The week after the Farm Chicks, we will still be running at full steam . . . my middle son, Dillon, is graduating from high school and we are having a party here at our farm. Last year, when our oldest son Dustin graduated, we had over 100 in attendance, so I am planning for lots of food. I will be making potato skins, teriyaki chicken wings, stuffed mushrooms, macaroni salad, Asian coleslaw, lots of cookies and goodies and our family tradition . . . graham cracker sandwiches (which are just graham crackers with chocolate frosting . . . but we think it is pure heaven!) And of course we will have lots of meats, cheeses, fresh fruit and crackers. No one will leave hungry. The invitations are out . . . now it is just coming up with the time to get it all done and to get our yard and house looking as good as it can. We make a big deal out of graduating for each of our sons . . . it is an accomplishment that we think deserves a lot of celebrating. After the party, our extended family will be staying to visit as well. My sister and brother-in-law will be in town from Arizona and so it will be a good time to get together with most of my siblings, nieces, nephews and parents.
Coupled in with the antique show, graduation plans and saw blade painting, we also have a new batch of barn cats . . . well Mustang cats, to be exact. We knew one of our cats was pregnant and then she simply disappeared for a couple weeks. Finally one of our neighbors came by and said that our cat had had her kittens in his mustang. He was remarkably patient about this and let them stay for another week or so. But then the day came when he needed to actually drive his car, so the cats came home. They are now residing in a hamper on our porch. What’s that? You don’t have cats in a hamper on your porch? Well, in our defense, the neighbor “delivered” them to our farm when Ron and I were gone and so our son Dustin had to get creative in finding a safe place for them. We are trying to keep all the cats out of the house (since they are supposed to be mousers on our farm . . . ) but keeping the kittens safe and protected was important. So he grabbed Ron’s hamper and there it has sat on our porch for the last two weeks. I am sure when people come to our front door, they are a bit surprised to see kittens in a hamper . . . but at our house, anything is possible! Since the cats were born in a mustang, the one and only girl, out of a litter of 4, has been named “Shelby”. These cats are up for adoption if anyone is wanting a cute addition to their family.
With all the busyness, my house is a disaster, we have been eating take and bake pizzas and I forget a zillion things to do each day. But my family is very patient with me. I realize creative souls like myself are “special challenges” for those that love them. We are disorganized and forgetful, messy and chaotic. But, despite it all, my family still loves and supports me. I worry every now and then that one of my son’s may someday submit my name to the “Hoarders” show! LOL!
Once we get past Dillon’s graduation party, I will go full swing into planning for my own show, “Pickin’ on the Prairie,” which will be right here on Past Blessings Farm August 18th and 19th. We have had some wonderful vendors sign up and we are really getting excited. I love our property and am looking forward to showing it off at our show. If you happen to be in Spokane that weekend, stop in for some great finds on a beautiful prairie! And make sure you give me a “howdy-do!” when you come!
But for all the busyness, life has also had some fun days too. Part of how I have obtained many of the great vendors I have for our upcoming show, is by visiting other antique shows. It has been a lot of fun going to these shows, visiting with the vendors, seeing some finds and spending time with my bestie, Deborah. This is a picture of us at the last antique show we attended. It too was on a farm setting and was such an enjoyable day. When I go to these shows, I justify it to Ron by saying it is my “work.” Since I am there to gain vendors, technically that is true . . . I can’t help that I enjoy my job!
|Me on the left and my bestie, Deborah on the right|
Through the hectic chaos, I have been reminded by friends and family, how blessed I am. Though I drop into bed exhausted and there is nothing glamorous about an aching back and fingernails filled with paint and stain, I get to be creative on a daily basis. While I always feel behind and life never seems to slow down enough, I know I am blessed to be healthy and able to work long and hard. There is a peace that comes with knowing you have worked hard and done your best. God has blessed me with the gift of creativity and for that I am grateful.
Well, I need to go . . . there are hutches to paint, chickens to feed, shut-in parents to take shopping, saw blades calling my name and kittens climbing out of the hamper. Life is full of chaos here at Past Blessings Farm . . . but I wouldn’t have it any other way!
Tonight I just got home after setting up for our latest show, “Pickin’ Christmas”, which will take place at the Greyhound Event Center in Post Falls Idaho this coming weekend, December 3 and 4. We have the spots all marked off, the placement figured out for everything from decor to ticket booths . . . and my booth is done. I am pleased with how simple it came together and how nice I think it will display. But still tonight finds me anxious and stressed.