Ladies. It’s time we talked. That’s right, you know
what I’m referring to.
Wondering who I am? I’m Merit Badge Awardee Jane (MBA Jane for short). In my former life …
Well, my little chickadees, I’m moving on to successful Farmgirl in a speedy fashion! I’ve done it: I’m an animal owner (Ms. Twinkles doesn’t count, she thinks she’s a person and I hate to dash her hopes and dreams of world domination by telling her she’s a Pomeranian).
I brought home three of the cutest, spunkiest, most adorable baby chicks EVAH!
Now the requirements for my newest badge, Backyard Farmer, are a no-brainer.
Yarrrrr! Happy Saturday, one and all. Such positive responses we’re receiving from everyone about GirlGab. It’s SO much fun to see what everyone is up to day-to-day, and how much we all have in common! (Like, duh, totally.) Today, Rebecca Almy, Sister #3433, is giving a review of one of my favorite books, The Dirty Life, by Kristin Kimball. Andrea Furber, Sister #4019, is making …
Wondering who I am? I’m Merit Badge Awardee Jane (MBA Jane for short). In my former life …
After the trauma I endured turning off all my electronics in my last badge attempt, I decided to try a merit badge that would be a little less on the stressful side, a little more on the yummy side: namely, the Unprocessed Kitchen badge—purchasing a guilty pleasure item at the grocery store and then replicating it (organically, of course) at home.
Now, I’ve never been much of a cook, but I am motivated by some things, and salt and vinegar potato chips are one of them! Nothing has put me in the gym faster than a midnight binge of salty, greasy goodness. Maintaining my figure would be a heck of a lot easier without them, you know what I’m saying? They may, in fact, be …
Wondering who I am? I’m Merit Badge Awardee Jane (MBA Jane for short). In my former life …
I’m doing it, hens. The impossible. The never-before attempted. The merit badge requirement that leaves me nervous, weirded out, and full of butterflies in my stomach. More than sewing, more than getting greasy with my car, more than the thought of tent camping …