16.8.10

Winner, winner chicken din--- what?!

Just when you thought we couldn't get anymore ridiculous ... my mountain man brought home an adult Rhode Island Red today. And then he built a coop for our broilers under the deck. Classy!

Meet Fancy. Her full name is Here's-your-last-chance-Fancy-don't-let-me-down
Chickalicious Miller. Bella (of a fish named Barbie-in-the-Nutcracker fame) came
up with the first name and Javi supplied the middle. Obviously.
Please, please, please don't let it smell forever.
In less mountain-y news, we have a winner!


Congratulations, Shannon! Send me your contact information (kelly at themillermix dot com) and I'll forward it on to Mindy at Cuddles from Home. She ships fast, so you'll have your pillow and blanket set in no time.

But there's a little something for everyone ... drumroll ... Mindy has offered to give all giveaway entrants 10 percent off their entire order just for being so sweet about her beautiful products! To take advantage of the discount, use the link I'm sending to each of your email inboxes. (If you don't hear from me, that means I don't have your email address and you need to contact me at the address above.)

Thanks again for entering! And if you see the MM any time soon, please remind him we don't live on a farm!

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13.8.10

!!!: This much I know

Most days I forget about grace,
take stock of others' mistakes, and
judge their challenges as character flaws.
Those days are hard battles lost
in a furious swirl of disappointment.
But this much I do know:

I have given my daughter freedom
to dream and create and be
herself -- without any worry of judgment.




I have given my son space
and time to figure himself out
and learn that he is an artist
and an athlete and a friend --
to his sister, to his peers --
even when people say hurtful things.




I judge and condemn and condescend.
But there is hope for me.
It shines and shimmers each day:
watching my children's strong, soaring hearts,
seeing my children navigate rough waters --
all without losing a shred of grace.
Hope. For me. And for you.

***This post is part of !!!, Feel Good Friday, and Six Word Fridays.***

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11.8.10

Cluck of the Week

Something happens to you when you get chickens. You construct elaborate coops that you decorate with flowers and watering cans and signs as though what's living inside that structure is your sweet little granny and not a dirty creature that eats its own poop (and would pick through yours if you'd let it).


You bond with your little creatures. You give them names (like Maisy, Lulu, and Stella) and hunt down worms and grasshoppers to hand feed them because you love how they follow you around and flap up to meet you when your hand comes near. If you let them, your children will develop such a close bond with your chickens that you often find them doing crazy things you never thought you'd see (such as sitting half naked beside a chicken feeding it flowers).


And the worst thing you do? Is get more chickens. Because three isn't enough. So you agree to raise five more. In our case, the five new biddies are short-term visitors (that we can't name) who we'll show at the fair and then promptly give back for "harvesting." You can guess what that means.




But you take them because for those short 6 or 7 weeks, you can give them a little taste of freedom and health they'd never experience at the factory.


And, yes, you can expect lots more photos of children being weirdly comfortable with animals not meant to be pets. What else would you expect? Especially since, weeks and weeks ago, we brought home these little friends who've changed our entire perspective on ... pretty much everything.


(Yes, that is the same chicken as she's feeding in the first picture. Stella, our black star. Can you believe how fast she's grown?)

***This post is part of Wordful Wednesday and Wayback When-esday.***

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8.8.10

Bella in love (Giveaway!)

Neither of my children have ever gotten attached to a lovey, despite my best efforts. Javi never even took a pacifier and Bella latches on to some objects but the love for them dies quickly.

Until now. My friend Mindy, who makes the softest and cuddliest loveys ever, found out Bella is starting pre-school this fall and sent her a handmade toddler blanket and pillow set to help make this year special. My plan was to put the set up so it'd be in perfect condition for school. Bella had other plans. She saw the gorgeous, funky pattern and had to have both the pillow and the blanket in her possession.


So began a furious hour of testing out her new must-have item. She rolled herself up in it on the floor and then she wrapped herself up to go cuddle with the Mountain Man. He suggested that we fold it up and put it up in her room and she promptly left him behind to lay by herself with her "ewaphans." And anytime any of us tried to pry her away from it, she cut us the "I will shank you" look. (Can you guess how much I got accomplished that day?!)


A week or so has passed and Bella is still attached at the hip (and shoulders and belly) with her blanket. She spreads it out for tea parties, throws the pillow down anywhere she's decided to lay her head (which includes the bathroom floor, the front porch, and the back of MM's truck), has me clamp it around her neck for a cape, and drags it behind her on her way to the car so she can cover up when she's cold (note: we live in the south, it is never cold). And, of course, there's sleeping -- and she can't do it without her ewephans.


What's really awesome is neither the pillow or the blanket looks worse for wear. In fact, you can't tell we've used them at all.... as evidenced by this little show she put on this afternoon. In an attempt to get out of naptime, she made an elaborate show of making a pallet on the floor for her and one of her monkeys. After 10 minutes of arranging the blanket just right, she snuggled up for all of 15 seconds and then insisted we start over. And you know, perhaps take some time to make a fort or maybe a dress out of her ewephans. (And, no, she did not win this battle. A nap was had.)


All of this to say, I'm really surprised and impressed by how much Bella adores her pillow and blanket. Finally, after all these years, we seem to have a lovey -- and this one she can take with her when she enters the world of pre-school. I get a little weepy knowing it'll smell like home and remind her of laid back summer days at home with her mom and brother.

I'm also really excited because Mindy has agreed to give a pillow and blanket set to one of you guys. How cool is that? I can vouch for the absolutely amazing quality of the construction and softness of the fabric with these sets. They also come in some great fabric choices and shipping is quick. I always order Mindy's loveys for my baby showers or new baby gifts, so I should've known all of this but seeing is believing. I really can't think of anything critical to say about anything she makes!

Anyway, to win a blanket and pillow set, just check out her website -- Cuddles from Home -- and check out the pillow and blanket sets. Come back here and leave a comment saying which fabric you'd like if you won (ours is purple elephants). That's it! For extra entries, you can post about the giveaway on Facebook, Twitter, or your blog (one entry each).

Thanks again to Mindy for such a generous offer. You won't be disappointed with her craftwomanship and excellent service!

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6.8.10

So !!! it makes my eyes water -- or maybe that's chlorine

I've been swamped with work and meetings this week. I even mean that literally considering I left my windows down in the car (you know, that one time all summer I actually used the windows) and a crazy storm rolled through. So the doors have been open for hours now and the car is still swampy. Enter my most private and enduring motto:

A snickers would make everything better.

But guess what? My baby girl learned to canon ball! And we only had heat in the double digits this week! And Javi's medication has been working super well so it's like living with a 9 year old and a 3 year old rather than two 3 year olds! And we're going to see a musical production of The Jungle Book tonight!

There's just so much !!! that my eyes water when I think about it. (Or maybe that's fatigue.) Just look at these pictures. Can you feel it?








I am immersed in it. Floating. Zero gravity. Bring on the weekend!

***This post is part of !!!/!!!, Six Word Fridays, and Feel Good Fridays.***

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4.8.10

The magic of bubbles

Have you ever been just out and about in your life and randomly stumble upon something majestic and mind blowing? Such is life in my small town, where you can be minding your business one minute and popping car-sized bubbles the next.


Magical (even when you only have a broke down camera phone to capture it with).

***This post is part of Wordful Wednesday and Wayback When-esday.***

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3.8.10

Birthday surprise!

Here's something you might have guessed about me: I cannot keep a secret.

Therefore, you can imagine how surprised we all were when I planned a surprise 30th birthday party for my little sister ... and never spilled the beans. Quite a feat, actually.

On Sunday, I lured her away from her room for Starbucks and some fresh air. While we lounged, her friend unpacked and set up the food spread I brought and the cupcakes our mom brought. So, there we were, just chillin like villains as Ash rocked her princess party hat ... and then, SURPRISE!


We packed nearly 30 people into a teeny-tiny hospital room. I'm talking a room the size of a big bathroom. Ashley asked to be upgraded to a room with a fridge and a minibar, but for some reason it hasn't happened yet. But, honestly, who cares about the size? We were packed in like sardines and we had a grand time. What better way to meet folks at a party than have to share a seat with them?

I think my favorite part was when we wheeled the birthday girl out into the hallway to blow out the candle on her gluten-free cheesecake. You know, because her room is highly oxygenated ... which means blowing them out in her room would result in a big bang for the whole hospital (that's my kind of party!).


A rousing chorus of Happy Birthday to You sung at the top of our lungs during the floor's posted quiet hours sort of made me happy, too. Most importantly, it made Ashley happy. And if you have to turn 30 in a hospital room -- you should at least get to be obnoxious about it, right?


And, no, there's no way this day was fueled by percocet (for her) and champagne (for the rest of us). What kind of people do you take us for?!

***This post is part of the 30-minute blog challenge and ShoutLaughLove.***

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