Can You Stand More?

I wrote an article about going to Farm Chicks and it was featured on Vintage Indie Magazine

Click here to see article

Also go check out these articles written by

Amber of Tres Birds Photography

Click Here for her article

Deb Kennedy of Retreat Design

Click Here for her article

It was fun to read such different prospectives from friends on the same show.

And just when you thought you couldn't stand any more great news.................................

Deb Kennedy is having a HUGE HUGE sale this weekend at her Petite Retreat with some really great guest vendors

Tippy Stockton Jewelry

Seabold

Gussy Chairs

All on Camano Island this weekend!

See ya there!

This Must Be What

Giving Birth Is Like

So right off the bat let's get you caught up on how the prime rib dinner turned out

Look at PJ all happy slatherin his meat

Yeah, I'm crackin myself up right now.

This was a great recipe that I got from Farm Girl Gourmet

It was super easy

Asparagus with olive oil, salt, pepper, and some sliced sweet onions. 

Ready for the oven

Also ready for the oven

Twice baked potatoes

These are my very favorite

The dining room table was cleaned off for a change and set.

Aren't ya lovin my placemats that I got from Grand Heron?

Dinner turned out good. 

 PJ over cooked the prime rib a little but it was still really good.

You notice we don't have any pictures of done food

I wasn't quick enough to get pictures

It was all gone!

House was cleaned up and ready for our Come Junk With Us Posse dinner

See that little black and white ottoman? 

That was a gift for the Farm Chicks Junk Junket from Summerland Style.  It matched so well I almost couldn't give it up for the door prize.

Had there not been so many witnesses that saw it arrive with a bow on it, I might have kept it!

So now the real story..........

The behind the scenes of

Come Junk With Us Farm Chicks Junk Junket

It ended up that having this dinner was a good thing. There were some problems that came up at the last minute for our trip. It was good to have someone else help in solving them.

So we got it all worked out.............

so we thought

I know !

It's a freakin disaster but truly it's a lot better than it had been.

The swag bags were done, the door prizes collected, wrapped and ready to be loaded.

I was actually ahead of schedule on Wednesday.

Then it started setting in on Thursday, that I was really doing this.

I had been out running errands when I pulled in to the driveway and all of the sudden I had a complete meltdown

I was freaking out in my car, crying, telling myself I couldn't do this, I'm not ready, what was I thinking. I'm too stupid to pull this off, PJ is going to kill me, I'm going to look like a fool

OOOOOOOh the badself talk was going well.

Then I heard a voice (yes sometimes I do hear a voice)  that said "it's going to happen whether you're ready or not!" "now stop your crying, suck it up and make this shit happen!"

That's when I decided this whole undertaking must be a lot like child birth

 This was the picture of getting ready to load on Friday morning. 

We had to change some plans and go from a charter bus to vans.  Which I thought would end up better, but in the long run the insurance killed me.  There were a lot of tears, cussing, and meeting with insurance agents before we found someone who would give us the insurance we needed for this trip.

It also poured down rain that morning while trying to get stuff loaded

After this picture

It's all a blur to me

This is where Amber from Tres Birds Photography picked up

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to go see all the pictures from my Come Junk With Us trip to Farm Chicks

See Deb?  She's all relaxed taking nice pictures, lookin great as usual!

See me? 
STRESSED OUT! 
Looks like I might have a stick up my ass or could cry at any second.

Every single stinkin picture of me was like this.  It's bad enough that I take crap picture anyway but to add stressed-out to it.............. Totally not my friend!

Shit picture but a great picture of me stressed out again! 
Face bright red, trying to remember everything that needs to be said.

Don't get me wrong I'm so happy that I did this and I love doing it but I'm going to have to find a way to relax or I'm going to have a heart attack.

Speakin of heart attack and stressed out.................

You all know my son Charlie right?

He's cute right?

Well don't be fooled! 

He's spoiled rotten, he doesn't mind, he runs away every chance he gets, and he's been kicked out of Doggy Daycare twice. 

I had to talk them in to giving him one more chance

During one of my very stressful moments at Farm Chicks when trying to get people's treasures where they needed to be in order to make it home with them, get lunches delivered, and find who needed me, I get a phone call from Doggy Daycare telling me I need to come pick up my dog because he was getting aggressive with one of the kennel keepers and they can't have that.

Are you freaking kidding me?

He's 18 pounds! 

Pick him up and throw his ass in a kennel until I get back!

No can do!

Thank God Mr. Flustercluck isn't afraid of Charlie

He and the Flustercluck kids were the super heroes for that day.

They took him home with them and he was fine until we got home on Sunday.

I guess he just hates those ladies at Doggy Daycare.

Here are pictures from a few moments that I wasn't a stress ball

This is Rene Groom

One of the nicest ladies in the entire world!  She was down at the State Park with Sisters On The Fly the same day Farm Chicks was going on.  She had her new fancy trailer down there and I could have hung out with her all day long!

Myself, Amber, Antonya, Cindy, Tiffany and Jo snuck down there in the afternoon
 to tour all the trailers and let Tiffany and Jo Photograph them.

My BFF Heather of The Farm Girl Gourmet and Antonya

I know you're thinking "why don't you have pictures of the trailers? "

Amber and I got a little side tracked. 

All and all it was a good trip.

 

Am I glad I did it?

YES!!

Was it the hardest thing I have ever done?

In the top 5

Would I do it again...............

give me a couple months of recovery and I'll get back to you.

This weekend we are off to do a little R&R along with Glamping with

The Flusterclucks, The Gotstheirshittogethers, and a new family Mr. and Mrs Accidentwaitingtohappen

It should be a much needed fun weekend!

Is Anybody Out There?

Does anybody read my blog anymore? 

Probably not! 

Well, I guess that's my fault since I haven't posted anything for so long there isn't anything new to read.

I have even been remiss in reading blogs too.

I'm sorry

I suck!

Enough of the apologizes right? 

Just get on with it.

I was sitting here thinking about all this heartfelt and deep insight I was going to share with you as to why I haven't blogged in a month or so.

But then I was like............. ahhhh screw it! 

I'll just tell you the truth!

You know I can't just tell you some bullshit story...

The last thing I need is my last two readers who spam me 4 times a day sending me hate comments in Chinese for lyin.

So why no bloggy Timi???

My life has been consumed by The freakin Farm Chicks Show! 

WSU Laura and I on a planning trip in Spokane recently

I swear to God I have been living and breathing Farm Chicks since November of last year!  Yes, for 6 months now I have been talking about nothing but The Farm Chicks show and Come Junk With Us going to the show.  It consumes my life.  PJ is so sick of listening to me talk about Farm Chicks, plan for the Farm Chicks trip with Come Junk With Us that I could barley get him to proof this post for me because I mentioned....................... 

Well you get where I'm going with this.

We were volunteers at the Snohomish Antique and Arts Faire a couple weeks ago.

I'm excited that it's all coming together and my dream of doing a large group of people to the Farm Chicks to share what I like to call the "Junkers Religious experience" is going to be great!

This planning hasn't been without its dramas, it's "pinch me! is this real?" moments, I'm going to come unglued on someone's ass moments and the ever-so-frequent Ooooooo SHIT moments!

Planning this trip has been a really great experience for me in business, life, and learning about myself and what is important to me. 

I guess you could say I have been finding myself.

The direction I had dreamed about for Come Junk With Us when starting last summer, has totally taken on a new direction that I'm really excited about.

I have lots of stuff I want to blog about but haven't had time to, and  some stuff I want to tell you all, but have been sworn not to.

I don't know what those people were thinking either?

You know it's just a matter of time before I blab!

I'm feeling so out of it, not knowing what bloggers are going to be at The Farm Chicks Show.

Who am I going to see there?

Will we get to meet? 

So in the middle of my last minute freak-out before the big show, I decided that I would have the Come Junk With Us posse over for dinner on Sunday just to fill them in on everything that is going on, changes, and well... what's a little freakin out with adding some other huge project in the middle of it.

My project on top of 900 things I need to get done????

 I'm attempting to make my very first Prime Rib Roast. 

My very dear and caring friend Ma Kettle brought me this big ole rack of meat last spring when I had my shoulder surgery.  

PJ and I have been talking about cooking it several times but were too intimidated. It's a lot easier just talking about it.

Well this weekend..............no more talk!

I consulted my friend Heather of The Farm Girl Gourmet, and she hooked me up with a recipe and directions.

I was talking to another amazing cook friend about tips on cooking this hunk of meat and she said "you're an idiot if you can't cook a prime rib roast"

This is why I keep these people as my friends!

Who wants to be the idiot?

Well I don't!

So I'm attempting it.

I'll have to see if I can't get PJ to take some pictures while I'm trying to make this dinner an impressive spread for my posse.

They have been working hard for me, putting up with my crap for months. It's the least I can do.

This is what it's suppose to look like.

Wish me luck!