SSDreamin Blessings and curses

[SSDreamin]

Thanks DD & Snapshot - I honestly am fine. Hubs will be happy too, only a bit of purple left around my eye, mostly just that sickly yellow color it turns before it is finished healing! Yay, I get to be seen in public with my man

Rathbone, I spent this morning doing internet recon on my planting options and found a big No wonder I struggle with some things growing well! I have always followed my Dad's method of planting: Throw it all in the ground on Memorial Day and harvest what ya get after Labor Day. Hmmm...research is showing me that Dad was, how should I put this?, not so good when it came to gardening. Just very, very lucky On the upside, I can start turning ground and planting a few things by the end of next month

 

[rathbone]

My difficulty has been that I now live in a completely different climate. A foreign climate, completely opposite of what I knew before. That and the fact that I continue to try to plant what I was familiar with "back home", in the manner that I did everything "back home" in spite of the fact that I have lived here FOREVER. Apparently I am a slow learner.

 

[Wannabefree]

SS I alsmost faceplanted on the concrete one day because of the exact same thing with a pair of boots!!! I got rid of them. If DH hadn't caught me I would have been eating the front porch. I hate boots like that! I am so glad you're okay! Sheesh!!

 

[SSDreamin]

My difficulty has been that I now live in a completely different climate. A foreign climate, completely opposite of what I knew before. That and the fact that I continue to try to plant what I was familiar with "back home", in the manner that I did everything "back home" in spite of the fact that I have lived here FOREVER. Apparently I am a slow learner.

I used to think of myself as the epitome of 'you can't teach an old dog new tricks'. In recent years, I've decided I will try ANYTHING once. OK, not anything. Sky diving and bungee jumping are definitely out, but I've realized my 'set in' ways aren't always working for me. I have learned so much, improved so much in things I thought I already 'knew' and have built up my confidence so much more by just giving stuff a try!

Having said all that, when I lived in South TX, eons ago, I insisted on planting the SAME stuff I do here, at the SAME TIME OF YEAR! What a massive waste of plant material that was!

 

[SSDreamin]

SS I alsmost faceplanted on the concrete one day because of the exact same thing with a pair of boots!!! I got rid of them. If DH hadn't caught me I would have been eating the front porch. I hate boots like that! I am so glad you're okay! Sheesh!!

Aww, thanks. Mine was on nice soft grass. Nice, frozen, middle of winter in MI ground covered by soft, skimpy dead grass, apparently hiding little eye daggers!

I haven't tossed the boots, yet. I've been glaring at them. Giving them the evil eye. But they know. They are so nice and warm, I'll toss the evil laces before I throw them out. Rotten, toasty warm boots

 

[Wannabefree]

Hacksaw the killer eyelets off the side of them boots!! Ya know...get EVEN

 

[dragonlaurel]

Thanks Dragonlaurel,

Fine as frogs hair, as they say in TX! It was actually pretty funny over all. DH says I better either become a make up artist or my eye better look normal before he gets home, or he ain't going nowhere with me!

Actually, I like canning Velveeta better than canning cheddar. The process is the same (you cube it up and melt it down inside jars that are simmering in a shallow pot of water - it melts fairly quick), but processing is a lot faster. Fifteen minutes in a waterbath canner (for half pints) and viola, canned Velveeta!

Thanks for the canning tips. I don't have a canner pot right now, but one will turn up.

Don't throw away his boots over the accident. Just tell them that you need a good pair that fit you right, and are easy to put on- so you wont be tempted to wear his. Sell the safety angle, and I bet you'll get what you need.

 

[Denim Deb]

Especially if he wants to be seen w/you in public!

 

[SSDreamin]

While I would LOVE to give my son a hard time (hey, it's what I live for, according to him ),but I stole them. He got a new pair, because his feet just keep on growing (age 12/size twelve now - at this rate he'll need special order shoes by age 18!) and, since I didn't want MY snow boots covered in barnyard-matter, I stole his old ones. Hubby did say it was time to look for muck boots for me (after saying "Stupid happens, I mean, accidents happen" Hey! I resemble that remark! ), but for now I've switched to my stolen (from the same source) pair of tennis shoes. What can I say? The kid burns through shoes, and I hate to toss them out! Although, now that he's a size 12, and I'm a size 9, the only thing I'll be using those cast offs for are ski's!

 

[Wannabefree]

Goodness, by 18 he could have some fun making Bigfoot tracks in the woods and watching the local go crazy!

I hope you get some new muck boots!!