Goodbye... summer!!!!!

Wow, you blink and it's over! Just like that. See ya summer, hello fall. So of course at this time of year there's a bazillion things to finish up, because you spent too much "down" time over the summer, taking advantage of those rare, nice sunny days when they occurred by kayaking or fishing or both or sitting and reading on the deck.... ahhh, summer! Nice to see ya, but with all this rain lately, I'm happy to see you go. At least at -20 there is no mud.

I'm working on my next Herschel trip post, but it isn't going too fast! Too much to do around the homestead to focus on thinking and posting about the trip. So instead here's a totally non-planned, spontaneous post. :)

The push is on to prep for winter and there's some exciting plans around these parts, the most exciting thing being - indoor plumbing!! Eek! Say it ain't so Stacie... after 10yrs of NO running water, plumbing, you are going to move into the modern world?? Heck yeah! I'm FINALLY sick of hauling water in buckets. Hm, not bad, 10yrs is a good go. But I'm done with that nonsense. I have a full plumbing post planned + the history of plumbing worldwide. Isn't that something everyone is interested in?!?!

In the meantime, I'm excited to say that a giganto(for me) water tank is on it's way, as is a huge soaker tub in my newly constructed bathroom. Sweet!

Things were actually moving along ok this summer, I was even working on widening the dog trail in the steep gully of doom when this happened:

Oh, just a wee burn. I somehow managed to burn my left leg on the RIGHT exhaust... don't even ask how. Let's just say stupid things happen to me that are completely NOT my fault.


The blister started forming within an hour. Ok, this ain't your regular burn. At this point it didn't hurt at all! I was a bit worried thinking I burned the nerves or something, even though the burn didn't seem that deep.

Oh, then the blister popped and it became super tender. I had it covered and at one point ran out of dressing at work an drove home. By the time I got home my sock was stuck to it, aghhh!!! Let's just say there was some screaming in the cabin that day.

Now I'm on day 8 or so and it still hurts and looks even more disgusting. I'm warning you now... it's pretty gross so scroll fast or just leave altogether if you're squeamish!!

Complete grossness... you've been warned!!! I know some of you freaks out there love this stuff, haha.

Ok, this is disgusting. And no, that's not pus, it's just the Polysporin I was told to put on it. And yes! I am dirty, but the wound was covered as I rolled around in the dirt working on plumbing today! Hey, it's been raining! :)

Gah, I think a visit to the Dr. is finally necessary. I need to get these feet in hockey skates in THREE weeks!!!

In other not-so-painful news:

I am reguarly being harassed by wildlife.


So I decide to give Pooh Bear! a talking to!! It's a stand-off.


She is damned stubborn. Even my stern looks do nothing. Darnit.

So remember when your mom told you not to play hockey in the house? I do...

(you can see PB! and D/H's dog, Lucky watching us. They wanted to chase the "puck" but were a little wary of the sticks and our screaming!! HAHA)

So I got my own house (cabin) with a crappy plywood floor and voila!! Cabin hockey!

Sturdy appliances are key. A fridge that can take a rubber hockey puck is a necessity (that's Dave working on his wrist shot, me getting out of the way because I HATE being in goal, and Heather is playing hockey photographer).

Hellooooo fall!!! :)