Remember that blog I wrote about using up all the groceries before going to the store again? Well, I stretched the pantry and freezer as far as they could go the past two weeks. We ate some sort of “pork soup surprise” for dinner last night. I used a peppercorn pork tenderloin that was waaaaay over peppered. I washed as much of the pepper off and stuck it in the pot to boil and what came out was a waaaaaay too peppery, waaaaay too watery soup thingamajig. The children begged me to go to the store today. I really think we could have held out a couple more days.

In the rush of madness to get to the store, get school done, do some church work, make some phone calls and get out the door, Isaac was overlooked. No, I didn’t leave him at home. I barked the orders to get shoes and get in the van and Isaac heard “Pick up a shoe in one hand and don’t let go of the death grip on the Gameboy with the other!”. When we got to Pizza Hut (yes, we ate out because no one wanted to eat left over peppered water) Seth asked why Isaac only had one shoe. Isaac said, while pushing the buttons of his Gameboy, that he had just forgot it, like that is absolutely no inconvenience whatsoever to his mother or him for that matter. My threat to make him stay in the van while we went to eat was welcomed by him and he plopped back in the seat so he could play his GAMEBOY!!

He wasn’t so happy to stay in the van after the swat and scolding I gave him. He wore one shoe into Pizza Hut and all over Wal-Mart, little skunk.

My plans to make a wonderful low-fat skillet lasagna with Italian turkey sausage was jilted when I completely burned the bottom of the meat. Meat that has no fat has very little forgiveness in timing. Learn from me, do not get distracted and think you can quickly blog a little while cooking a meal. Despite the black under crust of the lasagna, everyone ate it with great gusto while I gagged and complained that it tasted like one of those Chef Boyardee things. I think they were all so happy to have food in the house they would have eaten tofu with a side of mashed turnips or one of those Chef Boyardee things.

American Idol
Yes, we watch and I am finally going to say a lil’ somsin somsin about it.
Chis Daughtry…yow. Me wish me could see his performance a few more times and put that song on me ipod.

Chick Chick
The ladies are doing well. Five of them hopped out of the baby pool today and cuh-rapud all over the porch thankyafershat. Oh, and as I was capturing the little gals one decided to leave me a finger full of herself…nice. I better get used to that, it’s actually the gold I’m looking for to bury in the garden.

Cuteness
Isacc- Mom, you borrowed me.
Me- I did? Who did I borrow you from?
Isaac- God.
Me- When do I have to give you back?
Isaac- He said you could keep me.
followed by lots of huggas and kissas

I was working on a new post three days ago when I heard the sickening sound of my children screaming across the house. I immediately started to prickle and sweat. What has happened? Who is hurt?

“They’re here! Mom! They’re here!” my children were now running into me carrying a little box that was chirping. “Oh! Great Scott! The chickens arrived a day early!”

We quickly dragged the blue baby pool onto the screened porch and filled the waterer with sugar and water. We unloaded 26 little peeping chicks. You get one extra just in case, you know, the trip was a bit too much for one. We dipped each beak in the water and they drank and drank and drank until when we picked them up they spewed water out they’re beaks.

Some are very distinct. Like Edna, she quickly became our favorite. She looks more like an owl than a chicken. She likes to be held, especially by Ellen. So far they are doing great and they all love me.

The really cute thing is how fascinated my husband is with them. Right at this moment he’s sitting out on the porch, just watching the chicks. We went out last night and instead of getting ready for bed when we got home, he had to go stare at the chicks for a while.

I put in most of my garden today. What a thrill to figure out what to plant next to what. New to the garden this year are potatoes, pumpkins, ornamental gourds, beets, radishes and onions. I hope it does well. I’ll try to post a few pictures of the garden in progess and of Edna.

Tomorrow I’m going to put in a new walk in the front of the house. I have a feeling I’ll be dog tired at the end of the day.

My dad is coming to visit on his way through to somewhere. He’s a bicyclist and his season has just started. He’s also on a mission to ride his bike in every county in the lower 48 states. He’s probably 1/3 or more done. Impressive and strange this goal of his is. I’m just happy he’s doing something healthy in his retirement.

The “new lifestyle” is going okay. I’ve had a few weak moments like the box of eclairs that I stuck back in the freezer to avoid eating. I ate several of them anyway even though it hurt my jaw to break through the frozen cream. I’ve lost five pounds which is nice. Now I need to start a regular workout program so if I loose any more weight my skin won’t be flapping in the breeze.

That’s it from here, have a loverly weekend.

Chicken count down- 2 days

Ellen has been informing me how many more days until the chickens come for at least 19 days. But, this is it! We are nearly there! I hope they all come healthy and that they make the trip okay, bless their little beaks.

What the hello am I going to do with 25 baby chickens? I’m afraid I might spread a sleeping bag out on the back porch by the baby pool that they will temporarily reside in to monitor their every move and, you know to bond with them.

Easter News

Sunday was lovely. We were all well and had a house full of people. It was a relaxing day and the kids wore themselves out. What a wonderful day to celebrate Christ resurrection and fellowship with Believers.

My parents caught wind of us being sick and decided to stay at my sister’s house, which I certainly don’t blame them.

There are remains of plastic eggs all over my house. Levi stored a few fists fulls of jelly beans in his crib and greeted me with a black smile and sticky hands after his nap.

The kids got one very, very, very small, like eat in one sitting, chocolate bunny (because any leftovers would have hopped right into my bunny hole of a mouth). The older two received Keith Urban CD’s and the younger two were given a soft stuffed bear and cow. Levi who is the owner of the little cow has already marked it as his territory by smearing a bit of the contents of his morning diaper on it. Mr. Cow meet my laundry pile, that’s where you’re going to be for a while.