This is officially my first post.  Very exciting but also very scary.  Thank goodness for teen daughters who were able to navigate me through setting up a blog.  Of course my 9 year old probably knows more than I do about the computer.  After setting up the blog and telling my friend about it, I realized I don't know what purpose this blog will serve.  I think for now it will serve as a journal of sorts about our crazy life..... all seven of us.... and the horse, nine rabbits, five cats, four dogs, 11 chickens, two roosters,and six goats.  I won't mention all the things that are caught , brought home, and released. The pictures above are some of our animals.

   Today we started the way it always does. I climb out of bed to walk my DH out to his car and say good-bye, and then proceed to chicken coop.  They are always ready to get out.  My youngest always rides to end of the driveway with her Dad and opens the gate for him.  And then she and my 12 year old daughter go feed the baby goats ( two are bottle fed.) and the horse.  I was moving slow this morning sooo  some of us got up late.  It's funny how some of my children have an internal alarm clock that won't let them sleep past 6:00a.m. while others could sleep all day.  But we pulled it together (still in pajamas) and began school. We are reading through Matthew for bible and we are studying Ancient history. The rest was done on their own.

  Today was our pickup for our food coop.  It takes about thirty minutes to get there. My friend and I always ride together. It gives us time to visit.  It is something I look forward to each month.  We came home and the weather is turning ugly here.  They are calling for snow. The bad news is we are supposed to have soccer practice today.  Wonder if that will happen? 

  Well, that is pretty much my day. I have some picking up to do.  I forgot about soccer when I made out my menu this week.  So I am thinking what I wanted to fix is not going to work. Maybe I should think about this. For some reason, people around here think they should be fed. I say, "let them eat cake".  I have been known to let my children eat left over cake for breakfast.  Hey...I serve eggs with that cake. lol.