Last night I was too lazy to make our bed (the sheets just came out of the dryer) so I decided to sleep in the guest bedroom. The bed in there was so inviting as it was our old bed and had on it one of my favorite set of sheets. Also, we just realized our guest room has a roller shade-- which means for sleeping in a little longer (if not woken up by Pick-Pick) as our room still has no window treatment yet. Relatively quickly, I realized I wasn't alone. I heard lots of scrapping and squeaking from above. Just some thin wooden floors separated me from what I though was many bats. I grabbed J and he assured me that the noises we heard were not from bats but from a mouse or mice. We also found some mice droppings by our built-in bookcase outside the guestroom. It's official-- we have a mouse situation. So, we should get a cat? Heck no. JJ is very allergic to cats and I just despise cat hair all over the house and on our clothes. Off to Fleet Farm. Farmer J picked up some mouse traps and some more "Chick Starter" (the chick feed) for our 28, every so quickly growing, chicks.
Our "babies" are enjoying their new home in our basement. And I'm enjoying them being down there. I loved hearing all the peeping but I think this is a win-win for all. A win for me because I don't have to worry about the rather large mess they made in the house and Pick Pick is less likely to go over to the chicks without me knowing and play around in their poopy mess and/or pick one up by it's little neck. A win for the chicks because of the previous mentioned possibility of a neck wringing and they are much calmer in this quiet environment (far from the noises that previous made them quite crazy- i.e., children, sneezes, my "Words with Friends" entries).
This weekend J is working more on the garden and on mowing the lawn (as it's been quite rainy lately.) He and the children have also successful hunted for many more morels. We had sauteed morels (in butter and garlic) on our cheese pizza last night; it was quite delicious.
Tonight the children are staying with my in-laws. Mima and Papa. Yeah!!!! Good for all of us involved. J and I are going to try a local restaurant tonight to celebrate our 9 year anniversary. Tomorrow we can SLEEP IN and then we are off to try one more church.
Trying out something new. A new way of living. A more simple life. One farmer. One farmer's wife. Two boys. Two rams. Six ewes. Two goats. Two pigs. Three rescue kittens. Nine hens. Two bee hives. Room to roam. Room to get dirty. Room to grow in mid-west soil. A wary farm wife because this is a new life for our family. But God is good and so are fresh eggs.
John Muir quote
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~Protective Mama
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
~John Muir
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