Thursday, November 24, 2011

So...full...can't...type...*gasp*


Strawberry pavlova.
Pumpkin pie with Nightwood logo.


I am so stuffed, I feel like a turkey!

Our Thanksgiving menu:
  • Turkey (from the yard)
  • Mashed potatoes, which were from *oh the horror* store bought potatoes.  We had a horrible potato harvest this year, and Aldi had potatoes on sale: 10 lbs for $1.49, so I picked up a bag.
  • Green beans from the garden
  • Turkey gravy
  • Rolls from scratch
  • Sweet potato casserole, but I actually used squash instead of sweet potatoes.
  • Stuffing, from a box. *sigh* I know, but my family loves that stuff, and it's easy...and cheap - .89 a box at Aldi.
  • Pavlova
  • Pumpkin pie, made with our own pumpkin.
I remember when I hated shopping for Thanksgiving dinner, since I'd spend so much and still need to shop for the rest of the week's groceries.  This year, I bought potatoes, butter, stuffing, cool whip, strawberries, pecans, sugar and flour, so our total spent for Thanksgiving dinner was about $15.


Homesteading, gardening, and from-scratch baking are the things I am most thankful for this year.  Oh, and of course that new washer and dryer. ;)  What are you most thankful for?


Thursday, November 17, 2011

Why am I a glutton for punishment?

I really don't know what it is about this time of year that makes me want to start a major remodeling/redecorating project.  I've just been looking back through some pics and realized it's an ongoing issue.  I must be a masochist.

In 2007, I was doing the living room flooring on Thanksgiving day.  We finished dinner and went right to work.  It was my Christmas gift, and I wanted the floor done before the tree went up.  I still love my floor.
before

After


In 2008, Little Sis' room was my holiday rush project.  From pink to blue, fairies to horses, complete with new flooring and a mysterious dead thing in the wall.  Oh, I also redid a bunch of stuff in the kitchen just before I started her room.

In 2009, Big Sis' room got a makeover, from Nightmare Before Christmas to something a little brighter.  The flooring was fine, but the ceiling needed papering, and I remember what a nightmare that was.  Ha. It was a Nightmare. Before Christmas.  Or maybe way after Christmas, by the time it was done.  That's one project I won't repeat.

In 2010, Eöl's bathroom was the project.  I still need to install new light fixtures, and eventually there will be a new sink, but it did get a new ceiling and paint job and looks pretty nice.

Fauxing it up.

I do other projects over the winter, but it seems I'm always involved in something that needs to be finished before I can start cooking for Thanksgiving.  Of course this year is no exception. *shrugs*

I've been watching Hoarders.  Actually, I've been watching a lot of junk lately; it's something to do during my very boring physical therapy exercises.   Anyway...the show always inspires me to clean, organize, and throw stuff out.

So...my upcoming adventure involves cleaning out the storage part of the garage, moving one of the freezers out there, moving a chest of drawers from the garage to a bedroom, and redoing a small chest to put in Eöl's bathroom.

I'll also be gutting my closet.  I'm sure I'll find Jimmy Hoffa in there.  Or at least a skeleton or two.  But I may not start the closet project until Thanksgiving weekend, when I will have time to finish it.  I couldn't stand to sleep in my room with all that stuff spread around.  I'd have hoarder nightmares. *shudder*

Am I the only one compelled to start crazy projects at this time of year?

Monday, November 14, 2011

In the lap of luxury...


...is a relative term.  If you are used to gold plated utensils and liveried servants, then anything less would not be luxury.  However, if that's what you are used to, you most likely aren't reading this, as you are too busy trying to get Justin Bieber scheduled for your next tweener party.

For me, luxury is pretty simple to define:



My comfy couch. 

Firewood - cut, split, dried...and delivered.
 By the way, that's not a retouched photo.  But it's how every firewood delivery looks to me, anyway.  Can you hear the angelic chorus?  I can.

There was a time, not so long ago, that all of our wood came from our own woodlot.  The most high tech tool used in the harvesting of said wood was...a chainsaw.  That's it.  No tractor.  Not even a horse.  Just me, the chainsaw, and a wheelbarrow.  Oh, and then there was the splitting...with an ax and a maul.  No gas powered wood splitter.

On the firewood front, we didn't wimp out...we ran out.  Or close to it.  Our woodlot isn't all that big, and needs time to recover.  We still cut up the storm damaged trees, but we don't want our place anywhere near clear cut.  We want to live in the woods, and for that, we need, well, woods.


And finally...the new washer... and dryer.
Yes, that's right.  Country Wife has moved forward a few hundred years, and now does laundry in a washing machine.  **collective gasp of horror**

At first, I felt like a bit of a failure, dropping out of my laundry challenges that way.  I hate giving up.  But when I considered the resources invested in hand washing and indoor line drying vs those invested in the new machines, the machines were definitely the best investment.  

The wettest year on record for our area was probably a contributing factor.  Some days, when the weather was warmish but dampish, we were burning wood just to get the laundry dry.  The house was full of moisture and the windowsills were mildewing.  My time was spent washing and hanging the laundry, mopping up puddles, and constantly wiping down the windowsills.  Honestly, I have better things to do.

Of course I will still line dry in the summer; nothing smells as sweet as line dried laundry. 

The new machines are much more efficient than my old ones.  I can't get over how much easier my life feels now.  I am actually doing laundry as I type this!  (Not something you'd understand unless you'd done all your laundry by hand for a while.)

With all my new free time, I'm hoping to get back to work on the house.  First on the list are those pink counter tops in the laundry room.  Egads!! Can you believe our whole kitchen had those when we moved in? The laundry room sink also needs an overhaul; hard water leaves some pretty ugly stains.

But as I was saying, luxury is a relative term.  I know people that complain when they have to stack firewood that was delivered to them, and people that moan about having to do a load of laundry.  If you've done it the hard way, you won't ever complain about those things again.  I stacked firewood with a smile on my face and a (very off key) song on my lips.  I do laundry now with a little dance and a maniacal laugh.

Maybe I'll be a better listener to my friends now.  Before, when they would complain to me, I'd just stare at them unblinkingly, until they remembered that I was hauling wood in a wheelbarrow (uphill) and doing laundry in a frickin' bucket.  At this point, they'd stare sheepishly at the floor and change the subject.

Maybe now I'll be a nicer person.  Or maybe not. Bwhahahahaha!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Couch Hunting


We haven't owned a couch in ages.   We did have a futon for a while, until it fell apart.  Then we had his and hers chairs and footstools, but really missed the snuggling made possible by a comfy couch.  

I'd planned to use the earnings from my seasonal job to buy a nice couch, but thanks to the earthquake in Japan and our temporary retirement, those earnings were needed for other things...like electricity. *rolls eyes*  Besides, we'd done a bit of couch shopping, and I couldn't find anything I liked.  Not that there aren't a lot of nice sofas available, but I wanted something unique.  Vintage would've been ok, but buying used furniture is too big of a gamble when Ohio is a veritable epicenter of the bedbug population.  

Remember when all the sofas were Naugahyde?  I'm not sure if they stopped making those because of the efforts of the Save The Nauga Foundation or the Foundation For Save The Skin On The Back Of My Thighs.  

Anyway, thanks to my beloved's thoughtfulness, or maybe just the fact that he was tired of being drug (sometimes kicking and screaming) from one furniture store to another, looking for something inexpensive and unusual, Eöl decided to launch his own Couch Hunt. 

This is the story of that exciting adventure:



Here is our Hero, stalking the elusive Sofa Beast.


He spots an entire herd of Sofa Beasts!
He selects the one best suited to his needs, based on age and size....
and the fact it's leaning over the driveway.


As Eöl readies his tools, the Sofa Beast charges unexpectedly!


With lightning fast reflexes...and a sharp chainsaw...our Hero fells the Sofa Beast.

Notoriously hard to kill, this Sofa Beast needs further subduing.


At last, the Beast is field dressed.

The Ritual Skinning of the Sofa Beast:  the hide makes excellent mulch for flower beds.

Properly processed, the Sofa Beast is now ready for trophy mounting.


The sinew of a Sisal Critter has been added for additional strength and comfort.

The finished sofa is inspected by His Royal Barkiness.


lol...I know...I have way too much fun with the mundane.  Though there's nothing mundane about my one of a kind sofa!! WOOT!

The couch was my early anniversary present.  I was going to make cushions for it over the winter since I really didn't have time when Eöl built it.  In the meantime, I opted for using the mattress from our deceased futon.  I kind of like the futon mattress, so I'll just be making a new quilt for the back of the couch.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE my couch!!! It is MADE OF AWESOME!!!  It's the most comfortable couch I've ever sat on.  I know better than to lie down on it if I need to stay awake.  I'm out in about three seconds if I stretch out; it's just like a hammock...so comfy!!

And now, if you'll excuse me, the Couch Beast is trying to creep away, and I must hold it down with my body weight while munching bonbons.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Meet BOB (Now with added features!)

*I edited this post to add some things I'd forgotten.

As promised in my earthquake post....

 This is BOB.  Say hi, Bob!


BOB:  Bug Out Bag.  There are other nicknames and acronyms for these handy packs:  Grab and Go/ GAG bag (that one just sounds like something that would be full of plastic vomit); Go Pack; Panic Bag (sounds like something that would be full of real vomit).  There are tons more, depending on which book you're reading about survival, or which websites you visit.

There are also suggestions as to what to carry in your BOB in each survival book and website.  Some of them can be pretty over the top, like the one that suggested a folding chair.  If you can't get by for 72 hours without a CHAIR, go ahead and kiss your butt goodbye.  That same list was about a page long and included so much stuff that was bigger than a breadbox a cart was required to haul it all.  Can you just see me pushing my BOB down the highway?  I keep picturing scenes from the movie The Book of Eli.

What you carry in your BOB is really up to you.  The basics of food, water, and first aid should get you through 72 hours, but you'll probably be wishing you had a lot of other things (besides a Big Mac and cable tv) when the time comes.

72 hours, or three days, is the rule of thumb for emergency supplies.  You need a MINIMUM of three days worth of supplies.  More certainly wouldn't hurt, but you really don't want to carry it all with you.

When we decided to put together our BOBs, I thought about how we may actually use them.  For one thing, they are handy to have in the car.  We live in Ohio, so snowstorms are common in the winter, and it's a good idea to have emergency supplies whenever we leave the house.

A BOB would also be great in case of medical emergencies:  imagine you have to rush a family member to the hospital, and you are stuck waiting in the ER for hours at a time.  After the last year, I'm an expert on waiting rooms, snack machines, and dying of boredom.  A BOB would've made things easier.  OK, I probably wouldn't need my fire starting kit or tarp, but then again, after 24 hours in the ER, I'd like to light a fire under some doctors...metaphorically, of course. ;)

Then of course there's the real reason for putting together a BOB:  any emergency that requires you to leave the house to seek shelter in another location.  Personally, we prefer to 'shelter in place', so it would have to be a major thing to get us out of the house:  a chemical spill, toxic gas, or something along those lines.  But it's best to be prepared for whatever eventuality may force the use of BOB.  Besides, I've read one too many novels involving EMPs, and it's a long walk home from anywhere I go.

Now for the big question:   What the hell do I put in this thing and how the hell am I supposed to carry 3 gallons of water in it? 


The "gallon per person per day" rule for water is a tricky one.  It's no big deal if you are in your home or car, but to carry that, on foot, for any number of miles could be pretty exhausting.  A gallon of water weighs about 8 pounds, so that's an extra 24 pounds in your pack...per person.  If you have someone that can't carry their own, then you are looking at even more weight.  My plan, should this come up, is to carry as much as possible, but also to carry water purification tablets so that we can refill our water bottles from creeks and streams.  Thankfully, water sources are plentiful in our area.

The first aid kit is an absolute must have.  This is ours:

 The contents easily fit into a gallon size ziplock bag.


In addition to first aid supplies, I keep fire starting supplies in this bag, plus a redundancy in the basic BOB pack.  When caught in the wild, a fire can be used to sterilize water (did you know you can boil water in a paper cup or plastic bottle?  Yes, you can!!), as well as cook food and supply heat.

The Ready.gov site has a pretty good list of basic BOB supplies.  Except for the fire extinguisher.  *shrugs*  Maybe for in the car, but for on foot?  No thanks.

In addition to most of the supplies listed at the ready.gov site, our BOB list also includes:

  • duct tape, because you can use that for just about anything, including first aid.
  • A tarp, preferably camo.  A lot of books suggest carrying a tent, but I've seen the Blair Witch Project, and don't really want to be blind on all four sides.  Oh, and should anyone ooga booga your tent, a la Blair Witch, make sure it's not someone you like before you shove the machete through the tent fabric and into Mr Oogy Boogy, ok?  If you run out screaming like a girl, you fully deserve to suffer through the entire movie.
  • Binoculars
  • Petroleum jelly, for fire starting, chapped lips, and windburn protection.
  • Clothespins, since they can be used for all sorts of things, including hanging wet clothes by the fire.
  • Rope.  Pack more than you think you'll need, and then put in a little extra.
  • Seeds.  I never see this on any list, but yes, seeds.  If it's actually the end of the world as we know it, I want to be able to grow something good.  They don't take up much space.
  • Hygiene items: soap, toilet paper, feminine items, and even shampoo and deodorant.  The end of the world is no reason to be gross.  But leave the perfume behind, unless you plan to reveal your location to every bee in the woods, as well as anyone looking to pilfer goodies.
  • Towel and washcloth.
  • Sewing kit, which can be used for first aid in a pinch.
  • Field guide.  This isn't the time to try to find out which plants are edible, so learn that ahead of time  But it's handy to have a field guide in stressful situations, when you are likely to forget which leaves are safe for toilet paper substitutions. 
  • Fishing kit.  Those hooks and lines have all sorts of uses; use your imagination.
  • A bar of naptha soap, for laundry as well as removing any oils you may get into.
  • A wire saw.
  • A spray bottle filled with rubbing alcohol, which will neutralize urushiol from poison ivy, oak, and sumac, on your clothes as well as your skin.
  • A mess kit
  • Food, of course, including ramen noodle, trail mix, and power bars.  Try for things that are lightweight, filling, and easy to prepare.
  • Cash.  This one, I'm not too sure about.  If you are thinking end of the world, cash won't be mean jack.      If I can't eat it, wear it, or wipe with it, I don't want it, so don't even think about offering me money for any of my stuff.  But to be prepared for all eventualities, enough cash for the hospital vending machine is a good idea. Many books suggest cash for a hotel room, which may be a good idea, assuming it's the end of the world and hotels actually ACCEPT cash, which many won't do now without a lot of ID.
  • A folding shovel, because bears aren't the only things that poop in the woods.
  • Fire starting supplies; not just matches.  You'll want to learn to use those before you need them.  I have a post coming up (eventually) on fire starting.
  • Water purification supplies:  iodine tablets (not for use for people with thyroid problems), chlorine tablets, or just plain bleach.

Most books suggest carrying a weapon. I'll be wearing my chainsaw on my hip, so I'm all set.

Each of us have our own BOB, with redundant supplies, in case we are separated.  As you can see with my BOB, any backpack will do in a pinch.  I don't suggest bright colors, unless you are sure you want everyone to know where you are.  I probably sound a little paranoid, but in the event I need to bug out on foot, I'm not sure I want to advertise my location to the desperate and the ill prepared.

I've probably left out a few supplies, so if you can think of anything, or have something in your bag I haven't mentioned, please list it.

ETA:  Knives!! OMG Eöl is going to laugh his butt off at me for forgetting to list knives!!  Thanks to Carolyn Renee from Krazo Acres for reminding me in the comments section.  And I completely forgot to mention a hatchet.  Duh.  Of course you need one.

Knives are probably the most important tools we use on a daily basis here on our farmstead.  So you are probably wondering why I didn't think to list them.  lol  It's kind of like having to remember to list your limbs; we carry ours all the time.

Eöl makes knives and swords, as well as other handy tools like hatchets and ulus.  You can look at a few of his available items over at our Etsy site.  Thanks to Eöl, we all have knives, hatchets, ulus, etc on our belts, on a daily basis.  The items we carry will change with the seasons, but for the most part, we are always bristling with lovely sharp things.

Carrying your knives and hatchets on your belt is a good idea, especially in a bug out situation.  If you are tangled in brush or attacked by zombies, you don't want to be digging in your bag for your knife.

Carolyn also mentioned garbage bags, something else I forgot to list.  Garbage bags are handy for carrying any wild food you find, covering your pack in the rain, tying up your pack for crossing water, and can even be used as a poncho if you forgot to pack one.

A sharpening stone is also a good idea. Learn how to use  it.  It's not used like you see in the movies.  If you don't know what you are doing, you will round the edge instead of sharpen it.

She also mentioned maps.  A great thing to have...if you know how to read one.  Most people rely on GPS, which can be useless when they can't get a signal or in the case of EMPs.  I can read a map, but I'd be lost in operating a GPS unit.

The mirror she mentioned, I hadn't thought of that.  Great one, Carolyn!! Thanks!  I will be adding one to our packs, preferably the unbreakable kind.

Tinder should be included in your fire starting kits.  I don't think I mentioned that.  Wouldn't hurt to carry some dry kindling, as well.  I'll be doing a fire starting post soon.

Remember, none of this stuff will do you a bit of good if you don't know how to use it.  Now is the time to learn.

Keep those suggestions coming!  There are probably other handy things I've failed to mention, or haven't even thought of.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Just how long have we been married?

It looks like quite a while!
Maybe since the mid 1700s? ;)

Happy Anniversary, Love!!