The Old Folks Home

OK, we are all back home.

We didn't get arrested but the guy that owned the campground did have to tell Dsqard not to enter in the (clearly marked) exit and to drive slower.

It was just what we needed - rest, relaxation and limited electronics.

I got there first and had about 90 minutes to myself. It was the perfect time period to have a snack, rest a bit and then scope out the landscape and plant some large fake tarantulas I had brought with me.

The first night we were visited closely by some yowling/howling/hooting thing that was pretty scary. I put my earplugs in. It came back each night. We named it Hootie.

The best idea I had was to mark the portajohn and my tent with glowsticks. I still got lost one night, but only for a few seconds.

The first morning Dsqard and I left the others at the campground and went to scope out the actual bathhouse with running water.

Little Bathhouse of Horrors.

There were two shower stalls. Dsqard took the one on the left. I got the one on the right.

Note that I do not like bugs. Especially spiders.

I see some daddy long legs on the sides of the shower. I tell myself that I'm a (dirty) adult and that I can handle this. I breathe, I get naked, turn the water on, and step in. It's a stall shower, and on the bottom has a wood slat thing on it.

As the water runs and heats up, the action starts.

Out of the bottom of the wood slat thingie comes all the creepie crawlies. ALL THE CREEPIE CRAWLIES. About a billion wolf spiders. And a 4 inch millipede. I start whimpering, almost ready to cry and Dsqard is not nice about it in the next stall. She's telling me that it's just daddy long legs and that I'm a baby.

I invited her to come inspect it, but she declined until I was wearing clothes. Upon inspection she conceded that it was horrifying.

Speaking of that, I had 4 extra fake tarantulas, so this morning Dsqard and I hid them around the bathhouse. My favorite, perched over the TP roll, ready to fly out when someone pulls the hanging piece down to grab some:

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I might have also left a similar situation at a rest area in Massachusetts.
Oh my gosh...I'm sitting in the specialist's waiting room that's full with people...and I'm reading your post. I started cracking up and then I realized I'm in a room full of strangers! :lau :oops: Oops!
Now that's just totally hilarious!!!:clap
When's your book coming out? :D
 
Yes! He got to be as big as my Golden, and i paid for a mini..a pretty penny at that. :( Let's see if I have one of him before i sent him to our daughter. He wasn't even full grown yet in this photo..or two. Plus, he isn't even a yr. old yet...come this Nov. he will be.


Ha..! It didn't take me long to find it in google you silly munchkin. :)

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Well I'll be darned! Must've been an all night vigil and my brain leaked out because I have an animal folder for those type of pics.:th
 
Oh man, that sucker is expensive! Have to look for one at Goodwill. Sadly the stores around here don't have much to sell.
Why I never had one before or knew how awesome they were until I was given one :D
Like Ron said, lawnsales are good places for such stuff also though I never have the $ to bother even checking lawn sales even though I know I should. I NEED also, a bean frencher, pea sheller, corn sheller, big antique metal anvil, forge, definitely a apple cider press...... o_O
Usually the ones I find at the Salvation Army resale shop and Good will or the Crossing are in bits and pieces. I seriously want a meat grinder.
I bought my first hand meat grinder from Wal-Mart, $35 cast iron made in China. Hmm, works OK so good for burger and such... first time through, almost impossible to regrind if you want or to use for stuffing sausage. It does come with sausage stuffing tubes, the auger just doesn't push ground meat very good. Works fine grinding chunks once though. Since I have a decent electric one now I retired it to just grinding fish for the chickens occasionally. I've used old cast hand grinders yrs ago that ground a lot easier.

Hey Diva did you find some of your favorite ice cream flavors?

Beer can that gadget is out of my budget range. maybe I can find on on ebay sometime. :confused:
The $50 one is out of my budget also :lol:

Thanks so much for all the info @Beer can I thought you were just calling it a squeezo thing... Imagine that... it really is its name :lau So when you said:
"I motorized mine with a 7yr old :lol:" is that (this) the picture you provided?
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She looks like she's having a blast really... Kids... sometimes great to have around :) Man, I could make some serious sauce with that machine. When peeling and de-seeding by hand, I have a broke back for a week afterwards. :(
DD#4, my 'helper' and only kid that likes tomatoes, rest don't even like ketchup. She loves tomatoes I should say, last time we went to a Golden Corral she came back from the chocolate fountain with chocolate covered cherry tomatoes :eek:
Not much help, but when they want to I guess I have to let them. She and only boy #5 'helped' pick all my dry beans. Was shucking some last night, nice set up, big bowl to shuck onto, bowl on one side with beans, bowl underneath for scraps, bowl for yucky looking one's for cooking up for chickens. I've shucked lbs of them last few days while watching T.V..
Last night started earlier and 'helpers' three youngest wanted to participate...
"Dad is this one good, yeah throw it in the bowl, is this one good, YES throw all them in the bowl, dad dad is this one good? NO! give me it throw it all down there yucky, woah, what are you doing, that one goes here for the chickens, NO! Yes!, good one's! Good bowl!:he:mad:
Can you all be quiet...dad Dad how's this one look?..... please be quiet....
Goes there...
Worst movie I ever watched, one of the worst anyway, anyone watch 'The Grey'?
I have loved some sub par bad B movies, that one I could have done without, so unrealistic. Bean shucking with three minions was much more enjoyable.

Edited to add, @Latestarter , mentioned to FIL today how much that squeezo 'thingy' cost, he laughed, didn't cost much back then 30 or so yrs ago, said he bought it so many yrs ago to make blackberry jam cause he didn't like the seeds, lol, thought of you again, said they forgot they even had it, said he didn't think they used it in over 20yrs.
 
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OK, we are all back home.

We didn't get arrested but the guy that owned the campground did have to tell Dsqard not to enter in the (clearly marked) exit and to drive slower.

It was just what we needed - rest, relaxation and limited electronics.

I got there first and had about 90 minutes to myself. It was the perfect time period to have a snack, rest a bit and then scope out the landscape and plant some large fake tarantulas I had brought with me.

The first night we were visited closely by some yowling/howling/hooting thing that was pretty scary. I put my earplugs in. It came back each night. We named it Hootie.

The best idea I had was to mark the portajohn and my tent with glowsticks. I still got lost one night, but only for a few seconds.

The first morning Dsqard and I left the others at the campground and went to scope out the actual bathhouse with running water.

Little Bathhouse of Horrors.

There were two shower stalls. Dsqard took the one on the left. I got the one on the right.

Note that I do not like bugs. Especially spiders.

I see some daddy long legs on the sides of the shower. I tell myself that I'm a (dirty) adult and that I can handle this. I breathe, I get naked, turn the water on, and step in. It's a stall shower, and on the bottom has a wood slat thing on it.

As the water runs and heats up, the action starts.

Out of the bottom of the wood slat thingie comes all the creepie crawlies. ALL THE CREEPIE CRAWLIES. About a billion wolf spiders. And a 4 inch millipede. I start whimpering, almost ready to cry and Dsqard is not nice about it in the next stall. She's telling me that it's just daddy long legs and that I'm a baby.

I invited her to come inspect it, but she declined until I was wearing clothes. Upon inspection she conceded that it was horrifying.

Speaking of that, I had 4 extra fake tarantulas, so this morning Dsqard and I hid them around the bathhouse. My favorite, perched over the TP roll, ready to fly out when someone pulls the hanging piece down to grab some:

View attachment 1139492

I might have also left a similar situation at a rest area in Massachusetts.
Bet you'all had some beautiful weather! Nicer here now than it was most of the summer Lol.
I'm definitely stealing that fake spider on the TP roll, my fam, is more afraid of spiders than they are bears :lau
 
Last I posted, was a photo of my pup..that I have here on my phone. But...where in the world are my photos I had here on BYC before the change. I've never found them! :confused:
I haven't looked yet, still not used to this format. I tried earlier in the change, heard eventually everything would be here? :confused:
Couple times I used old pics I just searched where I had posted them, screenshot them, edited frame and posted as new. :confused:
 
All those little seeds get caught in my teeth... I don't have the best set... between the missing ones and the holy ones, they've spread to occupy available space so stuff is always getting jammed down between them and it's painful as well as difficult to get it unjammed. If I had the 44 grand I'd get them all yanked and get upper/lower implants. I really don't want dentures as I've never heard a single person say they liked/enjoyed/wanted/would do them again... So I'm livin' life with what the man upstairs gave me.

Funny that my dislike of blackberry seeds and tomato seeds is so memorable... :lau Am I the only one that dislikes them? Is it that unusual? Just curious...
 
@Latestarter

Dunno about seeds... I bet it is just a teeth thing...if you have good teeth they are good or who cares. Bad teeth, and they are aweful.


So.... my chickens accidentally freeranged themselves for a bit today. 40 minutes to a couple of hours tops.

And yep...I lost one.

Two feet away from the run fence...run fence on two sides, super thick very large spruce on the other two sides as well as overhead.

And there he was ...uh....not yet dead. Not sure what got him. A rectangle of skin and meat was removed, 1x2 to 2x3 at the most..down to the ribs... and that was it.

Owls and weasels usually go for the head or neck. Not sure how an eagle or hawk could have gotten him, too much cover, and those like going for the guts. The wound was too small and dry for a dog.

I don't know.

Since I don't know, the chickens were even deprived of their run, and are currently locked into the coop.

Sigh
 

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