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Back Online again....several updates here
First off -- Ron & Jo...if you visit and read this, do email me! We've been worried about how you both are doing!The computer went down again. Apparently, the first computer geek didn't do any sort of system diagnostics and simply wasted 3 days or so re0installing my modem driver.
Well, it went down on me again, 2 weeks ago now. Not that it didn't make for a quiet and peaceful Thanksgiving, and we did get many things accomplished, but still....
This time, I went to the original geek I had planned on using last time. They did a full system whatever and ran several diagnostics. They think the main issue I was having is that my BIOS system was rather outdated. There were 5 newer updates than I had, and they don't simply install with the regular system update stuff this thing does on it's own every so often. He updated me that way, installed another antivirus program then downloaded a new modem driver and viola...we have internet again.
And life picks up with hectic busy-ness, of course.
Just to note: If you sent me an email over the past couple of weeks and haven't heard from me...don't expect to. Just email me again. I had a million emails in my inbox and they are all being deleted as I write here. Please, email again if you need me!
I have all 300# of meat in the freezer...well, minus the 50# of stewing chunks sitting in the kitchen waiting its turn in the canner. My pressure seems a bit off today -- it's taking forever to get up to pressure for some reason. But, it's all cut up, the packing juice blend prepared and jars scalded and waiting.
I am going to get very tired of looking at meat, I can tell that already, and it's just Day 1 of a long line of days to come! We may well turn vegetarian for a couple months once it's all said and done!
We have, aside from meat meat and more meat in the works here, fencing outside we are dealing with. Seems we are being over-run with wayward hunters. We knew they had been around the property, but they have found several signs of them running 4-wheelers clear up to the back of my barn! They are using our deer stands, running their dogs all over and apparently using our private property as their own personal hunting grounds.
That will come to a stop this week. We are getting the signs up so we are more properly POSTED everywhere, and I am setting up some wire along the back access where we know for a fact they are coming and going. If they damage a 4-wheeler with a slightly hidden barb wire fence, serves them right. It will be well inside the perimeter of my property line, where they don't belong. That and some bird shot peppering their hunting expedition should do the trick.
Before anyone takes issue to our methods here, we have a very good idea as to who the culprits are, and they know we don't want hunters here. They know we have young children who enjoy our property, and as they hunt with high powered rifles, they are definitely not welcome here. My own dogs stay on our property, and they are being annoyed with the constant traffic as well. I don't need the aggravation, or the worry of my children being shot while playing on their own land.
To give you some idea of the genius we are dealing with out here, this group was shooting targets last year in their own cleared plot just down from our line. It's their property, I have no concern there whatsoever. It's a free country.
However, they use high powered, long range shot guns/rifles whatever you call them. Where they were shooting from/at, in virtually every direction on the compas, they had nothing but timber land. Literally hundreds upon hundreds of acres going out in every direction. Nothing in line for miles and then some.
Every direction, that is, but they one they chose to shoot in. They set up just the other side of the creek and were shooting directly toward my house. Literally peppering my roof with their shot. Branches and leaves were falling after every shot. Genius, pure genius. In any other direction, they would have had nothing but trees for miles and miles, yet they picked the direction that went through my property straight to my house and animals....and children.
Running a 4-wheeler across a low-lying wire fence is going to be the least of their concerns if we actually catch them on the property hunting, instead of their leftovers and signs.
We also have a lengthy sewing list, as usual. And school work to catch back up on. We are having reading issues it seems. I need to determine where my cut-off needs to be. There is a point where not reading well is a problem, and I think we might be there. I know we took more time with our first reader learning, but I've 3 in the works now and they simply aren't coming along very quicky. I know, homeschooling certainly affords my time in that respect, no hard-lined schedules to adhere to and all, but still...we have been at this enough now there should be a bit more progress I think. Time to re-evaluate The Plan here.
As to the olders, Jennifer finished a decent amount while gone with Dewey the past couple weeks. And Johanna, well, she has her own agenda. She is set on graduating when she turns 15 years old...about 2 years or so from now. She blew right through one grade level already and is just about finished with the next set of math, language and science I bought a couple weeks ago. She definitely needs some more indepth work to keep her coccupied. She easily completes 4 or more lessons a day. Like I said, a girl with her own agenda.
I have a Christmas gift...yes, I know what I said about Christmas and all, but this is different, sort of. I came across a bargain and couldn't pass it up. Dewey said birthday and Christmas gift and I jumped on it! (my birthday is Christmas Eve...I tend to get those 'combined' gifts quite often!). I have a 20 quart Welbilt Varimixer sitting in my kitchen :o) It's huge. It's sitting on the floor right now -- there's no way my counters, besides being far too tall, would accommodate this machine. I'll have to build some sort of stand for it, but for now, it's just sitting there, waiting to be used. We will start selling bread and such soon, and much easier.
The man we bought it from buys out various businesses and such and resells the equipment. He thinks he knows of a commercial oven and stove and is checking on that for me. Dewey wasn't really in the mood to drag along with me to pick it up, but he wanted to check it out first. Well, he has found his new dream shopping warehouse now. This man has virtually everything. If he doesn't have it and doesn't know where to find it, you simply don't need it. He has all sorts of building materials and so on. Dewey enjoyed his trip more than I did I think!
I will get some pictures up this week, but today, the meat is calling!
Keeping Warm
One of the downfalls of an old home is when you have a lack of insulation in the walls. Homes built in 1890 didn't have insulation as we know it today. My Beloved's and my bedroom is one of the original rooms of our homestead home. Like typical homes of that period, there is no insulation to help keep the winter cold out. Nothing can be more "chilling" than to climb into bed in an unheated, uninsulated room and lay between two icy cold bed sheets! Yes, we have other blankets in the bed, but the top & fitted sheets are still very cold. Here is the solution that we have been using with great results.
The first step was to remove the top sheet from the bed. We left the bottom fitted sheet on the bed, but covered it with a large fuzzy acrylic blanket/throw that we have. This acrylic blanket/throw is what we sleep on. Next, we took a second fuzzy acrylic blanket/throw and used that in place of the top sheet. Last came another heavy acrylic blanket, comforter, and quilt. Yes, it is alot of layers, but it worked! The first night we did this, we had temperatures reaching the freezing point. Typically, the bedroom was very cold but instead of sleeping in a cold bed, we were kept very toasty warm!
If you are having problems with cold sheets when you go to bed on a cold night, try sleeping between 2 layers of acrylic fuzzy blankets. It may be much warmer for oyu and save on the extra heating costs.
Additional note: if you come across old acrylic blankets like the fuzzy type I described using, consider using them inside your quilts as a batting. The blankets are very warm and would make a nice, easy to launder batting.
A Too Large Pot Roast...
Houston, we have a problem.My 4 inch by, oh, maybe 14 inch, chuck roast won't fit in my roaster :o(
Well, let me rephrase myself. It fits...with some tucking in along the sides, and I do have a bit of space on the ends. But overall, my cast iron roaster is simply too small. My mother said cut it in half and use 2 pans. Oh, the indignity of whacking this wonderful, marbled roast in half! Isn't it a beauty?
No, I don't usually covet meat like this, but this is special :o) I'm used to rolled roasts, or rump roasts...something more akin to the size of a regulation football. In our area here, pork is the meat of choice it seems. Boston Butts, Loins, etc. They are more readily available in the stores. Beef roasts, even a simple chuck roast, just aren't what I think of as a roast. Most around here are what I'd consider more of a thick steak than anything of a roast.
But I got this at the butcher yesterday when I ordered my bulk meats. The owner was cutting up a half a steer and his wife brought out some small cuts to cut them down more. I saw this one on the table and asked about it. She was going to cut it at least in half, if not thirds. No way -- it was just perfect, I thought. So I bought it.
Me.
Home alone here with no husband, no eldest son and fiance, no eldest daughter. Just me and 7 children. Seven younger children.
This roast could last us most of the week if I play it right.
I managed to get about 4 potatoes cut in half alongside the roast on the ends, and maybe 3 or 4 carrots cut into lengths as well. But my usual broth/gravy concoction doesn't stand a chance of being in there. Not without a serious drip shield along that pan! I simply mixed a bit of stock with a touch of flour to thicken slightly and poured it over. It will be covered and cook all day now. Around 5 or 6 pm we'll eat dinner :o)
Can you imagine how tender this baby will be? I probably shouldn't have bought it, being here with just the children, but I lack self-restraint. It just looked too good to pass up.
I imagine when Dewey reads this his mouth will be watering all over the computer :o) I could FedEx a plate overnight to you honey....
16 Years Ago Today...
...A pretty pink, pudgy bundle came home with us from the hospital.It took 2 full years to get our Miss Jennifer. We had lost our first girl, Stephanie Michelle, at 36 weeks gestation with CMV, pre-eclampsya and Placenta Previa and were told it would be best not to have another baby until my body had gotten back to normal. We waited that next year and then tried again. Must have been a half-hearted, worried attempt on our part because it took another year to get pregnant....and if you know me at all, you'd know that I am jokingly referred to as 'fertile Myrtle' so a year of no babies was rather unusual, or so we know now looking back!
With our previous pregnancy troubles, I was a doctor's nightmare this time around. If they said it was 'normal' to sneeze 3 times a day and I only did it once, I was on the phone in a state of panic. I worried about all manners of things that seemed different this time around. I worried about every little thing concerning pregnancy and babies in general. Ahh, those young, ignorant years.
The day before Miss Jennifer joined us, my Mom and I had done some shopping and such. Dewey had classes that evening, and it was snowy and nasty out. I had promised him a big pot of chili for dinner when he arrived home. However, things changed a bit from the plan of the day. Around 2 pm I started having some back pains. Mind you, this was pregnancy #3 for me, but I wasn't thinking about anything other than what might be out of the ordinary. I ignored the back pains until I couldn't stand for more than a few minutes or couldn't walk but a handful of steps. Note to new moms-to-be...if your back hurts and you are close to your due date, just head to the doctor :o)
As the day progressed, my back hurt even more, tightening and loosening almost constantly. I finally broke down and tried calling Dewey at school. Being night classes, I had to call the security office and they would send someone over to his class. I waited and waited and finally someone called back -- Dewey wasn't in class. He had left earlier, they assumed because of the roads getting bad for the night.
Nice. My husband wasn't in class. We lived out in the boonies basically, a good 45 minutes from the hospital if the day was bright and the roads clear as a whistle...longer with a solid covering of snow and more still falling, let alone if the roads in the boonies hadn't been plowed clear yet.
I put a bag together for the hospital and wandered about, wondering where Dewey was and how I might end up at the hospital if no one showed up at home. We had had to make arrangements with the fire department for emergency transportation already, due to my high risk issues, but I just couldn't see a helicopter landing in the ice and snow covered fields at night.
Finally Mr. Missing-in-Action pulls in. He takes forever to get inside...his arms are loaded. So were mine...I had my bags for the hospital and my coat on. He brought in the mother-lode of baby goodies -- diapers, receiving blankets, bottle liners, formula, some outfits and doo-dads, and a cute little baby doll, all soft and squishy. I love my husband dearly, mind you, but a less-oblivious-to-his-surroundings man you couldn't find, at least that night! He's showing off this and that with a smile, tickled at the idea of a baby coming...
...then notices there isn't any chili on the stove.
...then notices I'm in my coat and have my bags.
I promised he'd get his chili soon enough but we needed to leave. LOL...gotta love a man who buys baby things, right?
We got to the hospital and within a couple of hours, here was Miss Jennifer Annette, all pink and pudgy and a bit on the cold side. We had issues with the doctor on-call, from previous experience, but he came in only long enough to play catcher for the nurse so all was good. Jennifer was cold and needed an incubator and warming lights...and we had issues with that as well, but finally things were taken care of and all we wanted was to go home with her.
I tend to have issues with hospitals...I have a plan in mind, they like to do things their way and by their books. I'm really more of the sort to try and re-write those books. Generally it's best if we just collet baby and head for home as soon as we can ;o) Saves wear and tear on all concerned because I don't give in easily at all.
All turned out well and Miss Jennifer flourished :o) She is spending her second time away from home right now, in Arkansas with Dad on his job until Thanksgiving. She gave him a stern talking to about not eating, hardly anything really, and certainly not very decent foods, and made him go shopping Monday evening. He said she did us proud, shopping as she did. She packed a lot of food into that buggy for a very good amount. Other than to drive -- and pay -- he wasn't really needed at the store at all. She planned the menus out and bought what she needed for him :o) He'll feel just like he's at home...minus the missing 8 people ;o)
Miss Jennifer will make a great wife and mother one day if The Lord moves that direction in her life. She has common sense, panics very little over anything (remember Jacob and David being burned so badly a year ago? She remained totally cool and calm through it all while we raced to the hospital, and she managed the homestead while I was gone at LeBonheur for those weeks). She askes questions and fully expects to get decent answers from folks (like doctors...). She can plan a menu and see it to fruition, and save money in the process.
She was Grandpa's Girl right from the trip home from the hospital. He loved her to pieces ;o)
She's a Daddy's Girl in many ways...and he's fully prepared with a dating contract and plenty of shotguns and ammo to defend her when the tomcats start making the rounds :o) Right now, we all get a laugh out of that country song by Rodney Atkins, Still Cleaning This Gun. The chorus is this:
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she's something else
She's her daddy's girl
Her momma's world
She deserves respect
That’s what she'll get
Now ain't it son?
Y’all go out and have some fun
I'll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun
Like the song says, it's all for show and ain't nobody gonna get hurt :o)
But he's ready, nonetheless.
So, long-winded as usual:
Then, and Now...btw -- she started "mooing" in the store at that dress! She was just so cute, mooing every time we passed it, we had to buy it for her!
Family Update
First, I want to thank everyone for the prayers and well wishes for the children. They are doing very well and are recovered.
Last weekend, we got a new addition to the homestead. We have a 3 month old female pup. She has the black and brown markings of a rottweiler, but is a Sharpei/Blue Heeler mix. One grandparent had a very small percentage of rottweiler, which is how she got the coloring. The pup's parents however were only about 30-35 pounds in weight, so she will be much smaller than a rottweiler. We had named her Gracie, which was close to the name the previous owners had given her & also easy for Abbie to say. Well, Abbie has renamed the pup and it actually responds to the name Abbie gave her. How she came up with the name is pretty cute.
Joe bought a little beginning reader level book to read to Abbie called, "Hot Dog". The story is about a little dog that is hot and gets itself into all types of mischief trying to cool off. Well, this story has become one of Abbie's favorites. She has now started calling the puppy, "Hot Dog". Poor puppy answers to it and so the name will likely stick. LOL
Over the past week. I managed to get 2 shawls crocheted to sell. Both are made using a very soft & cuddly acrylic/polyester blend yarn. One is done in earth tones of tan and other colors that remind me of a desert. The other is in shades of blue, cream, and a little bit of a soft rose shade. Both shawls are triangular and about 70 inches across at the top and 36 inches from the top to the tip of the point that the bottom. I am so happy to get two done so quickly. We have pictures of them on our website if anyone is interested in seeing them.
Blahs for Monday...canning, too
Well, I still cannot add photos over at my other blog. Grrrr! It's annoying, to say the least.Nothing special going on around here. It's cold this morning...yes, I will concede and say that 29 outside is what I'd consider cold. Brisk, at least. It's sunny already, although we have rains moving in they say. The heat kicked in last night...must have been rather cool. I have it set at something like 62 or so. I'm not a heat person at all.
It was great having Dewey home all weekend. What a surprise to have him show up Thursday. I talked to him several times on the phone Thursday and he never once said a word about being in the truck heading this way. Sneaky. It was about 7 pm when he pulled in, and I was talking to him at the time. The children yelled and said Bro Mike was here to collect the pigs...I had just taken my covering off and pulled my hair down, so told him I'd talk to him later and I hung up. LOL...everyone headed outside to help load pigs while I grabbed a different covering (one that didn't need a bun in my hair...). I'm snapping it and suddenly someone is standing in my bedroom door. I about hit the ceiling! There's Dad, Emily grabbing his neck with a force and whispering "my daddy" into his beard and his ears
He talked me into having Jennifer go back with him for the next couple of weeks. Something about not being able to cook for himself and being tired of McDonald's and Subway for dinner. Poor man...you'd think he's never had to fend for himself...well, ok, he hasn't had to for about 21 years (or such, since I really started getting better at cooking!). They will be back up for Thanksgiving weekend. My house seems so empty with eldest son and his finance, Dewey and now eldest daughter being gone. I only have 8 to cook for now....so I took a huge pot of chicken and vegetable spaghetti, some homemade bread and a couple of pies up to church last night "just because". Told them it was because we are having evening meetings earlier now with the time change.
I'm ordering some meat from the butcher today -- earned $150 for those two hogzilla beasts out here. Honestly, I'd have given them away just to have them gone, but he wanted to pay something. I'd have been tickled with $50 for the both of them, but $150?! Maybe it isn't much to some who deal in hogs, but it's more than enough for me. So, I'm ordering meat to get picked up Wednesday before Thanksgiving....
- 100# of ground beef
- 100# of ground sausage
- 100# of stewing chunks
- 25# of bacon, sliced
What else might I need to stock, do you think? The ground and stew chunks were the only things that came to mind standing in the shopthere. Any other thoughts?
Nothing Political :o)
I'm not voicing in on the political history that has been made. It's done, and all I can say now is May The Lord God bless our President and lead him in His Path, Guide his daily steps with prayer and thought, and Direct him with His Spirit in the leading and protecting of our country. May God have mercy and bless all of us through this time. Now, more than ever, is the time for prayer for our country and our future.I am still having issues adding pictures in here. I have several just waiting to get put in place. We have pictures of the hogs -- which I sold to a friend at church and don't even have to attempt to load up for butcher myself. I'll use the proceeds from their sale to go buy someone else's pork at the butcher.
I have pictures of our visit with Christina and her family last month -- all our combined children gathered on the swing set, and some beautiful scenery on the way over the Tennessee River.
Yesterday we rearranged the main room here. Being a double-wide mobile home, the living room is rather open and large -- ours is about 18x24. Would be a great living room if the dining room wasn't such a joke in size. Our main room is kept as living room and dining room here. The true dining room houses the school shelves and desk, computer and all the sewing needs.
The move around was done so the cookstove could be set in place for use this year. I am not construction-skilled in the slightest. I can hammer nails, drive screws and make attempts at cutting wood correctly, but I'd be afraid to live in something I had constructed aside from popping up a tent. The enclosure of the front porch into living space just wasn't going to happen on my watch. And without some properly done constructing, the cookstove cannot be used out there without subjecting it to all manner of weather.
However, I think I can manage to close off the back window and seal it properly, then sleeve a pipe through there and mount it for use.
So, the cookstove, however misplaced it may seem in the "living room" of my house, is there now, waiting for the materials to do the task at hand. Of course, I might just wait on thanksging weekend when Dewey comes home for that installation part. I do believe I can do it without him, but I wouldn't want to deprive him of the joy of blessing his wife with the use of her cookstove.
This weekend -- barring that rainy forcast -- we will begin emptying, sorting and purging the workshop building here. It's a mess. No. It's a disaster area out there. I'm bringing the trailer up here and we are going to begin loading everything onto it, then sorting and cleaning the building, getting some areas set up for the mass of tools we have accumulated over the years, and then we'll put things back in place in some sort of order. That's The Plan, anyway.
I guess that's about it. Despite all that's turning about in our country, we are just moving along at the usual pace around here. Although I will admit to a slightly deeper pull to prepare for the future of my family here, mainly our needs and daily living survival things.
Sick Little Ones
Last Saturday, I had to take both of the kids to the Emergency Room. The kids had been exposed to Bollous Impetigo, which is a contagious staph infection that causes blisters that are very fragile and break open easily & spread on their bodies. The kids had been exposed as a community event when our 2 yr old daughter played with another child who was sick with this staph infection.
This lays heavy on my heart to post a gentle suggestion. With the cold & flu season upon us, PLEASE if you or your little ones are sick do not take them to places where the illness can be spread. I am thinking about the elderly who were at this community event. If they were exposed to this staph infection it would be very harmful to them! What about people who are going through chemo treatments or otherwise have weakened immune systems? A simple common cold could be very harsh to their health!
Often, I have seen people take very sick kids to church, school, daycare, or other places where they spread the illnesses. Yes, there are times when it is inconvenient to keep the little ones home. It is not always easy - especially for single parents - to take a day from work to care for a sick child. That is when you need a back-up plan set up ahead of time. Find someone who is willing to watch your child in the times when they are sick. Don't assume that just because you have plans for the day that it is okay to allow your sick child to expose others' children with their illness! Besides the obvious health concerns, think about the financial hardships you can cause to others! Not everyone has the ability to buy health insurance or the extra money for medications & doctor bills. Thank heavens, our kids are fully insured! My husband is insured through his job, but I have no insurance as we cannot afford it. If I were to get this infection from treating my kids, it would cause a major hardship on us financially.
I think about the number of kids today with asthma and other health issues. Simple colds that are easy for otherwise healthy kids to tolerate can cause congestion in an asthmatic child that brings on a severe asthma attack. Please, if your children are sick, take precautions.
How *not* to Wrangle Hogs
My blog entry area here is all whacked out this morning for some reasons. The joys of rural country Internet I guess. I had photo's to share of all sorts of things, but I have no buttons whatsoever along the top here with which to add anything.Maybe later today I can come back and put them in. For now, the story behind the subject line :o)
Our pigs are most obviously not bred. If they had, um, shall we say, 'met up with' the big strapping male on site the day we bought them, they would have had babies last week. As there are no babies in my barn, its time to butcher these beasts and be done with them. And no more pigs for this homestead. Well, not until we are much better prepared for them...with a concrete room or something.
These ladies have been a thorn in our side since we got them. Didn't want to load at all, wreaked havoc from day one here, played tug-o-war with some of my wayward hens, destroyed every feed bin, water trough, you name it...
...and then Sunday evening, they tore out of our fence. No idea what was on their minds, they were just suddenly in the yard and not the barn. Emily saw them first, calling them 'piggie dogs'. Yes, we will enlighten and correct her on that :o) Knowing that these ladies are just plain evil nasty creatures with a taste for blood, every child outside scattered like the wind. Jennifer loaded the 22 and off she went, I got with Dewey -- poor man, sitting in Arkansas, listening to what sounds like some frantic 911 call or something from us -- and found out for sure how to load that SKS. All I could see was dogs being chased and children bobbing about. I knew we weren't a good enough shot to do much more than irritate the ladies with a 22, although I'm assured now we could have handled them with it well enough.
Dewey called a couple friends from church and they headed over to help us...either load the pigs back into the barn somehow or shoot em where they were. Didn't make a difference to me either way. Here we were, guns loaded, moving around the barn with frantic dogs, frantic hogs and spooked children...5:30 on a Sunday night, dark enough to not be able to see diddly out behind the barn and off into the acreage at all, and do you think we had a flashlight? Of course not. A half a dozen DeWalt and Black & Decker batteries sitting here yet not one had been charged! The one light we found was about as promising as simply holding matches out there.
Yes, we had some rather stern and serious discussions about why those batteries need to be charged and ready at all times now.
We ran those stupid hogs everywhere. One minute they are running after one of the children who are screaming looking for shelter, the next, the hogs are chasing after the dogs trying to bite them. The dogs were trying to keep them wrangled near the barn at least...seems they aren't quite as useless and stupid as I thought. Our friends finally arrive and I'll be slapped silly if those blasted hogs didn't stand still and find contentment in eating the 5 gallon pail of corn we had been trying to entice them with the whole time. Between the two men, they shooed and sue-y'ed those ladies right back to the barn and rigged up their fence again. Just slick as could be.
Here we had a comedy of errors running amok on the homestead and they show up, seasoned farm wranglers, and it all proceed smooth as frog hair.
Yes, the wild "amish woman with the military rifle" was probably the topic of quite some discussion up at Dry Creek Monday. The old timers all sit around up there at the hole in the wall 2-pump gas station and grocery store. It's very Ike Godsey's General Merchandise up there on the mountain. When I passed to go to the feed store and get more corn, it was packed with 4-wheelers and trucks. I thought about stopping and getting something to drink, but I figured they could have a better conversation without the wild amish woman.
I suppose some prayer requests were sent up for us at church as well that night. City folk in the country and all that. LOL...yes, I imagine we will be talked about for a good week after all our escapades here. Guess that's part of living in the county like this. Everybody knows everything, and they all have their opinions as to why this or that happens to the outsiders :o) And with all that went on here with those hogs, I imagine we are the current object lesson for the youngers as to why City and Country don't mix well and why you should be very selective in your marriage selection :o)
Time for a decision
I have been blogging at a couple of locations, here and at blogger. I have been getting a lot of traffic at both locations, but there is a problem. I need to prioritize my time as our lives here are getting busier.
I have loved both blog sites. It is really hard to choose between the two. I have been here at homestead blogger the longest. The blogger site however is easier for me, with my very limited knowledge of computer skills, to update and change the look of the blog page.
In order to simplify my life more, I am going to be posting to this homestead blogger account only about once a week or so. The main thing that tips the scales for me to the blogger account is that I have more than one blog there and will be able to manage all the blogs at one site. I have the blogs separated, one being a simple living theme and the other is a recipe blog. I will also be starting a small blog there on homeschooling & early education resources.
I am hoping that by keeping the majority of my blog posts in one area, it will be easier for the readers to navigate and find each of the blogs. I love blogging here at homestead blogger. As I said, the other account is just a lot easier for me to work with as I do not understand HTML and how to dress up the blog here.
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