"Eat it up,
Wear it out,
Make it do,
Or go without."
~A Pioneer Sampler, by Barbara Greenwood~

Pioneer Woman at Heart

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One family learning to live off the land, cut back on expenses, and to live a simpler and a more self-sufficient lifestyle.

Monday, December 18, 2017

Happy Homemaker Monday

I'm joining up with Sandra at Diary of a Stay at Home Mom today.  Although I posted already today (go back one post to catch up on), I need to stay on track, and making a list will help.

On the breakfast plate. . .
Leftover fried potatoes, gravy with homemade sausage, homemade biscuits and home raised eggs (photo from yesterday).  Homemade yogurt will be my lunch with this lumber-jack breakfast (again).


Right now I am . . .
Heading out to do hen chores and empty ash bucket.


The weather outside . . .
Wow, warmer and in the lower 40's.  Although cloudy, the warmer temps are much welcomed.



Looking around the house . . . 
 I see I need to tidy up and wash a few tablecloths.



On today's to-do list . . .in no particular order
-exercise
-hen chores
-laundry washed, bedding etc. and on the line
-empty ash bucket
-bathroom 
-bake cookies
-make brittle
-fetch mail
-check library returns
-water plants
-walk dogs
-vacuum, sweep
-dinner prep
-refill my nettle hair rinse
-refill ice cub trays
-bring in firewood
-write
-fold towels and put them away
-dry and put away washed dishes



Currently reading . . .
 Not reading anything currently - busy, busy, busy.


On the TV. . . 
 Library movies


On the menu this week . . .
I have no idea, going on a whim this week.


If I have a few minutes to myself, I will . . .
Crochet.


Looking forward to this week . . .
 Hm.  I guess I would have to say baking Christmas treats.


Favorite photo from my camera . . .


Devotionals, Scriptures, Key Verses, Quotes. . .


1 Corinthians 13:4-7New International Version (NIV)

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Sunday Work Day

Sunday was a work day for us.

First thing, I got up early and baked homemade fresh biscuits.  They look yellow because the lights were on an it was still dark outside.  It was foggy as well.  The weather is a teensy warmer, so hence the morning fog.

The recipe is on my blog:  Here


Coffee was brewed, and Hubby and I ate a "lumber jack" breakfast of home grown fried potatoes, gravy made with homemade organic sausage, and home raised eggs.  The kids slept in.  Then we got to work.  The girls were to do the dishes but later I found it they didn't.  It was Hubby who did them all.


We cut another load of wood from the barn beams and boards.  I donned my steel two boots and headed out to the rubble.  The nice part of cutting barn beams etc. is that it's just cut, haul and stack.  No splitting required.  Evidently, I removed enough nails to provide kindling for two more loads in the future. 

We brushed ourselves off, shook the gloves and what not.  Then I showered, and Hubby did the surprise for me in the kitchen.  I guess he went upstairs, and found one kiddo doing homework, so he just washed the dishes for me.

Then teamwork began again.  All of us started on some Christmas goodies.


We got a few cookies done, including our favorite cut-out recipe using organic butter and a butter frosting.  Speaking of butter, there is a shortage of organic butter in our area.  I went to two largest groceries that I could, and the largest store of all was completely sold out.  Then at the next store, only 3 pounds left.  So, cookies are limited this season, but we do have some stashed now for the up coming Christmas day.  I have no access to raw milk here, to make my own, and this shortage has brought up the topic of raising dairy goats again.

Needless to day, Hubby and Youngest, fell asleep at 7pm-ish.  I got about 11 hours of sleep and boy it felt good to get it.