Though we are not roughing quite as much as these happy 1950's campers, we are roughing it. We have managed to set up my computer in the corner of the little cottage and two beds fill the small living room. Myself, hubby, the two dogs, two fish and Gussie are sharing this one room with a narrow path between boxes to the little cottage kitchen. The one bedroom is filled with boxes of items awaiting their freedom.
We managed, last night, to sweep off the little porch (my last tenent here had dogs and the smell was horrid) and arrange some furniture and throw together a small dinner and a fire in the metal firepit. It was still an exhausting day. Four days left until the tenents are out of the main house and we and all our 'things' can be liberated. Even my last four chickens (those that did not get sold, I couldn't give up fresh eggs come fall!) are huddled in their antique wooden chicken crate/carrier awaiting my throwing together a sort of 'chicken playpen' for them to scratch and enjoy some grass until their new home can be built. It is all an adventure for sure.
Today I am off with the dogs to my mother in laws house here for a nice hot shower, and room to stretch and swim (she lives on the water). Then it is back to work here. I will attempt tomorrow to try a good old fashioned post. These are the days that SPAM were made for, right? Though, Gussie did just scour and clean out the little cottage kitchen here (our previous nights attempts at dinner resulted in the little cottage filling with smoke and our running out cursing then laughing at our folly), but perhaps a dinner in a skillet over the fire might be fun tonight, we shall see.
Maybe some fun stories from you about various camping or rustic cottage adventures. Often when one is so stripped of the usual 'convienances' we begin to see the very basic things we really need and enjoy and what is just pretense or more work. Let's find out, share away:
I think it is amazing you are posting at all with everything you have going on! Good luck with the main house move and may you be able to maintain your grace and sense of adventure!
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hooray! at least you are THERE! i hope your camp-out is short and sweet. we have actually managed some pretty good cooking on a campfire w/cast iron pots and pans. we make bacon and eggs and oatmeal for breakfasts, and even french toast. dinner options in a skillet include: sausages and fried potatoes, and chicken and sauteed veg. boiled water for coffee tastes a little funky w/the cast iron, but if we use the french press, it's strong enough to kill most of it...good luck.
ReplyDeleteYou were able to throw together a small dinner? That makes a real impression on me. When I get overwhelmed, dinner puts me right over the edge. You're a real trooper.
ReplyDeleteI guess a 50's housewife moving in to a new home would still be expected to rustle something up, huh? Like that episode of Little House (I think it was)...the poor woman put out a house fire yet still was able to call the family for dinner later. Wow.
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Sounds like a lovely break to energize yourselves for moving into the main house.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure even the small cabin feels warm and homey. :)
S
Good luck with the unpacking!!
ReplyDeleteI've just come across a blog, thinkinghousewife, in which some of you ladies may be interested. With the recent subject of neighbourhoods there's a delightful description of one in Thurs Sept, 3, 09, "A Walk in a Patriarchal Neighborhood". Also down the bottom right sidebar under FEATURED POSTS is a fun article called "The New Wave Academy for Women" written by Laura Wood Thursday, July 30, 2009.
ReplyDeleteAll the best with your moving and re-settling. You're doing a great job making a home and memories in unpheaval and under those temporary conditions.Thanks for still taking the time to write in your blog. From Linda
I remember a summer vacation at a primitive campground. We had a pup tent, wool blanket, two sleeping bags, and a charcoal grill that had a shiny 'cooktop'. We didn't even carry along a flashlight, nor was there running water! Yet I managed a tasty enough meal each night that brought campers out of neighboring sights to ask "What's cooking?" And there were flowers in a coffee mug on the picnic table. It was lovely...one of the nicest memories of a former marriage.
ReplyDeleteI'd think you'd be used to the camp-cookery from all those camping days, anyway! :)
ReplyDeleteJust a few more days and you can begin stage...uh, three?? of moving.
btw, isn't the weather lovely!? Don't you just adore september on the cape...especially with labor day just moments away!!
I wanted to let you know I'm having another giveaway. I think the topic is post-1955, though. Not sure:
ReplyDeleteI'm giving away a book about Easy Bake Ovens!
Come and see:
http://havenofhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/contest-guess-colorand-win.html
Will we get to see pictures after you've gotten everything unpacked and set up? Will you do posts about the decorating challenges of adapting one era of decor in a house from a different era? (I've BTDT, and not succeeded!)