*Folks have been asking for an update on the “water to the gas tank” incident with our van. Welp. Here ya go. *Vandals You Own* I turned my back for one second. All good parental spiels begin this way, right? … Continue reading
Vandals You Own
Category Archives: Farming
Cuticle Trimmers and Tire Swings
Just when I think my life couldn’t possibly get more weird or comical…I find a cuticle trimmer in the bottle of maple syrup I opened yesterday. Yes, it’s our cuticle trimmer and not a Costco quality control issue. You better … Continue reading
My Penguin
Before I launch into my excessively wordy and sappy Valentine tribute to my boyfriend, I want to describe the sequence of events surrounding the taking of these pictures. 15 year old was snapping pictures while the 12 year old was … Continue reading
Don’t Go to Your Local Gym!
Fitbit says: Congratulations, Jesi! Your 30 minute high-intensity workout was auto-detected and added to your weekly stats. Jesi says: Nope. That was my daily farm chores and time spent chasing toddlers for a diaper change. Moral of the story: to … Continue reading
The Lost Art of Taking Care of People
I grew up in the South where you’re always welcome in just about anybody’s house. When you arrive, for whatever reason you’ve come, they invite you in, ask how your Mama’s doing and offer you supper…or at least pie. Anything … Continue reading
