Cozy-Homey.

What I love about our house,

It’s OURS.

Although it does present it’s challenges, it is such a pleasure running your own home. It gives you a sense of comfort and accomplishment when your husband tells you that he feels loved when he comes home.

Furnishing our home with things that I have made or collected, putting up food, even something as simple has making the bed gives my a little spring in my step to move onto my next chore whether it is an enjoyable one or not.

A few days ago, I harvested what I assumed was the last of the herbs. I am giving them a rest and when the frost becomes heavy I will be covering my more tender plants, such as rosemary, to try to winter them over. I brought in my stevia and the sweet marjoram that Betsy bought for me for my birthday. Though they might peter out because they are annuals I plan on seeing how long I can keep them. There is something about having herbs that is so enjoyable. They are forgiving plants, and they love you right back.

Aaron put up shelving in the closet of the unoccupied, unfinished front bedroom. It felt good to organize the filled jars. I told him that I loved his quality of being so handy, he warned me that I might not think so at times when he wants to fix everything. As of now I think that it is much better than being lazy, leaving projects unfinished or things falling apart. Along with the shelving, he fixed a wood horse shaped swing that my Grandpa made, and a bench that has been begging for his attention for a long time to be repaired. I am really looking forward to spending more time with him this winter.

Alley and Tuxedo have been well. They love goats milk. I give them  a small bowl full when the milk is close to a week old and is getting a more goaty taste. This is nice because I don’t feel bad for having it go to waste. Aaron only has milk on his cereal in the mornings, and I am not a big fan. The last few samplings I have had have been goaty. When I taste it I immediately think of Merry, the ‘boss’ of my brother-in-law Brian’s small goat herd.

I haven’t been online in nearly four days. I like this release, it’s freeing.

Happy Tuesday Readers!

What I have been doing.

Monday I clambored through my in-law’s tomatoe patch, picked ripe tom’s and discarded the no-good ones. After getting rained on, the rest of my day consisted of processing them. My result 25 quarts of whole tomatoes squished into jars.

While the pressure canners were doing their end of the job I went over to my neighbor’s house and told them that Aaron and I talked and we could keep their cat and one of her kittens. Taylor, the oldest daughter, walked me down to their grandparents farm where the kittens were living in the straw mow. I picked out the one I wanted. I named him Tuxedo. And that is what he looks like a little guy wearing a tuxedo He even has a little spot where it looks like he is sporting a black bowtie.

Canning is starting to slow down for me the produce I have left are squash, pumpkins, apples and dry beans. The dry beans I don’t have to do right away so that’s nice that I can have a little break.

Other than that and the normal wifey stuff, I am collecting gifts and gift ideas for soon-to-be-newlyweds, two new mothers-to-be, christmas presents and house warming presents for two sister-in-laws.