it's Wednesday... I've made a 1 1/2 hour (roundtrip) to Kindersley once, cleaned the house (sort of), made the muffins for the booth at the school and am making my second trip to Kindersley to pick up uniforms for my son's Junior Basketball team... I need to get these jerseys to him, then get something... Continue Reading →
the calm before the storm... the week before harvest is in full swing and farm wives everywhere are trying to sober up from the summer (you know who you are) and begin filling their freezers with meals and baking for the coming harvest... a few friends of mine use this "The Big Cook 2" cookbook... Continue Reading →
combining canola... and needing buns for the kids lunches... so I made Tracey's cheese buns she has told me about... I did not tackle making them in the figure eight shape she does... I am not that talented... but you should try it because I think it would taste better that way... I love... Continue Reading →
in the past fifty days or so we have only combined around seventeen of them... this means there has been more days not combining than combining which doesn't make for happy farmers... in fact my farmer has lost weight just from the stress of not combining... I told him fad diets like that never work... Continue Reading →
my farm is nestled between two towns, one with a population hovering around 200 and the other at around 300... the smaller town has the store and school... the larger town has the bank, rink and doctor's clinic... neither have a paved street but both have a post office and a bar... if you come... Continue Reading →
I feel undesired... not by the farmer... I feel sufficiently desired by him... just realizing that I'm at an age where the older men that used to creepily check me out no longer do... I'm too old now to make it fun for the creepers... and I'm not quite old enough to be a Cougar... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 