So, I turned 29. Twenty-nine. 2-9. The last birthday that starts with twenty.
How?
Turns out, very happily. Julio made me the most delicious chocolate cake I've even eaten in my life. Seriously. Like Sarah said, we can't even call it cake. That would just make all the other cakes feel bad. Also, to-die-for lamb chops on the grill. I don't even want to think about all the calories I consumed on Saturday, only to remember that IT WAS WORTH IT. We had a fantastic time playing Hoopla and just being together. I am skipping into my thirtieth year, happy that I know my path and that I am where I belong.
In farm news, we have movement on the turkey front. Not only did two hens lay an entire nest, they are both currently setting. If all goes well, we should have poults in approximately 24 days! We also have an incubator up and running for the turkey eggs we gathered before allowing the hens to build their nests. We will put the eggs in tomorrow, and in 28 days, if we're lucky, we should have another batch of poults. I'm so excited! You should have seen how giddy I was the day I first found a turkey egg in their hut. Seriously.
The trees are starting to blossom; the flower crab apple tree burst open its blooms this morning, while the cherry and apple trees are moving closer to full-on flowering. A little early, but a beautiful sight to behold.
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About Me
- Becca
- I'm a mother, daughter, wife, sister, friend, niece, granddaughter, and aunt just trying to figure out this thing called life as best I can. My two daughters have stolen my time and my heart, and this blog is mostly about them. Often in lieu of a baby book. The months pass by so quickly, and I want so desperately not to forget each moment as it passes.