I have had a number...OK an overwhelming avalanche of new people like my Facebook page Oleo
Acres. With the influx of new people I feel like I need to update my blog, and get a good solid
introduction written. OK, I know me, I can be long winded so today, I am focusing on the basics
of my family.
Of course there is myself. I am a 35 year old pagan, polyamorus, bisexual, mamma of 5. Three
little boys by blood, and the other two are my dfam (daughters from another mother). I am a
crafty, creative, innovative farm chick that prides myself in having the occasional touch of class.
I grew up on a 30 acre hobby farm where my parents raised much of our own food and what we
didn't raise we either bought from our neighbors or traded with them. I am no stranger to
butchering my own meat, nor raising and preserving my own food although much of the things I
once knew as a child has been lost to my memory and years of living the town life.
I have been married twice, the first marriage ended amicably when we realized that we made
better friends than a married couple. We are still friends to this day and my Ex's wife is my best
friend. I married one of the loves of my life just over 5 years ago. He is my Hubs, the man that is my strength, my calm, and the voice of reason when I have lost all of mine. Between him and the
BF they keep my temperamental fits to a minimum and help me be a better person than I could
ever be on my own. I have had several health issues in the previous years leading to a knee with
no tendons or ligaments really left holding it together, which means I have to move carefully
most of the time to keep from toppling over like a domino, and a 30lb lifting weight limit for the
rest of my life. I have had to come up with very creative ways to achieve what should be simple
tasks. Trust me, I don't mention it much because it is what it is and I have to deal with it so I try
not to complain, however the frustration of having to wait for someone to help me does get to
me from time to time.
Now on about the Hubs. He is 32, and comes from a small town on the Peninsula area of
Washington state. He married his high-school sweetheart at barely 18 and had two beautiful little
girls with her. They divorced several years later due to both of them having grown in different
directions through the years. They both love the girls like there is nothing else in the world that
matters and I am glad to say I am glad my girls have such a loving mother out there to be with
when they aren't with us. Hubs is attending college part time and working full time which means
he is a busy busy man. Somehow he still finds time to help me when he knows that things are getting to me or when he just wants to give me a couple hours of peace. He will be posting some
to our Facebook page off and on I am sure as the mood hits him so I should allow him to say
something about himself.
Our oldest is 12. She is my tween that is going on adulthood. Extremely mature for her age, open,
willing to ask questions we are happy to answer for her. She has the biggest heart but knows
how to take a deep breath and do what needs to be done despite it not always being pleasant.
She is quirky funny, and keeps us all laughing and eager to spend time with her. She currently
has the responsibility of taking care of all the rabbits we own as well as her own garden plot. She also has been practicing and becoming very proficent with the recurve bow PawPaw got her for Christmas. You will usually hear me refer to her here as Tater.
Our Bug is 8, she is our little sweet princess, in most senses of the word. She loves her garden spot, and loves picking things out of it and planting them, however doesn't like getting dirty that much. She is my girly girl, the one that is focused on pink and purple and Barbies and Monster High. She adores her sister, is annoyed by her brothers, and has a smile that can make even the biggest grump smile along with her.
Demon and Spawn are our two boys that are just barely 11 months apart. Demon is 6 and my book worm type kid. Usually the quiet one, the one that is easy to please, and tries hard to please everyone. Don't get me wrong, he has a temper, but it is usually well controlled. He doesn't like to work hard physically, and if he breaks a sweat he begs that he is too tired and needs to go to bed. We are working with him on this. He does like team sports, but is timid around animals of all sorts. He is my little ray of sunshine and pops off with some of the most profound things out of the blue.
Spawn is 5, and has some special needs. He has speech delays and it has been tossed around that he may be ADHD or on the Autism spectrum. However we have learned a multitude of ways to work with him with his sensory needs and his quirks and have found that he functions best when not medicated. This may change as he gets older, but I see him improving daily, learning to take a deep breath and calm himself when he would usually have exploded sky high. Spawn is empathetic, a lover -and- a fighter, funny, bubbly, and delightfully unpredictable.
Last but not least, is Slick (born during an ice storm that my poor father had to drive me to the hospital on roads that were sheeted with more ice than an ice skating rink) He is three, so close to four that it almost doesn't matter, and despite being the baby of the family he is well able to hold his own against his older siblings. He just started preschool this year and despite a speech delay on his part has excelled in all other areas of his education. He is my little ninja. If we leave him alone in his bedroom in the front of the house, to use the bathroom in the middle of the house, he will have made a silent trip to the back of the house undetected to get something that he knows he isn't supposed to have to try to tear it apart or taste it or figure it out back in his bedroom. It is amazing how many times we have called poison control for Slick. A nurse named Karen knows me by my voice when I call.
All in all these are the people in our home. My family. The people that make Oleo Acres and the dream we are working for that much more important. Feel free to comment, ask questions, make suggestions for topics. I will appreciate every one.