Bleg

FOB (Friend of the Blog) William, is having major surgery tomorrow and will likely spend his Thanksgiving in a hospital bed. Please send a prayer his way tomorrow, m’k? Thanks!

A Message from the President of the United States

Friends, and Fellow-Citizens: The period for a new election of a Citizen, to Administer the Executive government of the United States, being nor far distant, and the time actually arrived, when your thoughts must be employed in designating that person, who is to be cloathed [sic] with that important trust, it appears to me proper, especially as it may conduce to a more distinct expression of the public voice, that I should now apprise you of the resolution I have formed to decline being considered among the number of those, out of whom a choice is to be made.

I beg you, at the same time, to do me the justice to be assured that this resolution has not been taken without a strict regard to all the considerations appertaining to the relation which binds a dutiful citizen to his country; and that in withdrawing the tender of service, which silence in my situation might imply, I am influenced by no diminution of zeal for your future interest, no deficiency of grateful respect for your past kindness, but am supported by a full conviction that the step is compatible with both.

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The Painted Post

Hey y’all, go check out my new friend Kelly’s blog, The Painted Post. You can also find the link in the sidebar.

From her homepage:

There’s a little something on our farm for everyone in my family. I raise goats and love to fantasize that I am a “real farm wife”. You know, one that can milk a cow with one hand tied behind her back or washes sheets on an old washboard in the backyard while the lids on the last batch of canned tomatoes rattle on the stovetop.

Just because I grew up in the heart of Chicago and I don’t have a lick of real farm common sense, doesn’t mean I’m not a farm girl through and through. I have the necessary flock of laying hens (my girls), my own barn, and a lot of imagination.

The truth be told, we are a large hobby farm. Over the years we’ve raised three children on this farm and now, with more time on our hands, my husband and I concentrate on wildlife conservation, getting muddy, and having picnic lunches on a blanket on the ground.

We actually have “real” jobs, but if you define a job as something that gives you pleasure and satisfaction, then farming is our real job.

Pay her a visit. I’m sure you’ll leave with a smile on your face!