Here's how to enter: go to http://christiecottage.blogspot.com/ and follow her directions. There are different ways to enter, so you can get multiple entries, and the contest will run for two weeks. Good luck to everyone. I will contact the winner after the contest ends and you can let me know what name/word you want. Til next time,
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Win This!
Here's how to enter: go to http://christiecottage.blogspot.com/ and follow her directions. There are different ways to enter, so you can get multiple entries, and the contest will run for two weeks. Good luck to everyone. I will contact the winner after the contest ends and you can let me know what name/word you want. Til next time,
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Win It Wednesday
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Well, for the next week you can enter to win it on ChristieCottage's blog . You should be able to get more than one entry with all the ways she has to enter. And after you enter the giveaway, don't forget to visit ChristieCottage on Etsy . Just look at this darling sock monkey cell phone pouch
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Until next time,
XOXOXOXOXO
Cindi
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Goodbye 2011..Welcome 2012
and hello to 2012 and whatever possibilities it beholds. If you've followed me for the last few years, then, oh my heck, what a patient and loyal soul you are! lol
Anywho if you have been around on New Year's, you know I don't do New Year's Resolutions. Instead I focus on a 'word' for the year. This way, I have no worries about resolution let downs, no guilt trips, AND at the end of the year, I know what my word for the year has been. This allows me to focus positively on my 'resolution word' everytime it manifests in my life.
This will be my 3rd year of choosing my word for the year...past years have included 'abundance' and 'believe'. Instead of looking forward with dread on what my resolutions will be, I get excited as to what word will I choose. I know that whatever word I choose, I will be presented with all kinds of opportunities to acknowledge its presence in my life.
This year I have chosen the word 'build'. I can see how this word will be seeping into all areas of my life...building this and that...building blocks, building relationships, building trust, building networks, building a business....the possibilities for this word to present itself in my life are endless.
It's already begun with the purchase of a book on how to build a geodesic dome greenhouse...this will be my project for the year and I'm so excited about it.
What happens when the Mayan calendar ends? Who knows...but we're all here for the ride,so hang on. I have a feeling things are about to get very interesting...
Me? I'ma gonna be 'building' this year ;)
Until next time,
XOXOXOXOXO
Cindi
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Closing a chapter
okaaaayy...a few days after that post, It was obvious that Mr. Peaches was sick...extremely sick...and when I couldn't stand to watch his suffering any longer, I took him to the vet and he died in my arms. He's buried in our little 'pet cemetery' in the backyard and I made this to mark his spot...RIP Mr. Peaches
I learned a BIG lesson from Mr. Peaches~ Don't run someone off just because they have a bad habit.
Onto the rest of the kiddoes..Momma Kitty and kids....Ebony, Ivory,and Striper
...and the other two from her first litter, Mr. Boots and Socks.....
All are gone but Socks
and Striper
Someone systematically caught them all and I have not seen them in months. I really have no kind words or thoughts for the person who did this. I only know that there is a special place for people who kill animals for no reason other than 'they pooped on your lawn' ...and it's not called heaven.
So now as winter approaches little Striper has no Momma to help show him how to make it through the winter. Both Socks and Striper were the runts of Momma's two litters, so they are REALLY small. I have made a shelter using bales of garden compost and tarps and located it under our dryer vent.
I lined the inside with one of those reflective space blankets and lots of regular blankies. I have a remote sensor in there to register how warm it is at night. So far we have had a low of 10 degrees and the chilliest I have seen it in the 'kitteh den' is 52 degrees. It eases my heart a bit to know that they have a safe, warm place to sleep at night.
CocoaPuff is ever the Prince of the house. He is not white like this anymore.....
Sunday, June 26, 2011
I'm a Marked Woman ;)
When I last left you Momma Kitty was with childs and was getting close to having more babies. I had made an insulated bed for her under our composter, and after a couple of weeks of her instructing me on making it more suitable, she finally had them on April 17/18th. I had put our outside remote temperature gauge in her bed cause I was so afraid of it being too cold. Even though the outside night temps were in the low 20's her little nursery hidden behind and underneath all those tarps and insulation was never below 62 degrees.
and Striper
Sunday, April 3, 2011
♪♫♪♫ Someday My Prince Will Come ♪♫♪♫
Socks is the runt of the litter and is the size of a 6 week old kitten, even tho they are nearly 1 yr old, and he has white socks on his feet :
And CocoaPuff-some kind of siamese mix:
and the proud Momma:
She was abandoned when a neighbor moved out just before winter hit us last year. I saw her frequently through the winter, and when spring began unfolding I caught glimpses of her with the babies. I felt bad that she had such a harsh winter after being abandoned. She was extremely thin. I really don't know how she had enough milk for the babies; I couldn't see any teats on her at all. She originally had 4 kittens; 1 died.
One morning after an overnight cold snap, little grey mc fluffykins was sitting out in the next door neighbor's driveway, just a shivering ball. I asked him what was wrong and he just sat there, which was unusual. Normally he would have ran from me as soon as I talked. He just sat looking down the driveway as if waiting for something. I wondered if he was sick. I kept thinking about him all that day and night and wondering...
It weighed heavy on my mind...I kept thinking about how I had been mean to momma kitty. I had shooed her off our yard so much, she usually took a wide berth when passing us now...
And this was why: Her owners had 15+ cats in a tiny 700sq ft house...but that's not all that lived there-2 adults, 6 kids, 2 dogs, a rabbit, a couple of birds + who knows what else! Naturally, the cats couldn't stand it in the house after the first few weeks. I can tell you the smell was horrendous! The cats constantly came over and used our grass and backyard as their litter box. When they moved, they left cats behind to fend for themselves in October. Most disappeared that winter, but Momma kitty hung on.
She stayed in that empty house for weeks until the windows were repaired and it was closed up. Then she took up refuge under a shed, at the neighbor on the opposite side of us. She kept going back all through the winter to see if her owners were coming back for her. When the handyman came to clean and repair the house, she would go running over there to see if her owner was coming back for her. Everytime someone came to look at the house she would run over there and watch hopefully... and then walk back to the shed down trodden when it wasn't anyone for her. Time and time again that happened. Even now as I type this I still cry for her. How sad it must be for her... STILL- I remembered my veternarian's advice about feeding ferals and strays and I DID NOT want these cats even THINKING about my yard. We have a cheap wire fence that barely suffices to keep our girls in (except for Crimson's occassional Houdini acts) I didn't want any trouble from these ferals and even though momma used to be domesticated, her babies were not.Sorry for rambling on here-after the little grey mc fluffykins died, I didn't want to see kitties just starving to death just because the momma didn't know how to teach them to fend for themselves..so I used my 'handy grabby thingy'
and put out a couple of cans of tuna through the fence into their yard. Little socks could barely crawl up to the tuna can; they were all famished.
Well...I don't know how long I've been feeding them now; its been months. They have become my 'kiddos'. I first fed them twice a day and got them all healthy again. Then I began cutting them back so that they would become good mousers. I like to think of it as keeping them on retainer. :)
Not only did I begin feeding them, but I would poke my fingers through the fence and start touching them. They were skittish at first, but eventually got used to me stroking them while they ate. Momma kitty was the toughest to crack; she remembered me being mean and even though I was feeding her, I could not be trusted. After the first snow, it became difficult to pass through the fence so I made the feeding place at the corner where our two fences meet. It made it possible for me to feed them at my feet and pet them more freely. Eventually, I have been able to tame all but Socks. He is still skittish about me touching him. But they all know their names.
And now this is the second half to this story:
I sequestered him in the kitchen, and made a warm bed for him
I took him to the vet and he got meds. He had several hematomas that were draining. After he healed, I gave him the option of going back to the wild, but he decided he likes having a couple of big sisters
And living the princely life he always knew he was destined for ;)
I'm still feeding Momma kitty and Cocoa's other brothers. But through all of this insaneness that is my life, I did not get Momma kitty (nor the rest of her clan) to the vet to be fixed, and now she is with childs again. She is nearly ready to birth and has climbed the fence into my back yard to stay away from her boys while she has them. I feel honored that she trusts me and my yard.
I made an insulated bed for her yesterday while she watched. She went and checked it out after I finished, and I am trusting that she found it a suitable nursery. I haven't went out there this morning, but I'll be sure to keep you updated.
Til next time,
XOXOXOXOX
Cindi
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Kickstarter Program

And here's one with a yellow brass wire wrap, a low cost alternative to the pricier precious metal wires:

I'm just imagining what I can do with these...
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Read My Lips--No New Year's Resolutions!
Last year I ran across a New Year's blogpost where the gal said she always made some lofty goal, never lived up to it or was miserable trying..so instead, the alternative was suggested to have a motto word to live by. I thought it was a good idea. I started the year with less stress and no expectations to live up to. Last year my word was " Abundance" and boy did I have plenty of times I was reminded. When I was blessed with abundance I gave thanks, when it seemed like abundance would overwhelm me, I reminded myself I asked for it.
Since a motto word was such a success for me, I am choosing to do the same this year. The word I have chosen is " Believe" ...I can hardly wait to see what road this motto leads me through.
So Happy New Year's everyone...what's your motto? I 'believe' mine is already less stressful
See? it's already working ;)
Til next time,
XOXOXOXOXOXO,
Cindi
Mr. Clay's update-Hospice has been great! New oxygen equipment has made a difference and he is slowly regaining some mobility. He walks nearly everyday on the treadmill and is looking forward to being able to good outside this spring when things start growing.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
They say 'Never travel faster than your angels can fly'
We packed up the car and headed for Salt Lake City at 6am. We made great timing, the roads were clear, not 1 deer in sight as we drove the most dangerous Hwy in Utah. Mr. Clay insisted on driving the first part of the way, which is of course the most dangerous part, and I knew he would be loathe to give up the reins after we made it through the mountain pass.
1/2 way thru the pass we stopped so I could strap in his oxygen tank. I totally forgot to do that when they loaded it in the car yesterday. So I gotter strapped into the seat belt, which is not easy in the best of circumstances, but was even more fun when it was 20 degrees outside and dark still. And Mr. Clay is 'tudey' because 'I should have had this done last night and blah blah blah...' So he reaches up and switches the station on the radio after we got back on the road, and on came a Christian channel and they were playing music and telling inspiring stories on the air. Now normally he would say 'change it and find something good'...but because he's being 'tudy' with me, there is this silence between us, and I figured maybe he needed to listen to this stuff and mellow out.
We got through the mountain pass and just as I suspected, he continiued to drive on. Still listening to the Christian channel as the sun came up and we were flying down the highway! I saw the speedometer bounce out of range we were going so fast! We got to the VA an hour early, and got some details attended to beforehand and then sat........they were running late and it made for a long day exhausting day. We were drained physically and emotionally when we left. They have now ordered Hospice for my dear husband. They no longer want him making the long arduous trip and exposing himself to more cooties coming into the hosital for Dr. visits. At this point, they just want him kept comfortable. Everytime this disease takes another notch out of him, it is so emotionally draining on both of us, and we both kinda go through a stage of processing and getting used to the idea.
We were really tired by the time we got out of there at 3:30pm, AND we had promised a friend to stop and see him before we went home. Once again Mr. Clay wanted to drive, so we pulled out of the parking lot into the long driveway of the hospital and there was a big thunk! Both of us said 'what was that?' and we looked to see what we ran over? and then Mr. Clay says "I lost the steering" (on the car). He managed to get us pulled out of everyone's way into the Ambulance loading area. I went back inside to the VA and called our friend who was still waiting for us ALL DAY and told him what happened.
I could see that something was hanging under the car (maybe the drive train?) but I didn't know what it was. And Mr. Clay can't bend down anymore so he couldn't know what it was. His guess was a CV boot. All we knew was, he pulled on that steering wheel like heck to get us where we ended up and then it wouldn't budge anymore.
Our friend showed up with AAA card in hand, phoned a tow truck, called his long time mechanic, made arrangements for our car to be repaired, took us to his house, fed us and put us up after a night of reminiscing. It was good for Mr. Clay to get to visit his friends, but you could see the whole car thing was taking a toll on him and the sooner we could get home, the better.
This morning, Thurs, we got the mechanic's call that the engine had dropped off the car, onto the steering column with the motor mounts intact! What are the odds of that happening? And how insanely protected were we flying all way up there? It certainly felt like the Angels were all around us; after all their broadcast was coming though on the radio! We are so thankful that it didn't happen while we were on the freeway busy breaking the sound barrier.
We are home now at last after a repair, but I can see we now need to save our pennies up for a new car. So that's how my last two days went...
Until next time,
XOXOXOXOX and never travel faster than your Angels can fly :)
Cindi
Thursday, October 21, 2010
It was the best of times; It was the worst of times
I am almost done harvesting this year and have a few pics to share. How cute is that carrot drop? It's no bigger than my pinky fingertip :)Here is a comparison of our carrots:
Those humongous carrots are as big as large baking potatos!
and here is a shot with some Mammoth Jalapenos!
I wish I could say the tomatoes were a success, but everyone had tomato trouble this year. We had frosts turn to extreme heat, then hail and LOTS of rain. Had a few tornados blow through and just as the tomatoes were coming on we had a week of storms and the tomatoes filled up with water and many burst right open whether they were ripe or not. It was so disappointing to watch, but I am thankful that I was able to can 2 cases with these:
After that the storms hit, and everything was waterlogged. We have had several frosty nights and last weekend I pulled all the pepper plants. I still have the tomatoes left to pluck and I think I am going to have to learn how to use the tractor for tilling, if Mr. Clay is able to learn me.
Til next time...
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Cheater Chile Rellenos
Preheat oven 350 degreesI stuff cream cheese in the chiles that line the sides, but this is optional.
Just slice open the chile and place a thin layer of cream cheese inside; then fold closed the chile and place along the sides of the pan
Next add the grated cheese into the pan.
In mixing bowl beat for 2 minutes:
I add a couple more stuffed chiles on top, but it is not necessary. Bake 1 hour. It will get 'poofy', like a souffle. And when taken out of the oven it will shrink somewhat. Let it rest for 10 minutes before cutting.
**some cheeses will produce more oil than others. If you use an exceptionally oily one, either lay a sheet of foil under your oven rack to catch the oily drippings or reduce the amount of cheese.
Cindi










