Worst. Birthday. Ever.

I would like to begin this post by saying that I am not, I repeat, I am not one of those full-of-herself girls that is birthday-obsessed.  You know the one.  Her day is her day and should be treated as such.  She has to give you reminders for weeks prior to her birthday... "Hey, my birthday is …

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The Name Game

I feel like this blog is making a liar out of me.  I post about our 19 chickens... all but nine of them are slaughtered.  We buy four more.... now we have a baker's dozen.  I never wrote about that.  I wrote about my bees and how I accomplished a split that didn't go as …

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