Saturday, December 16, 2006

I try so hard to keep my blog positive that the setbacks of late have left me with a bad case of writer's block. I can't figure a way past this hurdle other than stright over it and I'll be damned if I am going to let the problems of jobs poorly started take the blog out as well- so here goes. It turns out that the contractor we were working with was no good on many levels. Beyond that discovery, we lost our weather or hope of finding anyone else who could do a proper job, what needs to be done - it simply isn't possible to do what needs to happen in freezing or unpredictable weather. We had to face the facts that this job was not going to get done this year, so we wrapped it up... literally.

I hope my friends understand that my Holiday Greeting is not a joke about Jesus, it's a joke on me... because I had really hoped on decorating the cabin with some classic porch lights and a wreath on the door with white candles in the new windows... you can close your eyes and imagine it for me can't you?

Oh, and while you have your eyes closed, you may want to keep them closed and not scroll further if you don't want to see a picture of me skinning a deer. This deer was a gift from John's boss. We skinned it and quartered it at his hunting farm in Kentucky. After we brought it home John did all the hard work of the finish butchering in the kitchen while I went out shopping. We haven't had steaks for a while and boy the were delicious- John is really quite a chef!


Erin said...

Wow. I'm sorry about the nasty contractor. That stinks! I can imagine how pretty it would be though with your lights and wreath. I also admire your farm and strength. I love reading about farm type things. I thought I'd like to have one someday but don't know that I could skin anything or deal with animals dying or having to kill them. I hear from some farm folk that it's easy once you get into the whole lifestyle but I'm still not sure I could cut it. I enjoy reading your blog though! Merry Christmas!

Sarah said...

Erin- I don't think it ever gets easy. I may be able to skin a deer- but I didn't kill it and I didn't raise it. We lost one of our baby goats in a freak accident a few weeks ago and I am still torn up about it every time I try to count heads and his isn't there.

Merry Christmas!