Two weeks after being diagnosed with a severe allergic response to limonene and fragrance mix II, my allergist added “propolis” to the list after a delayed response marker appeared on my back. Shit. Propolis is resin collected by honeybees used to fill crevices and to seal honeycombs. Fucking bee glue. Confused on why I would … More DIY Liars
A week and a half ago, approximately 30,000 honeybees were delivered on my front doorstep. I have to admit that I was a little surprised to see my purchase of three, 3-pound boxes of bees delivered. I must have a ballsy mailman. Bees in shipment are notorious for picking up “hitchhikers” or other honeybees in … More Amateur Hour in the Bee Yard
The hangover from my Mulled-Wine-Cheese-Ball-Bad-Birthday binge was no joke. I guess in my drunken stupor, I took my eldest daughter’s advice from earlier in the night and drew a bath in my garden tub, complete with Epsom Salts to “relax”. Here’s a nice equation for you: Too much wine + cheese balls + magnesium from … More Conquering the Mulled Cheese Ball with MY Perfect Hangover Cure
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!
My stomach is tied in knots. My vision is blurred. I feel like my heart is going to beat right out of my chest. What is ailing me, you ask? Am I in love? I can’t sleep. Let me rephrase that…. I haven’t slept in almost four years. I toss and turn to fall asleep, … More Oh, Sleep? Where Art Thou?
Describing my dad’s garden in Brussel Sprouts That Don’t Taste Like a Cave must have got me in the mood for my garden, because last night, after the kids were in bed and the dinner dishes done, I couldn’t wait to start my seeds for this year’s garden. Armed with a pair of tweezers and … More You Say Toe-may-toe, I Say Toe-mah-toe
We started our chicken adventure in the spring of 2013. We bought six chicks, each member of the family picking out and naming their own. My husband and I tried reasoning with Alaina, the oldest. The scrawny little chick she picked out probably wouldn’t even make the truck ride home, we tried telling her. It … More Chicken Shit and Eggs
With everything that I do, it always seems that I have so many great in-betweens and endings, but not so many great beginnings. You know that whole ‘when life hands you lemons’ quote? Yeah, story of my life. I have learned to season the best of “shit sandwiches”, and still…. I cannot count how many … More Hello world!