Showing posts with label 100 days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 100 days. Show all posts

ZOMG. it's over!!

And here I am at 25. One day past.

I must reassess my bucket list. Make a new bucket list for 25-30. So far the word is 30 is gonna be GREAT. we shall see.....

stuffs stuffs stuffs....

new bucket list. can i put things on from old bucket list? because clearly some of the stuff didn't exactly pan out so those things are still out there to be done/learned and....

knife throwing? not so much. i still would like to learn it but with two little animals running around outside when i'm out there i hardly think it would be safe to throw around sharp objects at the risk of impaling a loved one... :/

blehhhhhh blehhhhhh and i thought ten measly things on a bucket list would be easy over 3 years...

Could we start again please...... JCSS anyone?

The question is this: water.

Am I even capable of doing something for one full year? Other than my job, I find that it's hard to find something I've done almost every single day for a full year... at any point in my life.

I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing the for some reason this realization saddens me. Perhaps for someone who is very ritualistic doing something for a full year is normalcy and nothing to think twice about. For myself.... I think every one of my plans to "do (_____) every day for (___) days" falls into obscurity within two weeks.. maybe three. I juiced for two and a half months actually every morning at 5! Commendable I'd say! Incredible! Magnificent! But two and a half months is no full year.

What to do what to do...

What can I challenge myself with to do for one full year?

Something that doesn't require getting changed. Something that doesn't require external equipment- or at least BIG equipment... Something that I can do on the spot where ever I am at the drop of a hat... It can't require that I do it at the same time every day. Preferably it's something that will make me skinnier. but that last one's a "preferably" hehehehe...

OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!

you know what I do everyday? I check my (lack of) money everyday! Can that be a thing? No, that's definitely not a thing....

Maybe I'll start drinking water. That's something I've tried to do again and again...

I'll start drinking x amount of water every day. AND ideally that'll make me SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO skinny! hehehehehe!

Plan! :)

Can i do it every day? we shall see.


Photo Credit: Stock.Xchng (brokenarts)

Inheriting Problems

Actually this post isn't as depressing as I realize the title makes it seem. I inherited someone else's "problem" that is actually going to be my main source of sustenance come next year!

Back story:
A friend of mine who is a sweetheart of the utmost sweetheart kind... recently went through a break up. She was horrible, he was naive. She was demanding, he stopped yielding. He bought her a house, she....

He bought her a house. a beat up little house. on a GORGEOUS property...

How adorable is this idea:

"Hey darling- you're my forever. So i'm gonna buy us a house where you can raise your horses and i'll take care of the yard and you can garden and we'll fix up the house and...."

This is absolutely DARLING. I dream of this kind of thing. (When did i become such a homemaker?! i wish i knew!)

But here's how that ended:

(horrible response):
"You want me to take care of the garden? That is so sexist! I can drive a tractor too! I can ride the mower just like you. Don't worry I'll do everything for my horses on my own- I'm not some stupid girl. I'm independent and I can do everything myself. And how come your friends are always around? This is our house not theirs. I don't feel like cleaning and I'm not the only one making the mess anyway. No, I'll cook when I want to because I shouldn't have to make you food."

And then she left. After two years together and only 4 months living in this new our house of theirs. Mind you...
he cooked for her all the time.
And cleaned all the time.
And yes, he opened up the extra rooms in exterior buildings to his friends who need a bit of help to get financially stable so they were always around... the property
And paid all of the bills himself.
And put of the fence for her horses which she vehemently argued that she could- and WILL GODDAMMIT- herself.
And..
and...

He drank a lot. She demanded he stop and he decided no. because it's not like yielding to everything she demanded made her any happier.

How any of this matters:
A few months later.........

I go over to this gorgeous property. It's being invaded by weeds as tall as yours truly.

"Friend. I LOVE this property- and you said you bought this for HER? and she LEFT?! she's an idiot. I'm sorry... that was mean. She's an idiot. I'm sorry."

"No it's ok. I'm starting to get over it... I've defended her long enough and while I get where she's coming from with a lot of things, I'm having a harder time seeing only the good things like before."

"Good!! because she's an idiot. Because that GARDEN!! holy shit that garden is AMAZEBALLS! did you guys build it?!"

"Well... the previous owners had it and she was supposed to take care of it......"

"ah... so that's why it looks like shit. it looks like shit. no seriously. it's horrible. (point at weed that is a foot taller than I am) that's not a vegetable..... like.. that's not a 'flourishing' edible. btws."

"yeah........ i didn't know that. I don't know what any of this is... except!! I have blackberries! i know that! and grapes!!!! look at these grapes!! well let me find.. some........ ok well there are SUPPOSED to be grapes. i think."

"YOU HAVE GRAPES!! these vines are GLORIOUS!! and thornless blackberries?!!?! STFU!! and ooooooooooooooooo these were strawberries!! and .... woah. what... in god's name happened to your rhubarb...?"

"I thought those were weeds.... so i cut them up..."

So i've confiscated politely offered to take over his garden. He said I could have it and the plans are WHIRLING because now, suddenly, I've got a HUGE beautifully mulched, super sunny chunk of land to grow everything I've ever wanted!! And the water pressure. ooo baby the water pressure. it's a grand old thing to live in the country on TONS of property.... truly it is.

All of those plans that I had for my garden last year and the year before will come into fruition next spring. Because I am weeding the garden right now with every bit of energy that i have.... and beer.

Lots of beer.

because.... gardening. duh?

Some things and some other things

Remember that time when there was an abundance of poop?
no?

that's because it's ALWAYS and it is NOW.



never quite in the past tense while this guy's around


Well whatever. My vermicompost bin has been set up for a couple of days now and the poop-that-is-worm-food has been added as well as a cushy home for the new tenants.

I've never BEEN more excited about poop and worms. it's a little bit disturbing but bear with me here.

The bin is all set.
the home is prepared.
when will my super hard workers be coming?
 
according to USPS:
 

 
MONDAY!


 
that's right people~ my worms are going to be here on monday! a POUND of worms. a pound of RED worms. a pound of red WIGGLER worms! I'm beside myself. BESIDE myself.
 
if this all goes according to plan then for $40 I will be recycling a never ENDING supply of dog poop and reusing the worm poop that is worth more than gold (to gardeners of course). And the worms will just keep breeding. and breeding. and laying little cocoons!
 
 
The way I figure once I get some cocoons, I'll just toss them into my garden compost bin and let magic happen. Please let some magic happen!!
 
Because my veggie compost bin REEKS!
 
seriously.
reeks.
 
 
"how can you say that about kitchen scraps when you're so excited about poop. surely poop smells worse!" you're thinking....
 
 
 
shut up. you don't know what you're saying!
 
I actually prefer to open up my box of poop to opening up my bucket of food and hay. It will get better- it will. but i'm hoping to baby jesus that a handful of red wigglers and maybe some cocoons tossed in the garbage bin will help the process go by faster.
>>>UPDATE (aug 19, 2013): i just checked my bin yesterday and after aerating and twirling all the nasty rotty stuff around I am happy to report.... IT'S HEALTHY!! AND HAPPY!! AND OH GOODNESS THE REEK IS GONE THE REEK IS GONE! I'll still be throwing in some red wiggler cocoons when they arrive. hollaaaaaa~


Another bit of news... I'm happy to report my new cat that I finally got (knowing full well of their evilocity of course) is getting along famously with Mori..... ish. there is still a little bit of cat/dog sentiments that come out once in a while but that has more to do with the fact that as a tiny little critter the cat gets under the super energetic and strong massive paws of the dog and then there's cat's panic of life almost having ended and dog's thoughts of "is this going to be a chase game!? yaaaayyyy!!"

I do catch them snuggling and snuffling and playing with the same toys and whatnot but it will probably still be some time before the cat will want to sit on Mori's head like i want him to. and then it will be a skip and hop away from.....


THE CIRCUS!!!!


BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!


 


Did i mention the cat's name? I gave my brother the honor of naming the kitteh and the decision landed on Memento. So now we have a Memento and a Mori roaming around the house but more intimately they are known as Memmie and Mo.


 
 
 
Memmie loves to watch movies with me and sleep like a nerd.
 
 


sleep ovah heeeere
sleep ovah theeeeere

 

watch a little teeeeveeeeeee


ALSO new- my wine making endeavors. Trial 1 = blueberry wine wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~





So far so good. Four days into the yeasting process it smells decidedly boozey. and soon when it's ready i'll drink and be a shameless floozey. cuz i'm not choozey. when it comes to wine- that's a dooooooozey.

see what i did there?
did you?

you did?
yeah you did.


seriously. it's happening.



What else is going on...... {tap chin} hmmmmmmmmm...



I tink i tink dat's all folks! Now i just wait for my worms to get here, then i'm also going to make some Mead and then i'm also planning a little welcome home party for my faaaavorite mom :P

Shit. I think I have worms

If you know me in real life, you've probably heard me talk about poop. I talk about poop regularly. Probably because it is a mystery to me as I don't do it.... {crickets chirping} Now is the time to stop reading this post if solid waste is a sensitive subject for you.


You've been warned.


Sexy like Brew-lesque

Last time i was jazzed about kombucha i made a big batch that turned out pretty decent and saved my alien SCOBY from my efforts. recently i was cleaning out my fridge and threw my baby away. why? because i just didn't feel like it was still very healthy and happy. so back to the drawing board.

New SCOBYs are on their way as i test between a tea mixture of both black and green tea as well as a straight black tea; home brewed kombucha from a farmer's market and a store bought bottle.  in a week's time they should be half formed.

or maybe only one will be.

maybe neither will survive....

who knows?


it's exciting either way because i'm soon going to be on my way for some home brewed Sooch Booch :)

see with i did there?

huh??
huuh?


:P