good morning

bonus cuteness

new tea mugs i simply could not stop myself from purchasing for obvious reasons.

cuban pulled pork prep for what appears to be the annual Family Dinner on The Compound

he went on and on about how his friend deb was going to love this chili when she came to his party. he was very sad when i explained that she couldn’t come to the party because she was all the way home at her house.

she started with the john deere but it ran out of gas

then the weather blew in

then they ran around in the storm until the lightning came

very excited to be allowed to go out on the firing range with the big kids.

showing me his hits

not bad for a little guy with a bb gun

pleased as punch

some of the big kids

marlene and her pornographic mushroom

us

a visiting dog killed at least one of our girls, severely injured at least two others. a couple of girls are MIA entirely.

flowers for the table

edgar allan poke

scraps

damn hell i looked pretty cute this morning before cooking a batch of chili, 2 dozen corn muffins, gluten free pumpkin bars with cream cheese frosting, scrubbing down the patio for guests, 1 first degree burn on my finger, 26 rounds of 9mm ammo, a chicken attack, 1 severe thunder storm, 1 mild rain, 1 tornado warning, and a migraine. i should have taken a picture then bathroom

blue coat is a miracle substance that you use on injured chickens – for cuts and bites and what have you. works like a dream. also stains like you wouldn’t believe.

this shit isn’t coming off for a week.

kitchen

looking for something else, i found the missing stash of googley eyes.

hey! i’m taking a class and i don’t hate it!

finally finishing up this project. this was an extremely slow knit, which was mostly purposely.

it kept promising to rain monday and it didn’t and it didn’t and it didn’t, so i washed the Truck Named Ashley J. Williams. and then it rained.

from our garden. they’re mostly too small to carve, but i love them.

the light

foggy sunset

goonight

morning, with fancy french tea. but not in that cup.

so. many. eggs.

the annual last minute fair crunch. SIGH.

poultry diseases. good times.

the judges LOVED her work. of course.

waiting on the poultry project judge.

are we not adorable? yes. yes we are.

i don’t know who made this bench, but it’s awesome.

if you love fall as much as i do, and also are a fan of cider, i strongly recommend this one out of grand rapids, mi.

poultry has to be pullorum tested. the tester hit an artery in one of her birds. there was much bleeding.

i think i have one of these for every year he’s been alive.

all he cared about was the shake.

damn hell steak n shake bathroom. there’s also a damn hell portajohn bathroom and a damn hell sweetwater’s bathroom, but i’m sparing you. you’re welcome.

sweetwater’s trip.

everybody loves sweetwater’s.

still more adorableness.

fairs are inherently creepy.

he was meh-ing and clanging his bell.

i think these might be out of order …

this ride went on so long he actually tried to climb off of it while it was still moving.

he loves the rides. he’s perpetually bummed he can’t go on the big kid ones.

farewell breakfast. *sniff*

if you haven’t clicked away yet, i’ll leave you with the giant moo.