October 23, 2020


We had the first freeze of the season last night. LUCKILY, I have leveled up my garden this year with a greenhouse. I feel very, very happy with this development. I also added some PVC to two of my raised beds, making mini hoop houses, so I should be able to extend the grow season there as well. I've gotta tell you, between the winter garden and the chickens, I am a VERY happy camper. I did have a friend ask me about our future plans in regards to this house. My plans are as follows: if we stay, great, if we don't, also great. I mean, our home is great, but it's not our dream house. It ticks all the boxes we needed, though, which is more than a lot of people can say, so we're pretty happy. 

Of course, every time we talk about dream homes and all that, I do tend to look within. We have lived on both coasts. We have lived in starter homes, apartments, duplexes, townhomes... We've lived in the city, and we've lived in the country; in the mountains, and the valleys. And we have been pretty good with it all. My favorite places we've ever lived though, is King William, Virginia. It was gorgeous, we loved the people, the schools, the friends.... Hands down, it was the most beautiful place I have ever lived, and I had the BEST medical team there.  The only downside is that we were literally across the country from our families. And Troy has a better job now, here in Utah. 

I just need a little more land, and a few more trees. I am even good with recreating the VA look here, with tree varieties that work in our grow zone. I will create my own woodland paradise, dammit! But I need more land first. hahahaha. In the meantime, I will be the crazy chicken lady with a greenhouse in the backyard. 

In other news, I've started working again with one of my favorite people in the whole entire world. That's right, Elisa and I are back in business together! We already have a few clients and all that jazz. It's pretty fun, because we work so well together, and THIS TIME, we live in the same place! Not gonna lie, when Troy originally proposed moving to Utah, my first thought was, "OH! I GET TO LIVE BY ELISA!" and you guys, we literally live like, an 8 minute drive away from each other, fifteen if you hit a red light. Isn't that so derpy? It is, and I DON'T CARE AND SHE FEELS THE SAME WAY AND THAT'S JUST THE KIND OF PEOPLE WE ARE. 

The kids are, well, the kids are struggling in school. We live in state of dum-dums, and people are super great at spreading germs. I can't even get into the whole thing without getting SUPER frustrated and annoyed. Between the pandemic and this horror show election year, there are just entire subjects I don't feel like talking about, because, frankly, I am talked out. I'm not even angry about things anymore. I'm really sad and disappointed, and it has definitely changed how I view a LOT of people... and I know I shouldn't allow people's behavior and actions to change my outlook on life, but it has. As our personal death counts go up, five so far in just the last few months, my faith in humanity grows smaller and smaller. 

I also truly believe that good, GOOD people, are being deceived so adeptly, that they don't even realize it, and not every person is educated on the subtleties of digital media marketing, which is a damn shame. Fortunately for me, it's kind of what I do, and have done, professionally, for over a decade. I know how the algorithms work, because I have used them all to my advantage for years. I am so well versed in creating deep fakes and the like, that I feel like I could teach a master class on the subject. Oh wait, I HAVE done that. And one of the super, duper, MOST frustrating thing is interacting with people that have been duped. It's fine. But I am definitely keeping track of who people are voting for. And the outcome of the presidential election may just trigger a new level of rage inside of me, from the very depths of my soul. AND THAT'S WHERE I'M GOING TO END MY RANTINGS.  Otherwise, I will type a novel, and I literally do not have that kind of time. 😬 In fact, I need to get to bed, because I have FARM CHORES in the morning. sigh. I want to live on a real farm. 

August 10, 2020

hi. it's me again.

 2020. Man alive, this year has been a little crazy. 

First of all, I don't even know where to begin with my ramblings. The global pandemic of the Covid-19 and the subsequent stupidity of the American public is my current vexation. I mean, how hard is it to STAY HOME and WEAR A MASK and WASH YOUR DAMN HANDS. I personally have been quarantined three times due to possible exposure because of selfishness of people. I'm so over the debates and the arguments surrounding the pandemic. At what point did people stop believing in BASIC SCIENCE and MEDICAL ADVANCEMENTS. Of course, I'm a little more cautious due to the fact that I am high risk, and absolutely would be ravaged by the coronavirus. And there are people in my own family that don't believe that it's like, REAL or something. They continue to live their lives, covid be damned. It really boils my blood that I have to fight over something as basic as the HEALTH AND WELL-BEING OF MY CHILDREN. #sorrynotsorry. 

And that's not even the tip of the iceberg that is this dumpster fire of a year. Kobe Bryant died in a helicopter crash. President Donald Trump (who is very undeserving of the title) somehow, miraculously made it through an impeachment trial. How? That is a very good question that will be discussed for years to come. Personally, I think the man is an idiot, a racist, a sexual predator, and a pedophile. So, you know, let's put this piece of garbage on a pedestal. 

In related news, can we talk about the absolute shiteshow that is the 2020 Presidential Election?It's pretty sad when we have to choose between two bad choices. I mean, next to Trump, Biden looks like an angel; but he has his downside as well.

Oh, and of course there is the murder hornets. And the great toilet paper crisis. Freaking school closures is the current bane of my existence. My kids will be doing 2 days a week in person, and 3 days remote learning. I am relieved about this, because kids aren't going to be social distancing. Sure, maybe for a hot minute. Until they have a crush and wanna hold hands in the hall, or make-out somewhere. And there are parents arguing FOR 5 day a week, IN PERSON class. That is wild to me, especially with how the virus spreads.... You see? This is what I am talking about when I say I have thoughts.... so very, many thoughts. 

And of course let's not forget about the wildfires in Australia, followed by flooding. Or the awful, awful murder of George Floyd, which has sparked outrage across the nation. I am thrilled with the protests that are going on all around. There has been a disparity between black and white in this country for too long. I wish I could rally and join the protests, but there is no way for me to do that because I am immuno-compromised. 

We also have the plague of locusts, and probably some other horrible thing that I haven't remembered. Sheesh, though, I don' think we can handle any more disasters. 

And that is where I leave you on this fine, early Monday. I leave you tired, from everything and of everything. 

November 5, 2019

Experiments, Life, and Lessons Learned

Well folks, it's been awhile. Things have been very busy over here. The garden EXPLODED, despite the strange spring that kicked off the growing season. 

I'm actually in the midst of a garden experiment! I call it "Ghetto Greenhouse", and it's a nifty little thing I threw together with tomato cages, bamboo sticks, zip ties, and heavy duty clear plastic. I figure, that since I grow indeterminate tomato plants, I should be able to prune them way back, and then the plants would continue to grow. Of course, this is all theoretical, but can you imagine vine ripened tomatoes in the dead of winter, with a foot of snow on the ground? Because I can, and it is a beautiful dream.

Sadly, we do have to deal with Mother Nature, who decided to send cooler temps and our first frost about two weeks ahead of schedule. Naturally, this made for a lot of extra, sudden work! I stayed out in the yard, mulching the tomatoes, then covering them with their frost blankets, well into dark. I have kept an eye on things, but today.... today I opened up that ghetto greenhouse to see how the experiment is progressing.

Unfortunately, I think I mulched a little TOO well, and the tomatoes just couldn't BREATHE. So I removed just about all the mulch, and I pulled the plastic all the way back to let in a little air to help things dry out. My experiment has not failed yet though. After a few hours in the breeze, the plants perked up a bit. I HOPE that they will bud again, but if they don't, well.... that's totally on me.

Also, at the beginning of August, I got to fly out to Arizona SOLO to help my sweet niece Sadie find the perfect baptism dress and accessories.  Sadie's baptism would be the first sort of big family event since the passing of Troy's mom. And as I'm sure you can imagine, it was especially hard getting everything ready and together, because that was something special that Grandma and Mom did together. So I offered to come and help get everything all set for baptism, so that cute little Sadie and her mom, could have the support that they needed. Plus, I got to hang out with Marie, which is always a fun time. I also converted Marie to the mumu/kimono/NO PANTS lifestyle. I take it very seriously, on account of pants being very hurty to wear.

Case in point of pants being hurty: I just lost my gallbladder. It was an emergency surgery, and it took a little longer than usual, because *I*, Caroline Bingham, was STONED. (That's gallstone humor guys.) The surgeon was super impressed with me, and said that I had the worst gallbladder he had every seen, and that I had "HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS" of stones. Three times! He said hundreds THREE TIMES. So my routine,emergency, outpatient surgery turned in to a hospital admission with IV antibiotics and a whole bunch of medical staff coming to meet ME, the medically fascinating woman who said her pain was like, maybe a seven. YOU GUYS. I just have no frame of reference for pain!

The ONLY analogy I've ever found that fits ME is this:
Going to the doctor when you're chronically ill is weird.

It's like imagine everything in your house is on fire, and you're standing there and the fire department come in like, describe the fire to me and maybe we can find what caused it and put it out.

and you can't just say everything, so you're like.... well, the fire in the curtains is the biggest.

but the fire in the photo albums might be doing the most damage
also, the fire in the couch is really inconvenient.

Occasionally, the fire guy is like, well your tv is on fire, so it might be electronic-fireitus, but that would cause other things like fire in the DVD player.
And you're like, Oh yes. that's been on fire for years. i forgot to mention it because it's always been a relatively small fire. it's right next to the bookshelf which has much more fire.

and then the fire guy is like, oh. i wouldn't worry about that. book shelf fires just happen sometimes.

ANYHOW. My horrible gallbladder is gone, and now that it's out and I'm almost 100% healed, I am feeling GREAT. 

Also, like, 3 days after my surgery, Troy drove us down to Arizona to attend Sadie's baptism. Sadly, Thaddeus had to stay home to work and do mandatory school stuff. High school is a real good practice for real life.... moving on. 

Sadie was baptized and it was great! Great Grandpa and Grandma Bingham came up from Safford, and it was nice to say hello and give a *barely-hug* (you know, on account of being very ouched). We also got to see Aunt Jessica and her cute girlies, and afterwards Troy took our kids to see Kambry play in her volleyball tournament! 

Unfortunately, time was super short and Troy had made plans to meet up with some old friends way, WAY in advance, so we missed an impromptu extended-Bingham family dinner.

Hmmm... what else, what else. We just had Halloween. It was lots of fun. Thaddeus decided he's too old to go trick or treating, so he stayed home and handing out treats at the door. We had a lot of teenage friends in and out of the house all evening. (More like, all day, every day!) 

I also did an inventory of all the yummy stuff I've been growing and preserving the other day, and it just about blew my mind! We seriously don't need to hit up the grocery store for months, which makes my heart SO very happy.

Beyond that, we are not really up to much! The holidays are coming up, but we're not going anywhere. It's Troys busy season, because TRANSIT! He is working his tail off so that you can enjoy and be safe on your travels. It's a bit of a bummer this year, because we have to miss our nephews baptism, because he's getting baptized over Thanksgiving. 😭 We're pretty used to doing our own thing at this point, because that's just the reality of our life, but we do miss out on a lot of things as well. I PROMISE WE'RE TRYING! We did do a Fakesgiving about a month or so ago, because every now and then, you just need a big 'ole turkey dinner.