Green acres is the place for me.
Farm livin’ is the life for me.
Land spreadin’ out so far and wide Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside.
New York is where I’d rather stay.
I get allergic smelling hay.
I just adore a penthouse view.
Dah-ling I love you but give me Park Avenue.
You are my wife.
Good bye, city life.
Green Acres we are there.
Recently I’ve become obsessed with the show The Pioneer Woman on Food Network. Not only are Ree Drummond’s recipes amazing, but watching the show follow her kids as they work on the ranch alongside her husband, go camping by the creek, fish by the pond, and just live the farm/ranch life, my eyes have been opened. That’s how I want to raise my kids and live as a stay-at-home mother.
I’ve always loved to cook and bake, but with a full-time job it just wasn’t a feasible goal for me. Getting home at 6:30 pm, I couldn’t spend an hour making dinner with my daughter’s 8:30 pm bed time – especially with baths and story time. Not to mention, when I was having to get up at 4am to have any writing time, by 9pm I was falling asleep on the couch.
The simmering pot of beans on the stove was from a can, ready in 10 minutes, not the all day homemade kind. And I never even wanted to think about attempting to can my own food, make my own cheese and jam, or bake my own bread. Since my week nights were full of dinner, baths, and books, my weekends were cleaning and laundry. Time was sparse.
Now that I am home all day, the thought of making my own jam and cheese, baking my own bread, and spending hours on dinner is, well to be honest, making me want to scream for joy from the rooftop. My brain is in overdrive mode with all the things I could do. It’s not just limited to cooking and baking.
I want a cow (or goats) for milk, cream, and cheese. I want chickens for my own eggs. I want a huge garden full of veggies and fruit trees. I want to live the country life, a life lived off the land instead of a grocery store. And, why not? I live on 8 acres, I think I have the room, though my horses probably won’t enjoy the additions. I want to camp by the creek. I want to can food with my daughters, bake with my daughters, and fill their bellies with nothing but homemade delicious goodness.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been trying Ree Drummond’s recipes. Not only are they good, but my picky daughter has tried more dishes than she has in her whole life because she has been helping me and I have a very happy hubs. I too admit that I have loved the preparing and cooking of these tasty dishes too, and can’t wait to keep creating. Now, if I can just find a mixer that doesn’t cost an arm and a leg and get the space ready for the garden next month.
I’m ready to kick off this farm livin’ life!