The Apprentice Life

We've spent the past three months living in extremely close quarters with 6 other people. It's a struggle at times (mostly just to keep the kitchen clean), but we magically all get along... better than you would expect from a random group of twenty-somethings who wanted to work and learn on a farm in Alaska for the summer!

To describe certain feelings and experiences, we've come up with a few expressions that we use multiple times a day.
The first one: Hangry. Hungry + Angry
Sometimes we'll get grumpy and snappy and in a funk, and then we realize that it is really just our hanger speaking. Usually shows around 11 am or 5 pm. It can get bad. Luckily there are now rows of juicy sugar snap peas to apPEAse us when hanger strikes.

Then my favorite: MLIF. My Life Is Farm
We throw this word out probably too much now, but it's so perfect.
The farm kids are playing with legos mixed with dry moose poop. MLIF.
My hat fell down the outhouse... MLIF!
Can't make it to the kitchen without stopping to eat peas for five minutes... MLIF
Boot zippers are stuck because there is poop jammed in them. MLIF!
Eat as many peas as possible during the week so that we don't have to harvest as many on harvest days... MLIF.

Throwing poop at your friends and coworkers is the norm (compost heap making!), shoes only happen when the cracks in your feet get too bad, dinner can be found 20 steps from the kitchen, there are always shavings from wood carving on the floor, second lunch happens most days, and hot chocolate is the hottest commodity.
It's hard to believe that we only have 7 weeks left here... time flies! But at least there's more thyme in the garden!