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Learning to Live With Good Enough

As much as this blog allows me to celebrate everything that’s going well for us, there are a lot of things that I wish could have gone a little differently this past year.

This was my first year out of school and my first opportunity to have a full-time job that lasted for more than the summer months. It was also my first year of marriage and the opportunity to fully pursue the “homesteading dream” that Ian and I have talked about for so long.

It was a year full of sky-high expectations, so maybe I shouldn’t be surprised that I ended disappointed with myself.

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The Adventures of Being First Time Parents- To Our Dogs

There’s no more use denying it.

We are THOSE people. The obsessive dog-worshiping ones that somehow think that every action of their precious pooch needs to be celebrated and shared- preferably with any and all applicable pictures.

A year ago, Ian swore after an unfortunate incident with my parent’s husky and a bag of dog poop that he would never own a nasty canine of his own. Fast forward to the present and I’m finding myself living with a simpering fool who melts at the sight of a tail wag.

Make that two tail wags.

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Christmas Bacon in the Flesh: Our New Pig!

Never a dull moment at the Knob House.

Just as I was settling in for a cozy Saturday morning of ebook writing work, Ian launched himself up our stairs two at a time, stopping only to catch his breath before telling me the simple phrase we both know is most likely to elicit a positive response.

“I’ve got some new content for your blog!”

And so he did. While my Saturday morning had me comfortable in my work chair, Ian had ambled himself over to the neighbor’s property, only to discover that the young pigs he had been raising were officially weaned, wormed and ready to be re-homed.

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One Year In: The Truths I’ve Learned

“Not killing you.”

That was Ian’s response when I asked him what he was most proud of accomplishing this past year.

WOW. What a romantic.

Granted, he did giggle right after saying it so maybe it was tongue in cheek. (I hope?!)

As we pass the one-year mark of our young marriage, I suppose I’m grateful that his homicidal tendencies have at least taken this long to manifest themselves.

Here’s to hoping that won’t change after some practice with our meat rabbits.

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The Complex Relationship Appalachia and I Have With Snakes

“You’d better remove all these tires before the campers come,” Sister Kathy instructed us. “They create a poisonous snake habitat!”

Ian and I listened with an almost patronizing level of bemusement, knowing that neither one of us had much intention of following through on her commands.

Looking back, I regret our thoughts at this time and how little notice we were taking of Sr. Kathy’s advice and 40 years of experience living on this mountain ridge. Our youth was showing itself. And it caused us to not head her thoughtful advice, to tragic results for our livestock.

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