Sunshine Flock
Crowing
That very first Smurf when I was a kid. Smurfs were my world in the late 1970s. My parents would never buy me a Smurf mushroom house, so I'm going to make my own and tuck them under trees and behind rocks all over my four acres.
The bunny I gave my parents one Christmas didn't go over too well.
And yesterday my husband used his eBay money to buy me a Hitachi miter saw. His parents thought that was a bit odd, but he said, "Not for my wife. She loves it!"
The things I can finally make now that I have a proper saw! First up is finishing some new windows for the chicken coop. I converted an old shed to the coop with my circular saw. So many mis-cuts, lots of wasted wood, and very painful hands from tons and gobs of sanding to try to correct for the numerous mess-ups.
By the way, it's okay to receive and accept gifts and to be excited about presents under the tree. It's a nice feeling being acknowledged. When someone in front of me at the Starbucks drive-thru paid for my drink, I gladly accepted instead of paying it forward to the person behind me.
There's humility in receiving and joy in Smurfs and chop saws!!
The bunny I gave my parents one Christmas didn't go over too well.
And yesterday my husband used his eBay money to buy me a Hitachi miter saw. His parents thought that was a bit odd, but he said, "Not for my wife. She loves it!"
The things I can finally make now that I have a proper saw! First up is finishing some new windows for the chicken coop. I converted an old shed to the coop with my circular saw. So many mis-cuts, lots of wasted wood, and very painful hands from tons and gobs of sanding to try to correct for the numerous mess-ups.
By the way, it's okay to receive and accept gifts and to be excited about presents under the tree. It's a nice feeling being acknowledged. When someone in front of me at the Starbucks drive-thru paid for my drink, I gladly accepted instead of paying it forward to the person behind me.
There's humility in receiving and joy in Smurfs and chop saws!!