Maybe it IS easy being cheesy...

Wow, I made cheese. I feel so housewifey! I have been reading Barbara Kingsolver's book, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle. It's about growing your own food and eating locally produced food. Very eye opening and inspiring. Her 19-year old daughter includes family recipes and I stole this recipe for 30-minute mozzerella! AND IT WORKED! I can make cheese. I am so excited. Now I need to find out how to make parmesan and Pepper Jack. I'll let you know how it goes!

Smiles,
Lisa

Painted Roses

This is a little folding window shutter that I took apart and used as a canvas for an oil painting of roses. If you are interested in it, I have listed it on Etsy (see the very bottom of this page for a link to my Etsy sales).






Have a great day,
Smiles,
Lisa

Goats are horrible people

Life Lesson Number 22: Goats are not impulse items.

On a trip to the feed store this spring to buy chicken feed, there were two little goats in a box at the end of the counter. My husband said I couldn't have a dog. He said nothing about goats. So they came home in the back of my mini-van, along with a Milky Way, The National Enquirer and gum. Unfortunately Monty the goat did not make it through the month. After many tears and grief, we realized that goats do not make good solitary pets and Jerry needed a buddy. So we went and found another goat who we named Ben. So now that the cuteness has worn off and the girls don't find goat poop and barn chores so much fun after all, after they managed to transfer poison ivy over most of my exposed skin, after chasing them down the road only to have them turn on me and knock me flat on my face, only after my hydrangeas, hostas and roses have born the brunt of nibbling teeth, after spending over $500.00 on ineffectual fencing...do I realize that goats are horrible people.

Today they got into my shed and somehow managed to knock everything over. Everything. To do this they had to first scale a five foot fence and open the shed door. I love them, don't get me wrong. They will have a safe, happy home for the rest of their horrible little lives. Arrgggh!

I hear that potbelly pigs are nice though.

Smiles,
Lisa

Rubber Boots

I have never owned a pair of shoes that cost more than $20.00. I would go barefoot all the time if the weather and the biological functions of my animals allowed. I have a pair of plain black shoes for special events, a pair of flip flops for running around town in the late spring, summer and early fall, a pair of sneakers for the rest of the time and a pair of black muck boots that I wear at home, all the time. Much to the chagrin of a very fashionable 11-year old. They make me feel like a farmer, like a girl who is pretty confident in herself. You kinda gotta be confident to pull off a look like this. Rubber boots by the back door, that's me.