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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Homemade Archery Target

Since all 3 of us shoot, an averaged-priced archery target lasts us less than a season.  We were going to buy a top-dollar one this year, you know, the ones on the Outdoor Channel that swear you can shoot them with broadheads year after year without them wearing out?  Yeah, well, they are upwards of $100 and we just can't spend that kinda money on an archery target right now.  So we did what every redneck does...we got on youtube and looked up "cheap archery target."

What my husband ended up doing was taking a bunch of old clothes without buttons, zippers, etc. and got a cardboard box and stuffed them in real good so it is really stuffed.  Believe it or not, it stops your arrows dead and they are easy to pull out.  Good, cheap way to practice!

Sunday, July 10, 2011

About Me? Help!

I got an anonymous comment wondering why I haven't put anything in the "About Me" section of this blog...hmmm...good question.  I seen it was there.  I pondered on it for about 2 seconds.  Then, I left it blank.  What do you put there?  I haven't a clue.  What do YOU want to know would be a better question?  I don't know what you want to know, but I tell you what...comment below what you want to know, and I'll answer it.  Then, I'll add it to the "About Me" section of this blog.  No questions stupid or out of line, and I'll answer them honestly.  If you have 25 questions, ask away.  This is the best way I can think of solving this dilemma without me having to think to hard about it...I have a laundry soap crisis and a kid's scrapbook to finish today.  And herbs to put by.  Thanks for the help!

Slowly but surely

I think the garden may produce a little after all.  The weather here is starting a pattern of flooding and continuous rain so you can't get your crops out, then once you do, it's hotter than blue blazes and doesn't rain at all.  Very trying.

I did one heck of a weed job on the root garden yesterday, trying to wage war on life's aggravations one weed at a time.  I can't say that it was a definite cure for the mood I've been in lately, but it at least took the edge off by making me too tired and hot to put forth the energy it takes to be mad. 

I haven't canned a thing this year besides some strawberry jam.  I guess I could go pick raspberries today but my inner procrastinator says it's 100% humidity and 90 degrees.  I still have a lot left from last year as long as I don't give it all away.

There were a lot of good sales this week, but I started a new budget.  I am all for stockpiling goods at good prices, but sometimes we have to put that on hold for more pressing issues.  The prepper in me hates it, but I have to break this cycle I've gotten into to justifying spending every cent I make putting stuff back.  I have to save some money for some things coming up and I swear to you I have think about not spending that money everytime I see a good sale at least every 5 minutes.  It's kind of like quitting smoking, you try to change for the good, but all you really get done doing is thinking about what your giving up.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Why the heck is it?

...I tell my husband that if he gets me a puppy he doesn't have to worry about our anniversary, Christmas or my birthday and he says, "I don't have that kinda money."  Buddy, I know what that gosh darn puppy costs and I know what I spend on you between those 3 better pony it up.  I've already decided that if I don't get a puppy one of those 3 holidays, it's going to be hell around here.

Monday, July 4, 2011


The following two posts are regarding cleaning turtle.  Do not read or scroll down if you are easily offended or grossed out.  There is blood, guts, etc., just like in any other animal.  Thanks!

"They say a turkle has seven kinds of meat, but I just put it all together." Part II

At this point, you want to get the meat out of the neck.  The title referring to the fact that a turtle has seven kinds of meat, is true.  The white stuff in my husbands left hand that looks like mucus, is one kind.  It's called, "There's-no-way-in-hell-I'm-eating-that."  And I won't.  I don't believe in wasting food, but anything that looks like that and has the consistency of thick mucus is not going in my mouth.  I will only eat what looks like meat.  Sorry, but its true.  So anyhow, you get the meat off the neck, just like any other animal.  I feel at this point I should tell you that the darn turtle is still moving and trying to fight.  I know, science fiction.  I'd feel terrible if you somehow looked at this poor how-to and butchered a turtle and got so freaked out you had bad dreams.  I kinda did. 

Once you get to this part it is pretty much like cleaning any other animal.  It't pretty self explanatory.

Anything you don't want to eat or will not eat or doesn't look like you should eat it goes in the bucket.  About 10 minutes in, I thought we should throw the whole stupid turtle in the bucket and go butcher a chicken instead.  That I can deal with.  Those 'ping-pong' things are eggs.  She was loaded with them.  I was okay with it until Wood pulled them out and I swear to goodness they come out like those sausages that are strung together.  And they bounce like ping-pong balls.  This is where I swore Mason could never leave again and me have to help.

This is what you get.  You then can proceed to cut this up into what ever bits you want.  Give it a quick rinse or freeze it or cook it.  We just froze our's for now, but when he cooks it I'll share how he does it.  I say it like that because it won't get cooked until he does it.  I don't cook turtle.  I never have, and he does a fine job.

"They say a turkle has seven kinds of meat, but I just put it all together." Part I

 A couple weeks ago I posted about how my husband found a turtle.  I also said I would post a how-to.  Knowing what I know now, I wouldn't have.  I was naive.  Deer...okay.  Rabbits...okay.  Fish....okay. fiction.

I must warn you that this is "graphic".  I can't see why knowing where your food comes from and how it got to your plate became "graphic", but I felt I should warn those kind who look at me in disbelief when I tell them those cows standing there staring at us are steak and hamburger.  I'm not trying to be sarcastic but it sincerely pisses me off that 5-year-olds and 40-year-olds alike have looked at me incredulously when I tell them hamburger comes from cows.  So if you don't like seeing how food becomes food, don't keep reading.  I do not want angry PETA people blowing up my email. :)

Like I said I was naive about the turtle-cleaning business.  Luckily every time Wood has got one this old girl has been at work when he's cleaned it.  And the boy had to help.  This time, the boy got smart and went to an all-weekend football camp. 

First off, this is not a one person job.  Woody has done it himself, and he has also laid his knuckle wide open doing it with help.  Do this outside!  There are leaches on these suckers and its messy.  Keep your kids and animals away and in the house.  Make sure you have all this ready to go:
  • a sturdy, large cutting board
  • and extra set of hands
  • gloves for your wife because there is no way she's touching it without them.  And she's a nurse.  She's saw all kinds of nasty and weird.  And she wants demands gloves.
  • a five gallon bucket to throw all the stuff you don't want in.
  • a couple very sharp knives.  You don't want to stop halfway through to sharpen them.  Take it from me.
  • a working garden hose.
  • a large bowl
  • a pair of plyers

The first thing is you don't butcher a turtle right away.  And this goes for hardshell turtle only.  Wood has no idea about softshelled.  You put them in something fairly large with water over them.  You have to put a board and something heavy on it so they can't get out.  Then you change that water every day for about a week or so to "clean out" the turtle.  Be very friggin' careful doing this.  They maybe be slow, but their necks are way longer than you think and they are fast.

After about a week or so or when the water stays fairly clear, your ready.  Make sure you got all this stuff ready to go.  Wood just put his cutting board on the tailgate and it worked ok.

Tip the barrel over containing the turtle and be careful!

Pick it up by it's tail.  For the love of all that's holy they are called snappers for a reason and that beak is going to put the hurting on you.  If you happen to get bit, Wood told me once about how to get them to let go, but I won't post it unless you ask.  So if you get nailed by one of these, run in the house and email me and I'll send you the answer. :)

Put the turtle on the ground near where you have set up your work station and spray her off real good with the hose.  What you want to do here is grab her beak with the plyers and pull her neck out so you can cut it.  Pound for pound these are strong, fighting things. 

This is the head.  It still has a death grib on the plyers.  This is why I say keep animals and children away.  About 3 hours after he cut the head off, I tapped it's beak with a stick and it snapped onto it.

Turn the turtle over and run some fresh water throw the neck for a couple minutes.

The first thing you want to get off is the feet.  These bad boys will claw you to death, and they keep moving even after you cut for awhile.  The quicker they come off, the better it is and the more likely your wife will continue to help you.  (Have her don the gloves, hold the shell with a pair of vise-grips and hold the tail.)

Once the leg is off, separate the skin from the shell.

Do this for the other 3 legs as well.

After you do that, carefully cut through where the breastplate connects to the shell and remove it.


Sunday, July 3, 2011

It's finally time for a little break...

Hadn't been on here all week because me and my husband have this 4-day weekend and have been trying to get stuff accomplished all week so we can have a little mini-vacation.  Sometime in the next couple days I'll put the turtle post up and show you how much I didn't like doing it.  For now, going to enjoy this 95 degree heat and sunshine with the family.  Enjoy your 4th, and be safe!