Creating habit.....day 1 of 30

 

I read some place that if you want to do something on a regular basis to do it for 30 days in a row to get in the habit of it.  Since I have been quite neglectful of this space for like a year with the encouragement of friends and family I will try to bring it back to life.  Every day I will post a picture with or without words depending on my mood  how much time I have.  I have even talked Maine Man into doing a post on redneck basic wine making since that is yet another thing he is good at.  He is my biggest supporter prodding me to keep this space alive.  He is right, it is fun to share some of our shenanigans.  It also encourages me to take more pictures and some day this space will be nice memory for my children.  Stay tuned

Creating Your Own Happiness

This past year was a year of personal revelations for me. I am creeping up on 40 you see.  Last July I found myself soul searching deeper then I’ve ever dug before.   I asked myself, ” what makes me happy” and “what makes me not”.  I formulated a mental list and well I must admit I was a little verbal too.  And damn I’ve been sticking to it and for that I am in a peaceful space!


  

Overall I would consider myself a pretty happy person, although I have my moments…usually hormonally driven.  But I would find myself in situations that did make me a tad bit miserable.  For instance, I HATE shoveling load after load of mulch hay to the compost pile.   Maine Man not so much, he views it as a work out that he actually accomplishes something other then the work out.  I would much prefer to go to the gym and get my butt whipped by a coach.  I LOVE goats, they are a lot of fun but they are also a TON of work and if you have enough of them they can be very costly.  I loved milking, the process of it and the availability of fresh, raw milk .   But it was time consuming and tied me down big time.  I decided to get rid of the goats, I now spend five to eight dollars a week for a gallon of fresh, organic, raw Jersey milk.  Much freakin easier and a heck of a lot less money then all those stinkin’ goats were consuming.





When we first started this journey on the farm my thoughts were to be as self-sufficient as possible.  I slowly realized how much work that was.  Really, it is a full-time job plus.  I am now in a place that I don’t feel we need to do all.  There are other off-farm adventures in life I want to and will experience. Looking back I spent enough money taking beekeeping classes and getting set up to tend bees that I probably could have supplied us with local honey for the next 5 years.  Crazy, huh?  My plan is to offer up our land to an experienced bee keeper to put his or her hives here and I will follow them around and learn as I go before jumping on that bandwagon again.  Therefore we will get all the benefits of the bees, hands on training, and maybe a little honey too.  I would also recommend to anyone getting into bees to join a bee club….a mistake I made.  They are complex little buggers, more so then most can imagine.  It is nice to have experienced people to guide you through your beekeeping experience.


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I do like honey especially on homemade toast with a bit of peanut butter but maple syrup is my preferred natural sweetener of choice.  Fortunately, despite the wacky winter we had we still managed to put up approximately 4 gallons of syrup for pancakes, waffles, and I use it in my coffee. Maine Man is also in the process of making some maple wine.  Can’t wait to sample that.




In addition to weeding out the things that create misery in daily farm life I also made a stance on a personal level.  Instead of constantly doing for others I plan in time for taking care of me on a regular basis.  My kids are older now and very independent.  I am a much happier momma/wife for that.  I will end this rant with a saying that pretty much sums it up…..

• Eat like you love yourself.
• Move like you love yourself.
• Speak like you love yourself.
• Act like you love yourself.

 

Making Your Own Path

 

 

I get tons of questions regarding homeschooling on a regular basis.  Sometimes because people are genuinely interested and other times because people are skeptical.  Whatever….either way, it is the path we have chosen for our family.  Our children being involved in the decision.  If they choose to return to public school tomorrow we would be ok with that.  On days that I am frustrated and fatigued honestly that is my biggest threat.  Not necessarily the right thing but I’m just keeping it real.  Heck, I try to be a good Momma but I certainly would never place for mother of the year.  Maine Man’s paternal grandmother actually was honored with that title and she had 12 children I believe.  Imagine that?

 

Homeschooling is not the ideal situation for many but I am fortunate enough to have a partner that believes in it as much as I do.  Sometimes when I question my own sanity he reminds me that we are doing the right thing. I respect MM’s opinion so I know when he says that, he is right.  We are also fortunate to work in positions that accommodate  flexible scheduling allowing us to work opposite so one of us is always home with the kids.

 

My best advice to give someone who is interested in homeschooling is to choose two or three homeschool families in your area and visit with them.  Pick their brains, ask them what they think the pros and cons are, curriculum questions and such.  Homeschool families often take different approaches.  That is the beauty of it, you can do what works best for your family.

 

 

 

There are many perks to homeschooling but their is also a great deal of sacrifice.  One of the greatest things is that you get to spend a great deal of time with your family.

 

However, that can also be one of the most challenging parts of homeschooling.  I am thankful for my job, the gym, and friends and family that the kids spend time with allowing for time apart.  Separation brings a sense of appreciation to all.

Sweet Tea

 

I have never been much for hot tea or cold tea until recently.  My girl loves tea, she even has her own little cabinet plump full of assorted tea bags.  Any how….I came across this post on Pinterest……How I LOVE thee!  Although I will admit to drinking a diet
crackpepsi now and again I have been making and slurping down this tea on a regular basis.

1/2 gallon of water

4 tea bags (I like the fruity stuff!)

1/4-1/2 cup of sugar

Heat water to boil with tea bags, turn heat off, add sugar.  Steep for 4 hours or if your me an eternity.  I initially started with the1/2 cup of cane sugar but I’ve slowly weaned myself down to less than 1/4 cup as suggested by my sister in-law.  She said “you won’t miss it” and she was right. I have also used maple syrup as well for a sugar substitute.
Cool and serve in a glass overflowing with ice……

 

Home is Where the Heart is...

Once again blogging from a lonely hotel room in Boston, MA on a medical mission with a family member.  The medical care is great!  The proximity of all the hospitals I am certain is definitely a life-saver for many but damn this isn’t my thing!  The only other perk to this stay in the city is that I gain a greater appreciation for my family & home in the country every time I come.


  

In Boston….I wake to sirens blasting and horns honking.  Actually they can be heard 24/7.  This place could be burning around me and I would be oblivious because one becomes so desensitized.


In Maine…I wake to my son’s roosters singing their tune.  They start around 5 a.m.  If the hens make any abnormal cackle we jump out of bed for fear the fox is after them.  Maine Man usually just in his skivvies with shotgun in hand.  My neighbors love us I tell you!





Fresh Tomato Soup made by Flower Girl….she is a good cook when she wants to be.





Eggs are plentiful right now.  Country boy’s hens are laying TONS.  If anyone local is interested they can be purchased for $3/dozen.  My boy is currently saving up for a well and septic system.  The boy has big goals.  His plan is to build a house on our land while in high school. That will be a post in and of itself.  If anyone can do it I have not doubt he will. Help a brother out …GO buy some eggs from the poor boy!


In Boston… I eat out every FREAKIN’ meal.  There is NO local grocery store in the district I am currently  in.  Even if so there is no refrigerator or microwave in the room.


In Maine… I eat good, real, homemade food everyday. With much of the meat, all of the eggs and some vegetable we raised with our bare hands in our back yards.  With the exception of eating in the cafeteria at work because I am too stinkin’ lazy  tired to prepare meals ahead and off course the occasional takeout.









In Boston….my days are predictable and relatively uneventful. They go something like this…..rise, coffee, hospital, gym, hospital, lunch, hospital, dinner, hotel, drink, bed .  Facebook and Pinterest are my new BFF’s.  The most fun I have is people watching.  Road rage, people running for buses, everyone and their brother plugged in to their phones most adorning ear buds so they can be completely disconnected from society. I like my phone too but there is a time and place.  Sometimes I randomly smile at people as I would in Maine just for sheer glory of their response.  Some are responsive others notsomuch.


 In Maine…my days are unpredictable filled with life changing and enlightening events.  My days off start like this, rise, let the dogs out, see if the rabbit broke out, potentially step in cat puke, stoke wood stove, newspaper/facebook (same thing kinda), feed cows, wrestle sleeping beauty out of bed, start school day off with shared reading, proceed prodding children through school work.  From there on out it is pretty much helter skelter.  For entertainment we do FUN shit like snowmobile, ski, garden, swim, bbq,  trail run, fish.  Outside stuff!!!….I think you get the point…..HOMESICK.

  “There is nothing like staying home for real comfort.”  ~Jane Austen

 

So Close....

It’s been a long Maine winter filled with many days with below zero temperatures, high winds, freezing rain, and plenty of snow!

There have been forts built for kings, ice fishing for the big one, pond skating, cross country skiing, sledding, snowmobile rides, numerous pots of soup made, many hours of rocking had in front of the wood-stove.





Not to mention tons of wood to be hauled and burned, loads of shoveling and plowing mainly done by Maine Man.  Frozen barn doors, chipping water, hauling hay and buckets or water. I love you Winter but I as well as many others won’t be sad to see you go!

Ice fishing and my favorite fish chowder recipe

 

Maine Man took the boys out ice fishing this week and captured some great pictures along the way.  They even caught some fish!

Jeb had no problems keeping up with the boys

 

They had lots of action

 

The boys did most of the work drilling the holes and tending their traps so MM had a lot of time to reflect upon how far they’ve come.  I think in many aspects he was very pleased.  However, he did mention it wouldn’t be long before he would no longer be needed.  Bittersweet for him I’d dare say.

With a few pounds of fish needing cooking I recalled my FAVORITE go-to chowder recipe from a post back in 2009.  I triple the batch every time I make it and usually use shrimp and scallops along with fish.  Here is the link directly to the fish chowder recipe.

The simplicity of the recipe is what I love the most.  A few staple ingredients and…. Viola!

I also love that it is a favorite with everyone in the family.

Happy Cooking!