Fear the Reaper

I'd like to raise chickens someday. This involves some not so pleasant things. When a friend was looking for some help slaughtering some of their chickens I decided to volunteer. I figure I had better know what I am getting into with this chicken thing. I think everyone should have to slaughter at least one animal to experience first hand the life that is taken each time we eat meat.

I did everything from catching the chicken in the coop to preparing it for storage. It was something else to directly cause the death of such an innocent and beautiful creature. Horrifying, yet necessary. Overall, it was a positive learning experience but I don't think I am going to eat chicken for a little while.

Is That Really Me?

We were able to buy some awesome pictures from the photographer at Elevation. That's me to the left. WTF? Is that me? It's a bit strange. I don't think I've finished settling into my new girly self.

Post Elevation

Elevation was a couple weekends ago. It's a 4-day belly dance festival in my town. It;s the biggest dealifo the year for my dance troupe so we spend lot sof time getting ready. It was a huge success this year and lots of fun. Problem is that once it is all over, I can't help but feel sad for alittle while. It's like a "well, what's next" feeling for a little while.

It's over for me now though - I go to Moab on Friday! :) :) :)