365 Grateful

Today is day 50 of 2014.

My New Year's Resolution is to take a photo everyday of something I am grateful for. So far It. Has. Been. A. Blast.

There have been times that I've woke up on the wrong side of the bed, and was just "Blah" all day. I find myself at the end of the day snapping a photo of the a bowl of (totally unhealthy, and completely processed) mac & cheese.

Then there are days at work that a "Long Timer" got adopted who had been there for ages! Yes, Delta the cat did make my list. He had been at the SPCA for over 2 years! Plus, he was sort of a grumpy pants. So the fact that he got adopted by a loving home was a miracle, and needed to be celebrated!

But then yesterday, there was a stunning blue bird that greeted me upon leaving my house in the morning. That was such a welcome sign of springs' first breath. But it happened so fast, I couldn't pull my phone out fast enough. Missed it, but I was very grateful for it it!

Another "grateful" photo is Kyle helping out around the house, vacuuming. Actually, I could easily fill up my phone with photos of Kyle. He helps so much, and does so much for us. He is a great husband. And really works hard... though I sometimes he feels like he plays videos games harder. Oh well, I guess it is a trade off for such an awesome husband! Plus he can do your taxes. I need to snap a photo of him doing our taxes. That is definitely something I take for granted. Very grateful for this guy.

Day 50's entry:
"Kyle can I snap a photo of you holding our tax return?"

A Hentroduction

It all began with three backyard hens; Mother Clucker, Little Shy Ruby and Drama Queen Jolene. These are the three that started it all! Purchased on my birthday from a tiny, rural farm in Central North Carolina. I brought the three home and placed them in my coop. About two years later, we adopted Moxie and Hype Girl to our flock and the rest is history... 

Mother Clucker

Pecking Order Ranking: #2
Celebrity look-a-like: Joan Rivers
Favorite quote: "Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company" Mark Twain

 Clucker ruled the roost for quite some time. She fought her way to the top of the pecking order, thus receiving the title "Mother Clucker." Though she has a very strong opinion, and is revered by the others in my flock, she is a great leader. Clucker is my go-to hen for visitors and intro to hen virgins... and recently I brought her in for a "Chickens 101" at the SPCA. She is a rockstar with confidence, comedy and a whole lotta heart.


"Drama Queen" Jolene
 

Pecking Order Ranking: #3
Celebrity look-a-like: Kim Kardashian
Favorite Book: The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy

Drama Queen Jolene, where do I start with this plucky little hen. Ranking #3 in the pecking order, she's gorgeous and she knows it. She'll strut her stuff and let you know a thing or two about it. The name started out as simply Jolene. She was named after the folk song by Dolly Parton. I was driving home with my newly purchased pullets in a carrier in the backseat when the song came on my Pandora station. I knew it would be a perfect name for one of the hens. The name stayed... then it was improved upon as we got to know each other. Whenever Jolene is picked up she throws a fit as in she's being tortured, corporal cuddling. The first thing in the morning, when the coop is opened she will bolt out of the coop as if she was running for her life. Thus the nickname "Drama Queen" came about.


Little Shy Ruby

  

Pecking Order Ranking: #5

Celebrity Look-a-like: Drew Barrymore

Favorite Movie: Sleepless in Seattle

Ruby-roo is my quiet little observer. She ranks the lowest on the pecking order, though don't tell her that. Ruby doesn't complain much, she just asks for the basic necessities. When the treats come out she sits in the back and waits her turn, and kicks the gravel below her feet. Ruby has the quietest little "coos" and "churps" of all the girls. I don't know if I've ever heard her raise her voice. Ruby-doo loves to chase moths in the summer. She's got a keen eye... in fact those higher on the pecking order are known to let Ruby to the hunting, then they'll sweep to reap the benefits. I always make sure to give Ruby a little extra scratch or table scraps when the others aren't looking. 

Moxie

Pecking Order Ranking: #1

Celebrity Look-a-like: Wanda Sykes

Vacation of Choice: The Playboy Suite- Palms Hotel, Las Vegas, NV

Moxie, Moxie, Moxie... where do I start? She is the leader of the flock. She's got gumption, tenacity, spunk and a whole lotta attitude! Moxie was the first to venture over to our coop from the neighbor's flock. She wondered in, butted Clucker out of her #1 ranking in the pecking order and made herself at home. Moxie is loud, proud and ready to rumble in the jungle. She come running to greet you as soon as you step outside. With a 'tude like hers, a little charisma goes a long way! Moxie's a very smart hen. She knows where to dig for the juicy bugs and she doesn't mind sharing her treasures with the rest... as long as she gets her fill first, that is. Love this little girl, she's got a rockstar attitude with a side of charm!

Hype Girl

 

Pecking Order Ranking: #4

Celebrity Look-a-like: Jennifer Aniston 

Favorite Board Game: Anything that Moxie wants to play

Hype Girl's name describes her best. She is Moxie's Hype Girl. Anything that Moxie wants to do, Hype Girl wants to do. She's here to attend to Moxie's every command. Hype Girl adores Moxie, every step Moxie takes Hype Girl is right behind her. It's a funny relationship. The first photo above pretty much describes their relationship. Where ever Moxie is, Hype Girl can't be far behind. Both the Speckled Sussex's are excellent foragers. They tend to wander more than the Brahmas. But these two ladies are never far apart. They can be spotted foraging through deep leaves with their speckled, fluffy bloomers high in the sky.  

Where it all began... my backyard hens

I've been debating writing this post for a couple months now. I was scared about what people might think. But I want to let people know why I do what I do, and perhaps  begin to shine a light on what they support with their grocery money.

I believe I was 14 or 15 years old when I spent a summer working for a large poultry farm in rural Michigan. Me and a group of locals were instructed to clean the tiny cages between the loads of broilers (meat birds). I will never forget those experiences. The horrors of seeing dead birds that fell in "the pit" (where the manure falls below the stacked cages), the horrors of opening the doors first thing in the morning and not being able to open your eyes because of the sting of ammonia. Don't even get me started on the bathroom situation... Then cleaning cages with chickens' legs caught in the food dispensers, and seeing genetically mutated birds with three legs left after the "good ones" were taken to slaughter; or the dying yellow chick that lay on the ground after it was accidentally stepped on. These are just a couple of the scenes that haunt me to this day... and what encouraged me to get my own backyard hens.

I do want to note that I do not blame the farmers. Though I was too young to understand it at the time, they were no doubt under the grasp of manipulating contracts of large brands seen in supermarkets. The farmers were trying to make a living... and had to do it the way they were told. I don't blame them. They were in no way making it "rich" by choosing the path of large scale food production. If people valued their food more and paid farmers more they wouldn't have to do it this way...

There was no choice for me, I had to go there the mornings. I had to distance myself from the living creatures stacked in rows that I was walking past... I had to play mind games to make myself believe they weren't real, and just "stop thinking about it," and "get through the day." And I did. I got through the days with a paycheck in hand and sights that will never leave me...

These experiences are why I support small sustainable farms. I am not a vegetarian. I enjoy eating meat... but I VALUE the life that gave it to me, and am willing to pay more to the farmers who treat it with the dignity and respect it deserves. We pay a lot more than supermarket price for our meat, and dairy products and thus eat a bit less than we would normally. This is OK with me and my family. We know our money is supporting something we believe in rather than getting a deal that causes suffering (for large-scale farm families and their livestock).  

I was one of the workers in those long, white barns you pass down the back roads of America. I know there is a better way to do it... if people just spent a little extra on meat, dairy, eggs... and a bit less on soda and potato chips. 

Burt's Bees Photo Shoot (Behind The Scenes)

If someone told me that I would be a Burt's Bees model in the future, I would have laughed in their face. Beyond blonde hair, I am as far as a model as they come. I am built like a football player, very solid with broad shoulders, something I've been conscience of my whole life. But guess what, they choose to feature me and my story!

Click here to read the Raise Your Burt's Contest back story!

There is a bit of a delay in this blog post. I needed to wait until the campaign ran to post this! Here it is (you'll have to scroll down to the bottom to see my photo and story). The shoot actually happened mid-November 2012.

The breakfast catering (yes, as in gourmet food) arrived around 8:00am. They set themselves up in the kitchen. Then the lighting and camera equipment arrived, followed by THE Stephanie Rausser and her amazing team (Camera experts and professional hair makeup artist)! Get this, Claudia (the professional hair and makeup artist) was from Milan, Italy, and worked on famous celebrities like Kate Moss and Reese Witherspoon! Bonus, she rescued her black cat from outside her NY apartment!

We all sat down and ate breakfast in our tiny dining room :) The staff from the ad agency (Jennifer and Hayley, the masterminds behind the contest) arrived.

After we ate it was time to try on the outfits they brought for me. Then hair & make up! I had such a blast having my makeup professionally done. That was a first (hopefully not a last) for me.

They photo team set up lights and equipment outside. Then Kyle and I wrangled up the animals (the two cats, two dogs and five hens) and corralled them to the "set."

Kyle outfitted Jennifer, Hayley and Claudia with rakes to stand "behind the scenes" and keep the hens from running off set! Couldn't stop laughing.

Miles, Duncan, Marlo and Riff Raff hung out and did a great job posing for the camera, although the chickens did NOT like to be held next to the cats (can't blame them)!

Half way through the morning the catering  truck came back, and switched out the breakfast with lunch! (Bonus, we got to keep all the leftovers!) Score.

We took a break and came in for lunch.

The second half of the day was shot on the hammock in the back yard. We shot with Duncan, Riff Raff and the hens. By this time, the entire team were expert chicken catchers! Check out the amazing photography assistants' mad chicken catching skills video!




At one point in the photo shoot I remember stating that I've put on so much lip balm that I'll be good for the next five years!


By about 5:00pm we were wrapping up. The team chilled for awhile in our living room, as they one of the team members did a conference call in the upstairs bedroom. It was fun getting to know everyone. They all had a fantastic sense of humor, and were very nice house guests.

Even though I didn't win, this was an experience I will never forget and I was very fortunate to be a part of this. Since I am local (the Burt's Bees company headquarters is located in Durham, NC... an hour down the road) the company invited me for a tour of the HQ! I'm sure there will be a blog post to follow the tour, stay posted!

The photos were used as part of their online social media campaign:
Facebook Post 1 (The pit bull advocates LOVED this one!)
Facebook Post 2 (Fricken 3,400 LIKES and over 450 Shares!)


Enjoy some of the "Behind the Scenes" photos courtesy of Stephanie Rausser Photography!

                                                       

                              

                                      


                          

A Toast to Compost

Compost pile prior to
 being "turned"

Turning the compost pile; an event that happens every three to four months, or in our case, once every year. Yes, we'll admit it. We're horrible at remembering to turn the compost pile. There's no excuse. It's not too late to make another new year's resolution, right? None the less, our compost pile is the gift that keeps on giving.

The amazing compost at the
bottom of the pile. Ready
for the garden.

There are two components (that we were told) to compost. There are "Green" and "Brown" elements. Browns are considered leaves, grass clippings and more leaves. The greens are the "other" compostable elements including foods (breads, fruit peels, leftovers) manure and other compostable goodness! The ratio between greens and browns should be 50/50. It's typically the greens that people have a hard time finding. However with 5 hens living in our backyard, chicken manure is something we're never short on! 

Did you know that hens actually help accelerate the
composting process? They kick and turn up the
material while they eating the weed seeds you
don't want! How cool is that?!

Chicken compost is really potent. Much more potent than horse, pig, or cow manure. You don't want to just place it right on your garden, it will burn your plants. To make kick-ass compost with your chicken manure... it needs to cook in da pile a while (at a hot compost temperature of 130 to 140 degrees for about 60 to 90 days) just to be safe. You don't want to burn your little seedlings! 

The chicken manure I'm pulling out of the coop today should be ready about May. Here's to healthy composting and a yearning for spring!  

Hello. I'm here for Trudy

"Hello. I'm here for Trudy." These were the first words from my mouth this morning when the receptionist at the vet hospital greeted me. She looked me in the eyes and we both knew what I was there for.

Trudy came into my life just 5 short month ago in early August. I had the opportunity to pull the Saint Bernard from death row at rural shelter about an hour southwest of Raleigh. As soon as I saw her photo, my heart sank. But it was worse in person... her rib cage was clearly visible, fleas and ticks covered her filthy coat. Clearly she suffered (with heartworms) in the scorching NC heat for too long. I was so glad our organization, the SPCA of Wake County, could step in and give her a fighting chance.

The first day I took her to the SPCA's Holding Center. I set her up in a kennel and made a comfy bed of blankets so her protruding bones wouldn't hurt on the concrete floors. I took off her old, ragged electric shock collar and replaced it with a new bright red collar. The next day, Saturday, Kyle and I drove down to the Holding Center with frozen KONGS of peanut butter. We gave her a long and cold bath to cool her down in August heat. We spent hours picking fleas off her coat. Then gave her another bath of cold water just for good measure... we set her up with clean blankets and another frozen KONG for the evening.

Clearly she had an assortment of medical issues beyond the heartworms, which we knew when we rescued her. She lived in foster care for weeks, where she suffered from separation anxiety. But she lived inside, with a family in a home as we tried to work with her sad emotional state and medical situations.

After a couple months she came back to the SPCA where she lived in a room where she got a lot of volunteer and staff lovin'. She enjoyed early morning walks around the shelter's woodland paths. But we still knew she had a number of medical issues that needed to be addressed prior to her adoption.

I found out last night that the medical issues were worse than we thought. She had a cancerous tumor in her right front leg. This leg would need to be amputated. Plus the cancerous tumors may have spread to her spleen. This in combination with the heartworms would be too much for us to humanely ask the senior girl to withstand. She needed to be euthanized.

I was the only one she had in this world. I needed to be there for her to stay goodbye.

"Hello. I am here for Trudy."

With a heavy heart the vet tech lead me into the room where Trudy would meet me. A few minutes later a bubbly Trudy pranced into the room and gave me a big lick across the forehead. The vet looked at me and asked if I wanted a few minutes to alone. With tears in my eyes I looked up from the floor and nodded, yes. She left us alone. I sat there with Trudy for five minutes and just pet her. I tried not to get angry at the situation. Where was her family? She had a collar. She was owned. Why didn't her family look for her on death row? Why was she so neglected, flea ridden, and underweight? Above all, how many other Trudys are out there dying ALONE in shelters? I swallowed my anger and exhaled as the vet entered with a series of syringes in her hand.

She joined Trudy and I on the floor. After the first syringe, we slowly guided her to lay down. The second syringe Trudy relaxed completely and went limp. Her chest stopped moving. After the third syringe, the vet listened for her heart beat and gently informed me she was gone.

I say it every day when I wake up in the morning, I have the best job in the world. But sometimes it is tough. Really really tough. But I won't trade it for the world. I was there for Trudy. 

Oh how far a photo will go... Burt's Bees Contest

Early September I saw a Facebook post from Burt's Bees asking their fans to submit a photo "Raising Your Burts." Being the HUGE fan of Burt's Bees that I am, what they say, I do (Ok not literally, but you get the idea).

I've been a fan of Burt's Bees since my aunt LuAnn gave me my first BB lip balm in my Christmas stocking years and years ago. As I grew up, I fell in love with the brand even more because of their commitment to not test on animals, and use only natural products. This solidified my love affair with this brand. 

There were a handful of categories with which you could submit your photo. I chose to highlight my hens and the social issue they stand for. Not only do I support local, sustainable farms, but I also strongly oppose animal testing. My hens are treated humanely and supply my friends and family with "healthy, happy" eggs. 

So I grabbed the bowl of scratch (AKA Chicken Crack) and plopped the nearest tube of Burt's Bees in the middle. With the girls being as dramatic as they are, this was the only way I'd be able to get a shot of them together by the BB lip balm. Feed 'em chicken crack, and they will do whatever you want.

I submitted the photo and that was that. Done. Didn't think anything of it, didn't expect anything to come of it. I thought of it as a fun way to show my support and boast about my lovely hens!

6 weeks later... I get a call from Burt's Bees. I was chosen as 1 of the top 40 semifinalist! Say what!? I won 100 tubes of PERSONALIZED BB lip balms. Guess what you all are getting for Christmas :) 

The next step in the contest was to create a short video showing why I love BB! This normally would be a breeze for me since I do video editing all the time for the SPCA. HOWEVER, it happened to be on a very busy week for me, and we were leaving for a family reunion that weekend. Sigh. So Kyle and I managed to find one evening where we could rush home before it got too dark, and quick throw together a video. It was VERY impromptu and rushed. I hated having to rush it but that was the only way I could have a shot of moving on in the competition. I'm glad we did it.

I was chosen as a finalist. Top 3 in the country, out of over 850 submissions! 

The next 2 weeks were the longest two weeks of my life. The public was asked to vote for their favorite video! Uggg, I shared my video on FB everyday, and told all my friends, family and co-workers to vote for me!

They even posted my photo on their FB page, to over 1.3 MILLION fans!

Thursday, November 1 was the day I was supposed to find out if I won or not. I held my breath all day. Literally. I got mad at people who called me that day because they weren't BB! It was mind numbing, and it reminded me why I hate competition! I have always said that I was the 'least competitive person out there' and this proved it. But I had gone this far, I really wanted to win.

About 4pm that day we got an email saying they weren't going to know... until Monday! Words cannot express how upset I was. I know what it is like to not breathe for 5 days straight. Longest. Weekend. Of. My. Life.

Finally, Monday afternoon at 4PM I had enough. I was so sick of holding my breath... I needed to email my contact at BB with a friendly follow up. My stomach couldn't take the anticipation any longer. A few minutes later I got a call. I didn't win. BUT they are still going to feature me in a BB ad campaign! I wasn't too upset. I was just glad the competition was done. PLUS since I'm local and such a huge fan, they still invited me down to the company factory for a tour and lunch! How sweet is that? I told them that THAT would mean the world to me :)

Tomorrow, Saturday, the contest creator is stopping at the house to scout the place out for the photo shoot! How exciting! I will give you an update and let you know where we go from here!