Sometimes a farmgirl has to put on her proverbial big girl panties and do things she really doesn't want to do.
She clears her mind and gains some focus. She's determined to live the life they've chosen and will not succumb to weakness.
Until her Mister requires her to master the fine art of evisceration.
This one not-so-simple act has sent this farmgirl running for the hills.
Where she can again clear her mind and regain her focus.
I'm off on another adventure until sometime next week...
...this time, without the crutches!☺
*Thanks to my dear son Dakota who "captured" my true emotions on butchering day. You're a peach.☺
9 comments:
Ho-leeee Coooo-rap. I am pretty sure I just woke up the whole house and someone might have even called the cops because I just laughed SO hard from this post. You, my dear, are awesome. Even if you look like you're going to gag right over 'da top of 'dat chicken. :)
Such lovely expressions!! You know, this is on my 50 before 50 list...
We raised and filled our freezer with over 50 meat birds last year, but I wasn't involved in the "processing" portion of that endeavor.
Next year it'll be me. :) ~Lisa
Oh come on Kim, we do it here WITHOUT gloves!! :) ROTFL!!!!
I know...I'm a disgrace, but the gag reflex was in overdrive and I was completely at its mercy! I don't know how my Mister puts up with me...:)
Thank you for sharing these very personal, very truthful (and HILL-
AIR-E-OUS!) photos!
You'll get over it.
Really.
BTW,
I suppose it won't make you feel any better if I tell you that is actually IS easier to do it withOUT the golves!
:)
Carolyn Renee and Heather~We have 19 more chickens to "process" in a couple of weeks...I'll try it without the gloves...even though the thought of that makes my knees weak! :)
You're my hero!
OMG!! Your pictures cracked me up! Tell Dakota thanks for the shot of "reality!"
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