My current home doesn't have a verandah but I'd like it to! A long porch surrounding the entire house. With a porch swing, potted blueberry plants, and a long strong dog laying at my feet. The sweet smell of lrosemary and freshly-turned soil wafting across my yard. The chickens clucking contentedly as they scratch for goodies in the fertile dirt. Knowing we have a full root cellar, trees in the orchard about to drop their bounty, and soup made all from hand-picked harvests bubbling in the crockpot. Heaven.

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A Slow Weekend

We didn't get much done this weekend. The Kid was just starting to act normal again .. average teen appetite, old sleep patterns, not as clingy, and the headache was gone by today. Thank goodness.

I tried to explain "epilepsy" to him but he'd never heard of it so we're going to study it in depth this week. Meanwhile, he has an EEG scheduled for tomorrow (Monday) morning at the neurologist's office. The doc should get the results pretty quickly and hopefully will see something that indicates what's causing the seizures.

Didn't get a lot done this weekend. Still waiting for our two doe (goats) to kid. By this evening, one had been heaving and panting heavy for a couple of hours. Unfortunately it just started to rain so I doubt I'll check on her again until morning.

Played musical chickens. Finally got the last batch of chicks out of the garage and into their new outside coop. Separated so the ones we're gonna sell are in one area, and the ones we're keeping are in the goat pen's chicken coop. Also moved the bantams into a much bigger coop, after doing a lot of mucking and reinforcing. All seem happier.

Well, except for the few we separated to cull. It's time we took 4-5 to a processing place, where they butcher and wrap. We will drop them off, and come back in a couple of hours. Ready to place in the freezer. It'll be sad, but it's a fact of life. And the Kid said he's ok with it as long as it's a chicken he doesn't know or has a name. That's why our "meat" chickens will be black australorps ... they pretty much all look the same.

I need to work on the Kid's school curriculum for the next semester. Now that I know he's considered "special needs" (ugh, already hate that phrase), I know that his high graduating requirements don't fall into the general requirements. Good. Because with his math learning disability, he'll never be able to comprehend more than basic problems, and that's WITH cheat sheets. So I'll be asking for input as to what areas to focus on... like we'll regularly go over (1) how to balance a check book (2) how to calculate a tip (3) what interest on a savings account means, and so forth. Things he'll need to live in the real world. I'll be writing these up, and laminating so he can refer to them always.

Anyway, I guess that's it for now. A big thanks to JF for the donation for the Kid's seizure dog and monitor.

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