Writers Block

Why is it so hard to write about myself, well, I mean, it's obviously not too hard cause then this blog wouldn't really exist, but honestly, I have to write a one page bio and I have tried and tried and tried and.... nothing. Give me a paragraph to write, easy, give me a novel to write, no prob, but one single page, aieieieieie. It's just NOT WORKING!!!!
AND I have to submit some photos, well, it feels like my life hangs in the balance of these photos. Why am I so stressed about this? What's with the huge block? I know, it's because it's something new and new things usually come with some degree of discomfort, but this is just silly. Come on! Just write the damn page already! But what should I talk about? My farm, my dreams, my inventory, my kids, my treehouse, my teaching, my car gages that don't work, my burnt bread (almost burnt the bloody house down today), my log cabin, my blue ceiling, my axe? Augh, the pain.

So faithful blog readers, help me out on this one. And what do youse think of these pictures. One of them will go into a brochure and it has to be the most eye-catching one.

So back to burning the house down, (David, maybe you shouldn't read this) I was happily making the most delicious breakfast bread that you could possibly imagine, including, but not limited to, bananas, eggs, flax seed, raisins, walnuts, cold-pressed olive oil, lemon juice, molasses, honey, and stone-ground flour. It kneaded up well, it rose beautifully, the loaves were perfectly shaped and I gave them just a liiiiittle extra time to rise (I'm usually too imatient for that) and they were thrown in the oven and promptly forgotten. Yep, I went outside, visited Grams, fed the animals, etc etc etc and 6 hours later came home to the smell of very burnt bread. Hard as bricks. Can you believe it, the goats still ate them. Yeah, hmmmm. So that was four loaves out the window, literally, and now I'm making one humble loaf so we have something to eat for breakfast tomorrow morning. aaaaah, brain! work already!

Ok now what the heck, my lights are flickering. The power was out for 2 hrs this morning, it was fun! I cooked the kids breakfast on the wood burning stove and we cleaned the house by the light of the gleaming dawn. I think we should have a power outage day once a week. No humming appliances, no tv, no internet, no music, no fans running, it was so peaceful, like heaven.