That's completely normal, right?
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
That's completely normal, right?
Monday, March 29, 2010
I even tabbed every single week's reading. Trust me, I've never been this organized before in my life. I'm pretty sure I used to make fun of people that do this.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
You weren't the only ones out and about with your camera capturing signs of spring. Up here there haven't been many...not too much green, nothing blooming, but things are melting and its great to emerge from the claustrophobic conditions of winter to take some photographs.
Friday, March 26, 2010
My high school friend's mother would have a huge grin on her face now knowing that I now have reverted to the 1800s and now heat my home with wood. It has actually been quite an adjustment, especially through the long and cold winters up here.
It is a lot of work to keep a wood stove going. You have to pay attention to it all the time or else it will go out, which incidentally happens to me all the time. Usually I don't remember to stoke the fire until I begin feel cold and by then its too late.
But have no fear... when it comes to starting a fire I've figured out a lazy way to get it done quickly. No kindling or newspaper. Save that method for when you're at camp being a real woodsman.
You know the stove is going good when you see every animal in my house surrounding it, letting the heat soak into their bones. Its an internal warmth that doesn't compare to the artificial propane or electric.
Or you could just look at the thermometer behind the stove. (Please ignore the fact that I have not taken it out of the package in three years) And yes, it is buried well above 120 degrees, just how I like it.
Have you experienced the greatness of wood heat? Do you heat with wood? If you haven't, you must, because if you can't tell, I am a huge proponent for it! It really warms you through and through, unlike the artificial heat of propane or electric. My seventeen year old self would be shocked out of her Levi's and Skechers at such a revelation.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
By Iron I really mean the dryer set on low tumble dry.
Speaking of that, does anyone even really iron anymore?
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sure they look harmless, with those pouty eyes and and friendly look, but don't turn your back on them. If you do this will happen...
I have NO idea what possessed him the chew a hole in the middle of my very nice fleece blanket. Perhaps he was trying to recreate a Snuggie so I could have a place for my arms? Either way I was not pleased...
Saturday, March 20, 2010
In search of a perfect view overlooking a small town I stumbled upon an old camp with boarded windows and a collapsed porch. It was obvious by the overgrowth and utter disrepair of the building that no one had set foot in it for at least a decade, maybe two. Normal people would look at it and walk in the opposite direction. Since I do not fall in that category I decided to move the giant green shutter and take a peek in the window. The mystery of the abandoned building enveloped me.
With the shutter removed I saw that the window was broken. Had someone been there before me? Or was it an animal? I glanced inside and half wondered if a raccoon would maul my face like that Family Guy episode. The room was small, dark, and hazy. Besides a beautiful, ancient, cast iron wood stove the only other remarkable things in the room were the shelves of books. Old books, the kind with the cardboard-like spine and simple lettering on the cover. I was intrigued. The room was calling me in.
Dodging the pieces of broken glass I squeezed myself through the tiny window. My eyes adjusted to the dim light and examined the room around me. The camp was small, it actually appeared to maybe have been a home at one point. Insulation and books littered the floor. There were old knickknacks, dishes, and children's toys that predated my childhood strewn throughout. Everything had been left and forgotten to decay and rot as the house fell in on top of it.
My eyes gravitated towards the bookshelf. What books were these? You can tell a lot about a person's interests by their bookshelf. Whomever had owned these had an affinity for birds and fine equine sports. There was an encyclopedia of registered stallions that contained at least ten volumes. Then I thought, these books have clearly been left to rot, but why should they? I decided I was going to take one...no...two books back with me. Two books were all I could carry along with my camera. I was going to "save" these two books from certain molder and decay. But which two books was I to save?
Browsing through them as if I were at a library I eventually decided on "Scorpion" and "Lovely Ladies, the Art of Being a Woman", two very different books, but I have my reasons.
Scorpion is a rustic novel about "a good bad horse" that was written by a legitimate cowboy named Will James. There was just something about the book that struck me.
Perhaps it was the incredible illustrations that were done by the author. You don't see books illustrated like this anymore.
Perhaps it was the story of a horse, good at heart, struggling to prove it, but always coming up short. ...I am and always have been a sucker for the underdog. Once I do not have to read nursing text books every single day I wholeheartedly intend on reading this book.
The other book "Lovely Ladies, the Art of Being a Woman" is a book of a completely different era.
Published around the time of the Great Depression it lays out the etiquette and lifestyle expected of a "well bred woman". Want to know how you should brush your hair? Eat? What color clothes to wear and when? How to upkeep a household? How to fake a happy attitude? You can read it all in that book.
And, well, if you ever forget and use your fish fork as your salad fork just remember to show some poise and chuckle it off. Wait, what is a fish fork? That is something clearly lost to the generations.
Just to note, I do not condone stealing, but I look at this little (mis)adventure like a white lie. I saved a little piece of a generation long past and it makes me feel good, almost proud. No the books weren't mine, but what good were they doing left in a fallen down house to rot?
Thursday, March 18, 2010
In my hurry I neglected to think about where I parked my car. After a lengthy trek to the perfect vantage point I realized something. My car was in the photo.
Is it me or am I just way too picky?
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Looks at all that nonsense that is my blog layout!
It was a TON of work to get TWO columns. If you are interested in setting up the same on your blog check out this tutorial
I am curious... does this blog design fit your screen resolution? Is is pleasant to read the blog posts? Would you suggest any changes, additions, subtractions, multiplications, exponentials... you get the idea.
Monday, March 15, 2010
This is a great website that was shared by The Pioneer Woman on her blog today. You can test your smarts and help world hunger! You don't have to sign in or give any information. Just head straight to the site and start answering questions. As soon as you begin you'll donate 10 grains of rice for every correct answer.
After only a minute or so I was already up to 100 grains of rice. The more you get correct the more difficult the questions become, likewise, if you get them wrong they become easier. There also is a wide variety of words. I was very surprised to see a word I recognized from my pharmacology class amongst them.
Miosis. I actually laughed when I saw the question. We discussed eye diseases and medications in my pharmacology class last week. My teacher would be so proud to see that I really was paying attention.
And if vocabulary isn't you're thing there are several different topics to choose from. Everything ranging from recognizing chemistry elements, basic math, and even famous paintings. I am utterly HORRIBLE at identifying famous paintings so I'll stay away from that category, but you are welcome to test it out!
You can play as long as you like and even have the website pick-up where you left off if you navigate away or close your internet browser. So instead of playing Farmville, go help world hunger and give your brain a workout! You'll feel far better about yourself. I promise.
So how much did you donate??
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Because my drive looks like that my car looks like this...
I can't even see out of my back window.
So, after two hours of scrubbing, washing, drying, and more scrubbing, because I miss spots, my car now looks like this....
Until I drive home from work in the morning and have to drive back through this...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Every year it’s a rush, to cram in as much snowmobiling as you can while the trail gates are open. This year the trails opened on December 16th, with barely enough snow packed on the trails to be called rideable. The gates closed on the trails here in Island Pond, the ‘snowmobile capital of Vermont’ on March 9th, making this year’s riding season a meager 83 days!
As sad as a short and sudden end to a season is what is even sadder is the amount of miles I rode this year, merely 210 miles! I rode so few times this year I can count my trips on ONE hand. To put it in perspective many “hardcore” riders average well over 1000 or even 2000 miles a winter and often ride every day.
The cost for me to snowmobile for ONE year (this year)
- · Yearly snowmobile payment: $1560
- · Annual “early bird” VAST membership (required to be trail legal): $85
- · Snowmobile club membership (also required to be trail legal): $10
- · Vermont annual snowmobile registration: $12
- · Snowmobile insurance: $279
Total annual cost for my snowmobile to be trail legal = $1946
Total snowmobiling miles this past year = 210
Cost of snowmobiling PER MILE this year = $9.27 …not including gasoline.
You can spin the numbers any way you want, but that’s still a very expensive hobby! By comparison, a Hummer averages around 10 miles per gallon. With gas at $2.85 a gallon here in my corner of Vermont that is almost 29 cents a mile. Maybe for the money I am spending I’d be better off buying a Hummer that I could use year round? Or what about a taxi? Hailing a taxi in NYC you can expect a rate of around $2.25 per mile. That still doesn't even come close!
One of our few rides out on the trails this year...
I have no idea why I have the urge to calculate numbers like these, especially when I know the results aren’t too thrilling. Shawn even refused to hear the results of my tabulations because he doesn't want a logical reason to denounce snowmobiling. After figuring it all out I don't blame him either...
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Finally assembled we basked in our success and then went inside in search of accessories to make our Frosty come to life.
Frosty, happily waving to no one, because no one drives down our road to wave back. But he didn't seem to mind. He was our first snowman at the cabin and he was awful cheery about it too.
But sadly, there must not have been much magic in the camouflaged hat because literally the next day a massive thaw set in and Frosty met his maker. Decapitated before his time. Poor guy....