Monday, February 20, 2017

Reeeally Delayed Gratification ~ Kitchen Renovation

So long 11-12 year old "temporary" kitchen.
About 11-12 years ago, I was going through a pretty rough patch of life.
Without going into great detail,
I will just say that a functioning kitchen wasn't all that high on the priority list.
(Closest thing to a before pix - we were excited to get moving on it.)

Imagine. . . me. . . a kitchen not on the priority list!
That should give you some inkling as to the severity of it.
Well, of course, time and God tend to take care of things accordingly.
Life is !Much! better now:)
However, for the past 11-12 years, I have lived with a kitchen
that was made up of the very cheapest chain building store counter top
cut to "kinda" suffice for two sections of cabinets.
This cheapo counter top was warped and not even fastened down
so it rocked if you were trying to cut at one end of the counter.
The sink was an old one full of chips, scratches, stains, and even a little rust.
But that didn't matter, because it was "just temporary."
Bahahaha! Oh the beauty of it all.
(In progress - sorry it's blurry, 
but we finished around the bottom of the cupboards as well.)
Over the past two(?) weeks, we have been in the process of getting the old, partial, warped counter top and sink out which was rather easy under the circumstances described above, and finishing the kitchen properly.
This is also why there hasn't been a post for the past week or so.
We both work full time so we've been doing this in the evenings - after work.
Right in the middle of it we also had an out of town memorial to attend
so that just made it take a little longer.
(A little closer)
Here's the other side of the kitchen.  Believe it or not this is actually better than it was at one point.  And yep, that dog just slept right through it all.
(Almost there.)
I can't tell you how appreciative I am of a real kitchen.
 The actual countertop.
Even with dishes drying in the sink and the kettle on the stove :)

We have made-do a long time.
I think the pictures say it sufficiently.
I am aware that different folks like different styles, and maybe our tastes
aren't trendy by today's standards, but we are loving it!
I am loving the clean factor.
I can wipe up the counters and sink and they actually look clean.

PS~ I'm a cast iron sorta gal.
Also, if you've never used them, I love flour sack dish towels.
I mention it, because during the holidays, I was visiting with my cousin
and she asked if I had ever used them.
Of course I have, had, and do.
She had only recently discovered them which surprised me 
as she spends a little time in the kitchen.
I'm a little spoiled (eh hem, I mean loved:) My mom likes to embroider on them and crochet around the edges so I usually receive them as gifts.
They do work just as well without the embroidery and crochet though.


Monday, January 30, 2017

Keep Chickens From Eating Your Garden

Well, you could keep them in the house of course.
We can't leave the door open in summer, or the girls will try to come visit me.
But if you don't want to keep them in the house,
there is another way.
We will soon be getting our spring chicks as I know many others will also.
Each year I read about how people can't keep their chickens out of the garden.
I actually let the chickens in the garden.
They are great at finding those awful little slugs and bugs. 

My mom had told me this before, and I wondered if it was one of those
"silly Mom" things or if it worked.
I listened to my mother, and she was right! 
(It's okay.  I already told her she was right:)
I don't feed the chickens any kitchen scraps.
I haven't fed them any sort of scraps from day one.
So in essence haven't trained them to eat/like those items.
They start out under the heat lamp eating an organic chick starter.
(I prefer non-medicated; why medicate healthy chicks?)
Once they out grow their brooder box, they get to go to the coop.
They have feathers by now and just get the heat lamp at night.
We are in the mountains and can get snow and/or freezing temps until June.
After a few days, maybe a week in the coop, once they have "settled in" and know where home is, they get to be free during the days.
They still have the option of their feed which after the first bag of starter crumble gets switched to layer pellets (still organic, non-med.)
They don't waste pellets like they do crumble.
However, as spring emerges, they eat less and less feed.
They begin finding those juicy yummy bugs and slugs.
Chickens actually prefer meat to veggies if given the choice.
Chickens are not vegetarians.
The only time I really have to watch them is when I am still planting.
They like to scratch in the freshly turned soil.
By the time they are to this stage, most of the garden is in anyways
so it's a very short-lived problem.
The only sort of kitchen waste we share with them is when we butcher.
The dog usually has his fill, and the chickens tend to take over
the cleaning of the bones.
They will do an amazing job of getting any remaining meat off of the bones.
In times past, many folks kept a butcher pig.
In addition to whey, this is where the kitchen scraps went.
We aren't set up for pigs, but have certainly considered it.
It might be something we do in a year or so, just not this year.
This year, we will again add our kitchen scraps to the compost bin.
They are still valuable, but being used in a different way. 
The only caveat to this is if you have adult hens that like to feast in your garden, they will teach the chicks/pullets where your garden is and
which are the tastiest treats.
So this really only works if you are starting from scratch with new birds.

Now if we can figure out how to keep the chickens out of the house?


Just as a little side note: 
This year I may wait until the beginning of March to get chicks.  
As you can see by the past two posts, we've had an exceptional winter and still have a good deal of snow on the ground.
I know in other areas, it's been mild so am sharing this before most folks are getting their chicks (hopefully.)

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Anyone up for an Avalanche?

Oh my, it's been a crazy week!
Monday being a holiday, I didn't have to go to work.
Tuesday morning, we awoke and got ready just like any 'normal' day.
Mr. LB typically leaves about an hour before me.
He left and was right back.
He asked that I contact his boss and let him know that he would be late.
There was an avalanche right at the end of our property.
It's was about 6 ft. so he spent an hour digging through it with a shovel
so that a rig could get through.
We said our morning good-by's for a second time.
By this time it was almost time for me to go so I went out to start the bronco.
I came back in to get my lunch, stoke the fire, make sure lights were off, and all those other little pre-leaving the house for the day tasks,
when in walks Mr. LB with the keys to my rig.
He handed them to me and said, "We're not going anywhere."

The avalanche he dug through was just a little teaser.

Mr. LB standing on the first one we came to.

From on top of the first one looking down the "road."

We called the county road crew 
(actually co. sheriff since road crew wasn't awake yet.)
We also called our employers to let them know we wouldn't be in.
Then we went to take a look.
Road crew worked on the roads all day
Many more slid in the time they were up here.
By the end of the day, they had the road "passable."
Then about an hour after they left,
the big-boy slid.
So again on Tuesday, we were stuck.
They broke through it just before noon.
It was at least 14 ft. high.
Just being on the road to get the picture was eery.

 As they were breaking through.
We later discovered there were a couple more the other side of this one.
We just couldn't see them.

Just for scale.

The thing is. . .
other than not being able to go to work, we were just fine.
We manage our home/pantry etc. in such a way
that we had plenty to eat, kept the fire going, and were safe.
(Forgive me, please. "Manage" sounds so formal, but I don't really know another word that encompasses "just the way we live.")

We aren't "preppers" by any means.
But we do live in a more traditional way.
If we were trapped for an extended period of time,
we would eventually have run out of milk and cheese.
Our meals might have become increasingly "boring," but we would still eat.
For us, living where we live, living the way we live is important.
For others, living in other areas, with other possibilities,
perhaps it doesn't make much sense.
But being "trapped" is an odd feeling.
Knowing that as long as we stayed home we would be okay
was an enormous comfort.  

On a little side note:
The evening of the larger avalanche was a neighbor's birthday.
They had a party scheduled, but only the half dozen households
above the snow were able to attend.
We said a prayer of thanks for our safety, the enormous amount of food
we had there to eat, and the company of neighbors.
Two days later they spent the entire day on our road.
We now have huge walls of snow on either side of the road,
but we can pass through pretty easily.
Sometimes, the wisest thing to do is simply stay put, eat stew, and be safe.


Monday, January 16, 2017

On A Cold Winter's Day

Oh how poetic that sounds.
Yea Right!
Let's take a looksy outside, shall we.
That be the moon on my way to work.

We have barely made it up to double digits for over a week.
Yesterday, Mr. LB borrowed a neighbor's little tractor so we could
do some snow management.
Our poor snow-blower kicked the bucket a couple weeks ago.
We are running out of places to pile the stuff.
If we get a warm spell, there will be severe flooding down river.

In the last post, I showed you this photo.
This is looking out our kitchen window.

Within the week, this is that same view.

And from the driveway.
Sorry for the headlight interference.  It was snowing and I was leaving for work.
It's like a bad redneck joke:
Instead of mowing the lawn and finding a car,
it's shoveling snow and finding a car,
which is exactly what we did.

The snow has pushed the elk down.
They are nearly to town!
This is quite a bit lower than where we are.

So I just wanted to let you know, I'm still here.
Making it to and from work takes extra time.
Everything is taking extra time.
We just keep shoveling.
I will definitely be welcoming spring.

Until next time,
find yourself a cup of something warm,
and stay in out of the snow.