Day 53: Recovery and Recharging

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Well, I have to say, my timing is certainly terrible.  I managed to keep my posts going all through the run up to the goat homecoming, and then I let them drop right as the goats get here.  So I wasn’t able to share in all of the fun with you guys out there.  Now the situation has changed, and I have lots of pictures.

For some reason on Thursday morning something inside my soul let loose with an almost audible snap.  I don’t think I have ever had a panic attack before in my life, but I sure as hell did that morning.  I could barely function for close to an hour.  If you have ever had someone say the walls are closing in, and you have never had a panic attack, you have no idea what they are talking about.  That is the single most humbling, embarrassing, powerful burst of emotion you can feel in your life.  I have no idea if I was just pushing myself too hard or what, but I was not in a happy place.  So I decided to slack off and take it easy for a couple of days and allow myself a chance to recover.  I am hoping to be able to dive into my blog again, as I do enjoy writing it, but I never want to be in that emotional state again, so we will see.

Pepperoncini and Verbena:

These were our two cute little Nigerian Dwarf Goats and Jenn (Hi Jenn).  The all black one standing up was the girl, Verbena, and the white frosted one laying down is Pepperoncini.  Having never had goats before, I would describe goats as cats, but with enough brains to get into real trouble.  They know how to listen, they just choose not to.  These damn goats would actually climb up into your lap to sit there and get petted.  They were absolutely adorable.

Here is little Peppers engaged in his absolute favorite activity, getting curry combed by Jenn.

This is Peppers all tired out from his second favorite activity, eating twigs off of my wood pile.  Damn goats.  Also, watching goats lay down is absolutely adorable.  They just hunker down on their front knees and its really cute.

I would say my goat feeder worked out just fine.  They both enjoyed the crud out of their alfalfa.

Here is little Peppers with my dog Sasha.  Not exactly best friends yet, but at least they accepted each other.  I don’t have one of Beans with the dogs, and thats crucial to the story.

Note all through this post I have referred to goats in the past tense.  Unfortunately, we had to take little Pepperoncini and Verbena back to the farm where we got them.  They were absolutely adorable to have around, and I loved their cuteness and their antics.  Unfortunately, sometimes you have to do whats best for all of the animals, and not you.  Our dogs have to come first, and Verbena just could not accept them.  She was unable to bond with them, and was terrible afraid.  She actually head-butted Sasha on the shoulder one night, so of course my coward was now terrified as well.  We was constantly tense and on watch with them.  Since we refused to restrict our dogs, and having a terrified goat is cruel, we took them home.

Verbena was just way too bonded to her herd, Peppers would have loved to stay with us.  Taking them back home was very sad.  Beans ran off with the other goats and didn’t look back, she was happier there.  Peppers just stayed by the fence waiting for us to come in and play with him. He was happier with us.  So its sad, but it was best for everyone.

We are not giving up on the Nigerian Dwarf Goats though.  The farm has two little baby goats for us, also a boy and a girl.  We are going to pick them up soon, after I finish goat proofing the yard.  Since they are smaller, we think they will have an easier time with the dogs.  Also, since they are young, the haven’t been part of the big herd yet, so they shouldn’t miss them when they come here.  We are pretty sure they will think my dog Maggie is their new goat mommy, which will thrill Maggie to no end.  I will post pics as soon as I have some.

Having two full size Nigerian Dwarf Goats was helpful though.  I know what I have to do to proof the yard for them.  Ask my poor little Trovita Orange Tree how good I am at building goat fences.  Lets just say version 2.o will be better.  I will outline my improvements tomorrow.

Paleo Portion:

I made the mistake of falling off my paleo wagon for a few days, and boy am I paying for it.  I think the gluten was giving me a pain in my stomach, but its hard to separate the food from my stress level.  Jenn made tasty rosemary chicken and yellow rice last night.  It was really good.  We got more awesome food from the market yesterday too.  So hopefully I will stay on track, and feel better with a reduced stress load for a few days.


Day 48: Goat Feeders and Garages


Yesterday was every bit as exhausting and at some points frustrating as I had been afraid it would be.  I did get some forward progress on my To-Do lists, but not as much as I had hoped.  Even with a major setback, I would still say my project turned out really well.  We also got a chance to check out an awesome local business for the first time.  Its one that we have been saying we need to go see for years, and we finally did it.

So yesterday morning, eventually, we headed out to run our errands.  I dropped off two more boxes of books at goodwill, trimming my remainder pile down even further.  We picked up some puppy pads for the bottom of the chick cage, as well as some new chick food.  We also got a goat water dish for our Nigerian Dwarf Goats.  Its made from recycled tired, which means it should be able to stand up to goat abuse.

Then on the way home, we stopped off at Old Town Feed and Supply.  Its a cute little feed store just off of the road on my commute every day.  They have little bunnies and chickens every spring, and we have been saying we should go for literally the entire time we have lived here in Tucson.  Yesterday, we finally did.  This place was awesome.  Anything you needed for horses, chickens, wild birds or pet dogs, they had there.  On top of that, I now get to kick myself for not stopping sooner, since their prices were amazing.  They had some little baby turkeys in a bin up front, man they are adorable.  We got some chewies for the dogs, a quail block, and a nice bail of alfalfa for the goats.

It would be at this point that the day turned south a little.  Our Envoy has a tailgate that likes to not work ever since the thumb-fingered baboons at Tucson Dodge decided that it didn’t really need to do a function it was supposed to do.  So they took it apart, “repaired it”, charged us lots of money, and it hasn’t worked right since.  So next time you need a car, trust a homeless guy with an AK before you trust these idiots.  So on the way home, with a bale of alfalfa in the back, our tailgate decides it doesn’t want to close.  So we ride the last few miles home with a swinging gate.  We finally patched it closed, and now I get to spend a large part of my day in the waiting area at a car dealership.  I look forward to that joy.  Here is a shot of the ghetto work, just for kicks.

Once I got home though, I was able to build an awesome goat feeder for our Nigerian Dwarf Goats.  Now there is nothing to stop us from bringing them home on Wednesday, assuming we get the tailgate fixed.

This little guy is about 5 feet high, and holds a standard bale of alfalfa hay nicely.  I made it entirely from reclaimed wood from our old garden.  It holds the food up off the ground so it stays dry, also it healthy for the little goats to reach up for their food.  It helps keep them from getting gas, and also from wasting their hay all over the ground.  I can’t wait to see them get into feeder related shenanigans.

Paleo portion:
I really didn’t eat much yesterday, so I won’t waste time on it. I have noticed on days that I do lots of work, I just don’t feel like eating. I did have half of a killer watermelon though. It was tasty.

Day 46: Recharging and Refilling

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Well, today was my first full day home from Florida, where I ran smack dab into the downside of your body acclimating really well to a new time zone.  Combining that with the effects of gluten toxicity purging from my body, and I just felt crappy.  It was amazing to me on one level how quickly all of my efforts were undone.  I hope that it won’t take me as long this time to purge the residue this time, but at least in the short run, its not less violent.  Also, amazing was how quickly I regained a soda addiction.  For the most part, I never really had one, certainly compared to a lot of people.  Yet when you think you don’t have one, go drink pop for a week and tell me how it works out when it comes time to stop.  I barely drank pop before, and I would love to have one now.  So yeah, its addictive.

So although I didn’t get the large number of things done that I wanted to, in fact I spent most of the day watching “Food Network Star” and playing Max Payne 3, I did get to see how far everything has come since I left.  Our little Trovita Orange Tree is coming along nicely.  I am not 100% sure he has put on any new leaves, but he for sure has stretched up to the sun.  The mesquite tree I planted has most certainly sprouted some new leaves, about 10 if we counted correct.  You think of trees taking forever to grow, and sometimes its till amazing that it doesn’t take really that long.  Lastly, my little chickens are much less little now.  They are growing like gangbusters.  I really hope I feel better on Monday, as I will have to build them a coop whether I feel well or not.

Here are the little ladies all playing around in their cage, first thing in the morning.

Here is a baby Welsummer artfully posing for us.  As you can see, they have about tripled in size in the last week or so.

Refilling the Kitchen:

The house was starting to look a little bare, so we went to Market on the Move to refill on veggies, and Sam’s Club for some dairy needs.  The haul from Market was tremendous.  Normally I list off what we got just for reference purposes, but this week I can’t, I am not sure I can count that high.  I know we got some tasty pablano peppers, some yellow banana peppers, tons of green peppers, tons of yellow squash, piles of tomatoes and 4 honeydew.  Essentially, way more product than we can use in a week.  Jenn had the awesome idea to store the peppers.  This will give us some peppers to use in the summer months when there is a market only every two weeks.  We might even end canning some of the small peppers and tomato sauce.

Went to Sam’s club as well for our dairy needs, and got some tasty stuff there.  I bring this up only because, it was the first trip where the only thing we impulsed was a watermelon.  Nuts to you brightly colored displays of useless crap.  We also might have hit on an idea for our chicken coop.  We might be able to use a big 150 gallon deck container instead of building the actual coop.  Will have to see how much the cost is versus the labor involved.

Paleo Portion:


Skipped due to market on the move.  Had some coffee when we got back


We reheated some leftover burgers from the night before.  Very good curry burgers.  If you mix some curry paste in your ground beef with some cumin, its amazing.


For dinner we made some super tasty veggie egg scramble with bacon.  Just cut up 4 strips of bacon and brown with onions.  Cut up 4 tomatoes and 2 pablano peppers, throw those in to cook once onions are brown.  Once those are cooked, mix in about 12 eggs.  The bacon fat keeps it from sticking, and gives it great flavor.  Was very tasty.  Honeydew for dessert.

Weight: 240

I gained 5 pounds in five days.  Damn you Florida.  Two years in a row you make me fat.  At least this year I can fix it.

Day 45: Home at Last

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Well, as you may have guessed from the title, I am finally home from my trip.  I have to say, there really is no place like home.  The entire time I was away, I couldn’t wait to get back.  I missed my beautiful wife.  I missed my obnoxious puppies.  I missed my cute little chickens.  I missed my yard.  Lastly, I missed my mattress.  Its so bad, I have actually concluded that I am allergic to the outside world.  Not to go into any kind of details, but something in my hotel room was causing my skin to break out everywhere.  It was absolutely terrible.

Travel actually ended up working out pretty well compared to some past trips of mine.  Flying through Phoenix was a much better way for me to go.  Also, I flew on an Airbus aircraft instead of the traditional Boeing.  Some advice there great American aircraft company, if you want to keep functioning, build your aircraft bigger.  I wouldn’t say I had a ton of space, but I certainly had more room on that plane than I have on any others in a long time.

I look forward to being able to restart my paleo lifestyle now that I am at home.  As I mentioned yesterday, it was exceedingly hard to stick to a paleo diet in a buffet setting.  There were really very few things I could eat that weren’t based entirely or partly on carbs.  It was like watching the American diet in microcosm.  Everything was bread and carbs.  Sure there was some meat, but even it found a way to be coated in carbs either as breading or as a glaze.  There was no escaping it.  Grab your bread, your breaded meat, and your potatoes.  Here is some veggies, but they are clearly optional.  Oh and for dessert, carbs and sugar.  It was terrible.

I did my absolute best to avoid disaster, and in the week I was gone, I gained 5 pounds.  Thats a pound a day.  I can already feel it all starting to detox out of my system.  I am tired, sore, and just in general don’t feel like my new paleo self.  Its such a stretch to remember that I used to feel like this all the time.  I am such a happier person now, its amazing how much of that depends on food.  We truly are what we eat.  No wonder we often feel like garbage.


The satisfaction of doing it yourself

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Greetings once again from sunny Florida where hopefully I am enjoying myself, but probably not so much.

I have learned something in the last few weeks, and its something that I suspect was once common knowledge, and has been lost.  These is a tremendous satisfaction in building or doing things for yourself.  I feel that this is a thread that has been lost in our culture, and I think it affects our personal and national pride.

In the last few weeks, I have planted two trees in my yard.  I have installed a coyote catcher on my fence.  Jenn and I have been raising baby chickens.  I tore down a garden structure.  Jenn planted a bunch of food plants.  Lastly, just this morning (as of writing) I finished building a goat house in my yard.  The goat house was the very first time I envisioned a structure in my mind, and was able to create it wholly in the world.  When I get back from Florida, I plan on building some square-foot gardens and a chicken coop.

I have never done any of this before.  In the past, my solution would have been to pay someone else do it, or to not do it at all.  I would never have known the satisfaction working with my own hands.  It creates such an energy in your soul.  To go out into the sun, and sweat from honest labor is a new experience for me. Its energizing and invigorating in a way I never imagined.

How many people have also gone their entire lives and never built anything?  They take pride in how much they pay the gardener, the baby sitter and the maid.  They don’t know how to change their spark plugs, change a tire, put in a post, frame out a wall, or even to trim a tree.  Whats the worst thing that can happen?  Get out there and do it.  Facebook will still be there when you are done.

What the hell happened to us?  We are the lost children of the same great nation that reached across two oceans to crush fascism, settled a continent, split the atom, touched the moon, and once built the best of everything in the world.  We were a nation of pioneers that went and settled where no European, and sometimes no man at all, had ever seen before.  We settled a great nation, and built ourselves up from nothing, to stand strong enough to spit in the face of our colonial masters.  If we couldn’t do it, it couldn’t be done.

That great soul still lies within us, if we only know where to look.  I felt a fleeting touch of it this week as I built and worked.  I know that somewhere inside of me lies the rest of it.  I want to find it, channel it, and live it.  I will go forward, unafraid to fail, because I know it will make me stronger.  Its out there for everyone, you just have to reach for it.

Doesn’t that feel like it’s missing from this country?  We are now a nation without purpose, and I believe one reason is because we don’t build anymore.  We have a generation that takes pride on doing nothing.  They go to school to avoid working.  They look for an office job because they are afraid of working with their hands.  They bitch that the government doesn’t take care of them enough because they don’t want to work too hard.  Go tell your grandfather that sweated for 12 hours a day in a steel mill, or worked from sun up to sun down on a farm, that you can just hire someone.  He would whoop your ass.

We don’t stand tall anymore, because we don’t believe that we can overcome any challenge anymore.  Whether as a nation, or in our own lives, we walk softly, but we dropped the big stick.  Stop paying everyone else to do for you, get out there and do it yourself.  We do so many things to fill the void inside of us, whether its sex, drugs or rock and roll.  Maybe we should actually build something to fill that void, and maybe make the world better while we do it.

Why you are a Libertarian (whether you know it or not).

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What do you think of when you think of a libertarian?  If you are a statist, you probably think of a bomb flinging anarchist.  If you are a conservative, you see someone who wants to pass out pot to gay people on their way to getting married.  If you are a liberal, you see someone who uses their knife to pull the trigger on their gun while they run over homeless people they refuse to help.

No matter what you thought of. you are wrong.  If you think you are anything other than a libertarian, you missed the point.  You are a libertarian, whether you know it or not.  The sooner we get more people to realize that truth, the better off we will be. Check out this quick quiz.  Its only 10 questions, just check it out.

Libertarianism is the true art of finding common ground, by respecting all peoples as equal.  A less eloquent way to put it is, you are free to swing your fist as hard as you want, until you connect with someone.  Libertarians believe that all men are born free, and created equal.  No matter what it is you want to do, you have the freedom to do so, as long as it doesn’t harm others.  Doesn’t that sound like something we could use more of in this country?

That sounds so simple, people tend to think it won’t work.  Yet what issues won’t that solve?  If you want to live gay, go for it, it’s none of the governments business.  If you want to do drugs, go for it.  As long as you don’t endanger anyone else.  By the way, we already have that function for alcohol.  If you want to own a big gun, go for it.  If you hurt someone with it, you are going away for a long time.

This works for every issue, I simply chose to use some of the most divisive and politically charged issues I could think of.  We have convinced ourselves that we know better how our neighbor should live their life, that we try to use government to enforce our values on someone else.  Who gave us the right to dictate what someone does in their own home?  Do you want the government coming in to your living room and telling you what to do?  Of course not.

Thats why I know that in our souls, each of us is a Libertarian.  Because none of us want someone else telling us what to do.  If you believe that you should be free to do whatever you want, but someone else should be restricted, then that makes you a hypocrite.  When explained simply, Libertarianism isn’t a unified philosophy.  In fact, getting libertarians to agree is like herding cats down a hall way.  Yet it works, because its most basic tenet is the freedom to live your life by your own code as long as it hurts no one else.  That is the core of tribal philosophy, and we need to start remembering that.  So much energy is wasted in trying to get others to conform to an ideal not their own.  Every day we either become more free, or less free.  Isn’t it about time we became more free.

Day 39: Hawks, Markets and Peeps.

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Market on the Move:

Today was the day for market on the move.  Once again, the level of the produce was amazing.  We got 16 cucumbers, 16 squash, 17 green chili’s, 42 tomatoes, 2 cartons of grape tomatoes, and 2 honeydew.  All for a whopping $10.  I continue to love that place, and I look forward to going as often as possible.  Last week it was located more on our side of town.  This week, it was in the heart of central Tucson.  Lets just say, the crowd was different.  Last week it was hippies and college kids, this week was white trash and Mexicans.  Doesn’t really bother me, except Mexicans don’t know how to form a line.  At all.  They like to leave yard wide gaps between people.  So we discovered that it was worth $100 to us to cut in line.  Which is to say, we noticed that the members line was empty.  We had been planning on joining anyway, this just gave us an excuse.  So now we pay half price each week for our groceries.  If we go to 20 markets it pays for itself.  We also get to use the shorter line.  Which to me, is worth the money all by itself.

The Hawk:

While I was getting dressed this morning, I heard a yell.  Jenn called me out to the kitchen, where I was able to take this picture.

To put that in perspective, that is a really big bird occupying our little bird bath.  Since my camera sucks, I went to the internet for a second option.

As you can see from the caption, thats a Sharp Shinned Hawk.  The one in our yard had a fuzzy butt.  So I can either assume he was still a juvenile, or he was molting.   Either way, he hung out in the bird bath, pooped in it a few times, and left.  We got to watch him for about 10 minutes.


We had another loss last night.  One of our Salmon Favorelles passed away.  Judging from the symptoms, Jenn thinks its “Brooder Pneumonia”.  Its not contagious, but it can strike at any of our little peeps if their systems get weak.  Hopefully we won’t have anymore losses. We do have some more pictures of the babies.  Although, they might be blind now.

According to eye witness reports from the camera babe, the best way to make 14 peeps jump in unison is to take their picture.  At least now you can see the difference in all 3 breeds.  The brown ones are of course the Welsummer chicks.  The ones that look full on yellow, like the upper left chick in the top picture, are the Salmon Favorelles.  Lastly, the almost orange-y ones are the Orpingtons.  They are growing little tail feathers, and starting to have more of a shape.  They are still adorable.

Paleo Portion:


With the market on the move, there was no time to eat.  So I took a little leftover sirloin roast and ate it on the way to work


Nothing, but I was getting hungry.


Yellow squash



Tomatoes stuffed with Monterey Jack

Green Chilli’s stuffed with Monterey Jack

Sirloin Steak

OMG.  Dinner was amazing.  We grilled everything except the chilli’s and tomatoes.  Those we did up in the toaster oven.  The green chillies were the absolute best ones I have ever had.  I am not always a fan of them, but these were epic. They went so well with the steak, its not even funny.

Weight: 235.

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