I think I've lost some precious brain cells in this new-(again)-motherhood stage because I can't seem to form a thought long enough to post lately. But, alas, I will try. And, if I can't get one long thought out, I'll go for several short thoughts.
We have gotten another several inches of snow and it is still coming down. It's beautiful, but boy, was I hoping that it would melt and go away before getting his again. Not for me, but for the chickens. They just will not come out of the coop in the snow and it is really starting to get foul in there. 75 birds in a relatively small building makes for a LOT of poo. We keep putting down more bedding, but honestly, it reeks in there. I was really hoping they could go outside again for a while. But, it looks like that isn't going to happen anytime soon. It is probably a good thing that we will be butchering about 15 of the roosters within the next week. That'll help a little. It'll also stock my freezer some.
I haven't blogged about this yet because I just don't know quite what to say, but I met my half-brother B last Saturday. He was very nice and the kids talked a lot about how much they liked him after he left. His girlfriend, T, came as well and she was lovely and sweet. We talked some about our past and where we are today. We shared some pictures and he went sledding with the kids. I don't really know where we go from here, but it is a start and we'll figure it out as we go along.
Don's folks will be arriving in just 3 days. Unfortunately, the basement, where they will be staying, is completely full of kitchen cabinets and our kitchen is half torn apart. I could easily feel a little stressed about their coming and Christmas being so close, but I like to take up the battle cry of Scarlet O'Hara...I'll think about that tomorrow. Which is why I still haven't finished all the Christmas gifts and I haven't even unpacked the stockings. And why I probably will be sending Valentine's cards instead of Christmas cards this year. And why I'm sitting here blogging instead of getting any of the above done.
Ever since Abby was born, I've been ravenously hungry. All the time. I remember this happening with Caleb as well. Not so much with Meagan, but that's beside the point. I can hardly go any time at all without eating something. Here's an example of a typical evening...dinner at 5pm, popcorn (where I eat at least twice as much as Caleb) at 6:30pm, a glass of chocolate milk and a handful of nuts at 8pm, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at 9:30pm. It's a good thing I go to bed at 10:30, or I'd have to eat some more.
Well, as fun as it's been, I'm a little concerned that all this eating is going to make losing this baby fat all the more hard. Of course, that doesn't stop me. I don't think anything short of an empty refrigerator could stop me. And, in honor of my gluttony, we are going to make Christmas cookies this afternoon. I found a recipe for whole wheat sugar cookies on the Sonlight forums that sound delicious. I'll post the recipe later if they turn out to be as good as they sound.
Well, it's been nearly 30 minutes since I had a waffle and an orange, so it's time to start thinking about lunch! I'll entertain you with all the ultra-fascinating aspects of my life again soon, I promise. Or is that a threat?? Don't answer that.