– make a quilt
– make a fleece rug -keep a clean kitchen
– make soap
– knit that new alpaca yarn into something lovely
– make coco those socks
– make a quilt
cicadas August 19, 2013
Was outside with the girls drawing chalk before bedtime. I feel something kinda pinchy on my back, look over my shoulder to find a young cicada marching up my side. I guess I am sorta tree-like.
Their iinstinct drives them to climb upwards. You can keep them climbing forever if you slowly rotate your arm.
The girls were intrigued, blaze was wary. Its not an ant after all, and she only like ants. Sometimes. Cicada feet feel like cat tounge, or Velcro. Marching upwards, pulling with thick forearms and following with spindly middle and last legs. Giant alien eyes. You can see where his wings will be, once he finds a nice place on the “tree” to settle and split his old skin down the back.
My neighbor came out to sit with us for a bit. I really enjoy her company.
Met Sondra today to talk websites. Hey guys, this pipe dream is starting to come together. Its amazing. Small steps but always moving forward. I would like to have an office space. Bookshelf, coffee table, art on the walls. A change table and rocking chair for nursing mothers. A box of toys for older siblings. Then a studio space for teaching, workshops, mothers groups. An all purpose space. I see it in my head already. Its pale green and silvery-lavender.
Isn’t that crazy to think this could be a real space one day?
But right now, we are working on the website.
on becoming two, your child will morph into a picky, delicate, quick-to-blow-up and stubborn toddler. August 16, 2013
10 things Blaze hates
– any dog bigger than a miniature schnauzer that comes within four feet of her (it inspires squeals and arm waving. this of course,e intrigues the dog to take interest in her and try to come closer)
– garbage trucks
– the moon
– “fluffs” – this could be a piece of lint or cat hair or a feather out of our pillows. these are a huge issue since she is so often quite sticky.
– all bugs. except for ants, which she loves.
– a cat trying to cuddle her or sleep in her bed. a cat trying to cuddle with anyone else. In general, a cat looking happy. (must need more harassing!)
-dad trying to give mom a hug. (commonly results in whining and shoving, or at the very least dirty, careful looks)
– the “orange fish” that is apparently on top of her wardrobe. there is no orange fish, nor anything orange at all up there. this invisible orange fish is haunting her bedroom. Perhaps it is the ghost of one of our recently deceased tiger barbs, out to forever terrify us since we flushed his body.
the moon? really? yes. she hates it. “i dont like the moon! make it go away!”
left the kitchen for a few hours after making 25 pints of dill pickles (we shall get bored of dill pickles, i’m sure.) i had every intention of cleaning up the kitchen and dealing with the laundry pile that is bigger than my kids, but then i (most ironically) got caught up watching a documentary on the Amish instead of working. what a beautiful, private culture. i am very curious about these people, yet it’s so hard to learn about since they keep themselves to themselves, protecting and cherishing their lifestyle. and yet, one family agreed to be filmed for a documentary despite the extremely high risk of being kicked out by their church and shunned by the community if they were discovered being filmed. they went forward with it becasue they felt like they should be spreading Gods word, and if God brought them this film crew, it was his wish that they be filmed even if it made them uncomfortable. they said “if it lightens one persons heart,” as in, “that will be worth it”. i can’t get over the mothers outlook on her life. its really worth watching and learning from. i wish there was a way to write a letter to them or something, say how much i enjoyed them sharing their lives with me.
later, i hunted around on the internet indulging myself watching soap-making videos while the girls played so nicely together. they are working cooperatively together on a dora colouring book right now. i do have the best children.
so eventually, after feeding everyone dinner and killing some more time being a lazy ass, i got back in the kitchen on a whim when i decided to make some solid perfumes. i have been next to Michelle all summer at the market, and her stuff is delicious. the thing is, i am very wary of essential oils since some of them can be pretty dangerous and bad for you. luckily henna heals has a trained aromatherapist on board with us, so we are all getting updates now and again to essential oils – safe vrs not safe. i dont doubt that Michelle knows her stuff for the most part.
then i hit on it – of course! i could just sort of ‘steep’ things in oils for a good long time and get my scents that way. so i made (am making, more like,) two scents – one is straight-up lavender cause i trust my own lavender oil, and the other is cinnamon/clove/allspice. i’m going to smell like a pie. or like Christmas. well, i hope so, anyway, if the steeping thing works out how i have it in my head. im kinda feeling like it wont though. but the lavender one is nice.
Ive also been learning that you can make shampoo bars with henna in them. henna does amazing things to your hair, my hair was totally different after i dyed it. putting henna in shampoo bars will give you jsut a tiny hint of colour but all teh benefits. nice. so long as its not so ‘detangling’ that it melts my dreads out. i doubt it – thy have been shrinking up SO FAST this summer.
i have always liked my hair, but this dreadlock experiment has made me really like my hair. i am quite settled and happy with these dreadies, and i like that each one is different and that they change over time. i had one that was bent at a right angle for a long time, pulling itself into all sorts of twists and it shrank. now its straightened out again with two great lumps to show where its corners used to be.
speaking of being a total hippie, i also ran out of dishwasher detergent so opened pinterest to find a recipe. homemade stuff is so darn easy. need a few loads to see how well it works. it better work, cause i used all the citric acid that i bought for cheese making to make it. the laundry detergent, by the way, is brilliant. i can’t imagine buying it again.
the smell test says that steeping in oil may not be successful.
bed time in 5 minutes.
so. much. canning. August 14, 2013
check this out! somebody bought some pre-rolled cones from me on etsy. I tracked all of what etsy has billed me and also how much people have bought, and I have made a profit! its $1.33. nice eh?
at the market, things are going better. I am gradually increasing my average – now I get $25 a week on average. a grand total of $431. I am not breaking even yet, but close enough I think of it as being a success, considering how slow its going.
i have been hearing a number recently, that people should be doing about 10,000 steps a day at minimum, just in order to stay healthy. this is not enough if you are not already healthy, its just to keep you at a stable amount of healthy. if you do much less (and i’m sure lots of people do much, much less, particularly if they have office jobs) then you just aren’t even reaching that basic minimum of activity level. so i bought a pedometer. you know what? 10,000 steps is not a whole lot. on the days i stick at home and the most i do is walk the laundry up and down the back steps and walk around the apartment, i of course come nowhere close to that. but add in a walk to the post office and the bank, and suddenly its quite achievable. it’s not hard at all. just walk more. yesterday i did six trips to and from the market, carrying various things and got my 10,000 easily.
one day im going to clip this pedometer to cordelia. I’m sure she can get 10,000 just by sitting on the couch.
almost the entire bushel of corn has gone a) into three pint jars of corn relish, and b) into a million plastic tubs in the freezer. a couple jars of pickled eggplant, one small jar of pickled garlic cloves (balsamic and oregano) and i haven’t been anywhere near the bushel of cukes. i can definitely see how changes in refrigeration and industrial agriculture freed up so much time.
sunny and clear.
got two bushels of food from the market for storage – 26 ears of corn to “peel” (as B calls it, watching me slice the kernels off with a knife) and freeze, and half a bushel of pickling cukes. and we were in luck – one of the farmers this week was damn near giving away HUGE bundles of dill. i have a bunch of dill as tall as my kid, for $3.50. then throughout the afternoon Carmen kept tipping in things on top of the cukes – a melon, beans, eggplants, peppers, until the bushel was full to the top. $60 for the whole lot. holy crap. we are rich in corn and cukes right now. anybody want some dill pickles? Cukes from Bradford, dill from Niagara?
I told Carmen yesterday that her family feeds my family, and that he bulk of our produce comes from her. she pulled up short, made a face and said “that’s a big responsibility you know? hearing that always makes me shiver a bit” love all my farmers.
so that’s what I’m up against today – 26 ears of corn and something like 40 lbs of cukes.
edit: okay i was wrong. its actually 42 ears of corn. i started to feel some repetitive stress injury starting while shucking/slicing them all.
henna workshop August 13, 2013
out of nowhere, suddenly this workshop that we were afraid we would have to cancel has now attracted enough people to run. (i actually had a cancellation email drafted and everything)
so now i need to pull it all together last minute. i do love this stuff.
workshop for 5:
5 carrot bags – me
5 nylons – me?
5 20 gram bags henna (1 bag) – me
tape – me?
two chairs – me
measuring spoons – me
elastics – franlemon juice, sugar, a sealant spray, dishes, bowls, forks, – liv
tablecloth – liv
slideshow on projector -liv
ballots for mailing list kits book – liv, fran.