
We went to my sister’s house Christmas night. This is the road to her house that we drove into a snow drift and spent about an hour being stuck. Thank God for cell phones. We called my dad and the Country Doctor to come help us.

Clay had to borrow one of the kids’ hats and my scarf to go out in the weather. The wind was awful, but he looked smashing in his winter outer wear.

Honey, I don’t care what you say, bangs are back and that scarf makes your eyes pop and well, the glisten of snow covering you is just…sparkly?

That’s my dad digging out the van for the third time. Thanks Dad! After they got us safely to the house they had to go back and help another fellow out of the same snow drift.
Thank you for coming winter, now let me show you the door.

All of us at Coal Creek Farm wish you a very happy Christmas.

We hope you have time to share some love…..

some laughter….

and some sweet rockin’ dance moves!
Don’t forget to use lots of index fingers and pucker your lips.
Merry Christmas!

We have an egg bucket and a chicken scrap bucket in our kitchen. Sometimes we get them confused, especially when we are too busy. Last week we were just a tad too busy to look at which bucket we were dumping the coffee grounds into and the eggs sat there for quite a while. Needless to say, the egg bucket became the chicken bucket and the eggs stopped getting gathered all together. It’s life on Coal Creek Farm.
Now, who’s going shopping today? I’m out the door with my mom and Ellen…it could be a long day. Don’t worry, I’m taking my gosh darn Damn Ramsey envelopes with me! Gah!