This is Killer.
This is the “cat adjustment area” of the new farmhouse. The pantry. (It’s a large pantry–there’s a washer and dryer in there, shelves, plenty of floor space, and a litter box.) We brought over my old cat, Buttercup, first. Then Wiggles and Squiggles. Then Sugar. Then Killer. (Killer is a misnomer. He is scared to death of the world. He is our dashboard kitten.)
Yesterday, we brought Spice. They’re all doing pretty good. We have a few more to get–Diego, Sunni, Weesie, and Lizzie. Add that to now four dogs, and hey, we’re set!
Just need some chickens.
In other excitement yesterday, Steve-the-Builder hooked up the electricity to the oven.
And said: “Where’s the cookies?”
Well, you know I had to make cookies for a man who spent six hours using his bionic abilities to get my oven into my cabinets.
Then I started some bread. Only I didn’t have any hot water, so I had to heat some up. (See all the construction paraphenalia still decorating my kitchen and living room?)
Which was a good test of the gas cooktop. I need to test everything while Steve-the-Builder is right here. In case something blows up and I need his bionic abilities.
Like a fitting on the water….stuff. (I bet Steve-the-Builder has a better word.)
Something went wrong yesterday, just in case I was going to think adversity had flown the coop, and we were out of water for a few hours, but Steve-the-Builder put on his magic cape and fixed it. Because, thanks to all of your great suggestions, I keep him chained in the basement now. And forever.
Then I made him set the clock on my new oven. I wonder if I can get him to fix the clock in my car, which hasn’t been right since Daylight Savings time hit?
I don’t understand this oven. It wants me to do all kinds of things. Have favorites. Set things ahead of time. “Hold” things. I just want it to bake stuff.
But hey, despite the complicated oven, I made bread.
In my new farmhouse.
ah, the smell of fresh baked bread! What a wonderful addition to your new farmhouse.
You have a lot of cats… 😮
On March 18, 2008 at 5:28 am
I *love* your new farmhouse. And how happy you are in it!
On March 18, 2008 at 5:31 am
Did you say you have a guest room? :hungry: Those bread and cookies look wonderful. I can almost smell them from here.
On March 18, 2008 at 5:35 am
Whooohoooo! …..it’s official…..you are Home! Congratulations!
homemade bread, makes it all real…
On March 18, 2008 at 5:46 am
3 great kids, 52, a new house, running water, fresh from the oven, warm homemade bread and cookies,ten cats, four dogs, and a cute builder chained in the basement. . . ah, what more could a woman want???
Oh, I know – chickens!
On March 18, 2008 at 6:15 am
I can smell the cookies and bread… :hungry: Are all of those cats INSIDE cats!!! LOL We have 2 indoor and a crap load of out door, cuz we farm so they are barn cats. Why did’nt you have water? water heater fuzzed up? Any word on the comforter? I think I saw it hitchhiking up here the other day!!! LOL
On March 18, 2008 at 6:36 am
Kim A. says:
Steve-the-Builder obviously is a genius. And/or a wizard. Could someone clone him, please? I have a lot of work that needs doing in my house! I’ll buy beer and pizza, but I’m not baking, though!
Mmm, those cookies and that bread look so yummy!
On March 18, 2008 at 6:43 am
Cyndi Lewis says:
Bread! The woman is in the middle of a major move and she makes bread. Can we come live with you? What’s a few more humans compared to all your pets.
On March 18, 2008 at 7:04 am
Now you’ve done it! I successfully fought off the fresh bread temptation, now I guess I’ll have to make some cookies. Geez, just when I thought I had it wooped. What’s that on Princess’s hand? Love that rooster!
On March 18, 2008 at 7:19 am
Jill S. says:
I’m in deadline hell and I need you to fly over and make me some bread. You don’t mind, right?
On March 18, 2008 at 8:29 am
Congratulations to all of you. Now the chickens……..and a horse!
On March 18, 2008 at 8:52 am
Steve. What beautiful eyes. Poor Steve. He has a bunch of cyber women after him. It’s so exciting to see the stove doing it’s thing! Do you think the way you feel about your stove is how our “great greats” felt about modern electricity?
I had NO idea you had that many cats. You’re the cat lady, aren’t you? They are lucky little paws to have you and your family!
On March 18, 2008 at 9:45 am
Claudia W says:
All that he can do and a gorgeous set of blue eyes too? MAN, send that man out my way. Oh I am sorry, I know he has a wife and kids. Oh but those eyes!
On March 18, 2008 at 10:25 am
Congrats on your first new house cooking experience! May you and all your loveys, human and otherwise, have many many more good times in you new abode! Do all your cats do the under-the-door thing? My ONE cat, Trey-you does too. Usually when someone is in the bathroom and has the audacity to shut the door on him. The nerve of those people!
On March 18, 2008 at 10:33 am
Kim W says:
How COOL is THAT?! Fresh baked bread AND cookies…now you’re REALLY home! How exciting for you. Thank Steve-the-builder for allowing all of us to watch his progress…also…thank him for NOT having a plumber’s crack!
Blessings from Ohio…
On March 18, 2008 at 10:58 am
You are having way too much fun(little adversities and all) in your new farmhouse.
Congrats on getting in.
Did I count 9 cats?
On March 18, 2008 at 11:20 am
Dear lord woman, you have alot of cats! Are they all house cats or do they come and go?
On March 18, 2008 at 1:20 pm
Suzanne…What altitude are you? Your cookies look a little thin and spread out. If you are above about 3000 feet, back off on your sugar and leavening. Start by halving both the sugar and the leavening to see how it goes. You’ll be surprised at how nicely they turn out. I’ll be your bread rises faster now than it did at sea level, too. By the way, enjoy your story very much.
On March 18, 2008 at 1:34 pm
Someone with more cats that me! Woot! *g* The cookies looked great, as did the bread!
On March 18, 2008 at 1:47 pm
mary burns says:
The cookies and bread look DELICIOUS!! Congrats on your new Farm Home and Kitchen!! Hugs, Mary
On March 18, 2008 at 2:02 pm
Hey you’re a step ahead of me. My last bread making attempt turned out more like a brick than a loaf of bread. I need more practice. What is it about a farmhouse that makes us want to bake bread anyway?
:shocked: I can’t believe how many cats you have.
On March 18, 2008 at 3:21 pm
Suzanne McMinn says:
Re the water–we needed to get some different fittings for some reason I don’t totally understand. It’s all mysterious Steve-the-Builder stuff.
Morgan’s hand–that was just where she’d drawn on her hand with a marker! (She wrote “smile” on her hand, which she says is her new favorite word.)
I love candles, so even when I’m baking something that smells great, I’m burning candles!
Yeah, how I feel about my gadgety oven is probably how some older people feel about computers!
I think all my cats do that paw under the door thing! They’re mostly indoor-outdoor cats. When the weather’s nice, they spend a lot of time outside–hunting!
About my cookies–I like some types of cookies (chocolate chip, for one) thin and crispy on the edges and soft in the middle, so I make them that way on purpose by using 1/2 cup less flour than would usually be called for in the recipe and cutting the baking time just a little so they stay soft in the middle. (Our altitude isn’t anywhere near that high!)
On March 18, 2008 at 3:36 pm
Tori Lennox says:
Wow, I didn’t realize you had that many cats!
The cookies look delish!!!
On March 18, 2008 at 4:40 pm
That bread looks so yummy!
On March 18, 2008 at 5:00 pm
Lol on how shocked everyone is on the cats. You do have me beat but I usually get the same comments (I have 6 that always stay inside (used to be 7) and my ferals/strays always stay outside – I’ve had 5 for ages but that changes when the males come and go. I wonder what your cats are going to think about when you get your chickens :shocked:
I haven’t had home made bread for years and years – not much of a baker lol.
On March 18, 2008 at 6:57 pm
Linda in San Diego says:
Careful, my oven has a Sabbath setting, which when triggered (by the DH) forces the clock to display “Sab” and nothing else, which then forces me to go to the instructions (which are unreadable/invisile to/by anyone containing the Y chromosome) to remember how to unset the Sabbath setting. In the olden days, the observant had a non observant who would come in and turn on and off all appliances so the observant could observe the Sabbath. Another bionic function I am sure!
Enjoy your new farmhouse – and when are you “resetting” the Christmas room? :typing:
On March 18, 2008 at 9:55 pm