I like to buy stupid crap but it makes me happy!
Holy yard work! Since we just had the first REAL spring weekend of the season we did what any other northeasterner did those two little glorious days...mulched, planted, raked, thatched, and talked about cleaning chicken shit out of the coop attached to our barn, ya know for when we finally get the chickens instead of just talk about them. See how we just talked about cleaning it...I think subconsciously I am faltering on the chicken situation because I can't imagine taking care of another living creature, especially one that could be attacked and killed in my back yard while I sleep. I have the fear of a chicken massacre for two reasons, one being that we did have chicken massacres when I was a kid living on a backyard farm and two, the man we bought the house from had ALL of his chickens killed by a minx. Anyways that is a mess that I really don't want to wake up to, especially since the kids make plenty of their own that I have to contend with. Thi...