Big Borscht Friday

Russia, Russia, Russia! If I rolled my eyes like I want to, I would be able to see into my brain. It occurred to me a few days ago that my father in law insisted on joining me on a walk last November and started talking about the election. His theory was that Hillary had been harassed for 20 years and there has never been any evidence of a crime so all of the allegations must be bullshit. After I collected my jaw from the ground I muttered something like, ‘so what you’re saying is you have just eaten 10 space cakes and didn’t share any of them?’ Not true, I actually didn’t say anything because I don’t really talk about politics with anyone but my lovable internet family. But I can’t wait to use that line this Thanksgiving–he’ll tell me it doesn’t matter, Trump is actually a Russian spy, and I’ll say something like, ‘so what you’re saying is you’ve just eaten 10 sputnik cakes and didn’t share any of them?’

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Little Known Fact…Stalone invented Zumba

Keeping with our Russian theme, today’s model is from a former Eastern Bloc country or possibly Mother Russia herself. I mean, just look at her. She’s like 5″11, weighs 120 pounds, has tatas bigger than Red Square, and looks like Mr Bean. Please give a warm, stern looking nod of approval to Karin Spalnikova!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!!!!!11!!!!!1!!!

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MMM 282: New fence, new farm?

Going to go look at the acreage on Tuesday.  Gotta call fence guy today and schedule that install, which will set us back a bit on the cash on hand.  I’m in a weird place with whether I want to leave or not.  All the talk over the fence actually has relations pretty amiable with the neighbors, and we’re yet to find a place where the land and house are an actual step up for us.  About the only way it seems we can make that happen is to buy land and build, but that makes this a multi-year process, and there may be some lean times in the middle when we’ve got 3 mortgage payments.  Adventure, yay!

Tiring exercise.

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MMM 281: Am I moving?

None of you care, but I need some content so I’m going to write a little.  In any given moment, I can easily talk myself into it or out of it.  The biggest consideration is work.  There aren’t as many backup plans if I move over there, I’m basically all in on my current job or some sort of gig work of the same nature for as long as I can maintain it.  Next is community.  I have a network here thanks to my parish and former colleagues, people I can ask for help or advice, trade favors with, etc.  OTOH, most of my nuclear and extended family is over there.  I’m also eager to get away from my neighbors and not share a driveway or pond with another household.  Plus, we’re out of room in this house.  Me working from home puts us down one bedroom.  One more lucky pregnancy and we’d have to move anyhow.  I’ll miss a lot about this place if we go.

Okay, on to what you’re expecting.

There are things to like about crossfit.  Okay, one thing.

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MMM 280: Slowest work day of the year

Well, for those of us who actually work, it’ll likely be a painful crunch as we try to get things accomplished while 60% of the staff is officially out and 20% are just keeping their desks/cubicles/booths filled until they feel like they can duck out.

I had a weird dream.

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No, it didn’t look anything like that, it was about moving/replacing part of my fence that the idiotic former owners put across the property line.  Neighbor says he’s building a garage and the two things might end up too close together.  Time to build a privacy fence on that side or just sell the place.

Thick and monochrome.

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MMM 279: Staycation

I’m taking a week off to get my head clear and get a bunch of things done around the house.  So far I’ve trimmed a bunch of trees in one area, replaced a toilet, flamed some weeds, picked some weeds, and mowed.  Today I’m going to weed the garden thoroughly, stake and trellis the tomatoes, straw mulch the potatoes, and build another raised bed for turnips.  I might also make some time for a real workout.

Calf veins.

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MMM 278: One more garden

I’ve got 6 big, sprouty sweet potatoes in the pantry, so at some point today I’m planning to get a little cardio by forking up another section of yard, piling in some compost, making a little fence of oak branches, and planting those suckers.  Because that’s an entirely reasonable thing to do when you have sprouty tubers.

Pretty girl, might be a strawberry blonde.

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MMM 276: Early Summer

Days are about 15 hours long now, so I can’t say I’ve wanted or needed to spend much time indoors lately.  I think about all those folk who live in cities and can’t just spend hours and hours out in the yard or the woods every day and think : heh, chumps.  I found wild strawberries growing in my landscaping the other day.  Entirely wild, planted by God. It was delightful.  Those poor bastards living in terrorism targets cities will never know such simple joys.

Crooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosssssssssfiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

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MMM 275: No more of that jive

Legs are killing me right now.  I had no time to prepare for that event, and I’m paying for it with pain and soreness from my traps (SYWM) to my calves.  I gotta go outside in a minute to feed animals and set the plant starts out, and it’s going to hurt far more than it ought to, plus I’ve still got the old mound to add to, and I’d wanted to build another nearby.  That’s going to be tough to get done this week unless I’m basically fully recovered tomorrow.  I’m a victim of peer pressure, I tell ya.

Her clothes aren’t even trying.

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MMM 272: Cold snap

Well, it’s the first of May, which of course means that we’re back to cold, rainy weather here on the farm in which I can accomplish precious little outdoors.  Anyhow, here’s some pictures.

Arm veins.

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