to be pretty happy out there. We have chickens! I am sure that i will post when we get our first egg.

grrr!!!

the reason I haven't blogged in awhile, frustrating putting pictures up!!!!
you will have to deal with cut pictures cuz i really have no patience to fix it. deep breath i will try to do better on the next post.

going to play a game

and try to win. Wanna know what game I am going to try and play? Catch up. I have let this go for way too long. I really do need to catch up. So the most exciting and life changing thing that has happened recently is our addition of chickens. I know you want to see pictures of these girls...

Layla calling them




yes bad picture, one we don't have very good light in our garage and two try taking a picture with wire in between you and your subject.
They were in the garage until Jack could make sure that he liked his tractor.



jack working on it more. Does anyone else find it funny that the chickens are out and the human is inside? I did, but then, well, me and my humor...


Look at those wings!! Layla was giving our birds rides on her, actually Gwen's bike


These girls we got on November 1st. They are red sex links. They are currently 12 weeks old. They have been outside for a little over a week now because we have new residents in our garage. But our Ladies names are Ellie Belon, that is Layla, she thinks it is the most beautiful name like ever. So she named her Ellie Belon. Natalie named one Cheera. And Liz, Aunt Liz, my brother's wife, named one Bertha. I do have to tell you that Bertha is the biggest of them all now. i will do a separate post for the babies. But now you have met our Ladies.

spring

Yeah yeah, been awhile.
No pictures now. I will get there no worries.
I had to post because since last night I have seen an awakening of what seems to be the whole world. I have been hearing yes we can! so much that I believe it. I actually believe it. I was excited about this election. But what is going on now? This is past excitement. I feel change. I feel like spring is here after a long winter. I can look outside at the falling leaves and for the first time since living here I don't feel the death of life. I see beautiful colors. I see CHANGE. I see it only getting better.
HOPE
It is an amazing thing. It isn't just the election. Our lives are changing also. I see things getting better. I have been in a dark place for the past year, a hole that I have been digging since we moved here and I feel like I am crawling out of my hole now. I feel better. Damn I am happy. Happy. So happy that just writing this I have tears in my eyes.

berry picking

First cute nakey Gwen!!!




We left at a bad time. It was quite a drive and by the time we got up there we all needed to eat. We saw Gwennie's and figured that we had to eat there. Umm, it wasn't all the great and Jack ended up sick from his crab sandwich. I swear he is allergic to crab. He swears that he eats crab all the time on the boat. But every time I see him eat crab he gets sick.



Sweet picture of Gwen and Jack:)



Picking the dirt out of her toes



And Jack had the camera for the first part of the journey. I asked him to take pictures. He took pictures of my butt. I am not going to share those. I have more pictures that I will share soon.

need to change

my way of thinking.
I need to realize that the universe is not out to get me. I need to realize that things happen whether you are a good person or a bad person. You are defined by how you handle bad times. I remember thinking about it years ago when I thought things were bad, ha!, how you handle the bad times determines how your good times are. I have not been handling things well. I am feeling like things are very unfair right now. Not just fr me. I feel like there are too many bad things happening to good people. It makes me want to cry, to make things better for them. But also I need them to be better for me too. I can't do it all.
So I need to change my thinking. It really helps that i talked to a friend today that holds similar beliefs. It really really helped. I need to have faith. I need to realize this is a bump. Who knows how long this bump will last, but it is a bump. Bumps go away. There will be more bumps, I am sure, but they also will go away. There will be times between the bad just like there are times between the good. Would I prefer not to have good or bad? No. We are reading A Wrinkle in Time, yes still. And they are facing the man with red eyes right now. He says something about becoming one with him, never having to feel bad anymore, never being sick, everything being perfect. Never having to worry again. And for a second I thought oh wow that would just be nice right now. I almost gave into that feeling. The feeling that life wasn't worth it. But then I thought no, it isn't life, life is not perfect, life is not free from worry. You need these bumps to appreciate the good times. Bumps have their place. I feel like I am repeating myself and not really going anywhere with this post.

and to close, there is something completely and wonderfully sweet and innocent about dirty toddler feet. No, they did not get this dirty at my house. I do vacuum more often than that. She collected dirt everywhere we went today. Somewhere around 2 the dirtiness stops being so cute. I am going to try and enjoy the sweetness of these feet before they turn into sweaty stinky dirty toddler toes laugh