My DH got out and around the place for the first time since his bypass. He has so missed all the animals, and I think they missed him, too. Now I just have to figure out how to get him to like his new diet.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Please take care of your HEART
As I look out at the equipment and think about the upcoming hay and garden season, I am thankful. My DH and I just returned from a nice long stay at the hospital. He had suffered and mild heart attack several weeks ago and we ended up at the local band-aid station. ( that's all our hospital is good for)
Things began to snowball from there and he was sent to a larger, better equipped hospital to undergo a Heart Cath., which turned up extreme blockage. This lead to a quadruple bypass. We had an extended stay since his blood pressure was low and didn't seem to want to go up. After much observation they finally decided it was his norm and we have finally returned to our little farm.
All this to say " don't take your heart for granted you only have one, so take care of it"
Monday, March 7, 2011
Oops I did it again
Okay so I'm out of school for a few days in case i want to celebrate Mardi Gras. I don't. So I do what I like to do, pretend I'm a baker. I found this tutorial on another blog and tried it. I think this si how it was suppose to look before a 14 hr. rising time.
I forgot to score it, but it looked pretty good coming out of the oven. I think I over cooked it because it has a very tough crust, tho' the inside is good. What do you think Jaymee?
I still have tomorrow to try again.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
a little pick me up
Spending 2 weeks with a headache has been miserable. Last weekend I thought if I got out of the house I might feel better. DH and I went to one of our favorite flea markets to spend the day. I wasn't much fun and didn't really get in the "diggin" mood. What a bummer. Later that afternoon some friends came by while hauling junk off their porch. they wanted to know if I wanted this piece of "junk". All I could say was "are you sure?" It isn't in the great shape, and I don't know where I'll find room for it, but I couldn't say "no". So here it sits in the living room waiting for a good home. What a GREAT piece of junk and I didn't even have to leave home.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
A new Hobby for Me
My DH grew up with a Grandfather who was very old school. He taught his grandson how to do things the old ways. Some were put aside because easier ways had come around. As we've gotten older and are trying to be more self sufficient, he has come full circle with those old ways and wants to renew his heritage. This is one of those things that I wanted to try years ago, but the enthusiasm wasn't contagious, until now. We have only to find some bees and we have some new equipment. He'll be pulling out the old stuff and getting it ready for spring. I guess I need to start looking up salves for bee stings now. Hopefully they won't like me anymore than mosquitoes do.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Help again!
I have nothing of interest to say this fine day. I could use some help from anyone who can. When I have a thought to share, but no accompanying picture from my album, how can I get them off the net. When I try to copy and paste free pics from various sites They either won't download or paste. What am I doing wrong. Also I would like to get a "button" for my blogs, so I can work on both at one time. but all I ever get is connected back to the creator.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Being cooped up all weekend gave me a very domestic feeling. So what does a very domestic woman do? Bake bread. OK. I've only tried a few times, so it's more like a domestic experiment. I got it to this stage for its first rising, then divided it into eight pieces since I was in the mood for homemade Hamburgers.
This is what I got when I took them out of the oven after the second rising and baking. I know they aren't pretty, but my DH approved so I'm as pleased as a domestic woman can be. I should have put on an apron for the right feel. Oh, well, maybe next time.
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