I heard about yet another food distribution but I chose to sit it out because I truly don’t have room in the kitchen but the manager of the Catholic Community Center is an old friend and honorary niece to DH and now a neighbor and she stopped by with produce. So much produce. Never in my life have I had like 20 head of lettuce and 15 sacks of sweet potatoes and probably the same amount of carrots.
I wanted to try to keep 4 heads of lettuce because of the amount of salads I have been making. I figured 5 small sacks of sweet potatoes was the most we could go through and the same with carrots. I am trying to avoid root crops after all. So last night, while we went out to check on my farm and DH’s place, we were delivering produce to various people in small quantities.
Last stop was at an old friend of DH, who is a paraplegic but he doesn’t seem to know he is crippled. We ended up playing a board game called Trouble. I never had played it. For a while I was losing but everyone else was jumping each other and I told them my stragedy was to stay where I am safe so no one can jump me. They all laughed because I couldn’t move at all. But I watched what they were doing and by the time I got a 6 (finally) I flew ahead and ended up winning. I guess it was fun except for the cigarettes.
Been waiting for a call to get interviewed for a bridge job again. I called the parish barn and civil service and the latter told me more than she probably should….that of all the candidates I was the most qualified but until the foreman decides that I am just a candidate like everyone else. I do know how to operate 2 of our 3 bridges and I could have known all 3 except my ex didn’t want me on his bridge. Fortunately for me he is now totally disabled and off the bridge because that could complicate things for me. I just want my nice, cushy job back. I can do things on my off hours if I have a job that isn’t even a job. I have done it before. Also it’s a 7&7 job so on my week off I can grab a few nursing shifts if I don’t have to have the vaccine. I did pay for my license; just in case but I haven’t paid my liability insurance until I know I am going to work. If I go back to the parish my ex will be terrified that I will start writing again. It’s a great fear of his that I actually publish something.
So today we need to set up a brooder outside for the ducklings because they keep escaping from the wading pool we set up in DH’s trailer living room under the brooder that has the survivors of the chicks.
Well DH doesn’t have proper locking mechanisms on the rabbits and too many of them have escaped. I went outside and a recent escapee was just munching on grass and I went right up to him and laid my hand on his back and when he tried to dart, I collected him and came inside. DH and Trouble saw what I was holding and I placed him in an empty cage. The following night Trouble caught an escapee at my farm and I took credit because she had seen my catch. So the following night I hear a rabbit screaming when DH was outside and he returned to the house and Trouble and I see the rabbit and he said he couldn’t be outdone by a woman and a dog. I just discovered we getting cages and rabbits…6 of them for $60 total because someone wants out of the rabbit business. He is doing something wrong because we should be seeing babies. I don’t know if he is over feeding or what. But I will give him a pep talk because that’s some lean meat and cheap to raise.
I haven't raised rabbits since.
That comes in a mix for people now?
