OMG!!!!! I am beyond excited.
There are new owners at The Big Store in tiny Tensed, Idaho and the Mrs can COOK.
I stopped once to see the new stock and was pleased to see some almond milk and fresh fruit and veg. Not much. It's a big store, but they have everything from soup to nuts to fresh food and essential oils and a tiny cafe area so there actually isn't room for a lot of back stock. Hence, buying not in bulk. I always include the price of gas to get to another town when seeing is something is thrifty and it will be much cheaper to buy an onion or apple there on my way home, I drive by anyway, than running into Moscow or Coeur d'Alene for a single thing.
Now for the excellent thrifty food.
There was a sign out front advertising 4 tacos for 5$ so I slammed on the subaru breaks and turned in to the lot.
These are street tacos made fresh to order with fresh chopped cilantro, two salsa options and fresh chopped onion that you get to put on yourself. Nice. The seasoned meat (I didn't bother to ask what it was) was fan-freaking-tastic. I'm just back to North Idaho from a trip to Louisiana where people know there spices. I was feeling a bit whiny about leaving the food behind. Hence, my extreme excitement about the tacos. I will be going back to try other options and the various specials. I had these on a Saturday. I don't usually drive by on Saturday and wouldn't want o spend the gas $$ to make a trip, but if I have guests then definitely. When I mentioned that the owners, including the cook said they would change up the days things are offered. Sweet!!!
I think I should mention the farmers market in Plummer and that we want some hot food served there....street tacos would be the bomb.
Go to the BIG STORE in Tensed, Idaho if you are on the way by! Or make a trip. Totally worth it.
http://big-store-deli.business.site/
https://www.yelp.com/biz/the-big-store-tensed
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Saturday, May 12, 2018
I Did NOT Change My Mind
This is a rant. Because I am SICK OF IT.
To the many doctors who would not tie my tubes in my 20s because "You will change your mind" or "your husband will want kids" and to all those others who told me that I would change my mind, or die alone and sad (as if people WITH kids don't die alone and sad), or that I am selfish (that's rich!) for not having or wanting kids: BITE ME.
I did NOT change my mind. I didn't spawn and I'm glad. I love it. It's my favorite thing.
Those doctors sentenced me to 23 years of birth control pills and condoms. I always use a minimum of 2 birth control methods. No mistakes. No accidents. I spent thousands of dollars and untold hours to avoid pregnancy and unwanted children. As if the world needed more unwanted children. The world does not need any more children.
What made those doctors think that I would marry a guy who wanted kids? And that it would be MY JOB to have them just because some asshole wanted some? There are plenty of breeders out there for those guys.
What made those doctors assume I would get married? To a guy? I didn't. And I'm fine. Quite happy.
As for dying alone and sad; well, I suppose I COULD die happy in a a group but that's pretty rare. Most people are the only one in the room croaking at any given time and very few are happy about it.
I know many people who did have kids. Most of those kids don't want their mother or father dying in the living room in a hospital bed full of feces and urine. Most of those kids moved on and are trying to lead their own lives (selfish little bastards...if one follows the above logic anyway).
How selfish is it to have children in order to avoid your own fear of death? More selfish than me NOT having children and just dealing with the idea that some day, I'm going to die and that at some point before that, I will probably crap my pants and have no one at the ready happy to wash me down? According to my accusers, I should have had a kid and made it super dependent so it would stand me up in the shower and hose me off (Mom: I will totally hose you off if you need it because I know that is NOT the reason you had me. You were young and stupid, that's why you had me).
One woman in particular who accused me of being selfish and of changing my mind later (mind you, I was WELL into my 40s at the time so that ship had seriously sailed) had gone to great lengths and tens of thousands of dollars in infertility treatments and adoption procedures in order to make her family. Good for her. She invested in getting what she wanted: children. She did not see that as selfish but me NOT bringing unwanted children into the world, she does see that as selfish. To her I say: BITE ME.
To the fish and other beings poisoned by the decades I spent peeing out excessive estrogen from the birth control pills: I am sorry. I did consider this when going on the pill. The other option was destroying you through bringing kids, who may have produced ever more generations of children to decimate the limited resources of our planet and kill you that way. If I'd been given the tubal ligation when I asked for it in my 20s, I would have saved enough to retire on and saved the planet.
Instead I was patronized and told that I would change my mind and it wasn't reversible and on and on and on. Even at Planned Parenthood where they were happy to prescribe the pills or an IUD or jam tubes of estrogen in my arm. Anything but tying the tubs. To them I say: BITE ME. BITE ME. BITE ME.
BITE ME.
I declare today, the day before mother's day to be
"Happy People Who Did Not Overpopulate the Planet Day"
A series of cheesy/sappy cards will be coming out soon.
Appropriate gifts include anything but a giant vase of dead flowers.
To the many doctors who would not tie my tubes in my 20s because "You will change your mind" or "your husband will want kids" and to all those others who told me that I would change my mind, or die alone and sad (as if people WITH kids don't die alone and sad), or that I am selfish (that's rich!) for not having or wanting kids: BITE ME.
I did NOT change my mind. I didn't spawn and I'm glad. I love it. It's my favorite thing.
Those doctors sentenced me to 23 years of birth control pills and condoms. I always use a minimum of 2 birth control methods. No mistakes. No accidents. I spent thousands of dollars and untold hours to avoid pregnancy and unwanted children. As if the world needed more unwanted children. The world does not need any more children.
What made those doctors think that I would marry a guy who wanted kids? And that it would be MY JOB to have them just because some asshole wanted some? There are plenty of breeders out there for those guys.
What made those doctors assume I would get married? To a guy? I didn't. And I'm fine. Quite happy.
As for dying alone and sad; well, I suppose I COULD die happy in a a group but that's pretty rare. Most people are the only one in the room croaking at any given time and very few are happy about it.
I know many people who did have kids. Most of those kids don't want their mother or father dying in the living room in a hospital bed full of feces and urine. Most of those kids moved on and are trying to lead their own lives (selfish little bastards...if one follows the above logic anyway).
How selfish is it to have children in order to avoid your own fear of death? More selfish than me NOT having children and just dealing with the idea that some day, I'm going to die and that at some point before that, I will probably crap my pants and have no one at the ready happy to wash me down? According to my accusers, I should have had a kid and made it super dependent so it would stand me up in the shower and hose me off (Mom: I will totally hose you off if you need it because I know that is NOT the reason you had me. You were young and stupid, that's why you had me).
One woman in particular who accused me of being selfish and of changing my mind later (mind you, I was WELL into my 40s at the time so that ship had seriously sailed) had gone to great lengths and tens of thousands of dollars in infertility treatments and adoption procedures in order to make her family. Good for her. She invested in getting what she wanted: children. She did not see that as selfish but me NOT bringing unwanted children into the world, she does see that as selfish. To her I say: BITE ME.
To the fish and other beings poisoned by the decades I spent peeing out excessive estrogen from the birth control pills: I am sorry. I did consider this when going on the pill. The other option was destroying you through bringing kids, who may have produced ever more generations of children to decimate the limited resources of our planet and kill you that way. If I'd been given the tubal ligation when I asked for it in my 20s, I would have saved enough to retire on and saved the planet.
Instead I was patronized and told that I would change my mind and it wasn't reversible and on and on and on. Even at Planned Parenthood where they were happy to prescribe the pills or an IUD or jam tubes of estrogen in my arm. Anything but tying the tubs. To them I say: BITE ME. BITE ME. BITE ME.
BITE ME.
I declare today, the day before mother's day to be
"Happy People Who Did Not Overpopulate the Planet Day"
A series of cheesy/sappy cards will be coming out soon.
Appropriate gifts include anything but a giant vase of dead flowers.
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Oh Honey...it's new bees!!!
The title is for one Miss Carol who had been wondering about the bees.
The bees are dead. Long live the bees.
The bees I had died. ALL OF THEM. Dead. Deader than a door nail.
Best use of the phrase and a pretty accurate representation of midwestern curmudgeonhood.
Anyway. Many many beekeepers around here lost many many bees. Lots of dead bees. It was a Bee-pocalypse.
But the grant that got the group of us started with bees thought we should soldier on and they got us more bees. So far 2 hives are set up. One is carniolans which I had before. One is saskatraz. Hybrid with some canadian cold hardy stock in the background.
Soon we get more bees from a local guy with his "survivor queens." Those are queens that have made it in local conditions and god only knows who the baby daddy is. But he's local.
I had 2 of their hives before but they were AGGRESSIVE and died out. One may have had a laying worker because the population petered out and they were a**holes! A hive needs a queen to stay organized and calm...well, calm for bees.
The ones I have so far are doing well. The carnies have stopped bothering with the sugar syrup supplement. There are tons of dandelions out and yesterday the hawthorn trees started to bloom along with some random shrubs that may be small hawthorns. That means plenty of food for them. I fed the saskatraz again since they had emptied their syrup jar or it all leaked out.
Both hives are pretty calm. I can feed them without disturbing them much or opening the hive at all so I didn't suit up or even put on the hat and veil (that's the face screen thingy that keeps bees out of your face and hair and hopefully from going down the cleavage). I won't try that with the local bees. They are hardbitten redneck bees who will cut you just for looking at them (or so they were last time...we'll see).
The bees are dead. Long live the bees.
The bees I had died. ALL OF THEM. Dead. Deader than a door nail.
Best use of the phrase and a pretty accurate representation of midwestern curmudgeonhood.
Anyway. Many many beekeepers around here lost many many bees. Lots of dead bees. It was a Bee-pocalypse.
But the grant that got the group of us started with bees thought we should soldier on and they got us more bees. So far 2 hives are set up. One is carniolans which I had before. One is saskatraz. Hybrid with some canadian cold hardy stock in the background.
Soon we get more bees from a local guy with his "survivor queens." Those are queens that have made it in local conditions and god only knows who the baby daddy is. But he's local.
I had 2 of their hives before but they were AGGRESSIVE and died out. One may have had a laying worker because the population petered out and they were a**holes! A hive needs a queen to stay organized and calm...well, calm for bees.
The ones I have so far are doing well. The carnies have stopped bothering with the sugar syrup supplement. There are tons of dandelions out and yesterday the hawthorn trees started to bloom along with some random shrubs that may be small hawthorns. That means plenty of food for them. I fed the saskatraz again since they had emptied their syrup jar or it all leaked out.
Both hives are pretty calm. I can feed them without disturbing them much or opening the hive at all so I didn't suit up or even put on the hat and veil (that's the face screen thingy that keeps bees out of your face and hair and hopefully from going down the cleavage). I won't try that with the local bees. They are hardbitten redneck bees who will cut you just for looking at them (or so they were last time...we'll see).
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