Thanksgiving

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Thanksgiving is here and the chickens are still not convinced we are having turkey for our dinner.

They have gone into hiding.

I am thankful for many things today, my family, my friends, my knowledge of the gospel, and the love that my Father in Heaven shows me each and every day.  I am thankful to be part of a military family.  I am thankful to have four beautiful and healthy children.  I am thankful for the animals that grace our property each and everyday with their unique and special personalities.

Today I am extra thankful for my husband and the blessing he continues to be in my life.  I am thankful for the hard work he puts in each and every day.  I am thankful that even on this holiday he is working hard to make sure our chickens have a safe place to call home.

The chicken tractor is almost complete.  In this picture he is putting on the wheels so that I can move the tractor with ease.  Now we he just has to hinge the drop down ramp/flooring that will be under the roost and cover the top with wire.  I am such a lucky gal to have a man around like him.  He keeps me happy and feeling loved every minute of every day.  I can only hope I make him as happy.

I hope you are all having a fantastic day!

With a little help from 

Suzanne McMinn 

Our dinner is going to be over the top this year.  I am making the recipe for cornmeal yeast rolls and they are looking as if they will be a hit!  I will fill you in on the outcome of the rolls in my next post.

Giggles

There were a few happy moments for me today.  It wasn't all gloom and doom.

First there was this post on facebook from my sister:

"You know that you have really made it to super mommy/wife status when you are: being bludgeoned by a fake sword, asked to look at a book and help with a word, while being asked how you cook something....all while on the toilet!"

I busted up laughing when I read it.  With my youngest now five years old, I actually get to be in the bathroom alone.  That doesn't mean that I don't get followed right up to the door as I am RUNNING in there for some me time (ha-ha).  Oh and the questions that I am expected to answer while I am in there... crazy!  I had to comment on her post and welcome my lil' sis. to the club.

The next thing that had me rolling in laughter, a craigslist post entitled:

Laying Hens from Home Circus that can SWIM!!

Rodi insists I should get these hens.  They would fit right into our "Circus".  Plus the post says they

"lay brown eggs where you want them."

I would just be thrilled to have hens that LAY EGGS let alone lay them where I tell them to!!!

Last but not least....

My cousin Chris married a wonderful woman named Sarah.  Sarah has a great blog that makes me smile each and every time I read it.  

A few days ago she posted this little beauty about my all time favorite school lunch growing up, chili and cinnamon rolls.  This was by far the best creation LPS ever came up with.  

I was talking to Rodi about her blog tonight and I mentioned how she wrote about the fact that cinnamon rolls do indeed go with chili (at least in Lincoln, Nebraska), when he says "They most definitely do!  I had chili last night and you didn't give me a cinnamon roll to go with it.  Where is my cinnamon roll?"

OH, I was rolling in laughter.  I don't even know if his school lunch ever consisted of that magical duo.  I do know however, my husband loves a good cinnamon roll.  It was quite possibly very wrong of me to even bring them up in conversation.  I make cinnamon rolls.  I make the most delicious, and fattening cinnamon rolls.  In order to keep our waistlines in check, I only make these rolls at Christmas.  They have become our traditional Christmas morning breakfast.   

Rodi was deployed last Christmas... it has been almost 2 years since he has had one of my cinnamon rolls.  

Yeah, not nice of me to bring up cinnamon rolls with Christmas still 2 months away.  

I did get a good giggle out of it though.  

Is that wrong?  

Nah! 

Onions

Having a bad day? Need a good cry? Don't want people asking what's bothering you?

 Grab an onion and start chopping.

At least that is what I told a certain daughter of mine today when she had to bury another baby bunny.  Sadly her mama rabbit isn't really loving her new role in life.  This is the fourth bunny funeral this week.  We are doing everything we can to encourage some mama and baby bonding.  I have been searching and searching online for any advice I can find.  The babies will only be 10 days old tomorrow and everything we have read says that they are just too young to attempt formula feeding.    I am really hoping that the three babies that are still hanging in there make it.  One is extra chubby, I think he/she is hogging all the mama time.

It was raining today, and my poor darlin' just couldn't bury this little bunny.  Her heart was just beyond broken.  Rodi to the rescue.  He took care of the baby bunny for his sweet girl, while she helped me chop the onions.  When someone came in and asked what was wrong.  I quickly jumped in and declared "Nothing is wrong, she is chopping onions.  Everyone cries when they chop onions."   To which the reply was "Oh".

By the time the onions were chopped the burial was complete and we were able to move on to the rest of the meal. We She made the most wonderful creamed chicken served over noodles.  I let her be the first to use my new pot, because I am that kind of mom. 

Isn't it a beauty!

So just remember when you are having a bad day, and need a good cry,  grab and onion.  They really can be a great solution.