As with all things we do, our project to install our woodstove at the executive deer stand has gone slowly. About a year ago, some friends helped me cut a hole in our perfectly good roof and feed a stovepipe through it. Emily thinks we stalled like that for a year, but I prefer to think of that year as all-season, extreme weather testing. Finally, in the last few weeks, we found a little room to breathe in our schedule and finished actually attaching the stove to the well-tested stovepipe!
The funny thing is that we actually bought the stove about 4 years ago. Four years ago we were optimistic on how long it would take us to build the cabin…”oh, about 6 months, right?” Yeah…right…
Anyhow, we fired up the stove with the first fire and it was glorious! Although it was an unseasonable 70 degrees, it will still absolutely wonderful to enjoy its heat. I was a little ridiculous, but I bet I ran back and forth outside ten times watching for smoke in the chimney…I just wanted to see it work! Of course, it was a good fire so didn’t produce much smoke which was good and bad I guess.
And what will we burn in this stove you ask? We just happened to have to cut down a few trees at our house. The lumberjacks left the tree cut up in sections, but unsplit on the ground where it dropped. All together, I think we had wood from 4 or 5 trees. We burned a bunch in the firepit but still have a really good pile of wood….or actually, several really good piles.
At first, I wanted to buy a woodsplitter but decided to rent one instead…right decision. We knocked out splitting a lot of wood in a weekend and hauled it to our woodshed at the deer stand over the course of a few weeks…
So, now we can let it snow and blow. Assuming we can get near the cabin, we can be plenty warm!
I can’t sing worth a nickel…maybe I could, at some point, sing better, but I have never been much of a singer. For some reason, though, I was in chorus in school. I was even in show choir. For me, I guess it was to be around more females. You see, in my little school, males didn’t really do chorus. I figured my odds were better that way. Not being worth anything as a singer, all I can figure is that the director just needed warmish male bodies to move the risers and the piano.
I’m in both pics…I look a little different now…these pics are not mine but I appreciate using them
So, in addition to chorus, I participated in a production of Bye Bye Birdie, the musical. I’ll leave it to you to find the story, but it was a fun musical in which I had a small bit-role. I honestly don’t even remember what the role was, but I am sure I was brilliant in it! It’s funny, but that production, or rather it’s music has really stuck with me. Whenever I hear someone say “bye bye”, I always sing in my head, “…birdie, good bye…bye bye birdie, don’t cry…”. I try it on the kids, but they always look at me like I am crazy.
Ok, so to the real point of this…I shaved off my offering for No-Shave-November at the end of last month. It really had gotten to be a nuisance and I was happy to see it go…bye bye beardie, good-bye…bye bye beardie, don’t cry. Gee whiz I was happy to see it go. God bless people who have beards and who like beards, but it just isn’t for me! I always felt like I had things crawling on my face…strike 1. Emily called it No-Kiss-November…strike 2. Many people said I looked older and with all of the gray that has apparently developed, I am out with strike 3!
Anyhow, I always like to shave it off in bits to see just how ridiculous I can look. It doesn’t last long…maybe a few days…just long enough to irritate Emily and embarrass the kids!