Bimpnottin
Lovin' The Homestead
Considering I should be doing something else right now, why not start a journal - which will be horribly inept compared to some of the great people on this site. 
Anywhos....
My name is Traci
I'm 35 years old.
Born in Oconto Falls, WI. Lived in Amherst, WI until 5th grade. Moved to Gillett, WI to finish out high school. Now, after going to college in River Falls, WI, I live near Pulaski, WI. (I'm such a homebody!)
Met my husband of almost 13 years at Univ of Wisconsin - River Falls in freshman chem lab. He he, you could say "it was chemistry"
We have three beautiful daughters ages 8, 4, and 2. (Kaelyn, Sarah, and Gwendolyn) We also have 2 angel boys, Nicholas and Nathaniel, who should be here and be 1, but God had other plans for my angels.
My parents were into self-sufficiency, DIY, long before it was cool. In fact, I really used to think my parents were weird when they would go pick something from the yard (not the garden, but the yard) and turn it into some kind of tea. And pick mushrooms, and other stuff - however, it wasn't always a case of doing it because they could, it was a case of doing it because we couldn't afford any other way. (This is me finally getting it
)
While I was growing up, my Mom and Dad raised breeding sows and my Dad worked for an equity as the feeder pig manager. I raised market barrows for the fair for 4-H and FFA from the time I could enter until I was too old. I love pigs!
We always had chickens and ducks, and even goats for a couple of years. Just a month ago, I found out that they weren't our goats, but a friend's who had too many in milk at once. As a 10-year-old, goats are really a pain in the butt, especially when it's your job to go across the creek and cut grass for them every day. (Note to all, just because goldenrod grows in clumps and is easy to pick , DO not pick it for your goats!!! The milk tastes horrible, no matter how much chocolate milk powder you add to it! 
)
We live on 3 acres in the middle of Wisconsin farm country. If I could do it over, I would have picked a different 3 acres, but I'm stuck with this one. We raised chickens a few years ago and I don't think my family will ever let me live down the "but it was cheaper to get 100 than 25" - yeah, that wasn't so smart. (well, it was cheaper, but I don't think I can ever get them back here to butcher 100 chickens on the same day again). We're hoping to get into goats and I would love to raise a couple of butcher hogs each summer, but we're seriously lacking on fencing and a shelter, so one step at a time. (This summer, it was convincing hubby that we could get animals - next summer, it will be doing something about getting them!
)
Ok, that's all for now, because I'm getting the totally undignified "Come wipe my butt" call from the 4-year-old...
sigh, I love my kids.
Anywhos....
My name is Traci
I'm 35 years old.
Born in Oconto Falls, WI. Lived in Amherst, WI until 5th grade. Moved to Gillett, WI to finish out high school. Now, after going to college in River Falls, WI, I live near Pulaski, WI. (I'm such a homebody!)
Met my husband of almost 13 years at Univ of Wisconsin - River Falls in freshman chem lab. He he, you could say "it was chemistry"
We have three beautiful daughters ages 8, 4, and 2. (Kaelyn, Sarah, and Gwendolyn) We also have 2 angel boys, Nicholas and Nathaniel, who should be here and be 1, but God had other plans for my angels.
My parents were into self-sufficiency, DIY, long before it was cool. In fact, I really used to think my parents were weird when they would go pick something from the yard (not the garden, but the yard) and turn it into some kind of tea. And pick mushrooms, and other stuff - however, it wasn't always a case of doing it because they could, it was a case of doing it because we couldn't afford any other way. (This is me finally getting it
)While I was growing up, my Mom and Dad raised breeding sows and my Dad worked for an equity as the feeder pig manager. I raised market barrows for the fair for 4-H and FFA from the time I could enter until I was too old. I love pigs!
We always had chickens and ducks, and even goats for a couple of years. Just a month ago, I found out that they weren't our goats, but a friend's who had too many in milk at once. As a 10-year-old, goats are really a pain in the butt, especially when it's your job to go across the creek and cut grass for them every day. (Note to all, just because goldenrod grows in clumps and is easy to pick , DO not pick it for your goats!!! The milk tastes horrible, no matter how much chocolate milk powder you add to it! )We live on 3 acres in the middle of Wisconsin farm country. If I could do it over, I would have picked a different 3 acres, but I'm stuck with this one. We raised chickens a few years ago and I don't think my family will ever let me live down the "but it was cheaper to get 100 than 25" - yeah, that wasn't so smart. (well, it was cheaper, but I don't think I can ever get them back here to butcher 100 chickens on the same day again). We're hoping to get into goats and I would love to raise a couple of butcher hogs each summer, but we're seriously lacking on fencing and a shelter, so one step at a time. (This summer, it was convincing hubby that we could get animals - next summer, it will be doing something about getting them!
)Ok, that's all for now, because I'm getting the totally undignified "Come wipe my butt" call from the 4-year-old...
sigh, I love my kids.
from NE Ohio!
ok, here's my total stress out for the day.
(This might not be so bad, but she didn't call me to tell me this, she told me only after I posted about stressing out getting my stuff ready for the craftshow on my facebook!!!!))
