The Snarky Sprout
raising chickens, children, and a whole lotta hell
A passion for creating chaos
About Me: The Feral Farmwife Behind “The Snarky Sprout”
Hi, I’m Bre, the middle-aged, sarcastic Gen-Xer who somehow went from juggling boss lady life in the professional world to wrangling chickens and toddlers (who, by the way, have more in common than you’d think). You could say I “sprouted” into this feral farm life, but honestly, it’s less of a bloom and more of a controlled explosion.
A few years ago, I traded my suburban comforts (hello, DoorDash and Target runs) for mud-soaked boots, unhinged poultry, and an endless parade of homesteading fails—er, I mean, adventures. Between trying to grow a vegetable garden (which, FYI, is harder than Pinterest makes it look) and raising feral children who believe “outside time” means “destroy everything,” I’ve discovered that nothing builds character quite like farming. Or profanity. Lots of profanity.
I’m fluent in sarcasm, survival-mode cooking, and I can now hold a conversation with a chicken, a 5-year-old, and a stubborn tomato plant all in the same breath. My mornings start with chasing chickens that have somehow escaped their coop (again), and my nights end with Googling “how to keep raccoons from stealing eggs”—and wondering why on earth I thought this was a good idea.
But despite the chaos, this whole homesteading gig has taught me that sometimes the best fertilizer for growth is failure. And wine. Wine helps, too.
On this blog, you’ll get a front-row seat to my unfiltered (and mostly unhinged) journey of farming, cooking, frugality, and child-rearing; peppered with a lot of swearing, sarcasm, and snark. Because if we’re going to survive this feral farm life together, we might as well laugh at it, right?
Now if you’ll excuse me, there’s a chicken in my kitchen.
In this snarky, humorous guide, I share the chaos of raising chickens, children, and a whole lotta hell—often simultaneously. With sarcastic tips and hilarious anecdotes, this post highlights the reality of homesteading while parenting- encouraging readers to embrace the mess, laugh at the madness, and enjoy the unpredictable journey.
In this post, I share my journey from the exhausting world of urban life to the unpredictable chaos of homesteading. With humor and sarcasm, I recount the reasons behind trading in crime and commutes for chickens and kids, and why embracing this new kind of chaos has been the best decision ever.
This blog post gives a no-nonsense, humorous take on the gritty reality of homesteading, covering everything from broken equipment and septic woes to the challenges of bad weather and expensive repairs. It highlights the importance of preparation, hands-on learning, and getting comfortable with the messiness and unpredictability of homesteading life.
This blog post provides a humorous and practical guide for navigating the delightful chaos of homesteading, offering tips on how to handle children, chores, and chickens without losing your mind. With strategies for embracing chaos, involving kids, and finding time for yourself, it emphasizes the importance of laughter and flexibility in the whirlwind of farm life.
“The Snarky Sprout: A hilarious, no-nonsense take on homesteading, parenting, and frugal living. Join the chaos of raising chickens, children, and hell—served with sarcasm and a side of snark!”
