It was a long and busy Saturday with my little family. My husband and I were spent and so were the rugrats. I put together a gourmet dinner of leftovers and then tossed all three kids into the tub. The kiddos were having a good time in the tub. This included draining and … Continue reading Our crap filled Saturday night: A humorous take on septic back-up.
There is a rule in my home regarding the pristine condition of, well, everything. That rule is that nothing, absolutely nothing, will stay in any form of pristine condition. Somewhere between all the farm critters, my husband's constant projects, 3 kids, and my own general clumsiness, pristine gets lost. I have gathered a small body of … Continue reading This is why we can’t have nice things.
My husband grew up an Air Force brat. I grew up in a middle class neighborhood. We wanted to raise our kids in the country. Amazingly the opportunity arose to buy what we would consider our dream home. A modest hobby farm with a big old house and plenty of space. We … Continue reading Holy crap we bought a farm! Now what?!