Jeff took the motor off the washer so he could replace the belt. It is really worn. While he had the motor off he decided that we will soon need a new motor, so we will be pricing those in the future. He is also installing a 25 ft. cord. It had about a 6 ft. cord so that will be much handier. I have had more requests for pictures of actual washing and using the rollers. I have a friend who knows how to do the videos so perhaps she will help me make a video and I can post that.
I am excited to have this machine. I know some folks think we are hillbillies but who cares. I am not telling them they have to do what we are doing.
I wonder why people think you are saying they have to do something a certain way if you tell about how you do something? Oh well.
I think some folks find it interesting to read about the crazy adventures of others but that doesn't mean they are going to live that way. Those are the people I write for. Plus I like new experiences. I like to read about how other people live and how they handle certain aspects of their lives.
Anyway, when we get the washer up and running again I will post more pictures and maybe learn to do a video if my friend will help me.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Using my new wringer washer
Today the girls unloaded my new to me wringer washer. Jeff and I cleaned it up and out and set about to wash a load of clothes. The sun was overhead and we ended up sweating like crazy but we had fun. It doesn't take long and I had read about how to fold the jeans and shirts with buttons so they wouldn't break. We rinsed the clothes in two tubs of water. We just used rubber maid totes for the rinse water. We decided that when we move if we are going to do our laundry this way we are defiantly going to put up some kind of shade tent thing.
The wringer works fine as does everything on the washer. The only thing needing done to the washer is a new cord. Its the original Maytag cord, it says Maytag on the plug part. Jeff is going to make a longer cord with either a foot switch to turn the washer on and off or a hand switch. The washer runs unless it is unplugged so if I had a foot switch I could turn it off easier to let clothes soak. I think it will give me something to do once we get rid of so much of our stuff. I may become a laundry queen. My clothes line is right beside where I was washing so what could be handier?
Friday, August 13, 2010
This cleaning thing
Going through my stuff and sorting, deciding what to keep, what to sell, what to give away has be quite an experience. I just finished the hall linen closet. I got rid of 6 or 7 large black trash bags of blankets, sheet sets, and comforters. I even found two brand new sets of sheets. One was a complete set with dust ruffle and comforter.
Why did I collect all this stuff? Why did I think I would need it later? Most of the stuff on the bottom was a surprise to me. I either didn't remember it or didn't remember I still had it. Obviously I didn't use the stuff.
My sewing room was an experience as well. I got rid of so much stuff I was surprised at what there was there.
I am keeping things, don't get me wrong. But for now I think I am keeping the better stuff. Hopefully soon, I can go through things again and realize even some of the stuff I am now keeping isn't important.
Both Jeff and I feel a huge push to get rid of things and purge our stuff. We don't know why but we are trying to be obedient about it.
At first it was hard. I have a tendency to hang on to stuff. Why? Who knows? If I die tomorrow can I take it with me? No. If I live for another 50 years will it make my life more enjoyable? Some of it, yes, lots of it no. The last couple of years I have come to the conclusion that you don't own stuff, it owns you. You must maintain it, groom it, upkeep, paint, mow, water, etc it. If I spend my whole life taking care of MY stuff, when will I have time to do my fathers work? I am realizing I am only passing through and eternity is a whole lot longer than my life. Which one do I want to invest in?
I haven't got it all down but hopefully we are headed in the right direction. Keep us in your prayers if you can.
Why did I collect all this stuff? Why did I think I would need it later? Most of the stuff on the bottom was a surprise to me. I either didn't remember it or didn't remember I still had it. Obviously I didn't use the stuff.
My sewing room was an experience as well. I got rid of so much stuff I was surprised at what there was there.
I am keeping things, don't get me wrong. But for now I think I am keeping the better stuff. Hopefully soon, I can go through things again and realize even some of the stuff I am now keeping isn't important.
Both Jeff and I feel a huge push to get rid of things and purge our stuff. We don't know why but we are trying to be obedient about it.
At first it was hard. I have a tendency to hang on to stuff. Why? Who knows? If I die tomorrow can I take it with me? No. If I live for another 50 years will it make my life more enjoyable? Some of it, yes, lots of it no. The last couple of years I have come to the conclusion that you don't own stuff, it owns you. You must maintain it, groom it, upkeep, paint, mow, water, etc it. If I spend my whole life taking care of MY stuff, when will I have time to do my fathers work? I am realizing I am only passing through and eternity is a whole lot longer than my life. Which one do I want to invest in?
I haven't got it all down but hopefully we are headed in the right direction. Keep us in your prayers if you can.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Think about this...
THE OLD MAN!
As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my cart of groceries towards my car, I saw an old man with the hood of his car up and a lady sitting inside the car, with the door open.
The old man was looking at the engine. I put my groceries away in my car and continued to watch the old gentleman from about twenty five feet
Away..
I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in his arm, walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw him coming too and took a few steps towards him.
I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something. The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand new Cadillac Escalade and then turn back to the old man and I heard him yell at the old gentleman saying,
'You shouldn't even be allowed to drive a car at your age.' And then with a wave of his hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot.
I Saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief and mop his brow as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine.
He then went to his wife and spoke with her and appeared to tell her it would be okay. I had seen enough and I approached the old man. He saw me coming and stood straight and as I got near him I said, 'Looks like you're having a problem.'
He smiled sheepishly and quietly nodded his head. I looked under the hood myself and knew that whatever the problem was, it was beyond me. Looking around I saw a gas station up the road and told the old man that I would be right back... I drove to the station and
Went inside and saw three attendants working on cars. I approached one of them and related the problem the old man had with his car and offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him.
The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the problem (overheated engine) I spoke with the old gentleman.
When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit did you serve with?'
He had mentioned that he served with the first Marine Division at Tarawa, Saipan, Iwo Jima and Guadalcanal
...
He had hit all the big ones and retired from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood. They came over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by me and I told him I
Would just put the bill on my AAA card.
He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed had his name and address on it and I stuck it in my pocket.. We all shook hands all around again and I said my goodbye's to his wife.
I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the station. Once at the station I told them that they had interrupted their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me
One of them pulled out a card from his pocket looking exactly like the card the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then, that they were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.
For some reason I had gone about two blocks when I pulled over and took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time. The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his name.........
'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.'
I sat there motionless looking at the card and reading it over and over. I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled that on this day, four Marines had all come together, because one of us needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness and courage and an honor to have been in his presence.
Remember, OLD men Like him gave you FREEDOM for America ..
Thanks to those who served....& those who supported them.
America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the Mall. If you don't stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!
Remember, Freedom isn't Free, thousands have paid the price so you can enjoy what you have today.
As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my cart of groceries towards my car, I saw an old man with the hood of his car up and a lady sitting inside the car, with the door open.
The old man was looking at the engine. I put my groceries away in my car and continued to watch the old gentleman from about twenty five feet
Away..
I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in his arm, walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw him coming too and took a few steps towards him.
I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something. The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand new Cadillac Escalade and then turn back to the old man and I heard him yell at the old gentleman saying,
'You shouldn't even be allowed to drive a car at your age.' And then with a wave of his hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot.
I Saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief and mop his brow as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine.
He then went to his wife and spoke with her and appeared to tell her it would be okay. I had seen enough and I approached the old man. He saw me coming and stood straight and as I got near him I said, 'Looks like you're having a problem.'
He smiled sheepishly and quietly nodded his head. I looked under the hood myself and knew that whatever the problem was, it was beyond me. Looking around I saw a gas station up the road and told the old man that I would be right back... I drove to the station and
Went inside and saw three attendants working on cars. I approached one of them and related the problem the old man had with his car and offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him.
The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the problem (overheated engine) I spoke with the old gentleman.
When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit did you serve with?'
He had mentioned that he served with the first Marine Division at Tarawa, Saipan, Iwo Jima and Guadalcanal
...
He had hit all the big ones and retired from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood. They came over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by me and I told him I
Would just put the bill on my AAA card.
He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed had his name and address on it and I stuck it in my pocket.. We all shook hands all around again and I said my goodbye's to his wife.
I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the station. Once at the station I told them that they had interrupted their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me
One of them pulled out a card from his pocket looking exactly like the card the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then, that they were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.
For some reason I had gone about two blocks when I pulled over and took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time. The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his name.........
'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.'
I sat there motionless looking at the card and reading it over and over. I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled that on this day, four Marines had all come together, because one of us needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness and courage and an honor to have been in his presence.
Remember, OLD men Like him gave you FREEDOM for America ..
Thanks to those who served....& those who supported them.
America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the Mall. If you don't stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!
Remember, Freedom isn't Free, thousands have paid the price so you can enjoy what you have today.
Postage for gift sets
Package #1 consists of an 8 oz. jar of body whip and one large bar of oatmeal milk and honey soap. $8.00
Package #2 consists of 3 large bars of oatmeal, milk and honey soap. $ 10.00
Package #3 consists of one large bar of oatmeal, milk and honey soap, a 1 oz. spray mister of thieves oil and an 8 oz. jar of body whip. $16.00
I almost forgot that I was going to find out and post how much postage would be for the new gift sets. Its been averaging around $8.00 per set.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Now that is embarrassing.
This was in the news today. It was painted outside a NC school. An English teachers nightmare.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
A "possible" bath?
I was reading things on the internet, just crusing around and I found this. I thought it was cute so I am reposting it. I found it here:http://www.ehow.com/how_4714339_off-grid-bathing-running-water.html
Take a "possible" bath. My mother taught me that during the Great Depression, her family would do this. Fill a bowl with warm water. Dip a wash cloth into the warm water, lather it lightly with a soap like Dr. Bronner's and wash your face. Then, rinsing and re-soaping as needed, wash down as far as possible. At that point, start at your feet and wash up as far as possible. At the very end, wash "possible." The point being to wash your least dirty areas first, face, neck, chest, arms, armpits, torso. Then the next level would be your feet, and up your legs. The part that is left, your private areas, is the last to be washed. A possible bath takes about a gallon of water. Hair neither needs to be nor benefits from being washed daily.
Read more: How to live Off Grid - Bathing without running water eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/how_4714339_off-grid-bathing-running-water.html#ixzz0wGLeNmCI
Take a "possible" bath. My mother taught me that during the Great Depression, her family would do this. Fill a bowl with warm water. Dip a wash cloth into the warm water, lather it lightly with a soap like Dr. Bronner's and wash your face. Then, rinsing and re-soaping as needed, wash down as far as possible. At that point, start at your feet and wash up as far as possible. At the very end, wash "possible." The point being to wash your least dirty areas first, face, neck, chest, arms, armpits, torso. Then the next level would be your feet, and up your legs. The part that is left, your private areas, is the last to be washed. A possible bath takes about a gallon of water. Hair neither needs to be nor benefits from being washed daily.
Read more: How to live Off Grid - Bathing without running water eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/how_4714339_off-grid-bathing-running-water.html#ixzz0wGLeNmCI
Make your own dryer balls
I found this site with instructions to make your own dryer balls. Looks easy enough to me.
source:
http://www.savvyhomemade.com/homemade-dryer-balls.html
First day of school
The girls are doing their first day of the school year today. Its not real intense. We have been gathering books and lining things up all along but today they are making out their schedules. Deciding which subjects to do when. Making sure there are no gaps. I printed off their blank schedules and reading lists. When they were ready to begin we started off as we do everyday with Bible study. Now its quiet as they begin their day.
The next two months are going to be hard for all of us, school, packing, moving, making the last stone order, etc. but we can do it. We just have to remember to not stress about things and keep plugging along.
The next two months are going to be hard for all of us, school, packing, moving, making the last stone order, etc. but we can do it. We just have to remember to not stress about things and keep plugging along.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Free post it notes
When I visited Money Saving Mom's blog today I saw where coupons can be printed for post it notes. $1.00 off the new super sticky ones. Its PDF so you can print as many as you want. I printed 8. When I got to Wal Mart I found them on sale for $1.00 in the school supplies. Yeah. I only had to pay tax for 8 packages of sticky notes. Maybe you will want to print some coupons out and get some for yourself.
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