Breaking News On The Home Front!!!!

Well it has finally happened! Baby D has rolled over! He is now 6 weeks, 7 days old and has broken the infamous tottering barrier that has plagued him for days now. It happened at 6:21 this morning, Baby D was laying on his blanket playing with daddy and mommy was primping for the day. With daddy's encouragement, he was able to shimmy himself over with pride. Now he teetered on his side for the past 2 weeks but has been unsuccessful thus far on the actual roll over. But on this the 21st day of October, he has triumphed his goal.

Daddy is still gleaming with pride! Imagine how daddy's going feel after he catches the winning touch down pass one day, or drives the combine for the first time, or even eats solid food religiously. Many more land marks still to come.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Baby D's Halloween wardrobe still to come. Silly mommy even ordered Halloween cards, daddy's very proud *insert sarcastic snicker*

Our Trip To The Northwoods!

While in Wisconsin, Baby D was able to get some special one-on-one time with his favorite cousins! As you can see, he thoroughly enjoyed bonding with them, especially with his older protege Blake.

Notice the hands in the lower left hand side of this picture, someone was showing concern towards these rowdy little tykes.



We also experienced baby sitting in a new light, there were three adults tackling the task of watching over 3 infants and 1 toddler. Needless to say, exhaustion set in after the 1 hour of this constant commotion.



Yet we wouldn't have had it any other way!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: A substantial rain is forcasted for tonight and tomorrow. Hence, it will be time once again to make some spooky treats for the FB's.

I promise to get back to my old routine of posting soon, I have so many pictures that I still need to share! Not to mention recipes.....

Sheer Bliss!

While in the land of Cheddar and Swiss, Baby D had the esteemed privilege to bond with Great Grandma B (GGB). You see, I don't know if I have ever mentioned this previously but, no one new we were coming Wisconsin. We wanted it to be a surprise, sneak attack if you will. Encountering each family member individually.

Setting The Scene: It was a gloomy frigid (I think a few snow flakes drifted by our ear lobs throughout the day), atleast 30 degree cooler then Mid-Mo day in the state where the BG Packers are considers gods. I was on a hunt to find GGB, so I called "The Store", to hopefully track her down, we lucked out. While making small talk with GGB I was attempting to unload Baby D from the car, grab his diaper bag, and hoping my post preggo bod was looking presentable! I couldn't even tell you what exactly we were chatting about, but I remember simpling agreeing to everything she said (mommy was preoccupied what can I say).

Now that I new she was in "The Store", I had to narrow down which department. Baby D suggested that we may want to check out "Fashions". He was correct! While still on the phone, Baby D and I walked towards GGB, there were hoots and hollers and sheer gasps of excitement from folks that recognized Baby D. GGB completely ecstatic to see us and us her. We had a fabulous time with GGB and can not wait to see her again in December.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: The farmstead has been experiencing technical difficulties, so my apologies for the delayed posts.

Our Trip To The Northwoods!

While in Wisconsin, Baby D was able to get some special one-on-one time with his favorite cousins! As you can see, he thoroughly enjoyed bonding with them, especially with his older protege Blake.

Notice the hands in the lower left hand side of this picture, someone was showing concern towards these rowdy little tykes.



We also experienced baby sitting in a new light, there were three adults tackling the task of watching over 3 infants and 1 toddler. Needless to say, exhaustion set in after the 1 hour of this constant commotion.



Yet we wouldn't have had it any other way!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: A substantial rain is forcasted for tonight and tomorrow. Hence, it will be time once again to make some spooky treats for the FB's.

I promise to get back to my old routine of posting soon, I have so many pictures that I still need to share! Not to mention recipes.....

Spooketacular Day!

It is a rainy, dreary day here in Mid-MO! So I have taken it upon myself to get Spooketacular inspired to create some ghoulish culinary concoctions and finally start to display all of my fall decor. Whew, I have a big day ahead of me! Baby D and I better get work! I just love this beautiful time of year.

Have a Lovely Day,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: This is Baby D's cousin Khloe posing next to the pumpkin. Can you tell my family was taught to "Cheese it up" in front of the camera at a very young age?

I Smell Brats And Cheese!

Greetings from the Northwoods, its me, Baby D. Mommy and I had just snuggled into our final destination, I was so excited to be in the "Land of the Cheese", that I heard so much about. I was still abit groggy from our long car ride, that I was somewhat incoherent as to whose arms I was nestled in..



Wait a second! Your not my mother!



Who is this man that smells of bratwurst and cheesecurds?

Sincerely,
Baby D

Program Note: I Love you Uncle Kiel! Your my favorite youngest Uncle ever!

Preparing Our Child For The Up & Coming Festivities!

Now this is not a job for the weak at heart! We are talking about the holiday were all of the Spooks and Goblins come out in full force. I only sot it fitting to properly "prime" Baby D for all of the festivities that he will embark on next month. So I unanimously took upon myself to dress my son up as a Happy Cow (Mother of the Year Award I know). However, this was not just any Happy Cow, this Happy Cow is Wisconsin Bound! You see Baby D is going to meet all of his northern family today.

Well we are off to land of cheese! Please pray that this will be a 9 hour road trip of sheer baby bliss!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Baby D is not scream his head off in the above picture, he is instead attempting to get into character for his up and coming Halloween role. Even at 2.5 weeks he takes all of his jobs very seriously!

Baby D Heads To Field!

With harvest in full swing, everyone around the farmstead needs to do their fair share by throwing their weight around.



Since Baby D is a mere 8 pounder, we don't require too much elbow grease from him yet.



He prefers to chill out in his car seat, while the FB's (Farm Boy's) work their booties off retrieving all of the corn from the fields.



I told him one day he will be able to help daddy in the fields, picking bushels of sweet corn by hand. This was the reaction I received!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Shake It Like A Polaroid Picture...

As new parents, HH and I are still trying figure out everything there is to know about raising an infant. Thus, each day has been an intense learning experience. What mommy and daddy have discovered this week.



Just because your child sneezes continuously, it does not mean that he is allergic to you.



Even though baby has the hiccups, it does not mean that mommy and daddy need to take lessons in how to properly burp a baby, as previously contemplated.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Hauntingly Delightful Recipes To Come....

I awoke from my nap to find heavenly aromas filling the air (yes, I have an advanced snout for an infant). Mommy was making a Ghostly Shepard's Pie! However, I am requiring some attention right now, so mommy will post later on this evening. I really think that I am going to enjoy this whole "Halloween Holiday"!

Sincerely,
Baby D

Program Note: Baby D's wonderful wardrobe is courtesy of Tanya @ Miller Racing Family, she is absolutely fabulous, you need to check out her website!

Lil Farmer Boy First Days

Well Hello Blogger World! As you have read previously, we have a new member to our community. Although he was somewhat reluctant to introduce himself at first (6 days, 9 hours, 34 minutes and some-odd seconds), he is now prepared to shrut his stuff amongst land of the living.



Our little bundle of joy was able to cuddle with lots of visitors during his first few hours into the light. Even if his journey lasted 17 hours, we wouldn't trade him for the world (especially after mommy received her happy shot).





Grandpa and Grandma were awesome cuddle buddies! They whispered sweet nothings into babies ears for hours, telling him that: he was the best lil farmer baby ever, that one day he will drive his very own combine, and he will never be aloud to a "Get'R Done" tattoo on his left thigh.



Well tata for now! We are about to embark on our second car ride into town for baby boy's routine doctor appointment. During our first car ride adventure little man did very well, with the slight exception those darn bumpy gravel rodes. However, I have high hopes for the ride, we have been practicing in our vibrating swing after all. Would you consider me naive?




Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Can You Believe That I Am A Week Old Today?

I start college tomorrow!

What Mommy & Daddy have learned thus far.....

1. I like to have a night cap around midnight and 5:00 AM
2. When M & D (Mommy & Daddy) change my diaper, I find it amusing to shoot out bodily fluids at my crib. However, word is that Daddy is building a back splash along the crib rails
3. I have decided that I enjoy taking road trips into town, the car vibration puts me to sleep every time.
4. I have already out grown my small newborn outfits!
5. The farmstead doggy has taken a liking to me, and gets extremely nervous if anyone besides M & D hold me.
6. Mommy said if I keep scrunching my forehead, that she will have to put her girly lotion on me so I don't get wrinkles. Silly Mommy!

Sincerely,
Baby D

Our Lil Farmer Boy Has Finally Arrived!

I am very proud to introduce to you the newest member of the farmstead, Mr. Dexter Trafton Shannon! We welcomed him into the world September 3, 2009 at 4:59 p.m., he was 8lbs 2oz and 19.5 inches long.

We can chat about all of the details real soon, for now mamma needs a nap.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Could I really be pregnant FOREVER?

Our lovely neighbor periodically stops by on occasion to make sure everything is going A-Ok with the farmstead and with our little munchkin. She asks about how the pregnancy is going, if I have "dropped" yet, or have I started to feel any Braxton Hicks?



My response has unfortunately been extremely repetitious, No!

She then attempts to lighten my spirits by claiming that "You can't be pregnant forever, it shall surpass in time". But instead this began a whirlwind of climatic thoughts in my brain, could I be pregnant forever?



Right now you are thinking to yourself, "FF you have finally lost your marbles, this pregnancy has really gone to your head", true. But if you sit back and really think about it, you wouldn't ever hear stories about "ever lasting pregnancy" on the T.V., because people would no longer reproduce. It was scare the hebegebe's out of couples.



Imagine, if the media were to spread the harsh reality of these poor hormonal mothers, the human race as we know it would be nonexistent. Now I do believe that this is a rare occurrence, but an occurrence non the less.



It is time for mislead mommy's like me to stand up and speak the truth! Pregnancy can indeed last forever!

Have any of you got to this pregnancy stage, where you began having delusional misconceptions?



All jokes aside, I would do it again in a heart beat if I would ever get to meet my Little Farmer Boy!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Can you tell that I am 40 weeks, 4 days, 6 hours and 25 minutes and 31 seconds over my due date? I'm just say'n!

Today Is Our Due Date! And Yes I Am Still Here To Write About....

This is not an illusion you are looking at! Nor are you looking at a beach volleyball shoved underneath my shirt. You are gazing at our Lil Farm Boy here people! Can you believe that he is that hefty? At the beginning of this pregnancy process I had a naive inclination of hope that I would have a petite 6 pound baby with a small head. HH and I were both 6lbs at birth, so I assumed this hypothesis to be quite logical. However, I am beginning to reevaluate my current assumption. We could be dealing with a 6.5 lb baby with an average sized head!

So let me ask you all a question? How big were your babies? Did they arrive on time, early, late? Did they have small heads with narrow shoulders? Or for you soon to be mommy's how big do you think your baby will be? What was your experience?

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: I am planning on posting my canned peaches recipe next week. Hopefully, I won't be able to do this due to labor pains. Keep your fingers crossed, that we are able to meet our mini munchkin this weekend.

Farming Fabulously Is Famous!

Now an opportunity like this one only presents itself once in a life time. Some may refer to it as your "Fifteen Minutes Of Fame", while others simply call it pure luck. You see, there was a heated forum at a local college last Friday and I was able to successful pass all proper background clearance inorder to attend. There were two flourishing gentleman of power, that spoke on behalf of the Stars And Strips, and a collaborated group of individuals that were able to ask questions pertaining to certain hot agricultural related topics.

Now at a debate such as this, each person has a purpose for attending, you may have: Door Greeters, Hot Heads Asking Questions, Camera Crew, Pamphlet Passer Outers, Group Organizers, and even as far as H2O Fillers. I had the esteemed duty of "Innocent Looking Preggo Who Would Take Up Space In The Front Row". Now this is not a job for just anybody, you have to have "The Look", slight head tilt, mild grin, occasional nod of the head, you can just refer to it as The Triple F Glow (Farming Fabulously Is Now Famous Glow).

I wouldn't normally have you all stoop to this level but (scroll back up and look at the very first picture), look very closely between the legs of our U.S. Representative (the man wearing the white shirt), can you see the black and white mid-quarter length ensemble that I was wearing right below him. If you peer even closer, you can see the baby bump. Can you believe how famous I am?

Picture is courtesy of Sedalia Democrat!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: High Falut'n Officials have already contacted me in regards to a second repeat appearance, however I informed them that I am due Friday and could not honestly make any prior engagements at this time. They told me, that I would no longer be needed!



Here is another side profile at a better angle! You just can't get much more famous then this!

She Is The Sweetest Thing Since Cherry Pie!

This is my adorable niece, isn't she precious! Just the sight of those cheeks make me grin. Not to mention that her mommy and daddy love the fact that she is such a content munchkin.

We had our weekly doctors appointment yesterday afternoon, where we found out our intuition was right on. Our little buckaroo is quite content hanging out in his warm hacienda, and does not want to meander out anytime soon. Our midwife is predicting that he will arrive on preciously the first day of harvest! Why? Because that is the way pint-sized agriculturist rolls!

One of the best things about beginning pregnant full term is, that you get to hear "The Mommy Story's" (because at this stage of the game there is no hiding the fact that you are pregnant). Let me explain. I frequent numerous retail establishments throughout our area, constantly running into fabulous woman who enjoy sharing there particular labor/delivery story's with me. Because the one thing that all mommy's can relate to is their "Their Pregnancy Stories". With each chronicle unique in its own way, I find myself compelled whole heartedly to their child bearing journey's. With each tale so vivid, you can't help but to be intrigued or for that matter, pondering the situations that you too have in common with other mothers. I greatly respect each of those hardworking woman that have been willing to share their "Mommy Stories".

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Forgive my random chatter today! Horse barn pictures will be posted tomorrow!

The Bags Are Packed And We Are Ready To Go!!!

We are just waiting on one minor detail! Our son has decided that he is perfectly content were he is at the moment. He doesn't seem to be in any hurry to meet his eagerly awaiting parents at all!



So we have begun the waiting game! Every so often repeating to our subconscious that "Patience Is A Virtue", he will come when he is ready (even though his mamma would love to be able to shave her own legs again or wear her favorite pair of stiletto heels), all in due time.



Apparently he is quite content enjoying his carefree lifestyle that he is now grown accustom too. I can't really say that I blame him; relaxing all day and chill'n with his imaginary friends, that's what I'm talking about!



Yet whenever he does decided to grace us with his presents, daddy is ready for him! So if you see a crazed albino Farm Boy running around our local suburbia, handing out these (below picture), you will know that the big day has finally arrived!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Happy Birthday BDW!

I just love Birthday's, I wish I could celebrate them everyday! Today is BDW (Big Daddy Wayne's) Birthday! The lucky rascal is in his prime, and still feeling his oats daily. This just proves that HH has wonderful genes, I know that he will be that rambunctious at his age.

Happy Birthday BDW!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: For a Friday Funny click HERE, and play the video. Very cute!

Press Release: Farmstead Pictures Of Mommy & Daddy!

These pictures are a collaboration of photographs that have been compiled together to give you a brief insight into what our first born infant may look like.




HH was destined to be a Lil Farmer Boy from the very beginning, I however was leaning towards the occupation of Candy Striper.




As you can see we were both very albino infants, neither one of us could be left alone in the sun for a long periods of time.



Both of our physical equilibrium's were slightly off center as youths. So our arms were often suspended in air as a balancing force!





The element of surprise was greatly anticipated at our very young age.



I don't recall who my stylist was back then, but my hair was alittle less then desirable! Look at those cheeks! I just love me some Chubby Cheeks!



"The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button", enough said!



Now you have a minute indiction of what our son may look like!

Have a Lovely Day,
Farming Fabulously

Mommy Must Haves/Fun Finds

I have had a blast shopping for baby boy! However, now that time is really beginning to dwindle down, I can now sit back and reap the benefits of complete relaxation. With the nursery complete, our bags packed, and car seat correctly installed, I am moderately content that we are ready to embark on this next chapter in our lives. At least I think we are?

These are the cutest pacifiers on the block, you will so be "Keeping up with the Jones" with these beauties! My dear friend Markie introduced them to me, she values unique, one of a kind items, so our styles are very similar. From the moment I first laid eyes on these nookie's, I just knew it would be the absolute perfect gift for any expecting mommy (considering I fall into this category now, I can justify buying them for myself). The Pacifiers come in a variety of sizes and colors to please everyone fancy.

To inquire about this product please click HERE.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: The company, My Pacificer, has absolutely no clue who Farming Fabulously is or that I have been bragging about their charming little product.

Our Favorite Name In The Whole Wide World!

As parents (or soon to be parents or farm parents or maybe just HH and I) you have the inevitable decision of what too name your child. This is an amazing, stressful, heartfelt, journey that every mommy and daddy must travel on. Numerous questions echo throughout your subconscious....

Should we name baby after someone?
Derek Victor(daddy) Blake Victor(son)
How should we spell baby name?
Cathy or Kathy
Do we want to name baby a unique name or something more common?
Shytoria or John
If I scream baby's name out loud would it catch baby's attention?
"Dexter get your little baby booty over here NOW"

With countless variables to consider, we decided upon naming baby boy after HH's side of the family. We wanted to pass down HH's middle name "Trafton" because of its uniqueness, you see it was his Great-Grandpa, Charles Trafton that his name derived from. With such stunning genes, we decided that we needed to stick with this middle name tradition.

Now lets chat about baby boy's first name, Dexter. We decided to name him after a Greek God of the Land, Dexterous. We want to start this lil farmer off on the right foot after all. I joke, I joke! His first name came from his daddy's side as well, from both Grandma and Grandpa. On Grandma's side the last name Poindexter was prominent until about the 1920's (they have one of those family tree history books). Then on Grandpa's side, his mother's "dad or grandpa?" (I should know which one, but we looked at alot of names, it begins to become a blur after awhile) was named Baxter. Can you see the defining pattern that we are partial too? After much debate we came to the unanimous decision that we would name our first born child, Dexter Trafton.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

And The Winner Is...........

Congratulations Ruth Soto! You are the winner of $50.00 Pottery Barn Gift Certificate! HH pulled your name out of Dexter Trafton Shannon's cowboy hat. You accurately knew the name of our first born son and commented within the appropriate time frame. We are so excited for you! You are now officially queen for the day, or maybe even a week, or heck lets celebrate for a month. I will be contacting you in regards to your grand prize on Monday.

Super Huge Congrats Ruth!!!!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: What is the meaning behind our unborn child's name? I will be chatting that topic up this afternoon, along with a tiny glimpse into the nursery.

You Too Could Be As Happy As A Pig In Mud!

Let the fun begin! Please leave your guess and your name (and/or alias) in the comment box below. All of the correct guesses will be thrown into a cowboy hat and one lucky winner will be picked out. The name game guesses will accepted until noon on Monday August 3, 2009! No more guesses will be accepted after that time.

The winner will be chosen by one of the FB's (Farm Boy's), which ever one I can rustle up! You will be competing for the glamorous Pottery Barn Gift Certificate, valuing $50.00!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

The Final Letter Is Now Revealed!

Well ladies and gentleman, we have came to the end of our little name game. All of the letters in baby boy's name have now been disclosed, if you have been following along, you should now know his name. Ahhhh, his charming *insert baby voice* widdle name. I am so proud to get to share this moment with all of you, pardon me while I break for a tissue (please excuse the hormones).

This is the last letter in baby boy's first name! Now go grab your cheat sheet and jot down this final letter. Be sure to set your alarm clock for tomorrow at 12:59 AM (August 1, 2009), you will then strategically leave your comment on the brand new post, in the commenting area, no guesses will be accepted until then. Best of luck too you, I hope you win the Pottery Barn Gift Certificate.

Everyone is eligible to enter the contest, even if you are deranged, wacko, blog stalker, leave your guess. We love all types here my brothers and sister. Peace. (can they prescribe drugs for roller coaster hormones?)


Picture is courtesy of Alphabet Photography.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: If you have any problems posting a comment, please feel free to e-mail me and we will fix the problem.

First Letter In Baby Boy's Middle Name!

We are definitely getting down to the wire, only one more letter remaining in Baby Boy's name! The anticipation is excruciating! I am sure by now there are some peeps in blogger land that have his name all figured out, great job. I tried to stump you for as long as I could, but my three blog readers, you have mastered my game. By out smarting this preggo momma, you have given yourself the opportunity to win bucu bucks at Pottery Barn. But remember no guessing until August 1.

Right now I am complying some photo's of HH and I when we were just infants. They are really quite humorous, I can't wait to share them with you all!


A thank you to Alphabet Photography for this amazing picture!

Have a Lovely Day,
Farming Fabulously

Have You Figured Out My Fetus's Name Yet?

What is in a name? There are numerous variables that must be preciously evaluated when you are considering a name for your child. Over the years, several studies have been conducted by "Highly Skilled Professionals" that a child's behavior carries traits pertaining to their given birth name. Many of the tests concluded that a persons first impression of an individual is solely established by that individuals name alone! So you can only imagine the immense pressure that parents are under when deciding upon a name for their *insert goo-goo-gaa-gaa voice* little snuggle bear.

This is the Third Letter In Baby Boy's First Name! I am so ecstatic, in afew more days, I will be able to refer to our son by his soon to be legal name! Considering we will be meeting him in less then a month, we may as well treat him with some dignity. You all have to be chomping at the bit right now, we are so close to the end our little game. I can't wait to see who will be the elite farmstead winner, for that amazing $50.00 Pottery Barn Gift Certificate. However, No guesses will be accepted until August 1, 2009 at exactly 12:59 A.M., guesses will be honored until August 3, 2009 at straight up noon, 12:00 A.M. Best of Luck, you will deserve bragging rights!



Picture's are courtesy of Alphabet Photography!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Today We Have Hit A Mile Stone!

The Fifth Letter In Baby Boy's Middle Name Is...


On this the 24th day of July 2009, FF is 35 weeks pregnant with only 35 days till we meet our infant prince! As our time nears closer and closer to the arrival of baby boy, I can speak for both HH and I when I say we are both jubilantly filled with excitement and yet freaked out all at the same time. I have numerous thoughts reoccurring throughout my subconscious such as: Swaddling your infant, how does that work exactly (do you just lay him on a blanket, roll and tuck him into the blanket like you would a burrito?), Are we really going to go through this many batteries, Would it be socially unacceptable to keep my makeup bag next to the bed while I'm in labor (one never knows when you may have a desire to reapply), Should we switch our investment strategy from Ethanol to Boppy Products, Could his video baby monitor last until he is 16 years old, and could it be easily installed into a motorized vehicle, What if my baby comprehends sign language before mommy can figure it out, Would I look foolish driving around with a empty car seat in my SUV considering my munchkin has yet to make his appearance, and finally can we really figure out this whole "Parenting Thing"? There are still so many details that we need to calculate in approximately 35 days.

Now back to the main topic at hand: There will be No guesses accepted until August 1st (that's my baby brothers birthday) at preciously 12:59 AM (the exact time I was born). Each person with the correct first and middle name of Baby Boy will be put into the drawing to win a
"Grand" Gift Certificate of $50.00 from Pottery Barn.


Picture Courtesy of Alphabet Photography

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: These are the legitimate concerns for a good giggle on behalf of this preggo farm wife!

Can You Say Pee Pee Tee Pee Ten Times Fast?

You can't help but chuckle when you see these precious little Teepee's! We received our Pee Pee Tee Pee's as a gift at our Northern Baby Shower. Apparently our young infant will occasionally attempt to spray his mommy and daddy during changing time. So in order to protect ourselves and any other innocent bystander, precautionary measures have been taken to avoid this inevitable demise. You simply place a Tee Pee on his Wee Wee and you can relax knowing that there will be no unexpected unfriendly fire taking place! Guinness!

Pee Pee Tee Pee Picture is Courtesy of Birth Boutique

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF has decided to periodically post "Baby Fun Finds/Mommy Must Haves", doesn't that sound exhilarating? And don't forget, a letter in baby boy's name will be revealed this PM.

*Warning* All Pregnant Women Need To Avoid This Piece Of Equipment!

My up bringing consisted of the Rodeo Circuit. I grew up around all things animal, with the exception of one old tractor. So I came into my relationship with HH with no prior knowledge of massive farm equipment. I have seen combines, field cultivators, sprayers, disks and even planters in the fields as I drove by them on the interstate hauling too and from rodeos, but I never really knew anything about them. So needless to say I am still learning about these astronomical sized pieces of equipment.



It has been classified information during my pregnancy in regards to exactly how much weight I have actually gained (minus the retained water, increase blood flow, womb and all other pregnancy related "excuses" that I can come up with). Solely swearing that I will go to the grave with this precise poundage number, after all a lady never reveals her heftiness!



So when HH beckons to his lovely preggo wife that he needs help with the planter, she eagerly responds. He tells me to climb up the ladder and look into the bean planter and he would be right back, just needing to grab something out of the tractor(there is an old wives tale that you lose brain cells while you are pregnant, I strongly agree with this concept, considering that I did not question his prerogatives), *insert high pitched blond voice, while shaking head back and forth* "Ok"!

Lets reiterate here for a second, keep in mind I am still learning what exactly each piece of equipment is used for. Little did I know, that the platform I was standing on doubled as SCALE! Yes, you read that correctly, a full fledged scale that accurately calculates an individuals weight. THE NERVE!



I have since threatened the loss of both of his eyebrows while he sleeps if he so much as breaths a word of this number to anyone. Dang That: Double Chocolate, Swirled with Carmel, topped with Sprinkles, and a Dolup of Whipped Cream melting on down Vanilla Ice Cream, what an incriminating addiction.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Seventh Letter In Baby Boy's Middle Name!

Lets chat about Lamaze classes! *All members of the male gender can commence squirming now* We have our final class this evening, and goodness gracious has it been interesting. HH and I sat for 3.5 hours in awe, all the while I was pondering why on earth have decided to inflict what looks like excruciating pain on myself for hours on end? I will give you the DL (Down Low) on our enlightening experience.

Imagine if you will: Approximately 15 newly pregnant couples who have never met, sitting around a room not really knowing what to expect from this "class" they are about to embark on. The woman feeling extremely anxious and eager to learn what on earth they need to be doing to properly maintain (did I really just write maintain?) a young infant. Mean while the daddy's to be, are still trying to justify to themselves why they are even enrolled in this class.

The session begins with the usual introductions and a briefing of that evenings lecture. It started out innocent enough, until that is, the instructor enthusiastically informs us that it was time to waddle over to the carpet for some breathing and stretching exercises (please keep in mind, we all have aprox 1 month until we are due, and can not move our over sized booties around very easily)! We were urged to get down on all fours and initiate cat-cow yoga stretches, while each of the husbands had to causally rub our backs. Doesn't that paint a lovely picture in your heads?

After what seemed like the duration of a "highlight, trim, and brow wax", our cordial husbands hoisted us up over to the VIZIO for some T.V. time. This was the point of the night were you give credit to EVERY mother or expected mother you know! That video was a detailed biography of pregnant women giving birth, enough said! At which point in time I became increasingly thankful for my microscopical bladder, this gave me numerous breaks to the powder room, thus escaping the dreaded realization of labor.

This sums up our first Lamaze class! We are still traumatized by that evenings events, and are somewhat apprehensive about tonight.

Don't forget to jot this down, the seventh letter in baby boy's middle name. Only a few more letters to be randomly revealed.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Picture is courtesy of Alphabet Photography

Preggo Needs A Makeover

Blog makeover that is! I always try to keep this blog ever-changing, yet keeping the same basic concept at all times. Thus, the time has come for a modification! We are about to embark on a whole new chapter of our lives, with the arrival of our lil whippersnapper. I thought it only best to get a complete makeover. So if you happen to click over onto our website one day and there is giant Rooster staring back at you don't be alarmed, I am simply embracing my free spirited "special" side, by blog experimentation. Hormonal changes brings that out in preggo mommy's.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

We Are In The Home Stretch For Our Baby Boy's Name Game!

I still have numerous letters to reveal before our name game comes to an end August 1, 2009. So it is now time to take it up to another level, to get my head in the game: I must now alter pure concentration towards my strategically set dates to post an assortment of letters for all you to accurately make a educated hypothesis of what our first born munchkins name will be. Or shall I just say what you all are really thinking, *insert ghetto tone* get post'n woman we want our chance at $50.00.

Alas, this is the Second Letter in Baby Boy's First Name! So grab your permanent highlighter and write this letter down. I do not want you to miss this opportunity, to win a chance at our $50.00 Potter Barn Gift Certificate.

Picture is courtesy of Alphabet Photography.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: There will be another letter revealed 2 days before the new moon rises this month. I just love to give hints!

Horse Barn, Take: 32

The horse barn has been the FB's (Farm Boy's) main priority for the past few days! They have been working diligently to get it done. However, we still have a looooong way to go.



The FB's are installing the drainage system. This will be the area of the barn where we will give all of the horse's a bath. We like to have them all spiffy looking. It helps boost their equine self esteem.





We are forecasting to have the barn functional by the time our first born arrives. Or maybe, we should shoot for the announcement of our third lil toe head.



Have a lovely weekend,
Farming Fabulously

The Big 5-0, On This The Last Day Of Our Pregnancy Week 32!

We only have 50 days (give or take) left until we meet our Lil Farmer Boy. Won't that be that exhilarating, for me? We are doing our best to properly prepare for his arrival. I thought best too air out my dirty laundry and reveal how we are progressing, with our Major projects.

1. The nursery is practically complete, and will be posting pictures of it shortly.
2. The homestead is now hopefully infant proof (haven't quite toddler proofed it yet, there is a difference they tell me).
3. Deck construction is complete (still barren, have yet to pick out furniture)
4. Horse Barn is 1/38947022-4 the way done, but we did add one more horse to the equation.
5. Garage is completely organized (in a organized chaos type of fashion).
6. The garden has grown nicely (yet we will remember for next year, that cucumbers show no mercy and will always play the dominant role amongst the other vegetables)
7. The basement is half organized, yet should be complete by this weekend.

Now I am exhausted and must go lay down. Oh Yeah, I don't have time for that!



It is now time to reveal the fourth letter in baby boy's middle name. So jot it down to memory. Don't forget or develop any sort of pneumonia between now and August 1, 2009. Remember you will now get one letter every week from this moment on. However, no guesses will be accepted until August 1st (that's my baby brothers birthday) at preciously 12:59 AM (the exact time I was born). Each person with the correct first and middle name of Baby Boy will be put into the drawing to win a Grand Gift Certificate of $50.00 from Pottery Barn.



Pictures are all courtesy of Alphabet Photography!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Tomorrow, we will not speak of anything pregnancy, food, or northwoods related. Only heavy duty farm equipment driven by only masculine FB's (Farm Boy's) will be discussed!

Baby Boy's Northern Shower!

May I cordially invite you to attend the first Northern Baby Shower for our unborn son! To enter the establishment you must take a shot of either homemade Wisconsin Ale, or a delightful Leinenkugel's beverage, or even Milwaukee's Best, babe! Bottle's Up! Literally!

I joke, I joke! This was the bottle race, who could gulp the most H20 in the least amount of time. Can you guess who won? I will give you a hint, the little man on the right bit off the bottles suction cup.



It was so wonderful visiting with all of my family again, we don't get to see each other often enough.



Baby boy was super spoiled with numerous gifts and fabulous appetizers!



B-Man can Cheez with the best of them.....





My baby bro was guessing how much weight his older sister is going to gain throughout her pregnancy. NOT! Being the older, wiser sister, I would never allow such. Lets just say I have given a grown man a wedgey for less!

He was actually, secretly calculating the alignment of stars compared to the precise planet rotation to accurately determine a hypothesis as to when our baby boy will be born. He was enrolled at some prestigious Astrology University for 5 years, little bro is all about the moon and the stars.



My sister-in-law did an amazing job, organizing this impromptu baby shower. Did I mention that she put all this together in about a 2 week time frame, all while working a full time job and juggling young 2 kiddo's? She is a wonder woman in book!




This was the first time that my Daddy-O had seen me at the full blown preggo stage!

Grandma was as vibrant as ever! Always putting on the perfect finishing touches to every event!



Final preparations were being tended too before the celebration was to begin!




HH was supposed to measure my circumference, I believe that the measurement was exaggerated. Extremely inaccurate in my opinion.



The rocking horse was a huge hit with the munchkins, it provided hours of entertainment.



At approximately quarter till 12:00 (Tractor Pull started at noon), all of the men in the room began getting a tad rambunctious. I noticed all of them beginning to fidget with their baby bottles (the table decor) and discussing "The Pull" arrangements, realizing the scenario that was taking place I put the unwrapping into super overdrive.

All of the Tractor Pull fanatic's were able to leave with time to spare. Oh Happy Day!






Sincerely,
The Proud HH and FF

Tractor Pull Time

During the last weekend of June, HH and I mosied up north to visit my kin folk, in the state where there was no humidity. It just so happened that one of the nations largest tractor pulls was occurring (Can you guess who scheduled this visit?).



Notice how close HH was to the track. He originally was seated in the nose bleed section, until he decided that he was willing to sell his body for V.I.P. passes. HH was then able to go behind the scenes and chat with the most elite "Pullers".



If you click on the pictures, you will be able to see the tractors up close and personal.



Check out all of the black smoke that is being released from these "Bad Boy's"! Now close your eye's and imagine the roaring screams of the engines. On second thought I take that back, I wouldn't want you to blow an ear drum.



The sight below is of the weight that the tractors pull. Peer closely at the picture on the weight, it is a JD Tractor pulling a planter. It is the only of its kind in the entire USA!



One of the tractors had called it quits, and some nice gentleman were kindly pushing it off of the track (I think?). Those northerners are so hospitable!



The relevance behind this picture is unknown! I believe it may have some sentimental significantly, maybe! Or maybe not? In fact, this is a random picture of a 5020 Pulling Tractor.



The below image is of a 6 engine Mod. Yes, it really does exist!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Boy O Boy, It's Time To Reveal The Sixth Letter In Lil Boy's Middle Name!

Last night I had a horrible dream! I woke up in a complete panic, sweat trickling out of my pores, pulse racing, and my heart pounding. I had dreamt that I was preparing a bottle for our baby boy (unfortunately I couldn't see his precious face), and when I went to grab the baby bottle, their were electric screw drivers in the area were our bottle was supposed to be kept. As a first time mother, I knew I had to feed my child, but the bottles had all been switch out with farm tools. I frantically began opening every drawer, cabinet, nook, and cranny trying to find my baby a suitable suckling. The helpless feeling was unbearable to beyond belief.

So at approximately 2:24 AM, I awoke HH (who was extremely willing to hear all about my baby trauma, wait maybe I was dreaming that too?), and proceeded to go into grave detail about the traumatic stress that I had just endured. We agreed that this was indeed a "sign" from the stork gods, indicting that we must begin organizing around the homestead. No more cookie cutter in the junk draw or any farm tools mixed in with any cooking utensils would be acceptable. So we are all about the becoming more organized sustaining order only around this humble adode (weather or not this will last more then a day or two is still undetermined?)!

Enough about me, lets talk about our little bundle of joy. The above picture is the sixth letter in his middle name. Go grab your writing stick and add it to your on-going list of letters that are already written in the sand! But remember, no guessing until August or I will banish you from any July 4th festivities for the rest of eternity! After all, you are going to be winning a hefty $50.oo gift card from Pottery Barn. Who wouldn't love that?

Have a Lovely Holiday Weekend,
Farming Fabulously

Did I Mention That We Attended A Baptism Too?

While in the North Country we were fortunate enough to attend our niece's Baptism! Doesn't the above picture just scream Holiness? It just makes me want to lift my hands in the air and bellow out an *insert a high squeal* "AAAAAHHHHH" or even a "Hallelujah Sweet Baby Jesus"!



Yet B-Man couldn't quite figure out what all of hype was about over little sister. "Why is everyone looking at Khloe? Cause she has chubby cheeks (that her favorite auntie FF loves)?" Big Bro considered all of the festivities surrounding his baby sister to be extremely impractical, solely believing that we all should have been seated in a semi-circle playing with Lightning McQueen.



"Did someone say pose?" FF and her fabulous cousin are not shy when a camera is in their face! Pregnancy bod and all (I simply told myself I looked like a beaming ray of excessive sunshine), I will still cheez-it on command. Bring on the Paparazzi!



Let me introduce to you the tiny tot of the day, Miss Khloe! She was a sensational baby, never even making the slightest peep when the minister dumped 15 degree H20 on her noggin.



The Great-Grandparents were all in attendance with bells on! Looking as stunning as ever, I must say! I am very proud to have such radiant genes, thanks grandpa's and grandma's!



At the Baptism, each of us was given a set of instructions to carry out. Cousin-Manda was incharge of watching B-Man, I think she had missed placed him approximately 2 minutes and 34 seconds after her shift began. This is just moments before she had decided to notify church security.



B-Man was later found playing "Cars" with Grandpa-Buck.



I absolutely adore this little munchkin! I have always been excited for the arrival of our baby boy, yet after seeing this little angel my urge to meet our whippersnapper is now stronger then ever.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Next letter in Baby Boy's name will be revealed tomorrow!

The Fourth Letter In Baby Boy's First Name Is.....

The post picture below is the fourth letter in Baby Boy's First Name. I think some of you are starting to piece together his name already. Kudos too you! I am very impressed, with your imaginative name skills.

I can't wait to see who wins the $50.00 gift certificate to Pottery Barn. You will be one lucky dude or dudette.

Yet remember, no guesses will be accepted until August 1, 2009. So keep mum until then. This only helps you slim out the competition, I know that we have some real competitors out there.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously


Program Note: This is my 30 week picture. Baby Boy is approximately 3.3 pounds this week, and is extremely rambunctious. I have came to the conclusion that he is no longer going to be a soccer boy but instead, a professional Lacrosse Player. I believe that his upper body strength has increased greatly!

FF is now off to the land of no humidity, but plans to return next week with plenty of pictures from our trip!

Can You Handle Another Letter?

This is a letter in Baby Boy's first name! Which letter you ask? Well I will disclose that information this afternoon. I have a torte that needs to be garnished, empty suitcases that need to be filled, presents for need to be loaded (I love to spoil my precious nephew and niece), cows that need to be worked, horses that need to be sprayed, the list goes on; by tomorrow at 6:00 in the AM.

Chatting will commence at approx 3:00 this afternoon, when I will reveal where in the world this above letter fits into Baby Boy's first name.

Alphabet Photography is courtesy of the above picture.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: On the right hand column, I put a new "Widget" (which so happens to be my alumni, Viking Colors). You can place your guess as too when our first born child will arrive into this world and at what weight and length. This is a free guessing pool, you will win absolutely nothing but bragging rights! And the opportunity for myself to boost your ego on one post. Best of Luck!

News Flash: Heat Advisory Restricts All Pregnant Woman To The Confines Of Their Humble Abode!

With the heat index increasing daily, HH and I have decided to flee this wonderful state that is currently full of humidity and head to the north country. You see, I am trying to escape the inevitably dreaded Cankle (pictured above). Now I have only experienced the wide leg syndrome once this year, and that was the day before the baby shower (the hostesses force feed me gallons of olives, or did I ingest them under my own free will? Doesn't matter).

I realize that I should just embrace this matter, because frankly it is all part of the pregnancy quest. Yet I see no fault in trying to avoid this fashion faux pas at all costs. Besides after a woman has increased in capacity by what feels like an extra 167 pounds, she needs to at least have her ankles in prime form (ask me in another week and I am sure I will have reevaluated my logic on Cankles, yet until then I stand firm on my case in point).



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: If our dear friends Ole and Sven are reading this post, please have a package of freshly squeaky cheese curds ready for this hungry mama, A.

Program Note: Did mention, I will be posting another letter in baby boy's first name this week?

I Just Love Witnessing An Enduring Father-Daughter Relationship!

You know when you can just look at someone and automatically assume that "Oh yeah, she is definitely a daddy's girl"! Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, princess that could do no wrong, always wearing pink, daddy's girl.



Hence, a father-daughter connection is evidently indescribable to most. Only they truly know how special the bond is between them. Come hell or high water, this daddy would do anything for his little angel.



However, when you have to brake the news to your special little buttercup that she will be soon sharing the role of #1 with a new little brother, it doesn't always end well. To be quite honest, our queen canine was abit distraught to say the least.





Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Please forgive FF for not posting this AM. She is still analyzing the separation of Jon & Kate!

Happy Father/Padre/Vater/ Père Day!

"None of you can ever be proud enough of being the child of such a Father who has not his equal in this world - so great, so good, so faultless. Try, all of you, to follow in his footsteps and don't be discouraged, for to be really in everything like him none of you, I am sure, will ever be. Try, therefore, to be like him in some points, and you will have acquired a great deal." ~ Queen Victoria of England



Even the "Fathers-To-Be" need to be acknowledge today!


Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Fifth Letter in His First Name..

Yep it is that time already, to reveal a letter in baby boy's name!



So with out further a due.....Drum Roll Please....


This is the fifth letter in his first name...I hope you are keeping track of all of the letters that we have revealed to you so far, because this farm mama no longer has the time to recap all of that crazy information for you. But remember you are going to win a $50.00 gift certificate to Pottery Barn! Yes you are going to be the winner! So don't delay, keep track of baby boy's name today!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: 3 letters have been revealed thus far. 2 letters in his first name and 1 letter in his middle name. Oh the agony!

May I Proudly Present To You: The Third Letter Of Baby Boy's Middle Name.

Our bouncing baby boy will be here in approximately 10 weeks, can you believe that? I am literally counting down the days until we get to meet him. HH and I will be a Daddy and a Mommy for the first time. I just hope that we will live up to our little munchkins expectations! Oh the pressure!

Well, I have babbled long enough. Now for the moment you have all been waiting for, the announcement of the Third Letter In Baby Boy's Middle Name (pictured above). Jot this one down on your Etch A Sketch my blogger friends. You will now get one letter every week from this moment on. However, no guesses will be accepted until August 1st (that's my baby brothers birthday) at preciously 12:59 AM (the exact time I was born). Each person with the correct first and middle name of Baby Boy will be put into the drawing to win a Grand Gift Certificate of $50.00 from Pottery Barn.

Best of Luck!


All of the letters are courtesy of Alphabet Photography. I *heart* all of the creative employees at Alphabet Photography.


Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF has decided to isolate herself within the comfort of the homestead, where a consistent flow of cool, refreshing, air conditioning is constantly circling. You see she has recently developed a complex: Due to the extensive humidity/heat in the mid-west, FF swears that every time she steps outside exposing her new lustrous baby physique to the intense mugginess, she has a tendency to swell up and turns into a Cabbage Patch Doll, thus automatically adding on an extra 2lbs of body mass to the preexisting weight gain. Oh My!

Have You Ever Seen A.......

So I am assuming that everyone has seen a "Diaper Cake" before (if not prepared to be enlightened). But has everyone seen a John Deere Diaper Cake? I can honestly say that I did not know that they even existed until the baby shower. One of the lovely ladies who attended the festivities had it made especially for Baby Boy (BB was thrilled, I could just feel him blushing with excitement!).

All of the yellow and green, HH was bursting with pride! Notice the "cake topper" (if you will), it was not your average bottle or booties no, it was a JD Tractor. Who would have thunk it, really? The strategically placed barn yard animals around each layer of "cake" made for quite the entertaining conversation piece.

I was most impressed with the amount of diapers that it had taken to make one of these cakes. Our little whippersnapper's changing station is now overflowing with diapers. I would assume that there had to be at least 109 diapers wrapped around that "cake". So now our tiny pooper is fully stocked with diapers for at least the first week of his life.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Another letter in Baby Boy's name will be revealed tomorrow. At preciously 6:00 AM or preciously 6:00 PM or maybe some where in the middle.

Do You Qualify To Attend The FWA In Your Area?

I have recently came across an article pertaining to a select number of issue's that farming wives have to coupe with on a day-to-day basis. Feeling as though I qualify on numerous levels, I only see fit as to promptly request an enrollment form and take all necessary steps to properly enlist.

"My name is Farming Fabulously and I will be attending all current and future chapter meetings for FWA!"

For more information pertaining to this article click HERE.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Picture is courtesy of Marshall Democrat News.

Hostesses With The Mostesses Masquerading Around The Nursery?

This is my mission on this the second weekend of June! The hostesses with the mostesses, have left the farmstead premise and thus have given us the exciting job of tackling the nursery. That's right, it's time to put together all of the wonderful presents that our little whippersnapper received. And attempting to put some sort of order within our tiny tykes room. This could be a difficult task considering, every endeavor so far has ended in my distraction towards tranquil pieces of fabric. You see recently I have developed an obsession with all cuddly, soothing baby blankets! They are just so soft, I want to snuggle up with them, hence becoming distracted from the real task at hand, organizing the baby's room! You see, I begin to envision our little boy swaddled in his oh so dreamy cover, gazing at his mommy and daddy, cooing contently. Then I ponder upon what he is going to look like? Will he have daddy's long palm's or mommy's elf ear's? The hypothesis really start flowing throughout my partially creative left brain self. Can you see where this becomes a problem? I would prefer to day dream as opposed to the actual task at hand, hefty pickle that I put myself in.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Next clue for baby boys name will appear this weekend...

A Baby Shower Farmstead Style....

Keeping with the farmstead motif, we decided upon using real earthy looking center pieces. As kooky as it may sound, weeds were our flower of choice and ripped up gunnysacks were placed under each floral arrangement. How fabulous right?



Not to brag, but we had a beautiful crowd of guests. You see it was unanimously agreed that each individual would wear their spiffiest outfit (usually reserved only for unfortunate funerals, but since we all were making a special trip into town we thought too make an exception in this instance), they all looked so Divine!



Notice all of the gorgeous shades of baby blue wrapping paper. Our little whippersnapper will now have numerous essentials that will allow him to grow into a fine young toddler.



I was ecstatic to see that he will have an Excersaucer to keep him entertained. This will free up some time for mommy to experiment with new cooking techniques or maybe even laundry. Maybe.



Notice my little helper. I don't think that she was really digg'n all of boy clothes. After all she prefers anything with glitz, frizzles, or sparkles; So trucks, tractors, and snowplow figures on clothes just was not doing it for her. But I was loving every minute of it!



Then we came across this stroller/car seat combo. Who ever invented this contraption should be given a holiday in their honor! How handy will this be when we decide to take little man to the zoo, or shopping, or Mt. Everest, or The Empire State Building, or even strolling to a relaxing Gondola ride.



At this baby shower, the ladies decided that miniature Farm Boys will need a hefty amount of diapers in order for baby to stay fresh and clean on a minute-by-minute basis. So our theme was a "Pampers Party". What this consists of is basically, if you bring a package of diapers, we will give you the opportunity to win door prizes. How fun!



I am holding a decorative composition of ranch style embellishment! I *heart* all antique, timeless, primitive pieces of "art". So this fragment of old barn wood was right up my alley. This will be an absolutely magnificent piece to hang in our tiny tykes room. Can you see the enthusiasm that is spread across my face?



I have saved one of the most memorable for last! HH's Grandma "Jones" (as we shall call her), is a wonderful seamstress/quilt master extraordinaire. She is a extremely talented woman. So we were absolutely thrilled to see that baby boy has been blessed with one of Grandma "Jones" quilts, he will cherish it always.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: A huge thank for everyone for coming to the shower and for all of the fabulous gifts that our little boy received. An extra special thank you too my two wonderful BFF's for putting this whole shin-dig together from over 800 miles away and to SMS for all of the last minute "Opps we forgot this and thats". We will cherish that day always!

Sport'n The Polka-Dots For Week 26

It is yet again time for another belly shot. Is it just me or is time really beginning to fly by, it seems like I just yesterday I posted a belly pic. As you can see little man has really increased in size this week (I have been eating baskets of spinach), if I'm not careful, I could easily take out the whole "Owls Marching Band" with my tummy. Scary thought!

Our tiny tot is moving around consistently right now. Daddy just loves to feel junior karate kick his hand. We are confident that he will grow up to be a tenacious miniature Farm Boy in no time (but if he decides to become a high flouting executive on Wall Street, who enjoys pampering himself with pedicures and mud wraps, we will still love him regardless)!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Week 27, Can I Get A Hallelujah My Peeps!

With week 27 sneaking by so rapidly, I wanted to make sure to show you a quick glimpse of the baby bump. This little munchkin has really decided to make his presence known recently. His current hobbies include, but are not subject too:

1. Playing what appears to feel like a soccer game whenever his mother is currently in a sitting position.

2. When mama is in motion however, he seems to be wonderful pint-sized sleeper who I know will sleep wonderfully while traveling in any (Tractor? Combine? Prowler with Grandpa?) motorized vehicles.

3. Our tiny tyke has a massive appetite, not to mention a highly extensive culinary palate with which he enjoys all cuisines. He has never given his mother any "heartburn" or even an incline that a discomforting reflex may occur while digesting any edible fares.

4. He will be of average height and weight; Growing preciously with flow charts that the Doctors have provided. Mommy on the other hand has tipped the scales immensely, but is sacrificing her body for the better of her growing boy. This mother is willing to scarf down everything that is put in front of her (bring on the treats) in order to achieve the proper maturity of her first born son.

With time ticking away and our due date fast approaching, we are becoming more eager to met our precious bundle of joy. Especially since he is ever developing numerous characteristics that will ultimately define his individuality at this, Week 27. Daddy and Mommy are undoubtedly proud parents.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

The Farmstead Is Moving On Up....

For the past few days, the farmstead has been transitioning towards a technical upgrade. After this process, we will be able to Wi-Fi the holy heck out of all things associated with computers. Hence I am now restricted from loading any pictures, so I have to keep my collection of spring photos on stand by. I am currently bribing those techno-wizes with some cool savory summer treats, in order for them to pick up the pace alittle. Mama needs to post after all!

So it is because of all of those techno-wizes that you all get another opportunity to get out your permanent markers and scratch pads. I will let the techies know how much you appreciate them. This is now one step closer to your Pottery Barn $50.00 Shopping Spree. Oh Yeah, I know I am picturing all of the fabulous necessities that I would love to have in my life from Pottery Barn.

Anyhoo, pictured above is the second letter in baby boy's middle name.

So lets recap shall we, we now know the first letter in his first name and the second letter in his middle name. Whatever you do don't let me confuse you, you are playing for major prizes here, not to mention a catastrophic ego boost!

However, no guesses will be accepted until August 1st (that's my baby brothers birthday) at preciously 12:59 AM (the exact time I was born). Have I given you a migraine yet? I know am giving you information over load right now, blame the techno-wizes, they are rubbing off on me. Yikes!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Pictures provided by Alphabet Photography. Oh, And, A, Pottery Barn is completely unaware of my $50.00 of free money towards their shopping establishment, so if you happen to mention it to them, they will have absolutely no clue who Farming Fabulously is.

Time To Get Out Your Dry Erase Board....Clue #1

With planting season now in full swing (all of the Farm Boy's are now in the field), I have had numerous amounts of quality alone time. Focusing solely on improvements around the homestead for our baby boys arrival. However, I have concluded that you can only have so much isolated existence from other human interaction. So I have devised a unique little game, that will further give some fascinating incite into our lives.

Up until today, we have decided to keep our baby boy's name highly confidential. This top secret information has been sworn to secrecy by only a select few individuals! But, we are only 99 days away from the arrival of our little prince charming. So I thought it to be quite appropriate to begin having some fun, giving you all periodic letters in his first name.

Pictured above/below is what you call Alphabet Photography, I find it to be really quite lovely works of art. You choose the spelling of a name then pick a variety of images from numerous displays. Brilliant I know!



This astronomical knowledge that I am willing to share with my three dedicated readers (see there are perks for reading this blog), is due to my sheer form of loyalty to each of you. This picture represents the first letter of his precious *insert baby voice* wittle name!

I will continually post these random pictures until the due arrives. So have your scratch paper ready! The first one who guesses little mans name correctly, will win a $50.00 gift certificate to Pottery Barn! How exciting!

Clue #1
The first picture above, displays the first letter of his first name! Write it down and keep this letter in a safe place. Preferably in a locked safe, sealed envelope, or random sticky pad on your desk.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF will post pictures of big, heavy, green and yellow, earth shattering equipment tomorrow!

Reality Check 1,2,3....

Yesterday morning I awoke with some discomforting flu like symptoms. It was not pleasant, the aches and pains, pucks and well you get the just of it. Anyhoo, I have been extremely fortunate not to have been diagnosed with any of the retched pregnancy morning sicknesses, that so many others have fallen pray to. So when this "Flu Bug" entered my system, I was not prepared for the ongoing outcome!

You see, I do not like pain! Especially self inflicted pain! This is why I never have painted a tattoo on my body, pierced anything besides my ears (that occurred at age 2, so I have no recollection), and would never willing ride a dirt bike in fear of braking a limb.

So usually when sickness strikes, look out! I have a tendency to turn into a bumbling youngster who wants nothing but to lay around moaning and groaning all day; watching her Soaps, and lavishing on a variety of hot tea's! And the thought of even consuming any solid food substance would make my stomach turn, yes that bad.

But this time was different, very different. As I as basking in self pity, feeling all of the woo's of agonizing virus defeat. Baby boy, decided to make his presents known to momma! Not only does your body already hurt from all things involved with the flu, now your spawn now wants to play Kung Fu Fighter with your tummy! The joys of motherhood! This is definitely an incident to post in the baby book, so in sixteen years from now when our son is going through his "Parents Stink Stage", I can remind him this very moment in time.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously


Program Note: FF does realize that she will be enduring some love pains in August. Yet she feels she is mentally capable of handling this situation, however, physically, is yet to be determined. Hence, Huge Reality Check 1,2,3...

This picture was taken at the beginning of week 25, before I became infected with the "Flu Bug". Now feeling 120% back on my game.

Rachel Alexandra, You Go Girl!

Well, Holy Preakness ladies and gentleman! Last evening was one of firsts! It was a first for jokey Calvin Borel, who is now the only jokey to win the first two races of the triple crown on two different horses. It was also a first for a 3 year old filly to win the Preakness in the last 85 years. Let me put this is some prospective; A female has not won a four legged race around a track since my grandfather was born in 1924. Ladies we were long over due..

For those of you who missed this incredible spectacle, the enthusiasm felt within each spectator was extraordinarily evident. All eyes were on Rachel Alexandra from the beginning of the commentary that evening. She had this lusting presence about her, when at first glance even a non horse prodigy could recognize. This filly had grace and nostalgic glamour, equivalent to an overly athletic Princess Diana. Ms. Alexandra stole the stage, rising to the occasion, to become victoriously triumphant at the Preakness.

Sincerely Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Photo contributed by AP Photo/Morry Gash

Deck Project Phase Uno!

We have begun yet again another farmstead transformation! Consisting of a large outdoor gated community for baby boy. This will contain all of the necessary essentials he would need to solely occupy himself for hours on end (we are looking at the future when he is able to frolic freely).



This space will let him roam independently on a flat surface, while still safely confined within a cubical area. A ginormous outdoor play pin, with all the amenities! Every young farmers dream!





Please over look the hard working gentleman in the sweatshirt and focus exclusively on the raised beds behind him! It is our first garden, we are quite proud of our growing accomplishment.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Did you notice that I could not get any of those hard working construction workers to even bust a smile out for the telescopic len! However I did notice the each of them pulled their caps down a tad bit further on their foreheads, and a slight blushing of the cheeks was occurring. Like they have never seen a random blond, pregnant lady, running around trying to take their pictures before..

Our Baby Is As Long As A Corn Cob!

Isn't that insane to think about? It seems like just yesterday HH and I were looking at pictures of Olives and Raspberries! And now I am at the point were I second guess myself every time I drop something on the floor, as to weather or not I actually exert that extra ambition to bend over and pick it up. I currently live in a land where elastic waist bands are definitely a necessity, and we must always keep Dark Chocolate Almond Nuggets at close range, in case of emergency's!



Ahhh, Week 24 Pregnancy Bliss!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

We Are 1/789754837984 Done With The Horse Barn.

So close yet so far away! The farmstead has embarked on quite a few changes this spring, in preparation for the arrival of our infant.



The horse barn is one of the larger tasks that we have decided to challenge our stamina!



There's nothing like the mid-summer heat, bare-foot and 8 months pregnant, with forty twenty-nine different projects about half done.



But that my peeps, is what keeps the farmstead entertaining! There is never a dull moment to prop your feet up and have a relaxing siesta.



The adrenaline rush of excitement is remotely evident amongst the FB's (Farm Boy's) to tackle this project.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: For those of you who have followed me for awhile now, I am sure that you noticed a sliver of grief within my writings today. You see, there has been a shred of sadness that hoovered around the farmstead last evening. *Sigh* *Sniffle*! I am no longer a Dodge owner. *Sob* *Snort*! I am embracing motherhood 100%, thus it is time for a mommy mobile. I have closed a chapter in my life and am moving forward, towards richer, greener pastures.

Week 23 Belly Shot!

I think I am getting used to the concept of showing my roundness to the world! I have embraced this spherical shape that baby boy has so generously given me and I want everyone to now see it.

As you all know, the nursery room is completely painted! Which is a huge step in the right "Nesting" direction. But there is still so much more that we need to accomplish, before the big day is here. Case-in-point: Nursery Furniture! So I headed into the closest booming metropolis in our area, the Fabulous Kansas City, MO. Ahhh, I just love hustle and bustle of city elegance at least once a year. They had exactly what I was looking for, the perfect Crib and Armoire combination that would match beautifully with our farmstead motif.

Unfortunately, I am unable to reveal "Finished" nursery for another 6-8 weeks. Patience is a virtue that is few and far between when you are a hormonal, nesting, and momma on a mission. Excuse me while I go mediate!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Shhhhhhhh, Don't Tell Daddy!

Yes, I have a Mommas Boy! He loves his Momma unconditionally! My Baby Boy strives daily to please his Momma! Little munchkin never misbehaves in the presents of Momma. Why? Because that is just the kind of whippersnapper that he is! And frankly for the next 4 months, I will be able to fabricate any far fetched scenario that I can possibly dream up about what our precious tyke will act like. That is how this Momma rolls!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Weekly belly shot to come this weekend!

The Nursery Is Practically Complete!

After months of preparation, the unveiling of the nursery room paint is finally here. As you all know we are going with a neutral barnyard/farm theme. So naturally the *insert baby voice* wittle bouncy baby boy will have to be surrounded by cute and cuddly animals. I want him to be familiar with what each animal looks like, as well as the sounds they make. He will need to be comfortable around the Green Tractors (fearful of red, Shalom my Northern friends), and confident enough to help his mommy clean out a horse stall or two (I wonder if I am jumping ahead of myself by about 7 months?).




I also want him to be cordial with our personal animals. Case in point: That four legged dark spot in the corner, just to the right of red barn. That adorable blob is our friendly Blue Heeler named Ty. Ty has been in our family for the past nine years (she's a lifer), so I know baby boy will get to know her very well.



We also have a horse, hen, tons of chicks, cows, cat, rabbit, birds, sheep, pigs and if you look really closely you can even see snowmobile! The snowmobile can only be seen with a trained eye however, look closely! For previous Room Renovations please click HERE.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Belly Update: Baby Boy is increasing in size daily now, and thus FF is now as big as a lovely yacht, not quite the size of a massive Cruise Ship yet.

Pregancy Perks!

I have evolved from the technology generation. Growing up computers were my friend! It was programed into our brains at a very young age, that we were going to have a tremendous role in the digital era. So we always strive to become attentive little computer geeks, focusing solely on the screen in front of us at all times. Thus, I have become forced to be accustom to this data base called technology.

When we received this precious baby gift, (that I ordered for myself, always attempting to stimulate the economy) I was ecstatic! This was going to be a way for our Baby Boy to track his mommy and daddy's preparations for his upcoming arrival. Let me brag on My Pregnancy Digi Time Capsule for a minute. The flash drive is basically a Digital Scrapbook, containing: a photo album of the parents, your baby bump as the little one grows, his/her family tree, family wives tales, video journal, ect...the possibilities are endless. Even if you are not the most creative bird on the block (like me), they provide the pictures, font, color combo's; to provide Junior with a Michelangelo of masterpieces. I have had a blast putting this together for our little man.

I couldn't resist passing this incredible find on too my favorite 3 readers. If you know of anyone who is expecting, and came from the Generation Y era, this would be a perfectly unique gift for them.

To check out more information regarding this product please click HERE.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF is offically done with the nursey and plans on posting pictures, as soon as the monosoon of the central mid-west decides to calm down with its bad self.

TGIF My Peeps!

It's Friday! The weather is absolutely gorgeous, illuminations of spring are sprouting up amongst the rural areas, the animals have begun to shed their winter coats, and I am making preparations for my gardening debut!

One of my all time favorite fellow bloggers is Pioneer Woman (as you all I am sure can agree with), she posted a segment on "Raised Vegetable Beds". That was all of the inspiration that I was looking for. You see I am a rookie gardener, I have grown herbs before but only in pots, I have never grown in actual garden. Those massive piles of dirt always looked so overwhelming to me, that I never thought I could possibly handle such an entrepreneurial venture (I consider this arrangement entrepreneurial; I may barter a tomato for, .02 and pair of Aviator Sunglasses).

So when I stumbled upon these rectangular boxes, I was ecstatic! They were just my size, this was going to be excellent for my first ever Garden!

As of now the only plants in the ground were planted on St. Paddy's Day: Potato's and White/Red Onions. Yet I plan on taking the "Bull by the Horns" this weekend, the whole garden will be planted, manicured, and properly groomed for spring. I think I can handle this whole gardening thing, especially come Mid-July when I will be in full blossom.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

What Is The Purpose Of HH Moving Dirt You Ask?

HH has been as busy as a beaver moving dirt! Why? A playhouse for our *please insert baby voice after this point* Little Doodle Bug Baby Boy Precious Angel!



He had to have complete concentration, striving to stay within the orange lines.



Doesn't this picture look like this could be a "Toy Skid Loader", that a little munchkin would love to play with?



He is really beginning to cover some ground now. The machine must be in at least 8ish gear.



I wouldn't think a contraption of this magnitude could be capable of moving massive amounts of soil at such a rapid pace. I do realize that this is going to be HH's first born son, and I know he will be spoiled but, this could an extravagant "Make-Shift Fort".



Oh dear, I think he as fallen asleep behind the wheel.



Ty (the observant doggier )will make sure that this colossal gadget stays on track; being careful that this machine does not get to close to the outlined area.



Too late, I think HH has gotten to close for comfort! Ty's not scared she will take on this fierce looking machine! She wants this "Play House" to the best in all of S.5-T.49N-R.20W!



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: It would be so cool if this was going to be a humgo "Fort"! False Alarm! The farmstead has other plans in mind for this area. Hmmmmmmmm

It Finally Happened!

The moment that we have been waiting for has finally arrived! You know when you have preconceived expectations about a certain situation. For instance; You desire a luscious summertime treat, and when you see a scrumptious Lemon Torte setting on the counter, you have escalated hopes of deliciousness! Well, last night I experienced my first encounter of that "supreme high".

For the last 21 weeks 6 days and 17 hours and 6 minutes, I have been contemplating when I would feel the Baby Boy kick for the first time! I pictured many different scenario's of this up and coming event;

Maybe I would be strolling around a fashionable boutique attempting to fit my booty into some "regular sized" clothes, when I would feel a gentle tap on my belly, "Momma, who are you kidding! You can't squeeze into those clothes anymore" Tap, Tap on the belly.

Perhaps I would be gorging myself with many slices of Bruschetta. Then I would experience a light twitching inside my belly. "Mom, I'm full already! Quit eating so much!" A tender twitch, twitch against my tummy.

How about, I might be standing in the field watching the FB's (Farm Boy's) plow the fields, when I would feel a slight squirming within my mid-section "Don't just stand there mommy, help daddy in the field" The soft squirming was felt.

However irrational my hypothesis, I sincerely believed that this magically moment would happen at the most opportune time, when something major was taking place. Nope, mommy was wrong.

Let me set the scene: It was approximately 8:30ish in the evening, I was nestled in the comfort of my own bed (HH was still in the field diligently working). I was just finishing up on my nightly routine (I *heart* belly bars), had began reading one of my "Everything You Need To Know About A Baby, That No Other Reading Will Ever Teach You" paperback, all of my soothing instrumentals were alleviating my eardrums, when it happened: There was a full blown strategical attack against his mommas belly: WABAM! WHACK! I throw up the covers, what in tarnation just happened? Little man had definitely just made his appearance known to his mommy! It was not a sutle tingling sensation that I had anticipated, it was a full fledged show me your muscles kick!

At least we can now assume that he will be a strong Lil Farmer! His daddy was so proud! Mommy is still recovering!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

That's Right You All Get A Belly Shot!!!!!

I have debated over posting this picture for quite sometime (I took it 36 hours ago), it wasn't until recently that I have decided to grow a set of gonads and show my tummy to you, the selected 5 loyal readers. Eventually I plan to even post a picture right side up! Eventually!



Please strictly focus on the selected belly area! Not the fact that I am considerably albino right now (concentrate on the midsection), or that my hair is in desperate need of a 7 color highlight (eyes only on the stomach), or that my muscles look like I could single handily move The Statue Of Liberty (please focus my peeps), yet if you want to peer at the Cacti behind me, you do have my permission!



These are the cutest John Deere Onesies! Uncle Bert brought them back, from Waterloo, Iowa, especially for Baby Boy. Little man will look absolutely precious in them. You know we will take tons of pictures of him wearing his Green and Yellow. Thanks Uncle Bert your the best!!!!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF's favorite maternity attire at this certain moment in time is gaucho's pants. The woman (this maybe be an extremely sexiest statement, yet we all know a 9.5 month along pregnant woman had to have thought up this concept, Amen!) who invented loose waist bands should be honored yearly, (for pete sakes we acknowledge a member the rodent family once a year). Excuse my sassiness

Room Renovation!!!

Since this has proven to be an on going project, that I really don't see us finishing up until precisely August 28, 2009, or until our little man decides that he is ready to met his family. I will guarantee that we will continue to add as much detail as we can possibly squeeze into a 13.5 x 13.5 area. Thus the race to finish line has begun!

Can you tell what the blobs are that amongst the lush green grass? Use your imagination people.....



Do you see the little turtle stepping stool that is placed right in front of the tables claw, just to your left of the paint. Well, that was the inspiration for this whole nursery theme. It was all from my youngest brother's turtle stepping stool, that was given to him as a gift when he was just a innocent miniaturized toddler.



Meet my mother, she is the "Artist" behind this whole Farming Picturesque Collage. Here she has begun inserting the meticulous details that will make these portraits so special. It is all about the minute details.



We fortunately finished all of the voluminous items. Now all we need to go is go back next week to fill in all tiny authentic designs. This is so exciting! I know Baby Boy will love his new nursery. Thanks Grandma for all of your hard work!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

This What Our Room Looked Like Before 14 Different Colors Of Paint!

Welcome to our nursery! Well soon to be our nursery! I wanted to make sure to give you all of the before pictures, prior to our extreme nursery makeover.



We transformed about half of the room last weekend, so to even look at these pictures now seems alittle funny.



We literally had a blank canvas to work with, all of the walls in the once "spare bedroom", were left white when we moved in 2 years ago.



Now I believe their are 7 different colors on the walls thus far. And Boy Oh Boy, does it look absolutely adorable! Everything was drawn out free hand, so our little guy would have a "One Of A Kind Bedroom".

We are going with a Barn/Farm Yard Theme. That way the room will have a mixture of mommy and daddy's two hobbies/lifestyles to fall asleep to nightly (I really hope this doesn't cause any sociological problems with serve fears of horses or tractors in the future).

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Happy Easter......

PREGNANCY Q & A & More!

PREGNANCY Q & A & more!

Q: Should I have a baby after 35?
A: No, 35 children is enough.

Q : I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?
A: With any luck, right after he finishes college.

Q : What is the most reliable method to determine a baby's sex?
A: Childbirth.

Q: My wife is five months pregnant and so moody that sometimes she's borderline irrational.
A: So what's your question?

Q : My childbirth instructor says it's not pain I'll feel during labor, but pressure. Is she right?
A: Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air current.

Q: When is the best time to get an epidural?
A: Right after you find out you're pregnant.

Q : Is there any reason I have to be in the delivery room while my wife is in labor?
A: Not unless the word 'alimony' means anything to you.

Q: Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?
A: Yes, pregnancy. ;

Q : Do I have to have a baby shower?
A: Not if you change the baby's diaper very quickly.

Q : Our baby was born last week. When will my wife begin to feel and act normal again?
A: When the kids are in college.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

The farmstead is getting ready to embark on a magnificent journey. A journey by trial and error, yet never the less a journey. This however, will definitely be an adventure of educational value.

We are going to begin painting the nursery this weekend. After hours of debate, we concluded that we needed to begin painting on the "Holiest Of Weekends" (a gathering of the farmstead klan in a 182 square foot room, attempting to create a colliage; we may need all of the help from above that we can get). So yes, this Easter weekend, we will be painting the nursery. So prepare yourselves for numerous updated ramblings for the next few days.

HH and I just came back from the paint store, we have approximately 14 different and unique shades of paint. We will be using these to embellish many free-lance features that will make our Baby Boy's Room Absolutely PERFECT!

Or we will be at the paint store again next week, beginning on a brand new canvas. Lets hope for the best.....

Baby Boy Was Stoked To Recieve Presents From His Cousins!

Whenever we see the Big Brown UPS Truck strolling down the gravel road, my adrenaline begins to soar, my pulse speeds up, and little sweat beads begin to form. Presents? Yes, I really do get that wound up when a tiny package arrives at the farmstead door step. Perhaps, it is because I have had such a hard time finding adorable Baby Boys cloths? So when I do find the "buy" of the century, look out. No one stands between a pregnant woman and her fast approaching Big Brown UPS Truck!

To my surprise, yesterday evening I was greeted by my man in brown (I track all packages so I know when they will arrive, and I wasn't expecting this one)! So immediately my hormones took over my body, I thanked my man in brown and darted into the homestead. I checked out the return address, it was from his favorite cousins in the North land.



How cute are those little cowboy boot booties? I love that they are in ever color! He can wear those everyday of the week that ends in y; when he gets older! There was also little man's tractor shirt, that I thought was absolutely adorable.

I just so happens that my sister-in-law loves to shop, so when it comes to infant shopping she is in her ultimate realm! This is a woman, that knows what she is shopping for and only purchases the most elite "buys". Baby Boy is very lucky to have such wonderful family. Thanks for all of the cool stuff!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

The Name Game.....

Since the expected elaboration of the gender for our new arrival, we have decided to kick start "Operation Baby Bonanza". I have to admit, this is probably one of the most exhilarating expeditions that our family has ever encountered. We have began looking at nursery decor options, child safety devices, maternity apparel (mama's get'n big), crib designs, must have registry items, Halloween customs for a baby boy (he will be here just in time), the list really does linger on and on. But the one thing that plagues us day in and day out is.......What shall we call him? After all we will be the naming the handsomest baby boy just north of I-70, that is 17w 6d old today (they grow up so fast).

As a new mother/father you want to name your child a name that he will represent with pride. You fear that if you slip up and call him something controversially easy for his classmate to make fun of him, our baby boy may be tarnished for all of his childhood/adolescence years.

We were focusing on a name were if he wants to be a next generation farmer like his daddy, the name would blend in well. Yet if he wants to be a striving Politician like his grandfather (CRJ), his name would prove powerful. Numerous factors must be taken into consideration in order for this regime to authenticate a successful venture. The pressure is evident!

Once we narrow down our vast margin of two names, the verdict will be announced.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

The Farm Family Is Proud To Announce That They Will Be Having A Baby.......

A Bouncing Baby Boy.......



I know a baby boy would love to ride with his daddy on any kind of Farm Equipment!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: More baby details to be posted tomorrow!

The Smoke Warning Has Been Released!

As I have mentioned in the past, we live in the middle of bum-funked and Egypt; Thus having only afew close neighbors. And yet as citizens of a common address, we all stick together as one unit, a grand team, mono-e-mono. Yet there is an unwritten mutual agreement amongst us, it is along the same lines as what the city folk refer to as "The Neighborhood Watch Program". So when a suspicious presentance comes along, we must for worn our fellow pack. Hence the smoke signals were flaring last weekend.



This was however, a false alarm, it was just my Norwegian kinfolk from the north country.

Now this group of hooligans was interested with two things around the farmstead, the dogs and the grain bins. So to appease their pleasure, I thought we could try to get a postcard picture in front of the bins.

"Come on family lets gather round and get a group picture"


"Time to put all of your loose possessions away. Grandpa, help Grandma please!"


"Mommmmmmmm, Focus!"


"Yeah, it's just not happen'n"


Oh, wait! Here is BDW to the rescue.....He knows how to pose for the camera...



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

What Makes A Pregnant Farmgirl Gitty At Week 16?

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Visitors are meandering around the farmstead, so I must become a generous hostess. Ta Ta for now!

An FYI On FF!

For the past few months, I have been asked/e-mailed a variety of questions over and over again. I decided upon two topic's to deliberate. So lets gets personal here shall we. First Question: What does HH really stand for? Second Question: How long have you been cooking?

First Question: I leave that up to your imagination. I have heard some very creative response's to this one. I am wondering what is your educated guess? Doesn't have to necessarily be logical? I prefer goofy!

Second Question: I began cooking around my Sophomore year of college. Until then I grew up on Hot Pockets and Tombstone Pizza (this could explain my height deprivation, hmmmmm), you see mother dearest wasn't a gourmet connoisseur of even the basic Hamburger Helper cuisine. So unless you could pop it into a microwave you were out of luck.

Looking back, that was an extremely heck'it time in my life. You see in 2002 I was a feisty college bond spazoid with everything on the brain except the realities that I should have been focusing on. It wasn't until the summer of '02 that I choose to purchase a house off campus (no I didn't buy a ferret or a dog, I bought a home), that my world took a turn for an unexpected change! I was forced to grow up fast!This would be the appropriate equation: FF + 4 roommates + 2 dogs + 3 horses - parents 500 miles away = Huge Reality Check.

Not to mention that 4 of those roommates (me included), decided to go on an extensive diet that summer. You see, my roommates were two of my dearest girlfriends along with my brother and his girlfriend (weird combination I know, but I bet you can guess who wanted to lose some poundage). Anyhoo, we elected not to eat fast food only healthy home cooked meals. Thus, encouraging us to try new recipes and experimenting in the kitchen. That is where it all began! I have been taste-testing ever since!

Have a Lovely Day,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF enjoy's all of the e-mail questions that she recieves! And plans on posting more questions & answer sessions at a later time.

Free Personality Test! I am Sucker For These Things!

To Take Your Own Personality Test Click Here! I found this test over at One Fabulous Mom, who may I add is due with their second child very soon. So exciting! Congratulations!

My personality type:

Enthusiastic, idealistic and creative. Able to do almost anything that interests them. Great people skills. Need to live life in accordance with their inner values. Excited by new ideas, but bored with details. Open-minded and flexible, with a broad range of interests and abilities.

Careers that could fit you include:

Actors, journalists, writers, musicians, painters, consultants, psychologists, psychiatrists, entrepreneurs, teachers, counselors, politicians, diplomats, television reporters, marketers, scientists, sales representatives, artists, clergy, public relations, social scientists, social workers.

I was surprised to find that my results where a quarter accurate. Yet since this quiz came to light, I have decided that I shall load up HH, our 2 dogs and 3 horses begin a transformation to move cross country. Due primarily to the fact that I am apparently confidant enough to become an aspiring actress. This farm girl would love rub elbows with the American Elite.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Due to the overwhelming response to the theatrical practice, FF has decided to stay amongst her roots and enjoy the life's natural pleasures. Such as a rodeo reunion last weekend! Lots and Lots of Pictures to come!

A Belly Bump At Week 15!

Pregnancy Week 15:
You obviously made it to
home, congrats! Your baby
is the size of a baseball.
Compliments of www.hisboyscanswim.com

Our growing baby now measures about 4 inches long, crown to rump, and weighs in at about 2 1/2 ounces. The bouncing baby's legs are growing longer than his/her arms now, and can move all of their joints and limbs. Although their eyelids are still fused shut, she can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at my tummy, for instance, the baby is likely to move away from the beam. There's not much for our baby to taste at this point, but she/he is forming taste buds. Can you believe all of this is going on inside of me this week. What really amazes me is, I don't feel any of it!

For the past 15 weeks HH's life has spun into whirl wind of change. Becoming a first time daddy is a very complex, rigorous, elaborate, sophisticated, scale of emotions that one must endure. This is a position that HH has been taking very seriously, as you can imagine. So to encourage father daughter/son bonding time, for past few weeks we have begun a nightly ritual of sorts. Since the baby is able to hear (at least that is what the massive library collection of books that I have read have been telling me) voices already, you are strongly inspired to talk frequently to your belly. So in the evenings right after dusk, HH and I turn off of the T.V.'s, Radio, Explain to the dogs and other wildlife that it is time to use their quiet voices, and then we lay on our bed and discuss our day. Pure silence is exerted except for the echo of our voices. I find that it has been a wonderful way for us to get caught up with each of our daily activities. With the added bonus of the baby, getting familiar with mommy and daddy's voice.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously


Program Note: FF is trying to do as many positively productive voice extremities with the family, for a hopeful extended period of time. Well knowing however, that planting season is right around the corner, and the unpredictable central mid-west weather can take a toll on a farmers emotions. Often times provoking elevated words such as: Gosh Darn, Gesh, Fudge, Oh Wiener Schnitzel, the usual hyped up language.

Please Chant After Me "We Feel Like #1, We Feel Like #1"!

Yep, that's how those Missouri Tiger's Roll! I am proud to say that we dominated the #4 Ranked Sooners: Missouri 73, OU 64. So that means that Mizzou finished the season 18-0 at Mizzou Arena. Believe it or not, this is not the first time the Men's Basketball Team has had such a successful season; Infact, it hasn't been since HH was on the court schooling all of the players in the Big 12 Intermural Region. AH, those were the good ol' days (just ask him, he would be glad to elaborate). You see HH had some real game (basketball game, you silly readers!) back in the day. He defied the phrase in College that "White Boy's Could Indeed Jump". And despite his thriving basketball legacy, he choose to come back to the farmstead and play in the dirt. I love a man that isn't afraid to get dirty!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: If you look really closely under the right arm pit of Leo Lyons, you will a certain dark haired CED from Pettis County who was at the game last night cheering on his Alma-Mater. Picture is courtesy of ESPN.com

We Interupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program For......

Have you ever experienced one of "those moments"! You know the ones, where you wish you could have a "take back, with no returns"! Yeah one of those situations. Well. I personally have never encountered that!

Today was the big day when we were going to be able to hear the babies heart beat for the first time. Both us walked into the hospital with our heads held high, gleaming from ear to ear (beaming the way that first time expectant parents do), because we were about to encounter another milestone in our pregnancy.

Since this is the Chinese year of Rabbit, reproduction levels are at an all time high. Thus the waiting period can take quite some time before you are able to visit with your Certified Nurse Midwife. This did not phase HH and I, we had all the time in the world, as long we were able to hear that pidder-patter, we were content.

Now when you are anxious about a situation that is about happen, you tend to get in a "zone". While in this trance, you gaze off into the distance almost starry eyed, you really don't move all that much, and you have a tendency to speak in a high pitched voice (ok, maybe I am the only that does this, bear with me). Considering the circumstances, this behavior went on for....well I lost track time.

Then we heard my name echoed throughout the massive waiting area. We both jumped up (like we getting an electric zap from a hot shocker), HH kept moving a constant pace towards towards the door, I however, could not. You see, since I had decided to go into my "happy place" and not move for that substantial time frame, my right foot was asleep. I'm talking numb to the world my peeps! I took an exasperating step forward with nothing to hold myself up, but a wobbly limb. So naturally, I did the only thing that I am now accustomed too, I tucked and rolled, BABY. Well, at least this time I was already at a medical facility.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Tomorrow is the big day when we reveal Our Baking Extravaganza, with our mystery guest. I am so excited to display all of our masterpieces, prepared to be tantalized!

Innocent Until Proven Guilty!

Pregnancy Week 13:
Need some gas? Your wife has
some. Your baby is now the
size of the gas cap on your car.

Compliments of www.hisboyscanswim.com

As you can see I have decided to keep the masculine heading, that has been so straight forward from a male perspective. Because quite frankly, it amuses me more then the "fruit growth" does.

Uff-da, this has been an extremely diligent week for me and my bundle of love (not HH, the baby). We have been developing her/his vocal cords,(The verdict is still being deliberated on whether or not this is going to be beneficial). Vocal Cords already? I would have speculated that these darling "cooing mums" were to be matured near the end of the pregnancy. It really is quite fascinating to me, to experience the growth a this tiny being week-by-week. I am literally chomping at the bite to met this extravagant little buddy. In my mind, I explore numerous different avenues of what he/she is going to look like. Will the dominating facial features of my family play a key roll or will HH's robust characteristics shine through or even a charming little aray of us both? The anticipation is so exhilarating!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF is nether confirming or denying the previous claim that has been mentioned during the first portion of this exert.

Oh Me Oh My, What's In My Purse I Shall Never Lie!

Shall we play a game? A game called "Who ever tagged you, you have to send them your purse (I will allow you to keep the innards, unless you have a to-die-for-clutch please send that to me as well)?". I have decided to change the rules of the game, since these ladies have some fabulous purses. And frankly, would match my wardrobe quite nicely. With all important rules established, lets move forward.

Oops, did I forget to mention here are the real rules for the tag: I was tagged by the Lovely Miller Racing Family, please do check out their blogesphere!
1. Post a picture of whatever bag you are wearing today - not last weekend when you and your hubby went out to that fabulous restaurant. No cheating!!!
2. Tell us how much it cost. This is a no-judgment zone -- there will be no ridiculing or eye rolling here. And, if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, I'd love to hear it.
3. Now tag some fellow bloggers and link back to this post so people know why you are posting pictures of your bag.

Here are the innards of my lovely bag:




1. I very versatile wallet, that doubles a clutch
2. Racheal Ray Magazine and Potter Barn Magazine
3. Cutz Kleenex's
4. Phone
5. Chap Stick/Lip Balm/Glisting Agent
6. Shimmery Mirror
7. Actual Receipt For The Purse (It was a Christmas Present to myself)
8. More Reciepts, Proof That I Do Stimulate The Economy On A Regular Basis
9. Old Peddy Reminder, That I Need To Throw Away
10. The Most Important Part: New Arrival Picture Of My Niece Khloe

Here are the victims that I have choice to tag, be sure to check out their blogs:

Mrs. Holly Lane : Who always accessorizes with extreme class.

Kelly: Who always keep me up to date with the latest happenings in the farming community.

My Three Sons: Who is one of the busiest mama's I know (well blog know), yet has such a wonderfully positive attitude.

Kari: Continually keeps everyone involved with the ongoing events of our local MVC Rodeo.

Bree: Who never gives up in the kitchen, and always striving to cook the perfect meal for her family.



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Have You Ever Seen A Farm Boy Faint?

For the past 3 years or so, I have been living a lie. And this year, my conscience got the better of me, well kind of. You see, for each of the main holiday's, I give HH a card that highlights the vast holiday cheer, the "Happy Birthday Honey Card", "Merry Christmas Naughty Elf Card", "Happy Valentines Day Spanky", you all know the drill. Well instead of getting a new card every year, I just recycle them. As soon as he finishes reading the card, I tuck it in my secret hiding spot for use the following year. This has been a continual game for me for quite sometime now, to the point of sheer humor when I present it to him. You must keep in mind, he has no clue that I am doing this.

Well this year, I made a boo boo. I gave him the Christmas Card instead of the Valentines Day Card (I should have looked closer, both have white and red, darn it). My plot was severely compromised, so I decided that it was time for me to give in and tell HH the truth about my double "greeting" life.

"Honey, those people at the store must have forgotten to switch out the Christmas Cards for the Valentines Day Cards."


Ok so I panicked and upon proper rationalization came to the conclusion that I must buy my way out of this particular situation. I am sure you all have heard the saying "A way to a man's heart is threw is stomach", I have heard that this hypothesis was one of great success. With that beginning said, my farm boy was presented, was a mountain of meat! Because I know that HH's absolute favorite dinner is steak, with a side of potato's and corn. Thus on this Lovey Dovey Day, I decided to splurge and buy him the "God" of all meats. So if you see this albino farm boy meandering around the countryside, be sure to stop and ask him if he enjoyed his fabulous gift, yet please keep mum about the the whole "Card Thing".

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

May Cupid's Aim Be Accurate!

Well today's the big day! The day when we express our unconditional love for our significant others and loved ones. This day may even contribute an added bonus (flowers, candies, romantic dinner, maybe even some bling), into your relationship. Whatever your fancy, Have a Wonderful Valentines Day, from all of our at the farmstead!

Happy V-Day,
Farming Fabulously

Our Bundle Of Joy Is 12 Weeks Along!

Which means that I am nearing the end of the first trimester already, can you believe it? Time sure does fly when your sleeping half the day away (to be exact, I am only awake from 5:30AM till 7:30PM unless you count the 14 times I have to wake up and use the powder room).

I have developed a rather unusual circumstance that has began to occur on a regular basis. It is either a horrible case of allergies or I have a constant tickle in my nostrils that is forcing me to sneeze and perpetually blow my snout. You know it's bad when you are attempting to have a conversion with someone and you gradually catch their eyes slowly cross, because they have turned their focus on your shiny, bright red, snoz. Oh the agony! Mommy needs to buy more makeup!

Here is another glimpse of just how big our munchkin is this week, the pleasant version..


Or if you couldn't get enough of a visually before, here is the masculine adaptation...






Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

I Have Developed My First Baby Complex!

Pregnancy Week 11:
Fore! The next time you swing
your golf club, know your baby
is about the size of a golf ball.
On behalf of: www.hisboyscanswim.com


Yesterday the weather outside was absolutely gorgeous! So I couldn't help but develop a gitty urge to run some laps around the countryside, or so I thought. I blew off the spiderwebs/dust from my running attire, and I was ready to hit the pavement, or shall I say gravel? Anyhoo, I was pumped, my adrenalin was soring, the two doggies were jumping up and down with excitement, nothing was going to spoil my first run of the New Year!

I always start out slow and build my pace gradually as I go. Beginning with a rapid walk while stretching, then eventually ending with a constant jog, or as I prefer to refer to it as a full blown sprinting motion. Well, I was escalating my pace into a forward trot, when it happened. I began picturing my precious, sweet, innocent, delicate baby, (who is beginning to grow nails this week)bouncing around my belly like a pin ball. IT WAS A HORRIBLE IMAGE! So I immediately slammed on the brakes, and started gently caressing my tummy, vowing never to run again for the next 7 months. Now I consider myself to have a rather laid back attitude towards everything in life, never getting to excited about anything. So after this incident, I decided that the best possible outcome would be for me to go into the house and sleep it off (it was beginning to get dark anyway). Have any of you mothers/fathers ever experienced any bizarre thoughts like this?

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously



Program Note: FF has now came to terms with this unfortunate incident, and has vowed to walk twice as far, at a increased elaborate stroll.

M-I-Z----------Z-O-U!

Normally I do not chit-chat to you all about sports teams (unless I'm discussing my legendary Green Bay Packers), or any type of athletic events (contrary to world renowned G.B.P), and even specific entertainment purposes that pertain to masculine sweaty men (with the exception all players in Lambeau Field), because frankly I just prefer not to speak a peep about the subject. I consider myself to be a bubbly sports "Freak" presay, yet I simply decide to keep mum on the topic. Well that is until now!

Last evening The Missouri Tigers played #17 ranked Texas Longhorns, in basketball. Now the Tigers were predicted to fail miserably, I believe the phase was "There is no chance in the HE-double-hockey-sticks, that MIZZZOU could beat the almighty Longhorns". Well the critics reluctantly ate their words. Because we kicked booty! Go MIZZOU!

You see, the University of Missouri is HH's alma mater. He bleeds gold and black, a real die hard if you will. Whenever there is a MU game on, I can guarantee that every tractor at the farmstead (Actually I would be willing to bet the every tractor in Saline County) will be tuned onto the game.

Do you want to know a close personal secret? This information is only known within the farming "Cliques", and must never be discussed amongst the city folk. But the next time you are driving down a country road and see a tractor or combine coming towards you, be sure to quickly gaze into your rear view mirror. Because if you look closely, you could see a little orange and black Tiger Tail swaying in the wind. Yep that's right, every farmer in our county proudly flies the Tiger Tail from the rear of their tractors and combines. These farmers really do know how to represent! SHHHHH, You never heard it from me!

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF stole the photo above from ESPN.com , for more photos and to see the score of the game, visit this site.

The Fuzzy Little Rodent Saw His Shadow!

Happy Groundhogs Day!!!! Since I must prepare for 6 more weeks of winter, I will have to post my Crock Pot recipe this afternoon.

Have a Lovely Day,
Farming Fabulously

We Are Now At The 10 Week Mark..

Can you believe that we actually have a picture of our little one already? I mean, he/she is only about the size of a prune, yet apparently has the energy level of a jumbo squid. You see, we were able to watch our kiddo kicking his/her legs and arms, dancing around like a petite trapeze artist embellishing the lime light. I have a hard time comprehending that something so tiny has so many features/characteristics already, isn't that baffling?

I have a confession to make, I *pinky swear* have already put the picture in a frame and placed it on the mantel by our bed. Is that normal or obsessive compulsive, I guess you be the judge? I can't help it I guess, I love my little alien baby (I confirmed with the Doctor, they all look like aliens at this stage of the game), besides maybe my nesting hormones are beginning to take over my subconscious forcing me to do these tedious things? What ever common rationalization is behind my new behavior, I like it. Please excuse me, but I must return to my kitchen, I only have 17 more Super Bowl Appitizers that I must prepare in a timely fashion.*Gulp*

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Only 30 more weeks to go, unless you are siding with HH who is bound and determined that I can keep this baby nestled until 09-09-09. Lets not place any money on that though shall we.

Breaking News, Literally!

For the last few months, HH has decided that he needed to inflict pain on himself. Well not on purpose, the cards have just been dealt to him that way. He has been fighting a cold, a minute issue with continuous back spasm and a pregnant wife who believes that they need to hire a phychic to predict the sex of the baby because she is extremely impatient. The boy has had it rough! So when this minor event took place, it really did just seem, almost fitting, well in an unthoughtful sense.


You see, HH has his own bathroom/mudroom area in the house where he can have his own manly cleanup space. Well when you misjudge the depth perception, of the extact circumference, of the precise radius that your nose is away from the door, then attempt to shut it. Bad things can happen.



We think it is only broke in four places, so it should heal nicely in a couple of weeks.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Lets rewind this fictional masterpiece to enhance, perhaps a more diverse synopsis. With an alarming emphasis on the pregnant wife who, just wanted a jar of pickled ginger. And was severely disdained that the outcome had to end so ruthlessly. Yet in hopes that next time, the carving would be met in a more promptly manor. Don't mess with a prego, who has carvings.


*I kid* *I kid*, I could never even hurt a flee. Unless?

Week 9, Already?

At week 9 we are this big.......



So I promised myself that I would only talk about our pregnancy once a week. And today is that lustrous day. Thus far, I have had no problems with carrying our little bundle of pure bliss. No typical puking/dry heaving (pardon my language), No delusional states, No massive food carvings, No aggressive mood swings (at least that HH has told me? Yet, he may be frightened to mention it? I kid), No intense smells, Nada, Nothing. Well except, one minor set back that has occurred in our daily routine; that is, I tend to become so sleepy at times. Now this only occurs at night, I still wake up at 5:30 every morning with no problem, work my booty off all day and I am still A-OK. But when 7:00 p.m. rolls around, I may as well throw my white hankie in the air and call it a night. Is this normal? Or is this a "first pregnancy, all in your head silly", situation? All I want to do is cuddle into a cocoon and hibernate for 12 hours of the day. Pictured below is where I reside each evening......


Thank goodness, BDW and SMS gave us a lovely duvet cover for Christmas! I couldn't even imagine snuggling up into anything else at 6:30 (Or maybe 5:30, or heck, when the sun goes down) each night.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Another Snowmobiling Expedition!

Since I was unable to attend this years snowmobile shindig, I have to live vicariously through HH's pictures that he shared with me. So keep in mind the story you are about to read is fact, with no exaggerations attached to it what so ever.

It was a cool, brisk, windy morning in the "Corn Belt Region". The FB's were geared up and ready to hit the freshly groomed trails. Yet, since there are no wind barrier in Iowa, if you are not careful, you easily could be blown from Illinois to Nebraska in mear milla-seconds. That is unless you brake down. How many FB's does it take to properly fix a Snowmobile.





After approximately 3.47 minutes of banging, pounding, and afew choice happy words, the FB's were back in action! Next order of business was to gather up the posse and find the nearest pub to debate a logical discussion on which trail they need to attempt next.





Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Have You Ever Seen Such?

Because -3 degrees just isn't cold enough, HH decided that he needed to go play up north for awhile. So he rounded up his posse's of men and hit the road.



It really is baffling to me, how many of these snowmobile riders congregate around their pure enthusiastic drive. The sure "Rush" of adrenaline, must be completely exhilarating, to continue this repetitious behavior. Yet who am I kidding, I grew up with a certain rough stock rider my whole life and to allude the thrill vs. danger, is unparalleled. You pursue your desire.




I believe that they are "psyching themselves up" for the inevitable ride of a lifetime. That final pep talk, to really get the blood pumping. Or perhaps, debating on whether a warm latte or mocha beverage would be more satisfying.



I sure wouldn't want to be behind this wave pool. Chilly.


Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Photo's are complimentary of HH's super photography skills.

It's Offical.......

We are pregnant!! Isn't that the absolute best news since sliced Brie? I want to drive to Himalayan Mountains and yell throughout the mountain tops "I am going to be a farm momma!" *now dancing a slight jig*

Call me loco, but I have done 180 degree turn, you see for the past 27 years I have; over exerted myself, withstanding constant conditioning, and at times excruciating aerobic activity, all of this to maintain a physically-fit-physique. I was always striving to keep myself in prime form, attempting to exceed my natural frame. Now let me ask you this my dear friends. Why, Oh why, do I all of a sudden want a big round belly so badly? I even find that when I am standing up having a causal conversion with someone, that I almost unconsciously arch my back and instantly put hand on my hip. Like I am effortlessly trying to hold up this 56 lb tummy. When in reality our little bundle of joy is this big......



Please excuse me while I go lay down, and eat a bag of Chex-Mix.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF is not a procrastinator by nature, thus gaining the Doctor recommended 20-25 pounds as rapidly as possible. FF does what she can after all, for the baby's sake of course.

New Addition!!!

On January 12, 2009 Khloe Catherine was born! Is she a tiny little peanut or what? She is the daughter of Derek and Jenna, the baby sister to big brother Blake, and the niece to HH and I. The 411 is; she is a very content, quiet, subdued, and most important, sleepy baby (thus this observation is concluded after the first day of her life, irrelevant? perhaps). This petite, pint-sized, beauty is so delicate. I am a proud auntie...

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF really does not understand way big brother is palming her head like he would a mini-basketball?

Introduction Into The Grocery Business?

I frequently chatter to my imaginary bloggers about the family farming operation, but today lets talk me. Or better yet, my unexposed side of the family. Too narrow it down even farther, lets discuss my baby brother Derek, who is a whopping one year my junior.

Derek is being molded to run the forth generation family grocery franchise (another family in town just hit a generation land mark as well), in the land where their is seldom any heat.


Too show up the older generations, Baby Bro has decided to take on a remodeling project that is extraordinary, to say the least. He has revealed plans to completely change the entire layout of the speciality stores and expanding the grocery and dining areas. When we were visiting they were clearing out massive amounts of inventory in order to begin the construction process.

Fabulously Remodeling Phase Has Begun







Here is my grandfather looking rather calm and collected; and whom has complete faith in Derek to take grocery business up a whole nother level.


I can not wait to see the final outcome! This has become a very inspiring venture, great job Derek.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Meet Blake, He Is "The Little Man Of The Family"!

Blake is our nephew, he is 3 years old now and he loves to get spoiled. You see, Blake is the only great-grandchild in the family (all of the grandchildren pictured above). So, we must shower him with gifts when ever we see him. Amongst Blake's many gifts that he received this year was; a giant poster of HH driving the John Deere Combine, it read "My uncle Trafton drives a combine", also stickers of the combine and BIL maneuvering the sprayer (you see, Blake and his family are citified and have never seen any of the farming equipment that the farmstead uses.), Helmet Hero's (one of those loud machines that drive parents crazy, I know that we will regret that one day), and a massive dinosaur, that yells, and moves, and picks up bones and throws them at you.



"Uncle Kiel, that dinosaur is scary," slight hesitation "but I like it", with a hint of mischievous laughter.

Always a kid at heart.....

Guess who can kick booty in bowling?




Sincerely,
FArming Fabulously

Because Jennifer Is The Winner...

A Few weeks ago, Jennifer was the big winner of the "Wisconsin Cheesehead" give-away. Although she had some stiff competition (two other competitors), it was her name that HH picked out of a hat to win. The excitement was evident!


Well Jennifer was kind enough to send pictures of her munchkins, boastfully wearing a hunk of cheese on their heads. Look at them grinning from ear to ear and pretentiously saying "Go Packers", into the camera. *I'm so proud, a single tear is currently streaming down my left cheek as I type*



Check out Chase's gorgeous red hair (picture above), and I just happen to know another youngster Ryan that also has lovely red locks. Sorry, I have a tendency to obsess over the dominate volcanic color of hair. It's just so, striking..


And back to the topic at hand.....

What about this little princess, she knows how to strike pose. How adorable is she?Do you think her favorite is pink or green and gold? Debatable.

"Give me the cheese boy, and no one else has to get licked"


Since the kiddo's were all dressed in appropriate attire, it was only logical that Fido would get a costume as well.


Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Look Who I Found Cuddling Around The Christmas Tree!

Check out these young bucks! I caught them creeping around the farmstead, looking for the mistletoe. Even though they are great-grandparents now, they are still feeling as frisky as ever. You really have to keep an eye on them.

They came out to the farmstead to check out our John Deere Village, over the holiday season. And to make sure that HH and I are displaying all of our lustrous quilts (Grandma "Jones" pieces together with love), appropriately. I did not realize how much TLC goes into quilts, until I married into a family were you are born with a thimble on your finger. Hence, I have learned numerous things that you are not supposed to do to quilts; to spare you the humiliation and guilt I will share some of those situations with you.

1. If you are sitting on a bed that is covered with a "quality" quilt, do not slide your booty around on top of it. Gently pick up your rear end and move it off of the designated area. If you slide, you risk pulling on the threads of the quilt and thus, making the pin holes loose.

2. Keep your quilts in a shaded location. Otherwise, just like ensembles in gorgeous little boutique windows, they will fad and be worthless.

3. Well, I have only those two oops-a-daisy's. But give me time, since the learning curve is continual, it is only a matter of time until I am bound to absorb another lesson.

Attempting to keep the blood pressure low, for quality quilters everywhere,
Farming Fabulously

Mono-e-Mono!

The battle of testosterone has begun! The FB's (Farm Boy's) took to the Great Lakes to embark on some snowmobiling scrimmages. Can you feel the adrenaline rush leaping out at you through the roar of the engines?

These FB's only sport the Arctic Cat brand of equipment, simply because it is the "elite" trademark of the Corn Belt society. The FB's are hip like that.

Displayed are two races, both of which I was taping and both of which I began to develop hypothermia. Hence, the severe shaking of the camera. So if you have a weak tolerance to "a cruise ship type swaying", I would suggest that you do not hit the play button.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: FF really does not sound like a raspy chipmunk!

"Nobody Know's The Pain I'm In!" HH's new theme song.

Now that HH has begun his recovering process, I find it acceptable to chat with you all about how he has got himself in this bedridden predicament. If you recall, we have been in the north country for the past few weeks, gallivanting amongst the snow Moguls, observing the vast pearl landscape, and racing the mobiles across the "Great Lakes". So it is safe to say that our lifestyle, was nothing short of an intense self beating. Yes, we knowingly inflicted pain on ourselves. And no, we do not smoke the wacky weed or inhale fingernail polish, we simply do it for the pure adrenaline rush. And the pure desire to win 2008 snowmobile championship race. Can you see where I am leading you with this??

HH however, knows no pain! He stares fear straight in the eyes and laughs; we are a talking one tough cupcake here people.

After we returned home from our masculine adventure, the FB's (Farm Boy's) were taking the snowmobiles out of the trailer with a wheel pulley instrument (?). BIL was moving the last machine down when it happened! HH was walking across the wash rack, when, he instantly fell to the ground. He did not trip, there was no twisting of the knee, he was simply walking and a jolt of excruciating pain went through his lower back and the boy clasped.

Needless to say, I was summoned to take the cripple to the hospital (we are laughing about it now, so I can tease him freely). Now, I drive a truck with a bit of a lift kit on it (not crazy ghetto lift), and I am approximately 5'4 so I can't always see certain bumps in the road. IT WAS A LONG 7 MINUTES TO THE HOSPITAL.

Once we arrived at the place of enthrallment, HH was immediately hauled into the emergency patient area. Were he was stripped of all of his clothes and wheeled off on a gurney (not a wheel chair, because he could not sit up). I was with him stroking his hair and telling him that I am sure everything will be alright (I watch Greys Antimony, so I knew what to do.). The doc, ran all the appropriate tests and was now discussing the outcome with his fellow medical gurus outside the door. So when we heard them say that "The albino boy in room 23 (HH) might have kidney stones". Ouch! I wonder how he will stare this type of fear in the eyes?

However, HH was misdiagnosed, thankfully he does not have to pass kidney stones. He instead was diagnosed with periodic back spasms. Could this have stemmed down from his hefty snowmobiling customs? Surely not! Anyhoo, his road to recovery entails many pills, excessive sleep, and a significant amount of bon-bons that are accessible in the freezer. And he should be back to normally within no time. He is a real trooper. "Coming with more Bon-Bon's Honey!"

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

And The Winner Of The Authenic Cheesehead Is.....

Drum Role Please........Congratulations Jennifer.......You are now the proud owner of Green Bay Packer memorabilia. Yeah, I am so excited for you. And I know the other two that left comments are very jealous of you right now. Too funny. Your Cheesehead is fling directly to your homestead via my friends at FED-EX. Enjoy and wear with pride.

Congratulations,
Farming Fabulously

There was a bit of an issue that happened at the farmstead this morning, that is why I was unable to post. It was a very serious situation! This particular dilemma, was not something that you should even smirk about. I'm serious. It is not a funny circumstance whats so ever. And as long as I keep telling myself that, I may just eventually believe it! I'm not a bad person! I just found a wee bit of humor in this specific happening to HH. And I do realize that he is in an uncomfortable state right now. BUT, the way it happened...the details following the catastrophe...and eventually the aftermath is just too much for me to handle, I have goofy happy tears streaming down my checks, when I know I should put on my serious nurse face. And if this "thing" would ever happen to me, I would expect nothing less then a chuckle out of him as well. Ah, the agony. Tomorrow I will post in grave detail exactly what traumatized HH.



Perhaps this is Karma telling HH to put up two sloping boards for his ever so humble wife...HHHHHMMMMMMM....

A Sneak Peak Into The Life In The Northwoods

Velkommen!



I meandered my way into town yesterday to explore the shopping district of the Northwoods. Little did I know, that all of the venues would be closed due to the holiday season. So instead of stimulating the northern economy, I decided to give you a minute glimpse into the world of the Norwegian/Swedish lifestyles that lives deep within the veins of each of the kinfolk. So grab your Warhammer and Horns; and lets begin this journey.

Here we have a sign displaying the Muskie Capital Brewery. You will soon begin to see a pattern start to develop....

Even the local golf course has a hint of fishing flair....

Let me present to you Hook Stone Winery....

Local shopping district, that closes during the holidays....

Or how about the Norkse Nook, for some lefse breakfast wraps, A? I love me some homemade lefse; My grandmother so happens to make it and sent us home with 7 packages. It's ok to be jealous...I would be, if someone had lefse and I didn't.

This is where the Lumberjack World Championships take place every summer. Remember that little tid bit of information, because you never know when your local radio station my ask the question "Where does the Lumberjack World Championship take place every year?" You could win a life time supply of Spicy Cheez-Its, if you call in and say "Hayward, Wisconsin; Sir".

In the Northwoods, they even have a display of enlarged sea creature replica's. Can you guess what kind of monstrous fish this is?


Loving my Norwegian Heritage,
Farming Fabulously

Lets Have A Cheesehead Give-Away....

Yeah, it's a "Cheesehead Give-Away" or shall I say "Head-of-Cheese Give-Away". In honor of the new year, I propose a Free Gift of the highest regards. This is not some run of the mill, athletic paraphernalia we are discussing here my peeps. This is a legacy that has been around the tundra since the Vince Lombardi days. When worn, you will be then looked upon as sheer royalty, enough so that utter commoners will drop to there knees bowing at your respectable presents. Really.

So for those of you who were in bed by 10:00 last night and failed to bring the new year with a mighty bang (as I did), go ahead and place your comment. Or those of you the partied your tushes off last evening, while wearing your funky hats, I want to hear your comment too.

Tell me what was your most exciting moment of the 2008 year..Be sure to think long and hard..I want to hear all of the mushy details. Please leave your comments in the comment area below.

Give-Away will end Friday at 9:00pm Central Time. Winner will be announced. There are no disclaimers on this baby. Just a free "Cheesehead"! Why, cause I am cool like that and it is the first day of what is going to be the best year ever. Enough Said.

Celebrating 2009,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: This will be an adult size Head-Of-Cheese. "My the cold front be with you".

My Sincerest Regrets

It is with my deepest sympathy that I must announce that my camera battery has seen its last sunrise; at approximately 2:43 p.m. this afternoon, the electrical unit was pronounced dead at the scene. Thus, I am unable to transmit the blusterous "Snowmobile Race of 2008". However, I will post the race when I return to the county the is currently 25 degrees warmer then the prevalent igloo territory we have established for the past few days. So please bear with me.

I will give you teeny-tiny hint! For the 2008 year, the champion is.......Different from the last 2 previous years...Hmmmm...So you better believe he will be gloating with pride of all of 2009. Great Job! I will post soon I promise.

Regretfully Yours,
Farming Fabulously


Program Note: FF will remind HH to remind her to pack an extra set of batteries when ever traveling outside our accustomed 39 degree radius of the farmstead.

Snowmobilers Start Your Engines, Please...

It was a blistery winter afternoon (0 degrees, not 1 or even -1, straight up 0) in the northwoods, the perfact weather for the ulitamte snow slinging race. I could see the blush of adrenaline begin to rush in FB's (Farm Boy's) faces (or maybe that was the sting of frost bite setting in?). At any rate these FB's were ready to prove their northern man hood, by gearing up and striving to win the prestigious award that is handed out each year. Now this just isn't any Podunk plastic trophy, NO, NO; This is the big kahuna of all honors. This award is the; In your face, I am now snowmobiling king for a whole year and I will remind you of that for the next 364 until we race again Award. They take this very seriously.

Even this youthful whipper-snapper was in on the action....Remember Daring Doug? He is grooming this young lad to be the best in Snow Flinging business. The next "up and coming protege", if you will. Just remember you heard it hear first.


Dreaming of Warm Sunny Beaches,
Farming Fabulously

Video of the race will be posted this afternoon. Right now I have to put on my snowshoes and hike 5 miles up hills both ways, through two feet of snow to get some parsnips from the grocery store. When I return I will post.

Hit'n the Trails And Watching The GB Packers and Racing..

The Northwoods revolves around the Green Bay Packers schedule. Hence, the town shuts down and all of the locals head towards the local brew pubs, to cheer on the Pack and solute them with a chilled mug of Leinenkugel's, A. Thanks to the Football gods, the GB Pack had a triumphant struggling win. If we would have lost, all of our Cheesehead dignity would be gone until the "Rebuilding Process" (I believe that is how Herm refers to it as in the KC area) of next years season would be complete. Yet victorious they were against the now 0 - 16 Lions.

Enough small talk for now, we are expecting 7" of snow today so the sleds are calling our names. It looks so gorgeous outside, with the thick flakes falling everywhere. I even heard, from a little bird, that there will be some snowmobile racing taking place today. Hopefully will be posting the video tomorrow.
Place your bets, here are the competitors:
Terrorizing Trafton

Brutal Bert

Steve O

Jolting Jeremy

Daring Doug
Of whom has asked to keep is image a secret. Frankly because, he competes among the best of the best in snowmobile racing and when it comes to paparazzi (me), he prefers to shy away (however IF he wins you better believe that I will be all up in his business getting snap shots).

May the fastest snowmobile win,
Farming Fabulously

You have till 9:00 pm Central time to place your bet. Please leave your bet in comment box. If you guess the correct winner, you will receive an imaginary pat on the back from me. Good Luck!

How Many Prime Rib's Does It Take To Fill Up A Farm Boy's Belly?

That my friends is the question of the day: How many prime rib's does it take to fill up the FB's Belly? Now if I were a bet'n women, I would probably say around 6 (these Farm Boy's have hefty appetites) prime rib cuts. On the contrary however, I was mistaken. You see, each slice of prime rib was cut to about the length of a Twinkie. A very thick hunk of 100% grade A gourmet quality beef, these boys thought they have died and went to meat and potato heaven. Imagine if you will, mountains of mash potatoes, streams of gravy, and boulders of beef taunting you with pleasurable smells. Ah pure bliss.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Program Note: Lost Land Lake Lodge current prime rib record is 9 devoured. Although the FB's (Farm Boy's) gave it one heck of a try, they could not beat the LLLL championship record.

Christmas # 12 and counting.......

What do you get when you take 55 people (that you only get to see once/twice a year), 2 childern under the age of 3, 2 fisty doggy's, 4 sets of grandparents, 1 cockatoo, appitizers that are loaded with only the best cheese, and packer paraphernalia located throughout the house? Give up? A Wisconsin Christmas. Yep thats right, even fully equiped with 15 inches of snow on the ground and still falling that Christmas day. We had such an incredible time visiting, indugling in all of the goodies, reminiscing about all of the loonie situations that you would get yourself into, and discussing the economic rebound that we are all waiting for. Anyhoo, I wish Christmas was at least 4-5 times year, not for the presents necessarly, but for the bonded of family. I look forward to seeing you all again this spring...

Here are the two that we love to spoil...



Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously


Program Note: Farming Fabulously realizes that this was a rather long post. Yet has decided to cram it all together in order to make room for our continual snowmobile adventures and even a prime rib eating contest that the FB's participated in the northwoods, is still to come.

Celebrating The Holiday Season

Yeah, no more food posts! Kidding, I love food posts! But they were getting old even for me.

We have all made it up to the land of snow, safe and sound. And were ready to start the holiday season off in style. Here is our third Christmas stop of the season, my grandparents. We do not get to come up as often as we would like (considering it is 9 hour drive), so when we do get home it is a real treat. Since all of the cousins have reached the age of either marriage or babies or both, it has driven us a distance apart. And I am the worst culprit of all, living the furthest away. So when we reunite, there is a lot of catching up to do. I really get excited when I get to see this little stinker.



One tradition that we have ever year, is the solute Good O'l Saint Nicholas. We tip our glasses to give thanks for such a wonderful year, of such peace and happiness throughout the family. The unfortunate circumstance is we shoot a shot of "Kiel Smile". Now this is a concoction that was invented by my baby brother, so naturally, there is no alcohol involved.



Looking Forward To The New Year,
Farming Fabulously

Merry Christmas!

These pictures are going to be the Christmas presents that we will be givin to my grandparents this year (hmmmm I wonder what the farm family grandparents will get next year? Shhhh, don't tell). It is a picture of of my grandparents, my mother & father's siblings, and all of my cousins. I am expecting these pictures to be a real tear jerker when we present them. What a beautiful arrangement of color, elaborate cascades, and timelessness, that illustrates these prints. Lucy at Perchhill did an absolutely fantastic job. Can you find me in the picture above? Look closely?

Merry Christmas,
The Farming Family Operation

To see more of Lucy's fabulous collections please click HERE.

All Of The Pretty Christmas Cards

I love *heart* love receiving Christmas Cards! This is our collection that hangs on the side of our refrigerator. It is a collaboration of pictures displaying family and friends, and also an assortment of letters, which depicts each families accomplishments throughout the year. This is our one time of year were we unsuspectingly get to snoop into the lives of the people that are closest to us. And since many of the families are trillions of miles away from the farmstead, we are unable to watch all of the little kiddo's grow big and strong. It is truly baffling how fast they grow up.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

"Ha, Ha, Funny, Funny"

Check Out This Season's Snowmobiles

Here is a preview of the snowmobiles that we will be sporting this winter. The FB's are very excited to go snowmobiling this winter! So to honor their enthusiasm, I decided to post a video blog, to show you all a preview of our winter rides. So if you see these machines gallivanting throughout countryside on a blustery winter day or even see the foreign tracts on the roads, you will know that the Farm Family was out playing in the snow.

I will post an exclusive interview with the FB's either this afternoon or tomorrow A.M. Weather prohibited.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Recuperating after all long GATAKA Day!

Not only was yesterday SMS's (Sugar Mama Sherry's) Date of Birth. It was also our first annual GATAKA Day. The farm family baked tasty treats all weekend in preparation, ran another .3 miles aday to have the proper stamina, and we all wore our Christmas ensembles with pride to hand out our sweets. Each business was given a plateful of bars, cupcakes, and even reindeer cookie's that closely resembled dogs (will post all recipes throughout the week).

Upon entering each establishment, the self reward was so fulfilling! Everyone loves getting gifts, especially gifts made of cocoa. And that is the least we could do, considering each agency has assisted us throughout the year numerously, in one form or another. When you see shear joy enter someone face, you can't help but to beam back with delight. The GATAKA Day will be a continued for years to come.

But what does GATAKA stand for you ask? Please don't judge! We mean it in the up most respect. We will be "Going Around Town And Kiss'n Ass" Day. Excuse my French.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

Happy Belated Birthday SMS!

This is a shout out to SMS...Happy Belated Birthday...Since HH and I were playing Mr. & Mrs. Claus yesterday, in honor of GATAKA Day, I was unable to post. Considering it was SMS's 40th (ish) Birthday, we decided to throw her a shindig. All of the appropriate measures were enforced.

First and foremost, Snow Removal:



Proceeding the snow removal was the champagne, exquisitely festive, with a delicate sugar rim and cranberry chillers for an added garnish. Your focus is solely on the champagne glass's and the farm families happy faces! But what ever you do, blank out the cheerful elf in the green pants.



Following the cocktails, was an elaborate diner; Featuring what else? Steak and potatoes. We encourage the consumption of red meat you see. Got Beef?




Finally, it was time to open the presents: What do you think this farm mama wanted for her Birthday? Well, a Wii Fit of coarse! And what farm mama wants, farm mama gets.



Happy Birthday Sugar Mama Sherry!


Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

I will be announcing the meaning of GATAKA Day this afternoon...

Tomorrow The Farmstead Is Celebrating GATAKA Day.

For the past month, I have been preparing for GATAKA Day. This day is not something that happens over night, preparation is key. The past few days have been a farm family bonding process, numerous ingredients had to be gathered, baking sheets had to be collected, bows had to be precisely tied, and the Tom Jerry's were consistently following throughout. Each of the farm family members makes a delicious desert that is to be handed out (by a certain Mrs. Claus, tomorrow), to show our application for everyone in the community that has been a tremendous support to us throughout the year. Now the farm family has been doing gracious gesture for...well, this is our first year. However, I am certain that it will be a hit.


Take a sneak peak at HH, he is exhausted after putting in a long day of baking.




Happy Holiday's
Farming Fabulously

I know what you are thinking right now,,,What in the holy cow, is GATAKA Day? Well if you have a guess, let me know, leave your comment. The first one to guess correctly will win a prize..Use your imagination..

*Program Note :If you happened to see any of the Farm Family member's tomorrow and you devour one of our many treats, and have an allergic peanut reaction, we are not responsible for any harm that you may have inflicted upon yourself.*

Happy Holiday's!

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Ol'Saint Nicholas summoned SIL elf up to the North Pole early this year, so she is MIA from the festivities. We will have to take extra pic's of SIL riding the snowmobiles to post.

Happy Holiday's,
The Family Farming Operation

Happy Birthday BIL!

Look closely at BIL's wrapping paper. Notice what it is a picture of; It's BIL driving the sprayer. Isn't that fabulous? I was able to go into Picnik and edit the layout of the picture then you choose what you want to make out of it. A friend of mine uses this wrapping paper for each of her grandchildren. Each of the youngsters, gets there picture and own design on the paper, imagine how special they feel with their very own picture is on each of their gifts.

Happy Birthday BIL

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

One Of The Things I Love!