Associate Producer Jack debuted in his first episode today at 4:29PM, weighing 7lbs even. I pushed him out with no pain meds - though by the end I was screaming for an epidural but it was too late. Jack was already on his way out. I have never experienced pain like that in my entire life. I can’t even believe I survived and I’m not being dramatic. Thank you all for the prayers and comments, I’ve read each of them and they carried me through. We can talk all about it in our next editorial board meeting. For now, Im gonna try to get some sleep (well, after some ice cream.) We did it!
Chickens have been the best farm investment. They are easy keepers, lay eggs you can eat, and babysit your kids. Make 2026 the year you get your kids chickens. You will not regret it.
My grandfather, John Morrow, used to say, “Going to church on Easter and drinking on New Year’s is for amateurs.” I think the last time I went out on New Year’s Eve was a decade ago. So raise that glass of raw milk and enjoy some rest! I’ll be asleep before it’s even 2026 in China. I wish you all peace and joy in the year to come. G’NIGHT!! ✌🏼
We have been playing electric fence whack-a-mole with the cows, especially “mommy cow”, who appears to be the ring leader of the fence jumping mafia. She either has a very high pain tolerance or the hot wire we just installed isn’t working. I watched as she ducked under the wire and pushed down the metal fencing so she could help herself to our backyard grass - and a recycling container filled with old hay.
