Today is a frightfully annoying stereotypical Monday. Much started, less finished and suddenly it’s time to pick up the boy from school. The boy whom with which I had to have a conversation regarding what constitutes a legend. In other words the difference between legendary and infamous and how that might translate into the short attention span world of 7th grade. As it turns out he’s being greeted or crowned with the nickname legend. This is not due to his Lacrosse skills but rather his ability to get five detentions within the span of 15 minutes last Thursday. Yeah, it’s apparently like that.
My day off from the parenting gig this weekend was Sunday and it was spent helping out (well I plucked feathers from a wet, dead hen) butchering and documenting the transformation of two hens into delicious chicken stock as well as crock potted chicken stew at Garden Girl Farm. I’m thankful for friends in helping with the restoration of my sense of humor and sanity. I don’t know where to start so will leave you with this teaser. One of these images does not fit, or maybe it’s that two don’t.