So Papa B had a 'manly farm project' on Sunday. We already have one rain barrel set up, but we have a large water tank that was not being used for anything at the moment, so he decided to plop it onto a flatbed trailer, back it up to the house and reroute the gutter downspout.
Sounds good, right?
It does, if you don't care that the down spout extends about 7 feet from the house to reach the tank and is being supported by plastic milk crates and duct tape.
Please pray that it rains enough that the 300 gallon tank will fill up quickly and this contraption will go away.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Things are sprouting!
And I don't just mean the garden! I'm starting to show a little, which I like to think it better than people looking at me sideways wondering if I'm fat or pregnant.
The garden is actually looking really good. Luckily, it's been rainy and we haven't gotten plagued with those damn stink bugs that eat everything and yet nothing eats them. We harvested one row of greens and canned them as well, so now Papa B will have lots of roughage come winter. Me, I'm not a greens fan, but I will happily can for him. I really hate the smell, taste, and texture of them, so I don't interact with them other than canning. There our relationship ends. The other day I mentioned that my cousin had recommended cheese to help mask the taste. So Papa B puts a slice of American cheese on his and starts shoving a spoonful toward my face. Not a cool thing to do to your pregnant wife, PapaB, not cool. I may try some heavy cream, butter and parmesean cheese later if I'm feeling adventurous. What better way to make one of the healthiest foods on the planet edible than to add lots of salt and fat! Whee!
The garden is actually looking really good. Luckily, it's been rainy and we haven't gotten plagued with those damn stink bugs that eat everything and yet nothing eats them. We harvested one row of greens and canned them as well, so now Papa B will have lots of roughage come winter. Me, I'm not a greens fan, but I will happily can for him. I really hate the smell, taste, and texture of them, so I don't interact with them other than canning. There our relationship ends. The other day I mentioned that my cousin had recommended cheese to help mask the taste. So Papa B puts a slice of American cheese on his and starts shoving a spoonful toward my face. Not a cool thing to do to your pregnant wife, PapaB, not cool. I may try some heavy cream, butter and parmesean cheese later if I'm feeling adventurous. What better way to make one of the healthiest foods on the planet edible than to add lots of salt and fat! Whee!
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