I am flipping ecstatic right now! Guess what showed up in the mail today? Huh?! Huh?! No guesses?! My SCOBY! What in the hell is a SCOBY, you ask? SCOBY stands for Symbiotic Colony Of Bacteria and Yeast, and can also be known as a "mother" or "mushroom". Don't be confused; this is no fungi, but a …
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 …
Today was my oldest daughter's last day of high school. Ever. <sniff> Wanting to make a lasting impression on the rest of her senior class, Alaina decided to get dressed up this morning before school. She looked stunning; wearing an adorable white sundress she had (tastefully) applied make-up and had curled her hair. I couldn't help but …
Yesterday was a very bad day at work. So bad in fact, that when I got home I ate a piece of cheese. A big piece. With a big glass of wine. Okay, a bottle of wine. My stomach is in knots today: the combination is playing hell on my normally dairy-free stomach. I’ve had …
I'm going to be completely honest.... I love taking quizzes. I was recently reminded of this when Josh from My Friday Blog posted a Grown up Quiz, which I stepped right up and took in (wait for it...) Step Right Up and Take the Grown-Up Quiz!! When I happened upon Peckapalooza's Confusing Middle blog post I …
My bees are stuck up. They can be described as nothing short of what my dad likes to call “Upper Pithington Smithe”. I provide a stable, sturdy hive for them to call home. I fill their hive boxes with symmetrical frames, and measure them during each inspection for perfect width and “bee space”. I even …
On behalf of all dumbasses out there, I would like to accept this insignificant award of Dermatologist’s Worst Nightmare… I spent the past weekend with my mom down in Daytona Beach. Ready to soak up an extra dose of Vitamin D and get a nice little glow to my ashen white winter skin, I hit …
This is "Spirit Week" at Kenzie's Daycare. Why in the hell a daycare needs spirit, I don't know. I am fairly certain that the six-month olds don't give a shit if their room's mismatched outfits are better than the toddler room's mismatched outfits. It's bad enough they send home these freaking "homework assignments" once a month. It's not like I …
I guess I should first explain what a "bean" is, so you thoroughly understand what a "bean-ache" is. Between my husband's prior service in the Marine Corps and my mama's Creole heritage, our family has a language all of our own. Ink sticks, are pens. Calling one of the kids "booby" or "little willy" is …
With my recent cooking debacle as depicted in Attack of the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Blob, I wanted to assure my readers that not everything that comes out of my kitchen is a complete disaster. I have, in fact, found the Holy Grail of kitchen time/money hacks: peanut butter. Like marshmallows, my family can put some peanut …
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