** I have been attempting to persuade my incredibly talented friend to set up a blog for some time now. He is an amazing poet – his pieces are expressive and thought-provoking and deserve to be read/heard. He made me a deal… If I were to post one of his poems on my blog and he received ‘any … More Fire and Desire
What an amazing experience this afternoon! Today I had the pleasure of capturing and hiving my very first swarm of bees! This couldn’t have come at a better time: on last inspection of H1, I had finally succumbed to the notion that they were in fact Queenless, and I was going to have to do another split. … More Oh Hap-BEE day!
My little experiment has begun! Researching kombucha recipes online, I found that the suggested ratio is eight tea bags to one gallon of water, with one cup of sugar dissolved in. Of course, I can never leave well enough alone and had to tweak the recipe; in order to mask some of the vinegary taste, I prepped my kombucha last … More Let’s Get This Kombucha Started!
I feel like this blog is making a liar out of me. I post about our 19 chickens… all but nine of them are slaughtered. We buy four more…. now we have a baker’s dozen. I never wrote about that. I wrote about my bees and how I accomplished a split that didn’t go as … More The Name Game
Yesterday was a very bad day at work. So bad in fact, that when I got home I ate a piece of cheese. A big piece. With a big glass of wine. Okay, a bottle of wine. My stomach is in knots today: the combination is playing hell on my normally dairy-free stomach. I’ve had … More You Might Be a Bad Supervisor If…
I apologize for the back-to-back bee posts, but it is that time of year! So bee patient… I promise I will throw a bit more variety into the mix, next post. If you can recall, I did a split of H1 last month. If you can’t recall, here is the link to –> Split – 21 … More Drone Genocide
My bees are stuck up. They can be described as nothing short of what my dad likes to call “Upper Pithington Smithe”. I provide a stable, sturdy hive for them to call home. I fill their hive boxes with symmetrical frames, and measure them during each inspection for perfect width and “bee space”. I even … More Bobby Pins, Brad Nails, and Beer
On behalf of all dumbasses out there, I would like to accept this insignificant award of Dermatologist’s Worst Nightmare… I spent the past weekend with my mom down in Daytona Beach. Ready to soak up an extra dose of Vitamin D and get a nice little glow to my ashen white winter skin, I hit … More It’s Snowing Skin Flakes
One of my favorite blogs to read, My Friday Blog, recently had a Forward to the Past post that included a ‘Grown-Up Survey’. Truth is, I secretly miss those random quizzes too. The ones that let you mentally step away from your norm during the day, or wind down at night. The ones that let … More Step Right Up and Take the Grown-Up Quiz!!
I guess I should first explain what a “bean” is, so you thoroughly understand what a “bean-ache” is. Between my husband’s prior service in the Marine Corps and my mama’s Creole heritage, our family has a language all of our own. Ink sticks, are pens. Calling one of the kids “booby” or “little willy” is … More Bean-ache Begone!