Wishes

With me being a nail tech,(That's right folks, I put on fake nails. Insert laugh here. lol) I have some clients who have a boat load of money. Folks that drive Lexus', Cadillacs, BMWs, etc..... I even had a client drive a Lamborghini. They come in with their fancy suits and expensive dresses just so that I can make their nails look good.

I have to admit there have been times that I wished I was one of these people. Driving nice cars, wearing fancy clothes, and buying "toys" left and right. I talk to these people about how they are going to have big fancy parties this time of year. Men wearing their tuxes. Women wearing their evening gowns, diamonds,pearls, and gold. Dancing to a orchestra all through the night. Sounds like something out of movie.

 They talk about spending hours upon hours looking for and buying expensive gifts for loved ones. They buy cars, and many video games. They talk about shelling out hundreds of dollars for that perfect purse that they have been looking for ever since they had seen it on a trip to New York.

 As I'm setting there listening to some of my clients talk about going on a cruise for the holidays, and all of the fancy gifts that they have bought for people they know, I notice that I have something on the tip of my shoe. I look a little closer and laugh. It's chicken poop. 

I love my simple life.

So until next time,

Small Farm Girl, simple.

New Addition, Again.

Yep, a cat. We got a cat. I didn't think of myself as a cat person. I mean, I like peoples cats. But, I like them at THEIR house. But this little cutie just NEEDED me.

You see, he has feline lukimia so he can't be with other cats without infecting them. He also can get sick from other cats because his imune system is weak.  So, me being a softy, decided he could stay with us. (I'm so weak.)  It has been a couple weeks now and he has settled in. The only problem is, we really don't have a name for him. I mean, I call him Kitty all the time, but I don't want that to be his name. I WAS going to call him Mr. Meow-gi, (get it, from Karate Kid fame?) but Hubby didn't like it. So I am going to ask my creative followers to help me come up with a name for him. Any suggestions?

So until next time,

Small Farm Girl, sucker.

Thanksgiving Ramble

It's times like these that I am really thankful that I live on a farm. This Thanksgiving we decided to make our Thanksgiving dinner a farm raised or local foods feast.  I know, I know, a lot of you out there already do this. A lot of you do this on a daily bases. We don't. We want to, we just don't. So this Thanksgiving we decided to try it. It was WONDERFUL!  We didn't raise turkeys, and no one shot a wild turkey this year, so the extra rooster got the bad end of that deal. LOL. But, he sure tasted good! We also had deer roast to make up for no turkey. heheheehe.Now, out of our garden we had mashed potatoes, green beans, and corn. I made a butternut squash pie.(Better than pumpkin pie!) We had blueberry crisp,apple pie, and cheese cake(made out of goat cheese).  I also made some good sweet rolls from a recipe that my grandma used.

I didn't write this post just to give you a menu of what we had to eat. I wrote this because I wanted everyone to know how blessed I felt this year. I couldn't ask for a better life. My family, pretty much, is healthy. We all get along. And, the farm just keeps growing. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to see if this is all real or just a dream.   Sometimes I feel guilty for being this happy when there are a lot of people out there suffering.  I wished everyone could experience this feeling of pure happiness.

I think though, being happy also comes with age. Ten years ago, I would have looked at the things that I didn't have, not at the things I do have. And when I say "things", I don't mean just material "things." As I have gotten older I realize the things that really matter are things that you can't buy.  A mind at peace is priceless.
If this feeling comes as we age, I can't wait to see what the rest of my life has in store for me.

I also want to say how thankful I am to have my blogger friends. You guys are awesome! We may never see each other but, I feel like I know you. If I haven't said it before, "Thank you for following my blog!"  I know sometimes I don't blog very often, but I always know you are all here for me.

Ok, enough of my rambling. So until next time,

Small Farm Girl, thankful

Question of the Day

I, like many of you out there, would like to make money off of our farm. That has always been my dream. But, there really isn't many forums or things like that that can tell you how.  So, what better way to learn about making a little extra money on the farm then to ask people that do it?  So leave a comment on how you may make a little extra money on your farm, or just out of your back yard. Or, if you know of a place to get some info, leave a comment. Maybe by leaving your comment, you just might help someone out there become the next Donald Trump. lol. So my question is, How do YOU make some money off of your farm.

So until next time,

Small Farm Girl, question askerer.

Oh, The Horror!!!!!

It's what nightmares are made of. It makes women faint and young men weep. Children should never be exposed to the horror. I think if Steven King knew about it, he would write a whole series on it's evilness. Oh how freighting, oh the horror, oh the heart stopping evil. What is it you ask?.............


Wait for it......



The Evil Ninja Rabbit.

The dreaded Ninja Rabbit looks all nice and innocent. All sweet, soft and fluffy. That's how it gets it's prey. It draws you in thinking that it's just a normal rabbit. But when you open it's cage to feed it, you pull back a bloody stub.

It has attack Hubby every time that he has opened it's cage to feed it. Jumping, attacking and scratching before he even knew he are being attacked. He has had scratches all down his hand. I'm surprised that there are not fang marks.

Go ahead,laugh and scoff. I wouldn't have believed it either if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes. EVIL! I say! And to make things worse, last night as we went to feed the rabbits. It. Was. Gone! Somehow, it has escaped it's cage. I think it has special, evil powers that no normal cage can hold. We see The Evil Ninja Rabbit every night when we go up and feed all of the other normal animals. It's hiding in the shadows ready to attack at any minute. Waiting until our back are turn so that it can jump and scratch all of our skin off of our backs. Just evil, I say!

Now at night before we go to sleep, we make sure all our doors and windows are locked. (Like that would stop it.) Make sure the guns and knives are withing arms reach. Sleep with one eye open at all times. Because at any time during the dark of the night, the Evil Ninja Rabbit can make it's evil plans reality.

So until next time, if there is a next time.

Small Farm Girl, scared.

A Dream

Ok, I have a dream. I don't know if it will ever come about but, it would be worth a try.  I was thinking, how awesome it would be to have a get-together with "homesteady" people? Yep, nothing fancy, but just a nice bonfire, some good home cooked food, and maybe a little questions and answers from everybody.

 If you can do something, be it spin wool into yarn, or pluck a chicken, or just know how to can. I would want you to come. And then, when we are all setting around the fire, just start talking and asking questions. If you think you know the answer to someones questions, speak up. If you have a question, speak up. If you have a demonstration, demonstrate it. It would be really casual and all. And I guess, if ya want, you could bring a tent. Spend the night. You can fish in our pond!  Or, you could just stay for a few hours. It would be up to you. Very informal.

Like I said, I'm just kicking this around, but I thought that if anyone would be interested in coming, maybe having something like that around spring time.  Anyone interested? Or, any suggestions?

So until next time,

Small Farm Girl, dreamer

For Your Viewing Pleasure

Pictures! Pictures! Everyone wants pictures! Well just for you, I have some pictures. Here is the picture of what we have left of the goats. My friend wanted me to sell 3 of them for her. These are the ones she wanted to keep. As you can tell, they are still in their temporary place.

These are some of the chickens that she gave me. I can have fresh, free range eggs again! Yea!!!!!

And then we have the rabbits.

And more rabbits.

And, more rabbits.

And, more rabbits. They are in a temporary place also. At least until we get their permanent shelter up. They have that tarp put over them usually.

And for your viewing pleasure. Here is a picture of the Soup Truck. Doesn't it look like a Cambell's soup can? But, with rust.

 

So until next time,

Small Farm Girl, picture taker.