I need a SUPER PAC

So, I just decided…I NEED A SUPER PAC!  If we’re going to get everything, or anything for that matter, done on this house then we need an unending supply of money.  Enter:  Pedersen for President SUPER PAC.  Hmmm…what would my party be?  Something that isn’t out there yet, right?  The Broke-Parent Party.  The BP Party, yeah, that’s it.  That works.  So there we have it:  instead of Romney or Obama, just donate it to me.  I’ll use it wiser and be just as selfish with it…

Broke-Parent Party:  Pedersen for President 2012.  🙂

14 Years Ago tonight…

WOW.  It’s really true.  As my husband said this morning, we HAVE been married longer than he/we attended public school.  And yes, I did not know what I was getting into when we had to stop and wash the car (corn syrup and powdered sugar) before we headed to Sidney, NE for the night.  And, I suppose I envisioned a milk cow in my future, but probably not at an acreage in Washington state!  Perhaps Wyoming or the Dakotas?  It’s been an adventure for sure.  14 years, 8 addresses, 4 area codes, 6 zip codes, 2 kids, and a slew of critters…Happy Anniversary, Lover (he loves it when I call him that).

Clarification!

So, I’m out milking this morning (there is something so peaceful about milking at a quarter after 5:00am) and I was giggling to myself.  Belly Acres Ranch is a tad misleading.  A tad?  Ok, a lot!  We don’t have a ranch at all!  We have 2.51 acres with a couple barns, a shop and a chicken coop.  I told Mason yesterday that if we have a cow we must be farmers.  He said (very emphatically), “No!  We’re not farmers, we don’t have a tractor!”  Duh Mommy.  So the “ranch” name is just for fun.

Hello world!

This is my first post.  They say to write something about why I’m starting this.

Hmm…basically everyone has said I need to and while I’m hesitant to “put it all out there” I do realize that I can still give myself and my family privacy and blog at the same time.

Why Belly Acres?  Jeff and I joked way back when that we’d name our ranch (if we ever got one) Belly Acres/Belly Achers (meaning, big bellies and/or big complainers).  We now have our “mini-farm” out here on the beautiful, rolling Palouse and I’m quickly filling it with useful animals.  One hay burner (horse) is enough right now!

Enjoy the posts-mixed with some humor, some seriousness and faith, but hopefully not a lot of political flair (although since it’s my blog I can talk about whatever I want, right?).

Be blessed today!