The quest for the perfect gluten free chicken nugget continues...round 2 in the skillet right now.

And here are my mud puppies. How'z that?

And the quest for the perfect gluten-free chicken nugget has begun.

I hit the tri: full day of school, a clean house and a cooked dinner!

I'm not sure how to feel: Annoyed because nobody can fold laundry or relieved that I have job security.

Planned on school, but both boys in the throws of writing creative fiction. The best laid plans...

Yeah! Finally getting to order books I wanted back in June.

I've got paint on my hands and my hair, but the cabinets are painted!

It is wonderful how the house seems bigger when some of the kitchen moves out of your bedroom.

I have lost my ability to cope. My coping saw blade snapped. Does this get me out of installing baseboard today?

Slate floor is sealed. I feel better now.

Just keep painting, just keep painting...

If I don't get my kitchen back this week, I swear I am going to explode and throw an egg at somebody.

DH almost stepped on a large copperhead outside the chicken house!

There is a dart gun battle underway in my front room and I'm taking fire. Some gun control legislation may be in the works.

48 hours of gluten poisoning is not fun.

I have a honeybee defending the feeders from any and all hummers. Pretty amusing to see a tiny bee chasing hummingbirds around.

Ever have one of those days where you had to debate sleep over food? I'm there.

I'm starting out today's demo day with ear plugs.

My kitchen is all over my house. I feel like a bird who has had her nest torn apart and thrown on the ground.

Three teeth drilled, a flooded kitchen and storms on the way, but hey, it's the full catastrophe.

Deep sigh. Just down tonight and even hot GF banana bread isn't helping.

Trying to dry out a ruined kitchen floor and it's like working in a wind tunnel.

I just love burning my hand with hot grease. It makes me yell for joy.

Today I get to taste the reward of two years of work. I get to harvest honey.