If your been wondering...

For those interested in knowing my where abouts, I have a part time job at a school, as a web designer (8-3:30 3 days a week). I am also attending uni full time (translation: 5-9 same days I work at the school, 1-5 on an extra day). Also I am recovering from a recent bout of the Sydney Flu.

As you can tell I am al little flat chat atm, so not really finding time for anything except getting from day to day. So feel sorry for *SH as he has been a little neglegted, and my cooking has been backburned for now... (till I figure out a timetable anyway)

Will be back in the holidays I expect

Smallish update

It has been pointed out to me that I need to post more. I have to admit it has started to mull around in the back of my mind that I should get back to it. I shall let you know what I have been up to in the last couple of months.

I was house hunting and then moving house.

I was excited about the prospect of moving house, but not of the actual moving part. We were living in a one bedroom flat. If there had been no furniture or any other possesions, this would have been fine. Unfortunatly I had been collecting items, for sometime before my marriage (mostly thinking I wasn't going to marry so I needed a start somehow). Bed, dinning suit (which includs a buffet), couch and arm chair, large quantity of kitchen utensils and appliences (though I am still finding I need more), towels, sheets etc. Then you would need to add the things my husband brought (ie. a beautiful hand made coffee table, spare bead, office chair and desk) and our ever growing pile of clothes (is growing as his mother keeps finding more (as she is moving now an emptying her house)). And our most precious of all 3 bookcases overflowing in books, I have lost count of the amount of books we now posses, but it is a very large quantity and there are only a couple of double ups. We also have a moderate collection of DVD's and a collection of board games.

If you can imagine this all squeezed in to our one bedroom flat, you can likely imagine the sort of space we had left. It was very frustrating for myself, as I never had somewhere to put things. Often I would read books or webpages, and they would say, if there is no where to put it through it out. If I had followed that rule I would have had space, but no arm chair, or coffee table!

Anyway I looked for a new house an visited a few, put our name down at several before finally finding the current house available for rent. The exciting thing about this house, was that I had often driven past an thought it looked lovely an how I would like to live there. As you can likely tell we visited and put our name down an got the house. We moved in almost instantly. This had some complications. For a start I forgot to get a trolley, so the fridge and washing machine had to be carried, an I had bought a big fridge. When fridge and bed were in our new home, we started sleeping there (*SH had set the rule, fridge and bed could not be in seperate places and he would stay where they both were). When we moved in there was no phone (or internet) and no electricity. We had the phone connected the following day. The electricity man came out then also, but he said there was a problem with the wiring of the lights and hot water. So he didn't connect those up, an said an electritian needed to be called. Good news, I could cook, wash clothes, and the fridge now worked. But there was no hot showers (we still had the old place an drove up there every day), and no lights.

We have a bath in the house, which I tried to have a hot bath in by boiling the water, but it didn't really work, unless encouraging the flu to take hold is a positive out come.

The electritian didn't come till Thursday, which was about a whole week. But it is all sorted now. We are quite happy in our 3 bedroom, attached large office, double glass door with lace curtian garage, water heater that dosen't quite keep up. I am still sort of unpacking, the house is functional but there are still a few things missing and lots of boxes we just didn't unpack from our first move.

In the main, we finally have space, it has been so much easier to keep tidy, (though the kitchen and myself still need to have a discussion), and though *SH dosn't seem to want to use his we both have an office each which will be wonderful when I am studing also. Also means guests, over night or just for tea. I was brought up to entertain, an finally I can put that training to use, though *SH is conserened I will make him use a knife or tell him there is a differnece between a dessart spoon and a soup spoon, an if I am really bad, I might bring out the fruit spoons and parfait spoons.

Jam - Door Jam - Toe Jam & other Lovely Jam

I finally got my new jars today. Usually I make my preserves on Sunday, but this week I was prepared anticipating my new jars.

In my fridge I had:

• Dark Plums
• Figs
• Strawberries
• Sweet Plums
• Cucumbers
• Apples

All in anticipation of today. The parcel arrived at 8:40am. I tried very hard to put off opening the package, as I knew the moment I did that there would be no turning back. So I went downstairs and put on a wash, then I cliped my nails (as no one likes to find nail in their preserves). Then I opened the package. Joy's of joys, 12 beautiful quilted 'Jelly Jars' and 12 Wide mouthed 'Canning Jars'.

Of course I couldn't help myself out came the figs first, I peeled them deheaded them and added a little water and sugar an supervised till it melted down into a gell. put it in a jar and processed it.

I had barely put the fig jam into the water bath when I was hulling the strawberries. The quantity of useful strawberries I had was disappointing, but I managed to squeeze 2 jars of strawberry jam out of them.

Then I started on the plums. This was the first jam that required added pectin. I had about 1.5 kilo's of dark plums (minus the few that where eaten). I think I may have been a little impatient in the making of this jam, I think it is only lightly set, but it still tastes awesome. I made enough for 5 jars, plus with a little left over that I put in a dish in the fridge for instant consumption. Yummy Plum Jam. Toast with jam for the next few meals!

I was so chuffed by how easy it was that I thought I would tell you all about it, before I even go an rescue the clothes from the washing machine (3 hours later). An even before I have lunch, though I may have filled any cravings for food buy taste testing the jams.

I do have pictures to add, but I need to download them first. Will upload soon.

Banana round 2

Made more dried banana the other day. Still had loads of banana bread in the freezer, and was given at least 10 banana's from family whilst I was sick. These banana's were not as ripe as the others had been, so I cut them all up a and washed them in lemon juice an laid them out on the racks, filled 3 and a bit racks. One and a bit racks I covered in cinnamon and turned the dryer on to a medium heat.

I wasn't in a hurry this time, so I dried them for 16 hours. This time they didn't turn dark brown, and that made me super happy. I filled a whole jar full of the banana's when it was done.

We're keeping them on the table to hopefully dissuade us from eating potato chips and encourage us to eat healthy banana chips... SH* is hooked... I am taking a little more convincing. One day i should cook an mash up potato an make potat chips.... we'll see I don't think it will quite be the same

Common Household Dieseases

There is a terribly dreadful disease in my home. One so terribly that people fear to utter it's name incase they become afflicted. My house has been so badly afflicted that I would scream it from the roof tops.

"Piles of Dirty Dishes!"

I must give SH* credit, whilst I have been ill, he has looked after me very well. And my sister-in-law visited whilst I was ill and vaccinated all the dirty dishes. But somehow that just wasn't enough.
I don't know how it happens, I am sure washed them only yesterday. Yesterday was Tuesday... Tuesday must of been a week ago.
Oh Well time to vaccinate again.

Big birds have little birds; Big fish have little fish; Why can't big sinks have little sinks, instead of Dirty Dishes?

Wedding Day

Well I have finally got my act together, and posting some pictures of my wedding (it was only about 3 months 11 days ago...). Therefore, in order of appearance, I give you The Bridal Party.

The gentlemen actually came up from the front and walked us down the ailse (with the exception of the younger 3). In the little kids photo, there are actually 4 of them.

Not sure where the youngest absconded too, but he is around. Likely he is playing with the cars I put down the front to serve as a distraction.

As you can see, it was actually a rather large bridal party (apparently).

Some of the guests, well the ones who frequent my blog anyway. An lastly Some photo's that were kind fun.

Well that is about it. A little taste of this special day. If your wondering about the chicken, she made her first appearance at my hens night, and just kept turning up from there on. I didn't even know she was there as the mascot for our car. I suppose she makes a different mascot to pretty dolls, in dresses. I've still got her around here somewhere, just not to sure what to do with her.

Diary of a Devoted Wife - Entry Two

Outside my window... I can see lots of sunshine, and hear lots of birds twittering, it is beautiful.

I am thinking... About all the nice little presents I bought myself yesterday. Real bottling jars and a book on cheese making. Can't wait for them to arrive, please hurry Aus Post!

I am thankful for... That no one was badly hurt in the motorbike accident last night. Sheered his front wheel completely off, an only appeared to have got a grazed leg.

I am wearing... My orangey/red and purple Moroccan dress.

I am Reading... Ball's Blue Book of Preserving.

I am Creating... Food glorious food! Don't care what it looks like!

One of my favourite things... My huge stock pot that I process my bottling in

For education this week...That when I think Centrelink is taking forever to get through the line of people, there are at least 20 people that arrived after I did.

A keeper at home skill I am using/learning …Walking... pretty much got a handle on it though.
A spiritual lesson I’m learning… Patience.

A godly character trait I plan to work on… Idleness (the opposite of)

For the rest of the week…Must catch up on house work :(

Ba na na na na Na, Ba na na na Na...

On saturday night, I dehydrated some banana. Once I was back on my feet, it wasn't catching up on the 3-4 weeks house work that had me pottering around in the kitchen. It was finding a use for the aging banana's in the fridge. There wasn't enough banana for banana bread (Something SH* adores) an they were a little to ripe for it anyway. So I got out our dehydrator and sliced them semi finely, quickly soaked them in lemon juice and spread them out, finally I sprnkled them with cinamin and sugar (my cinamin comes with sugar mixed in).

I probably would have liked to dehydrate them for longer then I did (only did them for about 4 hours), but I was going to a wedding on Sunday, an knowing it was going to be an early start an not to sure when my SH* would get fed food, I packed them up and took them with us to tied him over (packed chips, crackers, baby apple pies and banna cake also (managed to forget to bring drink)).

It wasn't a long wait for food, but SH* did scoff down a few whilst he waited and took the rest for lunch today. He complained when he saw them dehydrating that there was cinamin on them, but didn't seem to mind so much when it actually came eating time.

It was a nice easy treat. I think I will try it again some time. Prehaps with not so ripe banana's and a little longer soak in lemon juice (as they got quite brown). Will take photo's next time.

Better then Latest Update

Since my latest escapades are not the most appetising conversation, I will go through with the tagging I recieved, thanks Dell, Kris.

Not sure where to start...

I had my first ambulance ride ever 3 days ago. I actually had 2 rides. Sadly I was the patient. I am practically fully recovered an feel great.

I have absolutely no idea 'who I am' or 'What I want to be'. I wanna have my own style an my own flair, but currently just frumpy. Currently trying to design a wardrobe, interia house styling, and get a rent acceptable pet (Currently thinking seahorses)

I have two books that I consult regularily:

• 'The Housewife's Handbook how to run the modern home' Rachel Simhon
  
• 'The Penguin Book of Etiquette' Marion Von Adlerstein
  

Seem to have small obsession with getting it all 'completely right'. SH* hates them, I tell him he'll appreciate it someday.

I have a big mouth... I don't tell secret's, just tend to speak things I shouldn't, or continue to ramble constantly. From a loud family circle, so have tendancy to use my loud inside voice when saying these things. Constantly worried I am speaking but no one is actually listening.

My Husband is the most important person to me in the world. I am so glad I found him an that he wanted me too. We've had a bit of a bumpy start, but the kinks are working their way out an I am looking forward to 127 years of blissful marriage.

Domestic duties make me feel content. Unless it's cleaning. I can cook, sew, bottle, juice, scrapebook, decorate, paint for hours, but only seem to manage a half arsed job at cleaning; unless I have inspiration, then the disinfectant seems to maraculously get emptied.

I still manage to say "I am just a housewife at the moment..." dispite the fact I am incredably proud to be at home making sure my SH* has somewhere nice to come home too, with food ready for him, and a new toothbrush already purchased.

As the rules of the tag go, I now pick seven bloggers to share seven things themselves I don't actually know 7 bloggers, an 2 of them tagged me first so I will do my best.

Clare
Glen
Pete


Here's what you do:

Link to your original tagger and list these rules in your post.
Share seven facts about yourself in the post.
Tag seven people at the end of your post by leaving their names and links to their blogs.
Let them know they’ve been tagged.
Let your tagger know you've completed the meme.

The End is in Sight

I finally managed my first meal in 9 days. After discovering totally buy accident that I was swallowing my own spit without my whole body bracing against the pain. I rushed too the kitchen and made a waffle (packet waffle) with icecream. I didn't have long till some of the pain meds would wear off.

It was the first time the pain meds had obviously been able to cover the muscle movement involved in swallowing. Like a happy delerious puppy I wolfed down the beautiful meal. As I came to the end I felt some of the pain coming back, but I pushed it aside so I could finish.

It's been some up an down time in the 9 days. Some excrutiating pain times, some expected an some rather bizare. There have been medications of all sorts cosying up to me under the coveres. There were displays sleeping skills not seen since my bout of glandular fever. The culmination of rain and bed rest brought out episodes of inspector Pirot and snuggling on the couch with my super special SH*.

Easter passed me by with the inability to eat easter eggs and hotcrossed buns. SH* did give me easter eggs for easter, but I have not yet had a hot crossed bunny, an now the last are going stale in the supermarket, and missed out. I will have to make up for it next year.

Tonsil's your rule over my life has almost completely diminished!! YAY!!!

The invalid

Well I just got home from a 24 hour visit to hospital. I am snuggled up in bed, with a big bowl of pasta, peas an cheese, typing away on SH*'s computer, whilst he is down washing clothes.

My journy to hospita was to full fill a long held desire to have my tonsils removed. This was done at 9:45 am yesterday. It is the weirdest feeling to be at hospital waiting for surgery feeling totally fine. Was so greatful when they said I could wear my own underpants. An they gave me a nice big fluffy robe to wear over their nightie. An when i was finally in the pre op the gave me a toasty blanket too, wich they got out of the toasting cupboard. They wheeled me into surgery in a wheel chair an aske me to climb on to the table. it was a warm table, they had had a heater on it till I was ready to get up on it. I helped the anethatist find the only vein in my body suitable for a canular, then I went into a deep deep sleep.

I woke up in post op with nurse next to me... I was still realy sleepy, but the nurse never left the side of my bed an I felt I was supposed to wake up an be sociable. So I tried... She gave me two big white pills (which I could swallow without breaking up at last) Then moved me up to my ward. I did lots of sleeping after that, waking up to show SH* I was fine an sending him off to work, which he hadn't done whilst I was in surgery like the intial plan. I was kinda woken hourly by nurses comeing an cheaking my blood presure an oxygen levels, an changing my IV bag. The lady in the bed next to me would have been amusing had I not wantted to sleep so much... She had a 2 hour tirade where she told her daughters off for not being there an how she was going to die just to spite them. The daughters wheren't there, an the nurse assured her that she wasn't going to drown.

Once I really began to recover from drug induced sleepyness, all the fluid they were putting into me wantted to come out. 3 bags full of fluids an the water I was drinking orally, for tablets and because it was nice an cool were taking the fast route out. Luckily nurses where happy enough to let me get up an use the loo once they wached me walk over once to make sure I didn't get dizzy or naseous. I had cooked vegies an apple pie for dinner, could have had savoury, but one was full of tarrogon the other cajun, an I didnt think that was going to agree with the cuts in the sides of my throat. Doctor visted me not long before SH* came for his evening visit. When the doctor told me that the insides where filled with green bacteria that looked a lot like toothpaste I wasvery gladI had finally pested enough to get them out.

I mostly slept soundly through the night waking for more blood pressure and oxygen tests an another IV change. It was hard to get a long sleep, as they wanted me not laying flat so that if there was blood it would just go down the back of my throat, anthe lady next to me kept crying because people wouldn't give her water (they couldn't hear her). Also needed to pee alot still. But I wasn't tired when I semi officialy woke at 5.

I had porriage fruit an yoghurt for breakfast, didn't eat it all, was semi tiring to eat it all. I got visited by the doctor just after 7 and issued with enough prescriptions to empty a chemist. The nurse un hooked me from the drip about 8 so I could have a shower, still had the canular in my arm though. I got dressed into my clothes. Nurse gave me medications to take with me, could start my own pharmacy already and SH* picked me up about 9:30

Now I home, under the careful supervision of DR SH*. Oh well should give the lap top back, feeling a little sleepy anyway.

Well that lasted 2 weeks

Just in time for me to start getting used to running a house and working, the job fell through, 2 weeks short of planned. Was ok, I hated the job anyway.

This has given me the final push to attempt once again something I tried several years ago. Prehaps with a little more maturity behind me, a SH* who is willing to kick me in the butt when I am just sitting on it and maybe at last a goal. I will complete 4 years of uni an get myself a eal piece of paper that might allow me to get a real job that dosn't bore me to tears and send my frustrate and stress levels through the roof.

Therefore I have put in my application for a Bacholar of Information Technology. This course is just to get me through the door of uni in July. Come January, I plan to expand upon that and plan to come out of the uni with a Bachelor of Creative Industries (Communication Design)/Bachelor of Information Technology.

Of course I would go for a double... don't wanna make it easy retrying this study thing.

Pickle of plenty

Well the bad news is that only one of my jars sealed yesterday. They say that if you want you can reprocess with in 24 hours an it should be still ok; but they don't recommend it. An besides it takes so long to heat the water up to boiling point anyway.

So we are going to have pie apples, pasta sauce an pickles coming out our ears for the next little while. SH* has asked me to make an apple pie an freeze it our of the failed apples, an I thought I would try making a lasagne out of the pasta sauce. Which leaves me with 1 & 1/2 1 litre jars filled with pickles. I like pickles (else I wouldn't have made them) but I not the sort to eat them on absolutely everything, an SH* isn't really a big fan.

Will really have to do something about the jars, I seem to be going to keep this up, so perhaps it is time I got some real jars, where I can buy more lids separately so I can reuse the jars. Thinking a pressure canner would also be nice, then I can make pumpkin soup or potato leek soup an store that. Have a few wedding presents still to be filled, prehaps I can get it that way...

Weekend cooking

Well I did some more bottling today. I made my first bottles of bread an butter pickles. made 1 and a half bottles of it, using 2 1/2 cucumbers. I was saving the other 1/2 of the cucumber for lunch's; Then I realised I chopped all the tomato's for the pasta sauce.

I also made a bottle of Pasta sauce. Looks yummy though I'd be interested to know how companies make their sauces so red, mines orange.

I also made 3 bottles of pie apples. One exploded whilst it was processing, so we'll eat that this week. might have to get better lids, possibly just splurge an get some real bottling jars instead of Coles ones.

Also making banana yoghurt. I got an easiyo which has been great. I made bossenberry on Thursday; It was so yummy. Got caramel and Necterine flavour for later.

Plan to make banana bread and brownies latter in the week, if I not to tired after work. Also wanna make cheese shapes for lunch's if I can get moulds.

Note: Pictures too come

Working Girl

Well I now have a job. I am working in the city as a 'receptionist'. Though I think the job is more PA and Events Coordinator with a little reception thrown in. Currently it is just temporary for 4 weeks, with the potential for it to be permanent.

It is going to be an interesting few weeks, as I am getting my tonsils out in about 2 weeks and got a all weekend wedding in about 4 weeks. So there is a least 3 days off I am going to need.

Having to organize my week though really well. Washing clothes, cleaning house, making food, preserving food an generally keeping my SH* happy as well as staying awake at work.

It's an interesting job, in the dynamic of the place, the work itself has the potential to be boring. I meet the boss yesterday, he thought I was a client or something an I had to explain I was working there now. It is a bigger office then my previous job, an the dress code is higher. There are 2 other girls at the office at my 'level', but there seems to be a relitivly relaxed enviroment for people that are working from 7 in the morning an still there when I left at 5:30. An it isn't just one or two, it's everyone, there isn't like a mass exodus at 5:00, an no one headed for the beer fridge at 5:00 Friday either, (I don't think I have seen that much beer in my life).

Any way we'll see what happens. It's work, an will bring me about 3000 dollars by the end of the four weeks, an that is provided I don't work overtime wich is far to easy to do in that enviroment.

Kaisa Pizzaria

I made pizza for lunch today. Pizza from scratch. I like making pizza from scratch. It is so much more filling then Pizza Hut or Domino's.

An your toppings can be what ever you want.

Today we are having;

• tomato pasta sauce
• onion
• garlic
• olives (the super yummy ones from the markets)
• capsicum
• pineapple (from the home made pineapple we made last week)
• cheddar cheese

So super yummy.

Tap Trauma

I'd like you to meet our kitchen tap.
This is him running at full speed.
He's such a party pooper.

He's the reason the dishes are piled so high.
The reason our water purifer/chiller is almost empty.
An why my benches aren't as clean as they should be.

Call a doctor.
Call a nurse.
Call the plumber with the alligator purse.

Jummy Juicing

Sh* an I made juice today with produce we bought at the markets this morning. We put in 6 ruby red grapefruit's (8 for $2), I lost count of the apples but was a mixture of red and green. 4 lemons an 4 limes ($1 for 4) in our juicer an made about 4 litres of juice.

We often make juice on a Sunday morning. not usually this much though. Normally just a 2 litre bottle. An SH* likes carrot juice on a semi regular, when he remembers occourance. Personally I can't stand carrot juice. So SH* made himself some carrot juice also. After we made the citrus apple juice, that way he also gets citrus dregs in the carrot juice too (an I don't have to tast any carrot dregs).

I it is a lot of fun. A lot of work too (just ask SH* he's washing up an throwing out the rubbish whilst I post.) Oh well off to the next task... clean up, then pizza dough.

Electrical Doh

Well I think my monitor is almost about to kick the bucket. This morning it just sort of greyed on the left hand side of the screen to about 1/3rd the way across.

Can't be bothered figuring out if it can be fixed. It's a big chunky monitor, that I have been dieing to replace for ages.

TV Died too, the antenna connection just ripped it's self right out of the box. still works if you don't bump the building an move the cord.

Oh well can still watch dvd's... then again I might just do the dishes

Pineapple, Pear, Pineapple

As you would have suspected, I of course did some impatient bottling.

I went to the market an bought lots of things to bottle. I got about 1.5 kilo's of pears, 2 average pineapples, 2 kilo's of apples, 2 kilo's of tomatoes, about 8 garlic's and 2 giant cucumbers. This was just for me to bottle. Also bought stuff for eating during the week an some to go through the juicer... (Special note: We walked there an back, carrying all this in green bags. My muscular SH* carried it all for the last 100 metres or so)

When we got back I took a short rest then couldn't help myself. I began to peel, core and cut the pears, an rub them in lemon juice. I heated up the sugar water; an threw in a jar to sterilise, an encouraged the water to boil in my big big pot.

The pears were so juicy. SH* even nicked one for his own breakfast consumption. As I worked SH* kept asking where the hard part was. He (as I had) figured if it was this easy why didn't everyone do it. I bottled the pears added the syrup and put it in the pot to process.

That wasn't enough for me though, so I began on the pineapples. I cut an bottled one pineapple then began on the other. I think it was having not eaten, the exercise and the heat of the kitchen that then paid a toll. I got dizzy and shaky. SH* made me sit down an finished the second pineapple for me.

The processing went extremely well. Two of the jars sealed themselves whilst I slept to recover from my episode. The third had been very hot when I tried to screw on the top an I had not done a good job at it. It sealed with a little encouragement from SH*, but I think we will eat it this week just in case.

I am trying to wait till Thursday when my jar lifter should arrive, as it was difficult getting the jars in an out of the pot. But I have big plans. Pie apples, gherkins, pickled garlic and pasta sauce. An that is just this week. I had hoped to get peaches an nectarines as mentioned in my last post, but they were $3 a kilo this week, way over budget. So maybe I just wait an see what winter brings us. Tempted to buy a dragon fruit, told they taste ok. Dunno though... they look weird.

Bottling Dilemma

Well a dilemma has been struck. I went an sterilised my new jars in my new pot, an I can't get them out again.

I've given up after a couple of hot water splashes, impatiently having to wait for the water to cool down. This means I can't do all the bottling I was planning to on Sunday until I get something to pull them out with.

It is so distressing.

I've run out of flour so I can't make more bread or pizza an now I can't get my jars out. I'd go ahead impatiently except I am not sure wither the processing will be hampered if I let them sit in the pot till they cool.

On Sunday I will be so anxious to do all my bottling. I was planing on pasta sauce, pie apples, nectarines and peaches. Was also hoping to bottle more pineapple as it was so yummy last time.

After some reading I was also hoping to bottle some of the juice SH* likes to make with the juicer. Can't bottle the carrot juice, but we've made a mean citrus combo that would be great. Though I think I'd like some bottles (For the ethsetics) to do that with so perhaps that might wait a while.

Must endevour to buy the product to bottle on Sunday an organize a jar lifter.

Diary of a Devoted Wife - Entry One

Outside my window... I can see our balcony, an into the court yard.

I am thinking... About all the preserving I am going to do on Sunday an all the fruit I want to buy and all the mess I need to clean up before I can do that.

I am thankful for... The bath room is the cleanest tidiest totally unpacked room in the house.

I am wearing... My orangey/red and purple Moroccan dress, with green puma's and pink and purple socks.

I am Reading... Cook books, the self sufficiency sort.

I am Creating... a huge mess in my kitchen... again.

One of my favourite things... My Water Purifier/Filter .

For education this week...That I can't preserve pumpkin soup without a pressure canner. Doh!

A keeper at home skill I am using/learning …Bottling and bread making.

A spiritual lesson I’m learning… Initiative.

A godly character trait I plan to work on… Self-control.

For the rest of the week…Must finish one more room in the house. Bedroom would be nice.

Cubby House Living

Now that the house is now kinda sorta set up I am glad to say I am back to posting. My SH* and I live in our little cubbyhouse in a hot humid sub tropical climate. I am desperately hanging out for winter to come. I was very excited when my fridge and washing machine arrived. Never thought I would be so thrilled about my first white goods. Contemplating getting a dryer due to my in ability to remember to hang out the washing. But I just got to learn to do it, even though all my other housely projects are much more interesting.

I've taken up baking, a project I can finally achieve. I don't know what makes the difference weither it is the new climate or the new type of just throw it in yeast. I been making yummy olive bread an pizza dough.

I am also starting to indulge in bottling. I had a rather woody pineapple, that had a beautiful taste so I decided to bottle it. It was absolutly delectable. Saddly I couldn't process properly (not that the pineapple lasted long enough) I am out to get myself a bigger pot an some more jars.

Where we live is just down the street from a farmers market. It is there ever Sunday an is really worth going to. The fruit an vegies are nice an fresh as well as most importantly cheap (except broccili atm). There is also a excelent stall that sells olives wich are to die for. Their expensive but totally worth it. We've only missed one Sunday so far an I wouldn't wanna miss another.

Will tell you all about my activities as a house wife.