Monday, August 30, 2010

One Year Anniversary

I just got married is already my one year anniversary.


Well, I actually missed the anniversary because I was too excited for my Hawaiian adventure but let me refer you back to this fabulous idea/post.

That was pretty good for a first post, if you ask me. It was funny, informational, a little sad (weeding), and it had nice pictures.

However, I would like to add to my list explaining what qualifies T and I as farmers:

11) we already acquired a stray cat. Who is a sweet precious angel.

12) our other cat is a GREAT hunter and gets praises every time he bring home his kill which he promptly eats on the porch. although I do have to shut the door in order not to hear the bones crunching. sick, I know.

13) we own a 1987 Ford work truck to haul farm crap around. Best $500 purchase!

14) T owns a pair of carhartt shorts for when it is too sunny to wear his carhartt capris (self made) or carhartt pants.

15) for our wedding, we got a lot of farm themed gifts.

16) our dog roams freely and sometime gets in trouble for going too far. (sorry neighbors! who have chickens. who Buk probably scares the shit out of.)

17) we now own a John Deere lawn mower but haven't yet got the free hat from their website.

So yes, we are still going strong and haven't given up farming. Sometimes I still envy people who have TV and can just read a book on a Sunday afternoon in the sun but T always says, "That is what winter is for." I guess he is right.

Summer is time for working. Winter is time for lounging.

I love my life.

p.s. Totally off the topic...for those of you that haven't seen the pictures, here is a link to our photographers website.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

The Mad Canner

It's the weekend before our big ta-da.

The house has to be cleaned. A horrific feat after hosting your own wedding.

ALL laundry has to be done. T needs underwear.

Animals need to be looked after which ended up meaning Buk went to the vet because he has been acting strange and eating things he shouldn't be: plants and grass.

But most importantly, that garden that T so carefully planned and weeded needs harvesting. I am not sure whether it is a good or bad thing that the garden was so late this year.

Anywho, there are things ready now though so it is time to start harvesting and spending hours in the kitchen canning. Let's just say, I probably spent 6 hours at least canning veggies this weekend.

Here is what was on the list:
sauerkraut - cabbage with vinegar and water. It is fermenting and will take at least a few more weeks.
pickled beets - red beets with vinegar, water, sugar, and some spices: cinnamon and cloves
bread and butter pickles - cucumbers with vinegar, water, and sugar
pickled basil beans - green beans with vinegar, water, salt, garlic, fresh basil
mixed veggies - zucchini, carrots, green beans, summer yellow squash all salted in water. This required my pressure canner which I have never used before but seemed to work great!
green beans - just that, green beans with water and salt prepared in the pressure canner.
pickled beans - green beans with vinegar, water, pickling spices, garlic, fresh dill and red pepper flakes.

Just typing this list makes my mouth water. Everything will be ready to eat in 3 weeks but the longer it sits, the better it tastes of course. I'll just have to be patient which will be okay because after tomorrow I will forget about them anyway.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The Actual Farmer's Wife

I've been lying for almost a year. I have not actually been a Farmer's Veggie Wife. I have been a Farmer's Veggie Fiance. But, I just didn't like the sound of that PLUS my favorite canning book isn't called The Farmer's Fiance: How preserve food and live with a farmer without being on a straight track to hell.

No need to worry anymore folks. I am married and the papers are signed. My children are even happy that their mother and father are married. It leaves less explaining to the neighbor cats about how their parents have different last names but are yes, in fact, living together.

Our wedding was at our house and on our farm. It was exactly how I wanted it to look. The dancing went until the wee hours of the morning which is exactly how I wanted to celebrate my wedding to T with family and friends. It was amazing!

Our caterers used some produce from our garden to create a vegetarian menu that impressed the guests. Our cake was a vegan chocolate cake from Katie's Cupcakes and our cupcakes, which were not vegan, disappeared in 5 min. Seriously, I ordered a lot and I have never seen dessert gone that fast from any wedding! There was not one left. (although, I do wish I got to eat more of my cake, I guess I will order another from Katie's for our one year anniversary).

The professional pictures aren't out yet and won't be for awhile but our photographer stayed for at least 10 hours and got some awesome pictures, I am so excited to share those later.

Our first dance was to a salsa song that we had choreographed by a real life salsa dancer and we sang Jackson, a duet by Johnny Cash and June Carter, during the reception. For our ring blessing, the rings were plucked from a tree where they hung for 3 days and 3 nights so we were connected to nature as well as each other, of course. Everything screamed E and T and I am so thankful for that.

We had so many friends and family help set up and take down during the hot ass days that surrounded the wedding. I could not have had my prefect wedding without all of them! I am not complaining about the weather though, it was a great night and I am so glad we decided to have a late ceremony.

I will leave you with some pictures that various people took and eventually I will put up the professionals but for now I give you August 14, 2010, the day I became a real Farmer's Veggie Wife:

One of our best friends (Leslie) was our officiant

Danae, Brian, Melody

Tyson and Kendra

Tristin and Claire (bro and sis)

Gevan read a passage from Michelle and Gevan's wedding ceremony. It was beautiful.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

All My Children

Samsonite Sokomoto Jr Herold Marrs. Stanley Bilbobaggins Herold Marrs. Bukowski Dew Drops in the Morning Marrs Herold. Simon Otis Spuford Herold Marrs.

With a little Gus Toford Herold on the side.

Those are all my children. Those are their legal names. I love them.

Man I can't wait to have real people children! I'll really get to use my creative side then!

Actually, while we are on the topic and I am sure people are going to start asking what our plan is on having "real people children" (which is what I plan on calling them when they are alive), I wanted to let you know that I need at least two more summers childless. Here are my reasons:

1) Today Sam was outside while the neighbor was tethering (farm word) our pasture. I was sure Sam was dead under the blades. I worry too much.

2) T has to clean up all the barf.

3) I need to go camping.

4) I need to go to Hawaii while the flights are hella cheap from Bham to an island.

5) I need to save money for....................the house I am buying in Hawaii. (F kids)

6) I don't love Simon as much as my other children yet. I apologize in advance 2nd born child. (Although I know I will love him just the same soon, he just needs to get his shit together)

7) Buk, shut the fuck up.

8) I need time to swear. I am not ready to give that up.

So now that you know, just wait until you ask if I am ready to have children. Let me get my shit together first. You won't like my children if you don't wait. Hippy kids are okay but hippy kids who push and swear and spit and laugh at the unfortunate are not.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Tan Lines

Summer began in Whatcom County around July 9th.

I began working outside 4+ hours a day around July 9th.

Combo those two together and I get tan. Tan like a kid at work asked if I came from Mexico, granted she said her dad was tan and he came from the Navy, but still, I get pretty dark.

However, for the summer of 2010 I was worried.

I have to wear a strapless wedding dress. I can't wear a strapless at work. Prepping baseball fields and selling pop to children would not go well in a strapless. So instead, I wore spaghetti straps and short shorts. Yes, I still looked like a floozy but at least my shirt stayed on.

I am worried about tan lines.

I can't have them. A white dress just doesn't work the tan lines. (only carhartts d0)

After all my efforts though not get tan lines, I still got them. I needed strapless. Damn.

Good thing they make fake tan lotion for me to put on my little strap lines. Although, that shit scares me. Who knows what nasty chemicals are in that.

The things I do to be beautiful (which is all the time).