“You’re lucky to be able to stay home with your kids. We could never afford that! We’ll both be working until the day we die and still not have our debt paid off,” she laughed. “Must be nice!” … More I Choose Home.
I’m simmering homemade chicken soup on the stovetop. Okay, I should clarify. I’m not actually making chicken soup. I’m making soup for my chickens. There’s a difference. It’s brutally cold outside and although my feathered friends are nestled in a coop with cozy, fresh, dry straw and well protected from the elements, I still feel … More Not Worthy of Consumption