Random Ramblings...

I have lived an interesting life. I have said for years that no one could write the fiction that my real life has been. As I get older, I realize and feel more and more I need to write my story...my views of the things that have happenned to me in my life. I cant just start at the beginning and write this in chronological order...thus the name of the blog, Random Act of Kathy-ness.

I have an incredible life. A life so much better than I could ever imagine it would have been. I have many issues, I have done many things I am not proud of and many things I am proud of. I am going to try and write a little every night. I have a book of life's questions to answer when writing your story. I am going to try and answer a few each week.

I worked this weekend on getting my food storage done. Are we ever done? I bought a whole bunch of case lots and have organized half my garage into a type of pantry. I do Meal Assembly with my firends occassionally and have a whole lot of kitchen equipment to do that with. It feels good to see the shelves stocked. Jamey, my 9 year old, helped me today load cans onto shelves.

I knew I had not gotten everything out of my car. I did not think I had left anything there that could spoil. Boy, was I wrong! I had bought a package of chicken greek sausages and they had been left behind. I got into my hot car today and fortunately, they smelled great, like they were cooking. I found a public garbage can to dump them into. Thank goodness the smell was gone as soon as they were.

Working with Jamey made me realize how much I love working as a family together on projects. I have such fond memories of working together as a family as a kid. When I was 10 years old, we moved to Pinesdale, Montana, a polygamist community. We spent most of our summers scouring the mountains for Sarviceberries, chokecherries, crab apples, gleaning potatoes, picking lucious cherries at Flathead Lake. I never remember working together that wasn't fun. Even as a young child, I loved the comraderie we formed as we accomplished these necessary tasks. Spending this time with Jamey, I felt that same bond as we talked about nonsense, life and what kind of things I could make with the different items I had bought.

As a child, I loved the "Little House on the Prarie" books. They have greatly influenced my life in a great, nostalgic way. I lloved the first book, "House in the Big Woods", when Laura described her family preparing the harvest for the pantry and filling the house to the brim with food. I loved her simple descriptions of her mom making soap, of buthering a pig. I wanted to roast a pig tail and play with the baloon formed from the pig's bladder. I even wanted to taste the headcheese. Years later, I did taste headcheese and came to the conclusion, it was better described than tasted.

Filling my pantry, I feel the same security of knowing that there is food stored for the winter. It was my goal this year to get my food storage and canning done. I am accomplishing this in the way I always dreamed.

It saves me a lot of money too. I use the items. Jamey loves to help me cook dinner and is a very adventurous eater. Not as much as I would like, but not too bad especially since he is only nine.

Well, it's bedtime for today. I start fitness boot camp at 5:00am tomorrow morning. It is a three month committment. I need someone to yell at me to work out every morning and apparently, I am even willing to pay someone to yell at me.

This will be the subject of tomorrows post though.

good night and love to all...