Snow Day

After all these winter storms, we finally made it out for a little snow play.



Sliding down the hill full of jumps was awesome for the kids. Michael was smart enough to steer clear of the action after watching my attempt at being "fun mommy". Needless to say I have a very sore neck & shoulders today.













The least painful part of the day was the snowball fights. The powder had us pining for our snowboards.

As soon as I recover, I hope we can make plans to have another winter snow adventure.

Location:Mineral, CA

A Day That Will Live in Infamy

Not to diminish December 7th, but I'm driving on a field trip and then getting some much procrastinated work done at my house with a co-worker. I promised her some eggnog as a reward. Honestly, my halls are not decked and I'm not quite there yet. I feel like I get enough Christmas what with it all sharing the aisles with the Halloween crap starting about July 5th every year. (How jaded am I?)

Anyhow, my co-worker mentioned that she could totally use some nog after the giant data transfer we are planning tomorrow. I've already signed Michael up to pick up those kids from school in anticipation of an excellent toast to work well done. Little does my co-working realize that this will not be your Trader Joe's holiday nog. I will be grabbing those eggs warm out from beneath my chickens and supplementing with home made vanilla, spices and farm fresh raw milk. We'll just call it a meal.

For  delicious holiday recipe, see this link for egg nog and visit Tiffown Past.

Enjoy!

Shearing and Shuffling

Another momentous event from November was the shearing of Rex. That guy has been growing out his hair since third grade (when he steadfastly refused to get that "before first day of school hair cut"). Here's that hair in the middle of seventh grade.

Well, he finally decided to get some of those split ends removed. He decided that (Amazing) Grace was the woman to do it. (Grace really works some magic on my hair. She is the best colorist ever!)

Of course we had to document the entire event.

 

Head on before and after:

Also, as we were downsizing our flocks of poultry, Michael talked our neighbors into retrieving the five rogue chickens sired by our rooster, Captain Fluffball, and their slutty hen, Crazy Chicken. Our neighbor suggested just taking the two hens and putting the roosters on Craig's List. I think that is exactly what happened. Here are the photos of the wild chickens as they departed Rancho Wilhelm.

Kasey with our "mohawk" cockrel. He was kind of the leader of the flock. You can tell he's a scrapper!

Here's Daniel with "Chipmunk". She is gorgeous with the polish "hat" of feathers. Also very wiley!

Madelyn show off one of the boys. That's a strapping young cockrel right there. (EDIT: Actually, that's a strapping young hen right there!! She's kind of stocky and not so feminine as her puffball headed sister, Chipmunk).

 

 

Phil has a way with that rooster.

Valerie holds the really good looking guy. Really, I could just look at this rooster all day. But not listen to him!