Posted on | December 8, 2013 | No Comments
….is that even 11 days after Thanksgiving.
Long after Timmy, our Elf on the Shelf, has appeared….
and the onset of December’s freezing rain has forced me to pull out the winter clothes and put away the summer outfits.
When we can’t avoid getting out this stuff any more….
Posted on | December 6, 2013 | 6 Comments
We all have a role to play. No one’s contribution can be underestimated.
Last weekend, someone around here forgot their role and I refuse to be held responsible for it.
After all, everyone knows I am the animal hoarder manager and it is my job to snatch up the adorable…
and the ridiculously ugly.
Posted on | December 4, 2013 | 3 Comments
So I was minding my own business, driving a kid to town for basketball practice, when I saw it. Right there. Out in the open. For anyone to see.
15 bags of leaves. Huge brown paper bags. Filled to the brim with leaves. Stacked neatly at the curb for pick up.
I drove by slowly. Were those bags really at the curb? Was the person really putting those out for pick up? Were all the cars driving by not even slightly interested in those bags? Are there rules about taking someone else’s bagged leaves???
I know what you’re thinking. Since this is what I can see from my kitchen window…
…what the heck would I find appealing about bags of leaves? Read more
Posted on | December 3, 2013 | 6 Comments
The coldest days of the season aren’t here yet. But now that we’ve had the first few freezes and some winter rains, we discovered where the faults were in our farming set up. The floating row covers were doing a great job protecting the fall ground crops. Too bad row covers wouldn’t work for the peas. The peas were just tall enough to need a trellis and not hardy enough to withstand a heavy frost, so they had to be covered up, too. Good thing I had this clothing rack hanging around at the top of the driveway for…um…well, I was saving it because….huh. Apparently, I was saving it to make a pea trellis. For which it worked perfectly.
Especially with that handy center bar to attach the row cover to. Brilliant.
Posted on | November 24, 2013 | 5 Comments
Well, the boys went to the football game.
But I’m the one who scored. After an afternoon spent working on the fence and raking leaves, I wanted to get off the farm for a bit. Since the places I could go in my ripped and stained barn clothes were limited, I settled on a quick trip to the dump (cheaper than a trip to Lowe’s Home Improvement or the feed mill, which are the only other appropriate places for ripped and stained barn clothes). Excuse me, the solid waste convenience center. Which is conveniently open only 3 days each week. Usually I choose the weekday option in order to avoid the weekend rush and, by default, my neighbors seeing me in my ripped and stained barn clothes. But I was feeling bold and looking for excitement so off I went. Yeah, I know, you wish your life was as interesting as mine. Read more
Posted on | November 19, 2013 | 2 Comments
Around here we refuse to celebrate Christmas early. Because we think Thanksgiving counts, too. And because my kids in year round school get 3 weeks off in December so if we start doing all the fun stuff in November then I am screwed the kids are bored during break.
So we take time for Thanksgiving. We hang the Thanksgiving wreaths.
We put out a cornucopia filled with leaves and pine cones and gourds from the garden.
Posted on | October 31, 2013 | 4 Comments
We follow old school rules around here. With winter approaching and forage decreasing, anyone who can be eaten or sold will be eaten or sold. OJ went to the flea market.
He was a friendly rooster but he enjoyed taking the hens all the way down to the end of the driveway. We have sacrificed enough ducks and guineas to the road. Laying hens are too valuable to waste. Besides, he was a bit overzealous in the mating department. When the hens started getting bare shoulders, his days were numbered and the second-in-command was promoted. Welcome Michael, our Cuckoo Maran/Delaware cross, to the top of the pecking order.
Posted on | October 30, 2013 | No Comments
Can we fall back yet? ‘Cause I’ve been leanin’ in until it hurts.
First, the summer garden was putting a lot of pressure on the nightly dinner plan. After all, I was running out of menu ideas to use up the eggplant,
and cherry tomatoes that were still coming in.
Posted on | October 22, 2013 | 3 Comments
I have a freezer full of bacon. That I never make.
Because who’s going to get burned from grease splatters while cooking the bacon?
And who’s going to scrub the grease and bacon bits from the pan used on the stove or the plate used in the microwave?
And who’s going to have to clean the grease splatters off the stove top or wipe down the entire interior of the microwave?
Do not tell me to cook bacon in the oven on a cookie sheet or broiler tray. Do NOT. That little adventure is how my children learned that you really can put out a fire in the oven by pouring an entire box of baking soda on it.
Guess who got to clean up the burned bacon bits, the grease, AND the baking soda out of the oven?
Oh, that’s right.
So I had little faith when I stumbled upon this product at the Hospice Flea Market store.
Posted on | October 13, 2013 | 2 Comments
I have a lot to tell you. For the past 6 weeks, I haven’t been at a loss for words. Just at a loss for time. But don’t worry. I took lots of pictures and jotted down a bunch of scribbly notes that I will not be able to read or probably even find when I have time to sit down and write. Some of them, though, are written in the margins of my Anatomy & Physiology book. For the $85 that I paid for a used textbook, I figured I shouldn’t have to find a piece of scrap paper when a blog post inspiration forced itself inbetween my thoughts on respiratory rhythmicity centers and endochondral ossification. I paid handsomely for the right to doodle all over those pages. Besides, it is the fault of A&P that I never have time to write anyway. Back in September I had the bright idea that I should take an online course in an attempt to see if I could continue my education and advance my career while simultaneously juggling night shift, 2 kids back in school with its accompanying activities and assignments, 2 kids at home full time on their 3 week semester break, and, of course, the farm. All during hunting season for The Other Half.
I know what you’re thinking. I could have paid you the $85, asked if you thought I could manage it all, you could have laughed in my face, and we both would have been better off. Live and learn, people. Live and learn.
Regardless, in the midst of a dreary and rainy weekend, I stumbled into a Sunday bright spot. The fridge was filled with leftover venison fajitas from earlier in the week and an extra pepperoni pizza from Big’s birthday party on Saturday. That meant that “microwave” was my only meal plan for the day. My A&P quiz was extended until Monday at 11pm, which, of course, meant I would worry about it on, well, Monday. Church was celebrating homecoming so all the usual afternoon activities like youth group and children’s choir were cancelled and, therefore, so were my chauffeuring duties. We left Sunday morning service with clean souls and a clean slate for the rest of the day.
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