Saturday, May 30, 2009

Strange weekend.

This weekend Jack participated in his first fathers and sons campout. From the reports I hear, 'twas an overwhelming success. When asked if he liked camping, Jack responded, "I LOOOOVE camping!!" In keeping with the tradition of fathers and sons campouts, it rained...despite the fact that we are at the beginning of the dry season  in one of the driest parts of the United States. Go figure.

Since I have no daughters, I stayed at home. All by myself. This was actually my second night in a row all by myself. So, what does a girl do in such a situation? Pull out the Breyers and sit down in front of a Sandra Bullock movie? Settle down with a hefty tome? Go to bed at 7pm?

None of the above.

I ordered $1100 in food storage and related supplies. The task that has been hanging over my head for SIX years can finally be checked off. I've been researching for months now--trying to find good web sites where I can get long-term supplies that I will actually rotate through (e.g. brown rice, steel cut oats, whole wheat pasta, a large variety of beans) and deciding how much of what stuff I need. The problem was finding prices that didn't make me feel guilty for not going to the cannery to pay less for supplies that I was less excited about and much less likely to use.

On Thursday night I found Walton Feed*.Seriously great prices on harder-to-find long term food storage. I plan on putting in another order in about six months for the less "absolutely essential" items, like dried fruits and freeze-dried vegetables once I do some more thinking, planning, and daydreaming. As my mom told me just the other day, there's nothing better to spend your money on than food. 

Wow. I so obviously came from her womb.

What may appear to be the lamest way to spend a Friday night ever was so much fun for me. Because not only do I feel such a weight off my shoulders for finally getting this done (I had tried the "gradually accumulate your storage" method on and off for the last two years and it obviously did not work for me) but I was also able to indulge in my nerdy and slightly embarassing gastronomical leanings. Not much more makes me smile than the thought of, among other things, 200 pounds of dried legumes (garbanzos! black! navy! adzukis!) being delivered to my door step in approximately twelve days.  

Wrapping up what may be the most unfocused blog post ever, I will report that despite having the opportunity to sleep in as late as I wanted this morning, I couldn't make it past 6:14AM. So I got up and pruned a shrub. 

*Some of the things I'm less excited about, but still need for a good, realistic supply (i.e. white flour, white flour, sugar, and pinto beans) are still cheaper at Costco. Those will be picked up today. 




Thursday, May 28, 2009

2009 Utah Valley Appearances.

Dear members of the John Allgood Tyrone Bailey Fan Club,

I will be making an appearance in the Provo/Orem area not once, but TWICE this summer. My manager thinks maximum exposure to my greatest fans (i.e. my progenitors) will be a good thing for my blossoming career.

My first appearance will take place July 3rd-July 11th. This trip is pretty much booked already. All of my cousins are joining me on this tour, so the majority of time has been set aside for pool parties, picnics, fireworks, family pictures, and hiking.

The second appearance is set for August 5th-August 14th. My second-biggest crush ever is getting married, and I need to make sure to catch a final glimpse of her before she becomes Mrs. Mountain Man (Don't mock me, it's totally legal for second cousins to get married...I had a chance!). My schedule is pretty open on this one. So contact me if you want to schedule a rendezvous.

Mom will be with me on both trips, Dad will stay behind in August (minor details).

Ciao,
"Mountain Climber Tyrone to the Rescue"

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Learning to spell.

Jack was playing with his alphabet magnets today when I overheard, 

"T-J-A-C-K. That spells Tyrone!!!"

How to flatter Allan.

My almost-five-year-old niece, Eliza, informed her mom, "I'm falling in love with Uncle Allan because he talks handsome."