The walapini is staying consistently 20 degrees warmer than the outside temperature. That’s great! But it’s still only 12 in there right now. :(
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Tomorrow I’m vending at the Missoula Holiday MADE Fair. It is an all handmade, juried arts and craft show held at the Adams Center sports arena at UM. I am so excited to be loading and unloading my goods in -2 degrees. I’m really excited for the coffee cart. Come see me if you are in the area! My booth is smack dab in the middle of the main floor. It should be the good smelling spot.
My doe Nellie has a cold. I went out to feed and she didn’t want to come out of the shed. The other 2 girls went right to the food, but I called and called and she wouldn’t even put her head out. She finally came out when I went in the pen. Her nose sounds stuffed. It’s -2 outside. Wonderful.
It’s 1 outside. It’s 21 in the walapini. We win. We can plant a dwarf mandarin tree in there if it stays 20 degrees higher.
Happy birthday to me. Waking up to a quiet house. Getting animal feeding out of the way quickly, sitting and reading with a cat on my lap, drinking coffee, being mellow. Perfect.
Appetizers: Shrimp cocktail, Roasted garlic dip, Fancy cheese platter, Pickled cucumbers & garlic
Dinner: Big ass turkey, Gluten free stuffing, Homemade cranberry sauce w/ apples, Sweet potato salad, Mashed potatoes, Green beans, Butternut soup, Michael’s hard cider
Dessert: Chocolate cream pie, Pumpkin pie
We cooked all day! I hope the guys from Michael’s office have good appetites. The only thing missing is my mom and sister. I haven’t spent a holiday with either of them in at least 7 years. How sad is that? My dad came down for Christmas 5 years ago. That was.. Interesting. He always makes for an uncomfortable good time.
Fucking turkey is 45 pounds. 45 pounds!! He won’t fit in the oven. What do I do! Even if he did fit it would take 15 hours to cook him. I had not anticipated this. Wild turkey next time. Or maybe buy one from the Hutterites. This white broad breasted turkey business is just nuts.
I have decided to put the nose to the grindstone and actually get busy on a submission to an art show. The first in probably 2 years. I’ll be working on miniature art quilts for the ZACC minis fundraiser. I’m thinking a space theme. Planets, rockets, etc. Ok. Just thought I’d put that out there so now I feel obligated to get it done. Aaaaaaaand….. Go!
A couple days ago Mia asked me to knit her a scarf before it gets cold. Hmmm.. She should have asked sooner. It’s really cold now and it’s going to take me a couple if weeks to get this done I’m afraid.
Watching Dexter I realized my dog Mazzee is a serial killer. She got out the other day. So did Grace, my “pet” Minorca hen. sigh that makes around 20 or so birds.
So, I have been dealing with some family issues lately. I haven’t been able to sit and scroll because of time and also an emotional inability to give a fuck. It’s been a week and I can maybe focus on something else again, though it will be in the back of my mind forever. But I think I can mostly stop crying, so that’s a win.
It’s November 1st. Which means i will be planning in one month to have a small midlife crisis. Also known as a birthday.
I spoke too soon. The slush started falling on my way out of the bus garage. Driving my route I saw downed branches everywhere, a trampoline half in the road, and a fire engine blocking a side street. Don’t know why. I couldn’t see past it. But it still isn’t really cold. It’s only 30. (I know that sounds cold to you southern dwellers…)
In other news: it’s still clear out this morning though cold as a a witches titty. The forecast has changed to get not quite so cold. That’s a win.
We didn’t get the greenhouse done. God fucking dammit. But it wasnt for a lack of trying, just bad planning. We got the side door/vent framed but don’t have enough Solex. So, we called the Garden City Garden Supply where we got it and they won’t have it till Monday. : /
But we got the bunnies cages cleaned and moved in, got the heated bucket out for the goats, rolled up all the hoses, and generally got all winterized.
Then, we went to a farm party at one of michael’s coworkers’ house. They raise heritage chickens and had the best smoked chicken! There was a bonfire and lots of people I know. (That never happens!) That’s where the lovely river pictures came from last night. It was a great night. A little too much Jim Beam for one guy…