Wordless Wednesday

Sunrise out the kitchen window....


















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A Tip For Tuesday

Are your mugs cool to the touch when you take them out of the cabinet? Does your morning cup o' Joe cool off too quickly for your liking?

Try this tip...

Before filling the mug with life-replenishing coffee, fill it with water and microwave it for a minute or so. Then dump out the boiling water and fill with coffee. It'll keep nice and hot for you as you sip your way to consciousness.


















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Mirth Monday

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Nice Relaxing Weekend.

Not.

My to-do list for this weekend includes:

Painting Julie's room.
Installing the headboards we made for three of the kids for Christmas.
Figuring out what to do and where to put all the bags and boxes of stuff that the kids cleaned out of their rooms weeks ago.
Taking down all the Christmas decorations and storing all that away.
Cleaning out the barn.


Oh yeah, and let's not forget about all the usual stuff of life including feeding eight people-keeping the house clean-getting after the little buggers to do their chores-laundry-and what-not. Lots and lots of what-not.

Par-tay!



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Farm Friday: Mmmmm.... Expiration Casserole.

One good thing about having farm critters: you never have the guilt of throwing (almost) perfectly good food in the trash.

Every week when I get home from the grocery store, I spend a few minutes going spelunking in the fridge, pulling things outa there that have seen better days. Lunchmeat past the date but not yet to the point where your face goes all scrunchy? Let Annabelle the farm dog chow down. Rock-hard, stone-cold pizza? That's what we've got goats for. Lettuce turning the color of dried-up boogers on the bathroom wall? Helloooo rabbits.





But the most fun is putting together a dish for the chickens. See, I figure they're the only ones on the farm that actually pull their weight. I feed them, they feed me, but to feed them costs money, to the tune of $16 a bag, at about two bags a month. So I like to supplement their feed with a creative culinary approach.

This week that amounted to about a half dozen yogurts past their date, a box of pasta I cooked up for them that I think we moved here from the kitchen of the old house, the sugary dust from the bottom of the bin of Lucky Charms, and the remains of a casserole of unknown origin. For international flair, I added some Italian bread with the mold torn off, as well as some French toast that had been well-aged. I mixed it all up in a cauldron with a giant wooden spoon while my eye twitched. It was fun.

Even more fun, though, was dumping it into a pan for the chooks. My trash is their gourmet dining and they were scrambling over each other like geeks at a Best Buy sale. Each trying to get the choicest noodle, then running off with it, yogurt splashing, while the others chased after her.

Ohhh, it was a hoot, I tell ya'.

And that's what passes for entertainment for me these days.

That's a true story, people. Sad, but true.


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