Chickens, Teacups & Mountain Lions (or, My Year So Far)

I’m back! I don’t mean to be cliche, but I realize that I haven’t posted in over two weeks… and not one post since 2017! So, first I must apologize.

Now that that’s over with, I’ll start right off by telling you all about my year so far. 🙂

First things first, chickens! Back in December, we adopted 10 chickens from our good friends. Since then, we have been getting eggs, lot… and eating eggs for breakfast, a lot… and even for dinner once! Below is a picture of our sweet chickies. (Since the picture was taken, one of our chickens, Piggy by name, has passed away. She—how shall I put this—encountered a bobcat.)


But we’ve been having a lot of fun. I say “we,” but my parents and my 9-year-old sister do most of the taking-care of them. But we all enjoy the eggs. 🙂


Second, teacups! This past Friday my friend and I had the unique opportunity to help pack up someone’s home so they could have their walls painted. It wasn’t just anyone’s home, though— it was the home of the parents of a lady at our church, age 83 and 86, respectively.

I felt very privileged to meet Mr. and Mrs. Oakes, who are quite amazing people. Mrs. Oakes had helped set up nursing programs all over the world, from the United States to Taiwan and other places in Asia. She was the first woman to ride in the aid car in Seattle in 1968, when 911 was first implemented. Mr Oakes was an international banker who would travel all over the world to audit banks— meaning he’d surprise them by showing up out of the blue to make sure no one was stealing.

My friend and I had the job of wrapping all the antiques from a giant china cabinet. There were so many teacups… at least twenty, maybe thirty or more. Not to mention bowls and serving platters and other things that were over a hundred years old.

And we got to bubble wrap lamps! That was a blast. And not something you get to do everyday, either. 😉

As we began to wrap up the contents of another cabinet, Mrs. Johnson (the Oakes’ daughter) picked up an antique, saying, “It looks like it came from Value Village, doesn’t it? This was specially commissioned by the President of Taiwan to be made for my mother because she helped set up their nursing program, and it took four people to make it. It’s probably worth at least four hundred dollars.” She handed it to me. “Be careful.”

Needless to say, my friend and I didn’t take any chances with these antiques.

All in all, it was a very fun experience. As parting gifts, and because the Oakeses were cleaning out back drawers and cabinets, my friend and I were each sent home with a bag of marshmallows and a can of sweetened condensed milk and a toothbrush and toothpaste (please don’t ask me why), and two books, and—I was rather excited about this last one—my very first paycheck, ever.

So that was exciting.

Third, mountain lions! Or, more correctly, mountain lion. (Because there was only one.)

I don’t know how proper it is to put this into a post that’s supposed to be an account of my year, because this had absolutely nothing to do with me, but I want y’all to hear about it, so here goes.

My mom’s parents live in Colorado Springs, up in the mountains. They see lots of wildlife, deer and bears and such, but the most feared is the mountain lion. On Saturday, Nana called with an exciting story to tell us. It went like this:

Nana was standing in her kitchen, talking to my grandpa, who had the day off. Then her dog, a tiny, frail, elderly Chihuahua, Annabelle, needed to be let out. Nana opened the door and let her out, watched her walk off the deck, and turned back to her conversation as Annabelle did her business.

When Nana turned back, Annabelle was gone. Nana walked off the deck and saw Annabelle, trembling, and, not ten feet in front of the little Chihuahua, there stood a huge mountain lion, glaring at the dog, preparing for his pounce.

Nana, terrified for her dog, whispered, “Annabelle, Annabelle, go!” Annabelle skittered under the deck, and the mountain lion turned his gaze to my grandma.

They faced off, Nana pulling herself up to her full height of 5’4 as she stared the mountain lion in the eye. He stared right back. (No, I’m not exaggerating. She really did look him straight in the eye. I have one brave Nana…)

Nana describes herself feeling so, so scared. She couldn’t yell for my grandpa… first, because she was too scared, and second, because who knew what the mountain lion would do if she made a sudden loud noise?

Nana just kept staring that mountain lion down—and he kept staring right back. Finally, in a calm, stern voice, she said, “Go. Go. Get out of here.”

The mountain lion stared at her one moment longer, before turning around and jumping out of the backyard, taking the fence with him. Nana scooped up Annabelle and ran inside. They were both unharmed (though I can’t say the same for the fence… which is in pretty bad shape), but more than a little shaken up.

I wanted to boast on my courageous Nana. In case you’re not familiar with how totally scary mountain lions are (especially when they’re standing less than ten feet from you with no glass in between and he’s staring you in the eye), I’ll show you a few pictures.

Need I go on? I don’t think so.

I don’t think its necessary to remind anyone that a mountain lion can leap as high as fifteen feet and as far as forty feet. (My grandma was standing less than ten feet from the mountain lion.) I don’t need to tell you guys that mountain lions are 6-7 feet long and have some of the strongest claws in the animal world. No, I think you’re all sufficiently impressed without all that fascinating trivia.

Well, that’s a little snippet of my year this far. I hope you enjoyed it!

One more thing before I sign off. How do you like my new look? I’ve changed up the blog a bit recently, trying to give it a new feel. Please tell me what you think! I’d love the feedback!

God bless you in 2017!


How has your year gone this far? Tell me about it in the comments below! And be sure to let me know how you like my blog’s new look. It would make my day. 🙂 

3 thoughts on “Chickens, Teacups & Mountain Lions (or, My Year So Far)”

  1. This almost perfectly sums up our 2017 as it has been this year! You told the story about the mountain lion so well! Great look, too! I love the wood background!

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