tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post8081473212904040976..comments2023-11-05T05:27:55.905-06:00Comments on A Homesteading Neophyte: There's Sauce in here somewhere.Phelanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08250080326099834661noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-24257214400408038062008-06-30T09:22:00.000-05:002008-06-30T09:22:00.000-05:00I totally know where you are coming from, and feel...I totally know where you are coming from, and feeling much the same this week. Completely relevent you are, at least to me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-37602655273578808062008-06-28T11:28:00.000-05:002008-06-28T11:28:00.000-05:00Uhoh, hope my blog wasn't one that disgusted you.....Uhoh, hope my blog wasn't one that disgusted you... You have a lot on you, and I always come here because I know what I'll find is real life. We're headed into the unknown with a lot of our choices, and it feels like we're making a path far from the mainstream, and I wonder how alone we'll truly be trying to accomplish it all, and I worry about worse things such as how one of us will survive if the other one is suddenly disabled and dies...will we have painted ourselves into an impossible corner? <BR/>I'm quite relieved that you cuss at your cows occasionally and that the work isn't all a big thrill and inspiration all the time...and I hope you hang in there and have more nights when you'll sleep much better. Thank you for always sharing honestly, and being an encouragement to folks like me. We don't need pipe dreams, we need a safe place to compare notes and regroup. We love you, Phelan :)Robbynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01860870861321231048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-268273427765257282008-06-27T15:06:00.000-05:002008-06-27T15:06:00.000-05:00Personally, I find you totally relevent....AND hum...Personally, I find you totally relevent....AND humerous! :)lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18133943147518051559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-40434550245545186202008-06-27T10:20:00.000-05:002008-06-27T10:20:00.000-05:00Dana, see todays post on sleeping. And thanks.el, ...Dana, see todays post on sleeping. And thanks.<BR/><BR/>el, the house is what reallly got to me. ugh I need less stuff.<BR/><BR/>Kathie, oh I am feeling better.<BR/><BR/>Tim, goat cheese, nummy!<BR/><BR/>Wren, I know, when I decide to leave here I will look back on it all fondly ;) <BR/><BR/>Gina, normal? What's that?<BR/><BR/>Anita, no, no it's not you. Thank you for the invite.<BR/><BR/>Sara-pc. I did write it out, and feel loads better for it.<BR/><BR/>Amanda, ha! Thank you.<BR/><BR/><BR/>ok, no one saw the humor in the post? I must be losing it.Phelanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08250080326099834661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-50788295170613682492008-06-27T08:21:00.000-05:002008-06-27T08:21:00.000-05:00i think you are very relevant!!!!i think you are very relevant!!!!Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01541293920256041101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-30128981691424930582008-06-26T22:36:00.000-05:002008-06-26T22:36:00.000-05:00i'm not in your boat, hon, and i've just been read...i'm not in your boat, hon, and i've just been reading your blog for a month or so; i can still empathize what it feels like when there are two dozen things on fire and all you have is a dixie cup of water (i'm a 6th grade teacher. ha)<BR/>definitely make your list - it's amazing how much more manageable things are when they're written down. sleep well, and write it all out!Sara P-Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01892116232757791302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-79409324739690432252008-06-26T21:59:00.000-05:002008-06-26T21:59:00.000-05:00Somehow, in the dark, things always look worse...B...Somehow, in the dark, things always look worse...<BR/>Back when I was overwhelmed with the amount of work I had to do, I couldn't have survived without lists... they are very good at making things look more manageable.<BR/><BR/>I hope I'm not the blogger that disgusted you! I put ads on my site, and have some some things to get more traffic in hopes of raising a little money... I'm only working about 10 hours a month, and Rick's paycheck just isn't working!<BR/><BR/>I've sent you an invite to my private blog, that's where the "me" stuff will be, separate from the more informational stuff I've always done...Anitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03151961559080472585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-89928684264929156572008-06-26T20:06:00.000-05:002008-06-26T20:06:00.000-05:00Wren said it so well...You know I understand how y...Wren said it so well...<BR/><BR/>You know I understand how you feel because I have struggle with many of the same feelings of overwhelm this year. And my husband is gone many, many hours out of a week.<BR/><BR/>I've wanted to give up and be "normal" so many times, but I was never good at that and I am thinking you aren't either (compliment, BTW).<BR/><BR/>The feelings will pass (sleep will help, says a sister insomniac) and a spark will outshine all the badness just as Wren described.<BR/><BR/>Hugs.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10788740577135090145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-48629688721693807012008-06-26T13:36:00.000-05:002008-06-26T13:36:00.000-05:00I'm so glad that I'm not the only one to cuss cows...I'm so glad that I'm not the only one to cuss cows. Back in my homesteading days, we were all alone. There was no internet for comfort and support, and we often wondered if we were stupid or just insane.<BR/><BR/>I wondered when it was 8ยบ (that might be shirt-sleeve weather some places, but it's darn cold for Central Texas) and I was outside trying to thaw out the hog waterers--those stupid things that I thought were so wonderful in the summertime!<BR/><BR/>I thought about it when the calves got out and I was chasing them up and down the road, trying to herd them back into the pasture. I thought it when some nice guy stopped when they got in the road--then sat there and laughed himself silly instead of getting out to help.<BR/><BR/>I thought about it when I sat in the dirt in the calf pen with a baby's head in my lap and cried when they died.<BR/><BR/>I thought about it when I decided to give the peaches just one more day, and went out the next morning to find that the squirrels had stripped the trees bare.<BR/><BR/>But then, there were the days that it was so quiet that I could hear the grass grow, the days I fed unexpected guests good, wholesome meals from my pantry and freezer, the days that I watched the joy on my city grandkids face when the cow took the hay from their hands. There were entire days when the joy that was my life was just so enormous that I didn't feel like the huge Texas sky was large enough to contain it. And, looking back, there were many, many more of those days than the other kind.TexasWrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11300895218799650405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-73201539336661260232008-06-26T12:06:00.000-05:002008-06-26T12:06:00.000-05:00Relevant or not, I am still reading what you write...Relevant or not, I am still reading what you write. I have friends that drink whole milk right from the cow, and they are not dead, yet. I would drink goat's milk, but I don't want to start milking right now. Time issues and all that.Tim Appleton (Applehead)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17095838102621049820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-43867977073533324472008-06-26T11:53:00.000-05:002008-06-26T11:53:00.000-05:00Sending hugs your way... I don't know about you b...Sending hugs your way... I don't know about you but when I lose sleep over worries the problems only seem to get bigger because of the lack of sleep. I don't know the answer, however; I do know once I fall asleep from sheer exhaustion (which is usually deep & long) I feel better...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-74937920717884885292008-06-26T11:30:00.000-05:002008-06-26T11:30:00.000-05:00Oh girl, just like babies: there's biting, there'...Oh girl, just like babies: there's biting, there's chewing, there's swallowing and there's spitting out. Hopefully you won't be spitting much out. I do know what you mean though as about once a month I do have one of your tossing/turning nights, wondering how it's all going to get done. It does, though. But the house is a mess! Oh well.<BR/><BR/>Hugs to you Ms P.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28663723.post-25913391558828641902008-06-26T10:48:00.000-05:002008-06-26T10:48:00.000-05:00*lotsa hugs* to you and your cattle. hope a restfu...*lotsa hugs* to you and your cattle. hope a restful sleep will help.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com