1. I am thankful for the Backyard Chicken Lady, I swear, if my chickens knew how her chickens lived, they'd be out on the road with a wing in the air, hoping for someone to take pity on them and give them a ride down to her air-conditioned coop faster than you can say Cock-a-doodle. She does all sorts of research and testing, then tells me (and her other readers) about it. Recently, she gave me a marvelous idea of what to do with the ridiculous number of mulberries I have ripening around our property, as well as the leftover bits of fruit and veggies I would normally throw into the compost. Following her directions, I have made iced fruit snacks for the chicks, which I will save in the freezer until they get a bit older. Basically, put all the fruit and veggies in a cake/cupcake/loaf/whatever pan, cover with water, then freeze. Pop them out of the pans, and keep them in a sealed freezer bag until ready to give to the chickens. I've made 5 cake pans already, and have plenty more mulberries and such to make some more.
|This was my first attempt. The next batch was almost all blue, containing mulberries, black raspberries, and some blueberries.|
2. I am thankful for public pools. On hot, humid days, I am so grateful to be able to jump in the car and be at a huge, fun pool in the matter of a few minutes. We haven't had too many days that were pool worthy, but Friday we did. We took full advantage.
3. I am thankful for a good sense of humor. A certain young woman at the pool should be, too. (Gotta say, I'd be a lot more thankful for the public pool if there were a lot less of the "public".) My sense of humor allowed me to laugh instead of punch her when she looked at Cuckoo, jumping in to me over and over again, then looked at me and asked, "Are you the mom or the grandma?" Aaaand she was serious. Ha. Ha. Son of a Ha.
4. I am thankful for free anniversary date nights with C.O.W. (previously known as BBQ (previously known as Hubby)) For the big 19th, we were able to go out to one of our favorite local Italian restaurants for all of $12. Thanks to our children getting older, we no longer have to pay for a sitter. Thanks to generous friends, we had a gift card to the restaurant. Win-win all over the place.
5. I am thankful for adults who like to camp. Phoenix and Star are coming home from a week of Boy Scout camp today. They LOVE camping, but would never get the real experience if it were left to me. I'm not a fan of sleeping/living in a tent, so I am beyond grateful for adults who do and are willing to take my boys with them.
6. I am thankful for nearly free t-shirts. The brilliant Clark from the Wakefield Doctrine, who... has a theory?... talks about behavior?...I can't even explain it. You just have to go and figure it out. As the T-shirt he sent me says, I'm a scott. We're doers, not figure-outers. :)
A little note before you see the photo: This bit of the "nearly free" has completely shown me that I will never, ever participate in the "What I Wore Sunday" hop I've seen on various blogs. Taking this photo was torture. C.O.W. is not a photographer. And I clearly don't know how to pose myself. Sorry, Clark. I'll try again in the daylight when one of my kids can take it. Outside. While I'm doing something productive and not awkward, like just standing there to get a photo of my shirt.
See, the sleeve says "scott". Because I am one.
7. I am thankful for hair products. My curly hair turns into a frizzy disaster in all of this humidity. Fortunately, Frizz-ease is sold at a store near me, for a very reasonable price, so I can actually go out in public without people asking me things like, "Are you the mom or the grandma?" (Wow, guess I'm a wee bit bitter. Must be thankful. Must be thankful.)
8. I am thankful for my camera. Many moons ago, I had a small photography business. The business required my ownership of a fancy camera. The business may be gone, but the camera remains. I am able to get all sorts of good photos with it, but today I am especially grateful for the big zoom lens on it. On Thursday, a few of us were in the kitchen when Buttercup yelled, "What is that in our yard?" It was halfway down our driveway, so we couldn't tell. It was a bird, and almost looked like a vulture. I got my camera out as quickly as I could and got one photo of it before it disappeared into the treeline. I walked down and tried to find it, but to no avail. Here's the photo. I'd be extra grateful if you could tell us what it is. It very much is NOT a vulture. Turkey? Peahen?
|Those arrows are pointing to two spots we assume are baby birds. They were hopping around behind the mama bird.|
10. I am thankful for this blog. I have fun writing it, but it is so much more than that. I have met so many good, fun people. It makes my mom and dad happy. It compels people whom I haven't heard from in a long time (and miss terribly), to contact me and make me cry. And now, every Saturday (and Sunday if you're too busy Saturday) I get to read a whole bunch of things that make people happy. What's not to love about a blog? (Don't ask my family that question.)
Git to gittin' and tell me what your thankin' (for). (Sorry. That was bad. But I'm keeping it, 'cause I'm 3 minutes late in posting this.)
Have a lovely day!
A Fly on our (Chicken Coop) Wall,Bringing the Sunshine, Considerings, Finding Ninee, I can say mama, Steps into Parenthood, The Wakefield Doctrine