Author Archives: gmayeaux

It’s hard to believe, but Twister’s been in the house for about three weeks. He seems to be doing well. The hangup is that he still prefers my office and right now, under the elevated futon in my office. Meanwhile, his sister still prefers to live in ignorance that he is here. They get togetherContinue reading “The Great “Kitty Introduction Experiment of 2020””

It’s not surprising that my energy waxes and wanes. Part of it is the intensity with which I live life. Generally, I’m all thrills and spills. (I actually disclosed this to my calm, even-keeled and measured husband. I knew emotionally he was getting the short end of the stick and felt an obligation to makeContinue reading “Getting my mojo back”

For other people, the holidays start on Thanksgiving Day and roll through New Year’s. For me? They start on September 1st and still roll through New Year’s. No, I’m not decorating for Christmas yet. Instead, I enjoy every bit of fall through the beginning of a new year. After that, winter “happens” and I justContinue reading “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year”

Today, after a couple of weeks of being completely overwhelmed with all we have going on, the workload is starting to ease. And more than that, I can start to see the benefits of our work. In the basement, there are 14 quarts of marinara sauce, 18 pints of beets and eight jars of picklesContinue reading “Getting past the rush”

If you haven’t noticed, it’s been a little hard lately for me to keep up with posting. What gives, you ask? Well, basically, life. A lot has happened since we last got together. Most recently, we adopted another stray. Now, we never actually choose the stray cats – they choose us – and in thisContinue reading “Relentless incrementalism”

So, we’ve been trying to rescue another kitty. It’s going better than our first attempts last winter but not as well as I had initially hoped. What’s the holdup, you ask? Well, it would be another small and fuzzy thing at our house. Meadow – our spoiled, well-fed and sweet little ball of fur isn’tContinue reading “Growing our little family”

You ever make promises you have absolutely no intention of keeping? Like, in the moment, you make it because you realize it really is the best course of action, but immediately after the words leave your mouth, you go back to your old habits? That’s me when it comes to renovations. My mind is alwaysContinue reading “Promises, promises”

So, the last few days have gotten away from me. It got very busy at work, I haven’t written in my blog and I even missed yoga. That’s big stuff. For a yuppie homesteader to miss her yoga class is a big deal. But alas, it was last night and by the time I realizedContinue reading “It’s been awhile”

At approximately 1:30 p.m. today, I took the final three jars of marinara out of the waterbath and turned off the stove. After a marathon cooking session which started at 2 p.m. yesterday, I had 15 pints of beets, six pints of pickles and nine quarts of marinara to show for my efforts. I alsoContinue reading “D-U-L-N, Done!”

Yes, this could be my plan for the weekend in one sense and I’m not denying that there’s likely an alcoholic beverage in my future. But this has nothing to do with a party. Instead, its my canning plan for the weekend and I’m super stoked. I’ve got a pretty big goal for the weekend:Continue reading “Getting sauced, pickled or drying out?”