Note to all French speakers: I'm quite sure that tres fromage is not an accurate translation for very cheesy, but it's late, and I'm too lazy to pull up an actual translator online, so it'll have to do. To use a very bad pun...pardon my French.
Well, we got another order of...can you guess....I'm sure it will be a huge surprise...could it be....
CHICKS!!!!
I'm only putting the text in bold and adding exclamation points for my sweet husband's sake. He's ALWAYS excited to get chicks. I was rather disconsolate at the idea of raising out yet another batch of broilers* when Robert so thoughtfully tried to cheer me up with the pronouncement that I really would be happy about this when the freezer was full of chicken. I responded rather sulkily that it was 10 long weeks until that happened. Nonetheless, we are actively taking care of our newest little brood and all is going quite well, despite my earlier whinyness.
*Broilers are chickens grown for meat-as opposed to layers grown for eggs. We purchase Cornish-Rock crosses that grow astonishingly quickly, have fewer feathers for easier plucking, and are dumb as rocks. Have you ever seen the movie Chicken Run? These chickens are hypnotically drawn to feed just like the birds in the movie. Some people have lovingly nicknamed them Frankenstein birds... I guess you just have to see them waddle, I mean walk, to get the comparison.
The cutest little chicken handler in all of Arkansas! We can only hope and pray that the little chickie survived.
Oh no! Sam has intense competition for cutest chicken handler! It's hard to believe that cute little chick will soon be one of the Frankenstein birds...it looks so normal.
We surely won't insult Andrew with the dreaded "c" word used above. I'm just happy I got him smiling this time instead of the my-puppy-just-got-ran-over look he had on his face last time!If you feel the need to compare the two pictures, click here:http://crackercountry.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-chicksrandom-pics.html
Benny has decided that at the ripe old age of 11, he needs to smile very discreetly.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
O.K., on to the next project. As part of our desire to be self sufficient, Robert wants us to start learning to cook on an open fire. He was a very good example and made the first meal for us. We enjoyed delicious chili without using electricity or propane, and the weather was perfect for an outdoor meal cooked over the fire. I made beef stew the next night, and it turned out very well. The biscuits didn't. I'm going to have to work on figuring out how hot a pan actually is before I try biscuits over the fire again! Well, a few days later, I woke up to my precious son, Daniel, cooking breakfast over the fire for his little brothers and sister.
Yummy eggs and grits.
He even had them set the table and everything! I was very impressed, and very appreciative.
Posts
