The Old Folks Home

[trumpeting_angel]

Hello and welcome from another northeasterner. What are you retiring from and I want to hear more about your husbands work, too. That sounds fascinating.

I am (was?) a psychologist specializing in trauma and forensic psychology. I worked in the courts, a couple jails, private practice, a trauma specialty practice, and health clinics. A couple of years ago I cut back to part-time and I’ve been doing outpatient therapy at a small hospital. Sadly, I moved and the commute (winter + Vermont + one hour on a good day) became really onerous. Looking back, I think it was good because I’m able to retire and time to do it, already!

DH used to work dismantling beautiful timber frame barns and reassembling them to convert to homes, which was a big thing years ago. Now he mostly does remodeling, with a special interest in historic and timber frame buildings, but it’s rural Vermont and he will pick up anything close to home! He is younger than I am and retirement is starting to look good to him, too! In the winter he works part—time in a ski shop and skis 3-4 days a week! Skiing is his first love. He hasn’t missed a season in 54 years! His days of ski racing are over, thank God. But he is an amazing skier. I took it up when we got together; next season will be my fourth.

Thanks for asking! And you? Chemist or drug addict? (Sorry. I’m too clever for my own good.)

 

[Beer can]

banty only sold for 3 bucks not thrilled

The dairy farm down the road from me, old lady there has done the write up for our town forever (for as long as I can remember) in a local paper, tri-town-news, she usually tells what's going on at the church, little bit about what is going on at the farm, and always posts everyone in towns birthdays, she mentioned they sent two calves to the auction and got six bucks and lost on shipping... And they only have documented high producing pure bred Holsteins. Pretty sad.
I remember probably 20yrs ago the same thing, bad. Was working a bluestone quarry on a dairy farm with my dad. They mentioned were spending more to send calves to the auction than they got, $5 a calf.

 

[Beer can]

And you? Chemist or drug addict? (Sorry. I’m too clever for my own good.)

 

[pennyJo1960]

Okay I need to make certain marans are not banty Got It

 

[Peep_Show]

deb --
You've SO got this. Keep rockin'!

 

[perchie.girl]

deb --
You've SO got this. Keep rockin'!

I am tryin... fifty six pounds off now that I recalculated...

My knees are mostly happy
My back is mostly happy
New aches and pains are showing up... doc told me that was to be expected. so cushining gone Now they complain

Alieve is my friend on all of it.

I am mourning my go to foods for stress. They were never something I ate out of hunger... I was in full charge of grandma and it was not fun today. Her dimentia is progressing.

I didnt eat BAD BAD BAD habit. I just now finally got down some broth.

on the twenty fifth I get to go to bariatric soft foods.... looking forward to poached eggs... and cottage cheese.....

full bariatric doesnt start till July.

deb

 

[superchemicalgirl]

I am (was?) a psychologist specializing in trauma and forensic psychology. I worked in the courts, a couple jails, private practice, a trauma specialty practice, and health clinics. A couple of years ago I cut back to part-time and I’ve been doing outpatient therapy at a small hospital. Sadly, I moved and the commute (winter + Vermont + one hour on a good day) became really onerous. Looking back, I think it was good because I’m able to retire and time to do it, already!

DH used to work dismantling beautiful timber frame barns and reassembling them to convert to homes, which was a big thing years ago. Now he mostly does remodeling, with a special interest in historic and timber frame buildings, but it’s rural Vermont and he will pick up anything close to home! He is younger than I am and retirement is starting to look good to him, too! In the winter he works part—time in a ski shop and skis 3-4 days a week! Skiing is his first love. He hasn’t missed a season in 54 years! His days of ski racing are over, thank God. But he is an amazing skier. I took it up when we got together; next season will be my fourth.

Thanks for asking! And you? Chemist or drug addict? (Sorry. I’m too clever for my own good.)

Both of those jobs sound fascinating, but yours sounds exhausting.

And yes, I'm a drug dealer (pharmacist).

On my way down south in a few, doing a demonstration on how to fix tombstones near Portland. Probably will be at it all day, may have to pour bases... not really sure what we're up against, yet. One of the girls in our group dropped out last night (probably after seeing the weather) so it will likely be an all day affair to fix the 4 slated for this demo. Hopefully we get a lot of folks that want to learn and we can put to work.

 

[Peep_Show]

Welcome, Trumpeting_Angel. Pull up a chair and join the roost.


We've got an assortment of people -- some old, some not; some retired, some not -- in our community. Clucking is plenty and ruffled feathers seldom. Enjoy!

 

[microchick]

@superchemicalgirl, so sad to hear about your poult dying. Don't feel bad. I have the same thing happen in my coop. I currently have three hens with chicks, one hen setting eggs and three juveniles in a grow out pen. I have no doubts that if the moms and babies were loose they would wind up trampled by the mom. These hens are so protective they just stomp all over the place even when I reach into their pens. The day after the babies hatched they were kicking wood chips over them and I had to rescue them from being buried alive. One chick did get monkey stomped just with the hen trying to get situated for the night.

Lesson learned. Hatching chicks is a crap shoot at best. I used to get really upset when dead chicks happened now I just shrug it off and attribute it to a bad roll of the dice.

Morning all. Welcome to all newcomers. Miserable here. We had 3 inches of rain overnight and more heavy rain on the way. Flood warnings are out. We did have a nice afternoon yesterday as this weekend is HAM radio Field Day. We have been working the radios here at home but the club had set up at a park in Kirksville that is gorgeous. They had 5 radios going and a pot luck dinner. TV and newspaper reps were there before we got there. It's a big day in HAM radio operations, basically they do it so people can test their abilities to set up and operate stations in the event of an emergency but it has turned into a compitition of sorts to see who can get the most points and the most contacts in a 24 hour period of time.

It started raining and storming a couple of hours after we got home and stormed most of the night. We do not need more rain but heavy rain warnings out as well as flood.

Plans for today....stay dry or try to.

 

[Peep_Show]

So what are people doing this fine Sunday?

Another day in the veggie compound/garden here. Time to put in the corn (Ruby Queen) and squash (Delicata, Ronde de Nice, assorted zukes) and beans (bush Roma, pole Lima, Chinese Red Noodle) and get the irrigation to the tomatoes. Need to build a trellis for the vining hops. Chicken coop needs cleaning, as does the house -- family coming in for Fourth of July -- and it all feels kind of onerous. The weeds are winning.

Sold a bunch of produce yesterday -- Spring peas, English peas, kohlrabi, lettuce, mint -- so was up early harvesting and packaging. Not really into the retail aspect of my garden, but it was for a friend who was putting on a dinner party last night and she sort of coerced me into purveying. Won't happen again anytime soon as the transition to the next crop's harvest has a bit of grow time involved.

So if I'm off-line for a bit, know I'm in the garden and busting my behind trying to keep on top of things. Something tells me I'll need a vacation soon....