Sunday, 22 April 2018

Kombucha!

So after a bunch of reading, trying a few comercial varieties, and days of YouTube research, I finnally felt ready to start brewing.

I called up a friend I knew used to brew for info/advice on locating a scoby and found out she still homebrews for her family and was willing to not only provide a scoby, but made up a deluxe starter kit for me. As thanks I brought a jar of my homemade strawberry jam.

I am now the owner of three upcycled bottles of homemade kombucha, a brand new gallon of sweet tea and scoby happily chugging away in their jar, and a smaller jar for brewing in with the sugar and tea bags for next week's batch of concentrate inside! I also came home with a finger of ginger for flavouring.

We laughed when I noticed the handwritting on the wide-mouth lid was mine. It was from a jar of homemade strawberry sauce I had given her 3 years ago.

This is the strength of the gifting community over the bartering economy. If I were to pay/barter for a kit this elaborate, well lets just say the jam wouldn't cover it. Giving what you can when you have excess bolsters your community, and a healthy community can bolster you when you don't have enough.

I'm hoping a regular supply of kombucha with help stabilize my digestive troubles and provide some of the B-vitamins that are deficient in my gluten-free diet.... And also just be a nice replacement for diet and sugar laden sodas.

Wednesday, 18 April 2018

Uninstalled Facebook

I've told loved ones about my trial separation from the increasingly creepy facebook, and wiped it from my phone.

I will check in on the web version in a couple weeks to make sure there isn't any "omg but I don't have your email!" comments, and then download my data and delete my profile.

Monday, 26 March 2018

Tough Calls

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I finally got around to calling the numbers my family doctor gave me to find a psychologist. Some of them were out of date and there's a bunch more calls to make before I even decide which doc to do an intake appointment with and cross my fingers that I can manage to get something accomplished before my benefits run out.


Friday, 23 March 2018

It's been a hard winter

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I didn't know for sure what was wrong, but I did know something was.
I went to a doctor and she confirmed I have anxiety issues and maybe more and referred me out to a psychologist... I still haven't called.... :-/

I'm a bit worried. I see 3 options. They'll tell me I have something there's no treatment for like autism, or they'll tell me my anxiety levels fall within "normal" and I'm just a crybaby, or they do find something to treat and give me exercises to do and ... I just don't do it because there's so much in my life I just don't do lately no mater how important.

Sunday, 15 October 2017

Lettuce Sprout!


Lettuce spout, lettuce sprout
Can't stay a seed anymore
Lettuce sprout, lettuce sprout
Turn your leaves to the window
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the trolls rage on.
Somethin's more than nothin' anyday

Monday, 9 October 2017

Indoor Winter Greens

I decided that since I wasn't going to have a proper garden for a while I would grow us a bit of salad greens in the back room this winter. It has a window that faces west and gets a bunch of afternoon sun. Saturday we went to Canadian Tire and I picked up some 72 peat pod starter trays.


I knew I didn't want the plants THAT close together so I took out every other pod. This gives me about 2 inch spacing and that should do fine as long as I don't let them get out of control.

I watered them to expand the peat plugs and I started to wonder if the little planting plugs would be enough growing medium for the entire plant.

I had a pot of chives that had died and revived probably 5 times over the past year and I tossed out the plants to recycle the soil. There was only enough for gaps in one try so I'm seeing this as an experiment.

I realized at this point that I was going to put both types of seeds in both trays so I'd need some plant ID tags so I knew wtf was going on in a week or two. :-)  So I dug a yogurt container out of the recycling and chopped it up.

The tags in place, I planted the seeds in the trays. Half lettuce and half spinach.


I popped the trays in the little greenhouse and crossed my fingers. Wish us salad.  :-)


Tuesday, 3 October 2017

Sick Days

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This morning while I was trying to decide how sick I was and if I really wanted to call in 90 minutes before my shift when I knew they wouldn't be able to find anyone that quickly that early, I had some negative self-talk.

"And you think you can be a farmer?
 Farmers don't get luxuries like sick days and managers to find someone to do your job. 
It's 24/7/365 baby. The chickens need to eat and they don't care if you're sick."

You know what brain-weevils? This time you're right, on one thing. 
The chickens won't care if I'm sick. 

I can take my time and putter carefully out to the henhouse, feed and water them, and then when that's done, whether it took 15 min or an hour, I can go back to bed for the rest of the day, and then go back out around supper time to make sure they're safe for the night. I CAN do that. I could have done that today, but that's not what was being asked of me. 

I currently work fast food. What was asked of me was a lot of loud talking in a noisy environment, speedy movement, and most likely a bunch of physical lifting.... FOR 8 HOURS STRAIGHT.

Yes, I can be a farmer. 
I know I'll be on call 24/7/365. 
That doesn't mean I have to be some superhuman who never has a sick day.