Tuesday, April 3, 2012

April 3, 2012

There has been massive amounts of stuff happen since December the last post.  Now my Aunt Beverly, has passed away at 94.  Now there is just one left of that generation, Uncle John Robert.

We had my mother's sale on St. Patty's day.  I purchased the car and other stuff that I don't know what to do with.

Last weekend we went back to get the car and check with Ben.  Also to transistion the Insurance to me from mom.  Also went and saw an ole friend Mike Carper to tell him that he would be handling my taxes now.  Need to call him about Donna.

The house is for sale and have shown it to afew people but no serious offers.  Made arrangements to have the yard mowed.  Hope to get it sold before taxes are due.

I am again trapped between Dale and Donna as to what to do.  Donna says, stay here and Dale is we need to go.  Whole thing not working out well.  Either way I turn I am not right.

I am very tired and sore today and mentally exhausted.  Donna had to set up till 12:30 last night and try to talk around her daughters.  Pain, Pain Pain in the Ass.

I am undecided as what to do however I am going to call Ben and change the porto.  I ain't workin another 10 years.  Make it a point to do that tommorrow.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Week that was.....

This week started out with Donna working the bar Monday night and me saying I would take a couple to Cheyenne to get a car.  Donna not a happy camper over me not asking her about it, but she was right there and she knows I don't always have my head on straight.  Anyway, I took Steve and Gina to Cheyenne to get a car.  Drove up there and let them out on this lot.  I then went to Tandy Leather and Hobby Lobby, got what I wanted an went back to the Lot.  They were just taking a car for a test drive, so I rode along.  A Gran Prix SE,  pretty nice car.  Got back and they started paper work.  I had forgot a couple things, so off I go across Cheyenne a way I hadn't ever went.  Did OK till I thought I knew were I was so I turned left and then right--onto a one way street.  Thank God I didn't have far to go till there was a turn off.  Ended up west of the Air Force field but right on Dell Range.  Went to Target and got the insert for my coffee machine and stopped at Petco and got some dog bones for Poco and Buster for Xmas.  Met Steve and Gina at Sapp's truck stop, for lunch. (Gas in Wyoming was 2.95, in Nebraska 3.36).

Thursday I seemed to be catching Donna's cold,  Dale was doing bids and told me to go home and take it easy.  I went to Safeway and bought meds.  Tinkered in garage and cut some wood for the fire.  Then on  Friday we started the job for Connie at Jimmie's.  Did the tear down and then yesterday we finished with the beams.  We did a rather good job I thought,  Only problem was I backed into one of the supports and broke it.  Of course there is no place open on Saturday so we now have to fix it on a day next week.  We believe that we have a bathroom job next week for Julie.




Thursday, December 8, 2011

Aftermath

Well, I am back infront of the computer again and I've had so much that I was going to write and now I'm brain dead.  Still dealing with mom dying.  It all seems so surreal.  It is almost scarey.  Not that I wanted her to pass but there was so much stuff that I had always wanted and she had always said, "You can have it when I die". 

Well here I am 62 years old, and now I have this stuff.  What am I ever going to do with it, now?  There is a beautiful set of Bavarian china that was my Great Aunt Stella's.  I have wanted that set of china for 40 years now.  Now I got it and will I ever use it?  I don't think so, but I would have 40 years ago.  3o years ago, I got Great Aunt Vera's Candlewick goblets and sherberts. Along with a set of china that is called "Mountain Bell"  have heard two different stories on them.  One that they were premium for buying so much at Safeway, and that they were a gift from one of her relatives.   Either way I have used them at Thanksgiving and Christmas when I was here.  Most of the time I have been back home for those holidays.   But am guessing those days are gone. 

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Wine Day

Awoke this morning to a snowy, windy, cold day.  Well I knew that I had to charge the battery on Jules car as we cleaned the battery posts yesterday and then I left the keys in it and must have not gotten it turned off.  Well it was the battery.  I drug the extension cord out and the battery charger.  Hooked it up and  charged the battery.  It started and all is OK.   I also got her two tires for her car at the junk yard or recycler as it is known now.   I started a fire in the stove for the dog.  Poor puppy!

Now I am in the basement and decided to make a couple batches of wine.  I had some grape juice that is just getting old.  So "30 Day Wine"  I call it "Hillbilly Wine" as the recipe is from Tennessee.  Drinkable in 30 days. 

                                           Makes 1 gallon.

                     24 oz.         welch's frozen concentrated grape juice, thawed
                       3 Cups     granulated sugar
                       1  package  Wine Yeast
                                         enough water to make up one gallon

Mix all ingredients together well with water fill jug about an inch below the shoulders.  Cover with a clean rag secured with a rubber band.  (I use an air lock)  Keep in a dark place about 70 degrees.  About 2 weeks later replace the rag with a good thick piece of plastic wrap.  After 30 days from the start date, siphon wine off from the sediment in the bottom and drink.  For a good old "Mad Dog 20/20" type wine, add a pint of cheap blackberry brandy to the mix before drinking.

This is a simple recipe for 30 day wine.  Many old hillbillies in Tennessee still use this one, and wouldn't have it any other way.

My specialty is Rhubarb Wine this was the first wine I ever made and it has always turned out very good.  The secret is not to break open that bottle for a year, to a year and a half.  It only gets better with age.

                                             Rhubarb Wine

     3 lbs.          Rhubarb sliced up and frozen
     1 -4 inch    Cinnamon stick  (optional)
    15 0z.          Golden Raisins   (optional)
     7 Cups        granulated sugar
     2                  campden tablets, crushed
     1 tsp.           nutrients
     1/2 tsp.      pectic enzyme
     1 pkg.         Wine yeast
     1 gallon      Water

Put water in primary fermentor:(I use either a large stainless steel pot or a clean wastebasket I bought for just this purpose.)  Add pectic enzyme and campden tablets,  Stir well.  Add rhubarb and raisins, Stir well and let sit 2 days, stirring regularly.(best to put somewhere, where it is around 70 degrees)

After 2 days, strain, but DO NOT squeeze.

Return liquid to primary fermentor.  Dissolve sugar and nutrients in the liquid.  Check Specific Gravity.  It should be between 1.100 and 1.11o.  Add yeast and mix well.  Cover primary fermentor.  Let sit overnight. 

Siphon into secondary fermentor, add cinnamon stick(if using) and attach airlock.

Dry Wine:  Rack in 3 weeks, again in 3 months and every 3 months until 1 year old.    Bottle

Sweet Wine:  Rack in 3 weeks.  Add 1/2 cup sugar dissolved in 1 cup of wine.  Stir gently.  Repeat this process every six weeks until fermentation does not restart with the addition of sugar.  Rack every 3 months up to a year.  Bottle

(I don't necessarily wait a year to bottle my wine.  If it has cleared sufficiently, I will bottle it anywhere from the first 3 months, on.)

This is also very good using brown sugar in the place of the granulated sugar.  I am going to add some cloves along with the cinnamon stick this time.   It's always fun to do variations and see what it comes out like.

I have found that you can make wine making as easy or as complicated as you like.  I am a believer in the "KISS" method in both my wine and my life.  (KISS -  Keep it simple stupid)


Friday, November 25, 2011

New Career

Well the Dale and Bill Handyman service has begun.  Dale bid a house to replace the siding from the hail storm.  I of course no nothing about this or how to do it,  but I am unemployed and what the hell. This house took us 18 hours.  We had one fuck up and it has been bothering me.  Last night I brought it up and we are going to go back and fix it on our own time.  I feel better.

Today, we are going to tackle our second house.  At least it's north side.  The weather is supposed to turn and the 10 day outlook doesn't look good either.

My Deer

Dale and I go out on Monday and walk about and I miss the chance of a nice 4X5.  Was doing to much thinking like a person and not enough like a deer.  Anyway got my exercise.  

Tuesday morning Dale and I go out about 6 o'clock and we get there and the Frerichs kids pickup is already there.  We figure that he is on the west fence line somewhere.  We decide to go back to where we saw the 4X5 and climb the rock face to the ledge next to the top.  Well it is steep and I'm out of breath and looking to the east and behind us when Dale grabs me.  I can't see anything because I'm behind the rise.  I take two steps forward and see 3 deer.  I put the scope on one and it starts to run away and I can't stay on it.  I look around the scope and one is standing on the slope looking at me.  I swing and am breathing so hard I am all over the place.  I take a deep breathe and bring the cross hairs down behind her shoulder and pull the trigger.  I was wobbling so much I had no idea where I hit her but she was down.  Turned out I hit her a little high ( right through her shoulder blade and broke her spine)  we walked over to her and Dale cut her throat.
We had been there 15 minutes.  One of the fastest kills and least amount of walking we have ever had.  We go back and get the pickup; drive up to her; gut and wash her out; put her in the pickup; go to town to the Sheriffs office and check her in.   Take her to the tree and hang her with the buck.  Because of where I hit her we cut off the front shoulders and neck. because there was a lot of shoot up meat.  I took this home, much to Donna's surprise as we usually do it all at Dales.  I cut out the bad parts; put the good in plastic bags and froze it.  The next weekend I had to go back to Mom's and Dale Quartered the deer and put them in the freezer.  This was because it was getting to warm to leave them hang.

Dales Deer

Sunday while Olsen and I are sobering up.  More Olsen than me.  Dale goes out and gets a little 2 point buck.  This really pissed me off at first because it is the hunt and he said he was not going out again until Monday or Tuesday.  So now we have one hanging in the tree at Dale's.