1. I made three pounds of ground beef jerky last night in my new dehydrator. It was a failure in that I slept through the alarm that told me when to shut off the dehydrator. Can you say... beef sawdust? But the success was that it was my first use of the Excalibur, and gives me hope and confidence for future endeavors! (And my husband claims to like to the crunchy concoction, so all is not lost).
2. The chickens are free!! Well, they're not exactly free-ranging it, but with the coyote population around here, it's a darned good thing for them that they're not. They're in their spacious new husband-built movable chicken pen, eating fresh grass each day and turning out eggs like little clucking factories.
3. Speaking of chickens, I stretched the leftover chicken wings out for three lunches. Could I have eaten them in one sitting? Most definitely. Did I? No. That's self-restraint of epic proportions right there, y'all.