Deer JerkyΒ 

  My family loves deer season! We enjoy hunting and eating fresh meat. Deer jerky is especially a favorite of ours. I am very thankful we have a place to hunt and a freezer to store our meat. 

 Here’s how I make Deer Jerky.  I usually use the ham to make ours. First, I trim the meat down and slice it into thin pieces. It helps to partially freeze the meat before slicing it. You can buy jerky various seasonings in your hunting section at Walmart. I’ve also tried jerky recipes on Pinterest too with great success. 

 The meat will need to soak in the seasonings, in a closed container, for 24 hours…..or as directed on the recipe you decide on. Then, remove the meat and pat it dry with a paper towel. On the highest setting in the dehydrator, place the seasoned slices in for approximately 8 hours. (Make sure the pieces of meat don’t touch.) 



 My boys and hubby eat this jerky as fast as I can cook it. The only complaint they have is there never being enough! πŸ˜ƒ 

I hope you enjoy making jerky as much as we enjoy eating it! Happy Hunting! 

~A

#deerhunting #dehydrator #hunting #homesteading 

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Middle School: I’m Out, See YaΒ 

I started something new this week, y’all! (Because, I’m not busy enough I guess! πŸ™„πŸ˜‚) I began subbing at my boys’ school 2-3 days a week. The school contacted me Monday morning for the first time. I worked Monday and again on Friday. Now, I worked in a Christian Daycare for around 10 years so, I can handle 5 and under no problem. I subbed as the break person on Monday and Friday until noon, in preschool. It was awesome! I had fun. The teachers were all very sweet and the children adorable. 

  Well on Friday morning, the middle school called while I was getting ready for work. I told the secretary (aka office administrator lol) that I agreed to work in preschool already. She responded,”ok no problem, she would’ve needed me all day. Thanks anyway etc.” I went on and began giving breaks to prek teachers when the assistant principal came to find me. (Uh oh! 😜) She asked me to call middle school back. They wanted me to finish out the school day, when I left preschool at noon. I called Mrs. V back and agreed to working. 

 Let’s just start with, what was I thinking?!?!?! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I’m use to sweet slobbering babies needing bottles, and helping preschoolers wash their hands. I do teach children ages 0-12 in Children’s Church but, apparently Middle School is the new high school. Please, someone tell me I wasn’t that hormonal and “stylish”! Ha! I just wanted to hug a few of them, and ask if I could help them. (No need for a lawsuit, I didn’t.) My oldest was in middle school last year. His words when I tried explaining some of those “children”, “I tried to warn you, Mom.” He’s right. He did. He knew his momma would want to Momma Hen them all. 


  Bless them, Jesus. I pray that some of their homes aren’t as intimidating, as I imagine them to be. Don’t get me wrong, there were some great kids! There were some very polite ones who showed kindness and respect. The others though, needed someone to show them love. (I can now explain how to get a tattoo with a toothbrush and a guitar string! 😱) You could see it in some of their actions. You could watch it in their eyes and nonchalant attitudes. Parents, please, love your babies. And when your children bring friends over, love them too. These kids need loving guidance. They need supervision and boundaries. Listen to these kids, some are hurting. Some may have never known a parent’s love. One child had lost his Mom. He was trying to be tough but, you could hear the heartache in his voice. Maybe it’s the Children’s Church Leader in me but, those kids stressed me out, and made me want to love and pray for them, all in 3 hours! With that being said, I believe Middle School is not for me. I do believe, I have more kids to put on my prayer list though. I think I’ll pray for them mainly from the Elementary side.

   Middle School: I’m out. πŸ˜‚ In all seriousness though, it’s a great school with staff who love their jobs. I’m excited to get back up there next week. Be kind. Show love. Some have stories we can’t even imagine. It’s a Mission field out there. Be used. 

#Middleschool #substitute #school #Mommahen #missionfield #parenting 
  

Just a Typical DayΒ 

I just thought I’d write about a typical day in my life. This type of day happens on Monday, Tuesday, & Friday’s each week. (Except when I sub at the boys school, which I started on Monday & will work again on Friday. πŸ˜‰) 


 I wake up at 5:40 every weekday and make my husband’s and boys’ lunches. I start a load of laundry and set out the boys’ breakfast. (I cheat and have muffins/fruit, something easy available.) I wake the boys about 6:10 then, I go get myself ready while they try to wake up. 

After I’m mostly ready, I go back and wake my 14 year old (again) at 6:40. The boys brush their teeth, put on their shoes, grab their bags, while I grab my creamer. (I mean coffee with lots of creamer!) We walk out the door approximately 7:05. 


I drive them to school every morning. It’s around a 30 minute drive from our home. (Thanks to mandatory consolidation. πŸ™„) I dropy oldest off at the High School then, head to the Elementary. I find a parking space and walk little man to the 1st grade hallway. (I was walking him to his hook by the classroom but, he’s decided he’s too cool for that now. **sniff, sniff, sigh.*) 

 After dropping off my little guy, I head back home through the boonies. This small town girl pulls back into the driveway and is greeted by a dog, chickens, ducks, horses, and calves mooing in the barn. Home sweet home! 😍 I come inside and mix up two bottles for the hungry calves. While the milk is breaking down in the hot water (takes 15 minutes), I switch the laundry around and eat breakfast, if I didn’t cheat and grab a wrap at sonic. (Don’t judge me. Lol) The milk replacer timer I set goes off. I then, pour the milk into the giant bottles, and head to the barn. 


 I feed the calves which takes about 10 minutes. (I have bottle holders.) Today, I found a huge nest of chicken eggs. I collected them in a bucket, while the calves ate. I checked their feeders and water then, head home (across the field) with the bottles. 

 My schedule varies after this but, I do dishes, laundry, and straighten up the tornado resembling house. I also feed all of the farm animals and decide on what I’ll fix for supper. (Thaw out meat etc.) 


  My day flies by every single day! Before I know it, it’s time to go to the bus stop. The boys ride the bus home and I pick them up at a little country store, one mile from our house. The boys hop into the truck and argue and fuss over who gets to talk first. (I’m sure you’d kids don’t do this.) We go home and work on homework, and they play outside. I start supper between 5:15-5:30 depending on what I’m making. Hubby gets home about 6 and we eat. 


  This is just a few things in my life as a mostly stay at home farm girl. I hope you weren’t bored too much! Drop me a comment about your favorite part of your day. 

Have a very blessed one!

~A

#lunches #boonies #boymomma #carpool #laundry #calves #bottlecalves #chickens #ducks #horses #cooking #farmer 

Missing Fiddle

My cat wondered onto our big farm several months ago. He stayed near my inlaws home for a few weeks before, I finally carried him home with us. I named him, Fiddlesticks. He was the first cat we’ve ever owned. He kinda just grew on us. I loved that rotten cat so much. Unfortunately, he’s a wonderer. He would leave out for 2-3 days sometimes. He’d come home looking awful. He’d be all scratched up and skinny. I’d feed him really well, he’d recover a few days before disappearing again. Last week, he once again vanished and still has not returned. 


  Friday night, my husband passed our Church going to a friend’s house to help with his tractor. He said he saw a cat that looked just like Fiddle on the side of the road. He got out and called to him. This male cat looked at him but, went into the weeds when he got close. It was dark so, he couldn’t search for him. We aren’t positive that it was Fiddle. But….. he could’ve been sleeping in my truck bed, and went to church without me knowing. Then, jumped out while we were inside. He is a hard sleeper and loved to nap. Wherever he is, I pray he’s loved and taken good care of. I miss him so much. 

~A

#cats #tomcat #lost #farmtruck #tractor

A Very Busy Monday

  I applied for a part time substitute position at my boys school. This morning, I was called in for the first time. I was placed in preschool as the Break lady, aka: The Floater. I’m familiar with preschool work so, it went well. I worked until noon and then, headed home. 

  When I arrived home and caught up on some housework then, went to feed my farm animals. I discovered our pig was loose. She had gotten out of her fence, and walked down a tiny road that goes between our property and the neighbor’s. I walked 3/4 a mile down the road to get her, leading her back with a bowl of her food. 


  Just when I snapped this picture (1/2 the way back home), our neighbor who lives next to our big farm text me. I had a calf out at our other place. I finished walking the pig and putting her back up. By this time, I have to pick my boys up. I picked them up and headed to the farm. After the calf search, we went back home and I cooked supper. Hubby comes in at 6pm and informs me……the silly pig is walking down the road! Ughhhhhhhh.


Hello, to a Monday-est Monday!!!! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I hope your day was much less chaotic than mine. 

God bless, 

~A

#pig #calf #farmlife #school #Monday

Deer HuntingΒ 

I’m sitting, high up on a hill, waiting for a visitor to pop out of hiding. Antlerless season started this morning for private land hunters. I’ve been here about an hour. I love the peacefulness of hunting. Wildlife noises & cool weather. 

Oh mylanta, look at those wrinkles!?!?! 😳


So far, I’ve seen cows (ALL of my cattle to be exact. They always check to make sure we don’t have treats. Yep, I forgot to move them to the front of the place. πŸ™„), 2 rabbits, a woodpecker, and birds. Oh and I hear a turkey somewhere behind me. Was that a duck quacking?! πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ


I’m hopeful deer will join me soon. πŸ˜‰

Have a great weekend! 

Happy hunting! 

~A

#deerhunting #deer #doe #land #cows #countrygirl 

Friday the 13th Craziness

Y’all today was a bit looney. Nothing terrible happened, or anything like that. I’m not superstitious at all but, it was looney toons out there today. I had to go to Walmart to get our hunting license, get a key made, & for groceries. 

 So, after getting our licenses, I went to the automotive center. A sweet old man works at the counter, he’s got to be pushing 85 years young. He does a great job but, that line y’all! I’m texting hubby, “there’s 5 billion people in line”. He’s replying, “we need that key copied”. The older lady in front of me is asking off the wall questions. “He said one tire doesn’t match, can you write on my ticket which one?” “I need double receipts, can you give me two?” The poor elderly man: I don’t know which tire it is. You’ll have to ask the men in the back.  No, it will only print one receipt.” Lady: “ok I guess I’ll figure out which tire doesn’t match. I guess I can make a copy.” I’m behind her in line thinking, ” you think?” and texting hubby, “you might need to pray for me that I keep Jesus up in this place.” He’s cracking up, via text. I finally get my key copied from the sweet grandpa employee & head over to get my cart next to the counter. The little lady behind me didn’t like her buggy, traded it for mine. I walk away with my new wobbly 3 wheels working cart. 

 Next, some sort of repetitive, chanting music comes on loud over the speakers. I stop in the book section and look up at the ceiling, praying for God to help me keep my sanity. πŸ˜‚ I didn’t know whether to find a wooden drum and start dancing or plug my ears. It was so loud! Other people were commenting about it on the next aisle and looking up at the speakers too. πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ 

 We ran over a nail in our old truck so, I headed to the tire repair section. Who knew there were so many repair choices?! 

I must have looked confused because, a sales associate came over to see if I needed help. I’ve got hubby on the phone. He told me to tell him, we wanted the little kit in a box for plugging a tire. It use to have the tools with little metal handles. The man replied: I haven’t seen any little boxes, you might get him a tackle box to put it in. I reply, what about the little metal handled tools? He said, “Maybe back in 1980s but, not recently.” πŸ˜³πŸ˜±πŸ€¦πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ˜‚ Me: Ok thank you, sir. I’ve got what I need. Lord, have mercy on my soul today. I’m not that old, people! I’m only 37. πŸ™„

I got out of there without any more mishaps and head to Sonic. I deserve a large coffee. I order a LARGE coffee and a MINI mozzarella stick. They deliver a small coffee and a medium cheese stick. πŸ˜©πŸ™β˜ΉοΈ I drank my microscopic sized coffee and ate TWO of my 6 cheese sticks and came home. 

I love my farm. Thank you, God, for my farm. I think I’ll stay home awhile. 😜

Ironically, the shirt I wore today said: “Y’all gonna make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here!” 

I’m over the crazy. 

May your weekend be less crazy than my silly day. 

~A

#friday13th #Jesus #tire #farm