Snow at Six Little Acres

It rarely snows in Georgia. Well, I mean, we get flurries sometimes and we get black ice too often, but an accumulation of snow? Rare.

Super rare.

So when the big fat flakes started falling yesterday and the grandLittle Phoebe Jo proclaimed she would make a snowman, I was hoping she would not be disappointed. After all, the weatherGuessers said we only had a 20% chance.

And it is Georgia, y’all.

We got about four inches of snow and it was just perfect for our first winter at SLA. No power outage, no limbs down, no worries about getting to work this time (we are retired) and no problems at all.

One might say we deserved a perfect day after the baby cancer-home renovation-living in a camper year and a half we have had.

I might agree. Ok, I totally agree.

Anyway, here are some beautiful shots of a few of the Six Acres. Most taken by my daughter (she took a stroll through the woods) and some taken by me.

The first picture show the chicken tractor in the foreground. There are chickens all snuggled up in there. They are so happy they left us some eggs.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless.

Kathy Bo

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Another milestone at Six Little Acres

Considering what our family has been through in the days since Baby Wren was diagnosed with neuroblastoma, November 7, 2017 seemed so far away.

That was the date Ninja Man would retire.

Well, November 7, 2017 came. In between the day of the news (February 15, 2016) and what will now be forever known as Retirement Tuesday, Ninja Man and I have had a difficult path to navigate. In order to help our daughter and her sweet family, we rented our home out so we could afford to build near her at Six Little Acres without debt.

During that time there were too many trips back and forth to count.

It was also during that time we moved from the house to our 5th wheel RV. It was our initial plan when we bought it but we never planned to “need” to live there.

And during that time we renovated what has become home to all of us. Daughter and family are living here with us for now, making us a family of six.

While the “no debt” thing didn’t work out (we had to borrow some funds to get as far as we are), this place, y’all, is exactly what the doctor ordered. Especially for a family who is on the mend from their most difficult 21 months (and counting).

But on November 7, this guy drove up to the RV wearing one of two shirts I made for him to commemorate the big day.

Not being needed back at SLA right away, we stayed the week at camp, seeing friends and doing stuff campers do. Yes, there was food, bonfires, laughter and tears (me).

We headed home the Sunday after Retirement Tuesday. Daughter and family were so excited to see us and even celebrated Ninja Man’s big day with balloons and a banner. I LOVE festive decorations and this made me decide to have a banner of some sort on the porch year round. What? Yep. We are free from our former home’s HOA and I can make one out of anything I want so I’m gonna. By the way, our little princess isn’t in this photo but her mommy, daddy and sweet sister is.

We rested up Sunday and Monday for, well, we had absolutely no schedule whatsoever, so basically we rested up just because we could. For the first time in AGES. No alarms to set. No trips to drive. It’s been a very, very long and stressful 21 months to get to this point.

On Tuesday, this guy (yeah, he loves his shirt) was collecting branches for the fire pit we have yet to build. We are currently using just what we have, but with plans to have a pretty cool one later. One of those fires are ok to roast marshmallows on (grandLittle bait) and the other is we-have-no-clue-what-was-in-that-barrel-so-Heaven-knows-we-aint-cooking-over-it.

There was one little princess who was so excited to see her Poppa Bo. All of our grandLittles love this man so much. It just melts my heart to see them snuggle up to him.

So, after many, many difficult months and thinking it would never happen, we finally left this place where we have made lifelong friends.And this is also the first time we haven’t had to store BoTown, our RV.

I love this door. I love this wreath. I love Six Little Acres.

It’s good, y’all. Really good.

Thanks for stopping by, and God bless.

Kathy Bo

Still working 

It’s been a busy couple of weeks here at Six Little Acres. 

We are desperately- and I mean DESPERATELY – trying to get everything finished so the county inspector can sign off and we can go on with our lives. 

We are hoping he can come on Friday and also hoping we have done everything we had to do. Not only so we can be done with it but because this has KILT US.

KILT US DET!

Ninja Man can’t use his right hand without pain and my left knee is all jacked up. BUT Favorite Son in Law (FSIL) Ian is still young and to my knowledge, all his major parts are still in working order. 

A couple of fun things:

It doesn’t matter if you have to paint stuff and dig tons of dirt, grass grows and it has to be mowed. 

So I mowed this morning. 

And I took pictures. We shall call this “A View From the Mower”. 

Oh yes. 

We shall. 

Views from the mower make me happy, but mostly if I have already mowed what lies beyond. 
Another thing: 

Chickens and blueberries. 

Favorite daughter harvested about a quart of blueberries this afternoon. She and the Littles also brought eggs from the coop. But it’s not all fun and games, y’all. There’s some serious work going on here. So serious that we had to call for help. Rest up, Ninja Man. Teach those Littles to work. 

Now don’t feel bad for them- they worked super hard for approximately 8 minutes then went on vacation for – well- they are still on vacation. I get it, Littles, it’s hard work. I was over it in 5 minutes. Y’all rocked it. 

Disclaimer: this next shot ain’t pretty. Left these and they just sat there. They didn’t work unless we worked. Nothing magical here, move on. My water fell over. It was DET y’all. Some other things: 

We got rid of this: ohhhhh happy day. Dude left with this eyesore and my check for $350. I was happy and sad all at once. 

The only thing left behind was a terrible stench for a couple of hours because it poured rain for four days after. When the sun came back out we started working again. 

Apparently we aren’t the only ones making a home at Six Little Acres. 

This black widow is now just a memory (and yes, it’s a type of black widow, we Googled it). Anyway, Ninja Man squashed it with his glove. He’s cool like that. I magnified it for your viewing pleasure. 

In other news, my brother came to finish the stairs. He is a REAL carpenter, not pretend ones like we had before. The pretend ones left us high and dry with a huge mess that had to be rebuilt. If we ever see them again I hope it’s with a judge between us, one that raises one eyebrow and stares at them really hard. Yeah. TAKE THAT. 

Anyway, here’s my hero, brother Dave. After he rebuilt and put the (county required) granny bar on the steps, he and Ninja Man got some play time in. (By the way, that bar is required because someone’s drunk granny needed something to hang on to- not saying we don’t need it. I am, after all, a grandma and IF WE EVER FINISH THIS it will be 5 o’clock somewhere.

Anyway, the play date: 

Look closely for the drone. In the first image, it’s above the 2nd pup. In the next, it’s above the silver van. They had fun and marveled at the video of Six Little Acres. One day I’ll try to share one here so you can marvel too. 

It was a busy two weeks. We are looking forward to a burn pit night where we celebrate the end of county required work and the beginning of doing fun stuff for Six Little Acres at our leisure. That’s what we do in rural Georgia, celebrate by burning stuff. It’s a tradition, especially if you’ve sent your dumpster away. 

Thanks for stopping by, and please keep Baby Wren in your prayers. We are waiting on a 2nd opinion. See her story on Facebook at Hope For Wren. 

Hebrews 11:1 says, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” God said it, we believe it. And we proclaim His glory in this precious child. 

Toodles,

Kathy Bo 

The bright side

Things have been a bit trying here at Six Little Acres. 

I’ll compile a list of do’s and dont’s one day after a few margaritas. If I do it now I’ll have to repent. If I do it after, it will be hilarious- and man, do we need to laugh!! Let’s just say if you hire a plumber, check for any and all cracks. Our guy wasn’t a “real” plumber. We just found out we have to start all over. This will most likely rate #1 on my “don’t” list. 

Our bright side today is twofold. 

First, we have a front porch that is getting a much needed paint update. What you’re seeing is the first coat of primer, so it’s pretty bland right now but it’s easy to imagine how the place will come to life once we get all the painting done. 

And by the way, I had to stop at Walmart while I was covered in white paint. One of the managers walked by and jokingly asked if I’d been painting. All I can say about that is this: good thing he didn’t ask on Plumber Crack Day. 

So here’s the before:


After: 

I know, it’s not much, but to us it’s hope for this otherwise hopeless day! 

Next, we have a kitchen! Well, somewhat. The cabinets were delivered this morning. We have to store them until the drywall goes in, which was supposed to have happened weeks ago, but this project is nowhere and I mean NO where ready due to the case of severe plumber crack. (Tune in *much* later for our shed renovation!) 

Remember that IKEA farmhouse sink I posted about before? No? Well, here it is again:

And here is its faucet: have you ever?!?! I can’t wait to use it. 


Here is the cabinet it will sit in- and YES! I WILL FINALLY HAVE A WHITE KITCHEN! I’m sorry, I know I’m shouting, but I’m having to eke (is that a word?) out every smidge of happy I can muster today due to plumber crack. 


See that little metal thingie just inside? It has a little bar light. I don’t recall adding that but apparently we did. These cabinets are the mass produced kind but just right for Six Little Acres. They make me happy. 

Here’s a corner piece that features a lazy Susan. I always felt uneasy about calling out all the Susans in the world who may very well not be lazy, but in my defense it IS an industry term- so here it is. 

Y’all. I’m actually cheering up. This white kitchen with the distressed vinyl flooring (vinyl because we are spending ALL our funbucks on plumber crack) is going to be awesome. I can’t wait. 

But first we have to have plumbing estimates. I have three scheduled now. I think one margarita for each estimate is pretty much fair. Brace yourself for an anything goes blog post. 

Meanwhile, in all seriousness, we are a family of faith! I’m not a heavy drinker, however, this plumbing situation may very well be a catalyst for some folks- but we are faithful and we know that God has a plan. Unlike that empty margarita glass, He has never, EVER run out. Never. And all the plumber cracks in the world will not change His promise!!! He tells us in Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you… plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.” 

We have hope. We have a future. Today we rely on faith and provision to get past the issues we are facing and finish this sweet little disaster called Six Little Acres. 

Thanks for stopping by! I’d love to read your comments, so please feel free to post. God bless! 

Kathy Bo.