When I first started this blog I thought it would be easy just to write about homesteading and gardening. Then I found it difficult to write because I felt I was not qualified to give out such important information. I lacked the confidence to own what I was writing. Even though I had many successes doing it in my own home I could never just pen what I was doing to paper.
Clearly this was not a good way to blog. So I needed a fresh start, a mulligan. Something that was all sunshine and lollipops. Okay, the sunshine blinded the living shit out of me, the lollipop is now stuck to the carpet and the kids now running naked in a sugar induced circle but it's all good, right?
So where do I start? Let's start with a brief introduction. How about a little about me......
If you are easily offended, I am not the right girl for you. I have an uncanny tendency to leave my filter at home most of the time.
I have, what I like to call, an overacheiving brain, it's a blessing and a curse. But mostly a curse. So much sleep is lost just thinking about things. Things that I cannot change, things that shouldn't matter to me and things that are even WTF by my standards, which can be pretty low sometimes.
I love to people watch. No, I'm not one of those old people sitting on the bench at the mall, waiting for their wife to finish up shopping, just watching the people walk by without a care in the world. I mean real people watching. I get all up in their life, without them even knowing it. I LOVE making up stories about the people I am watching. Restaurants are always full of people who are meeting secretly and they always have shady pasts. I told the Hubs I was buying a small note pad to write down my stories so I can share them with the world. Hey, you have your way of passing time, I have mine. Stop judging. Jeez!
I curse like I am the product of a truck driver who had a menage a trois with a sailor and Gordon Ramsey. But I don't see it as cursing, I see it as a sentence enhancer. Colorful words that make my point even better. The only time I am pretty much not cursing is at work, just trying to keep it professional, yo. And yes I do kiss my mother with this mouth!
I still love gardening and taking care of my chickens. They are my little chicken bitches. They give me the good stuff, like poop and eggs, and we keep them in the lifestyle the are accustom too. Otherwise they end up like the other ones, frozen with their neck shoved up their asses.
I really am fortunate and blessed to have created three wonderful little human beings.
~Peanut is my oldest, she will be 13 this year. Yikes! I am getting old. She was my sweet angelic baby, she listened all the time and did not talk back. So easy! She is helpful and does exactly what she is told without the faces or noises.
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