Monday, May 22, 2023

3 things

a man should always carry.

I can't believe I haven't posted this before. I searched though and couldn't find it.

1. A pocketknife. The knife I carry is bigger than a typical pocketknife: a Buck 110. I can and do use this knife for almost every chore and task requiring a knife except butchering and sticking a steer and the largest hogs. (Buck 110 pictured)


However, a much smaller knife will due; for instance, the Shrade 330T, which has 2 blades is great for all small jobs.

2. Handkerchief. You never know when you are going to sneeze, when your child will have a runny nose, when you will happen across a weeping lady, or when you just need to wipe sweat off your brow. Personally, I prefer bandana types as they are most versatile.

3. A rosary. Need I expound on this?

Note that all three items may be useful to yourself and to others. So, in the final analysis, it is the charitable thing to do to have these items AND to use them!

Oremus pro invicem!



Friday, May 19, 2023

the move

I am reading a book now on Catholic homesteading. It is interesting that the first part of the book justifies or gives reasons for moving back to the land. It brings me back to our own move.

I remember our path to our homestead (all 1.93 acres of it) and all the research we did. At the end of the day, I was convinced that for us (our particular family), this was the best way to live, the best way to become close to God, the best way to raise our particular children. I felt if we didn't make the move when given the opportunity it would go against what I knew was right - it would going against my conscience.

Oremus pro invicem!

Thursday, May 18, 2023

We're getting it ...

that is, rain! Steady sprinkle for a few hours today. It is supposed to rain for about 12 more hours tonight and tomorrow. 

We finished doing our first batch of chickens (the last 6) this morning. It was a good morning for it - cool and breezy. It almost didn't happen. When the alarm went off early this morning, it was touch and go on whether I would actually get up and get fire started to heat the water to scald the chickens. But wisdom prevailed and sloth was conquered! (at least for today.)

I have my last cardiac rehab session tomorrow. I need to start some occupational therapy. I still have nerve damage in my left hand from the surgery. I either need to see if it can be fixed, or how to live with it.

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I don't count on teaching work in the summer. I am usually scheduled for a course or two, but they often don't make enough students to hold the class - as is the case this summer. What to do with all the time? You either have time or money, but seldom both. 

We have a lot of work to do around here. We have started a renovation on the feed house, but it finishing and painting. 

I would love to get my shop (the garage) cleaned out so I can start working with wood again. It is one of the things I like to do most. It is ironic that my favorite homestead chore is cutting and splitting firewood and that my other favorite thing is to make things of wood.

Oremus pro invicem!

Sunday, May 14, 2023

We need rain!

 The garden is finally all planted, a little later than usual, but I figure I have an excuse. But we need rain. It has been a few weeks since our last sprinkle. I usually rely solely on rain, but I have put a sprinkler on a few of our critical crops the past few days.

Our brocolli crop has been great. Mrs. Curley and I blanched and put up a bunch last week. Salad, spinach, Swiss chard is going gangbusters.

We put our first meat birds of the season up last week. For the first time we used a chicken plucker (borrowed from friends) to process the birds - a game changer!

Several weeks ago we put one of the Jersey steers down. Number 2 son came down and we got it done. Friends helped us butcher the following week. I tell you, Jersey beef is the best!

Things are looking pretty good here. God is good! no, God is great!

Oremus pro invicem!

Saturday, March 25, 2023

Just prices?

 Thought provoking article here on whether goods have a just price. Public Discourse article

Here is the gist of it:

As everyone at the time knew, any individual who buys a good to resell it for a profit was worthy of great condemnation. For example, the sixth-century Roman statesman Cassiodorus declared that merchants were an abomination. Similarly, in remarks falsely attributed to St. John Chrysostom explaining why Christ cast people from the temple in Matthew 21, we read: “He that buys a thing in order that he may sell it, entire and unchanged at a profit, is the trader who is cast out of God’s temple.”

Condemnations like those in the preceding paragraph strike the modern ear as rather odd. After all, reselling products is exactly what retail stores do all the time. To understand why the activities of the merchant are inherently problematic, we need to look back at medieval economic theory, beginning with the idea of the just price. All goods have an inherent price; the price of the good is, in essence, a property of the good, much like the color and shape are properties of the good.

The author goes on to discuss Thomas Aquinas and what others have to say about this. Read it yourself.

My own thoughts. I believe the technical definition of profit is that money gained in selling a good over and above the cost of the materials, labor, and a share of the overhead. 

I know when I sell weaned piglets, for example, I do sell generally for what the market will bear, considering also how quickly I want to get the pigs sold. Prices go up with feed prices. Prices also generally go up during recessions. However even then, I don't think I ever make a profit. I may (I believe I do) cover the costs of conceiving and raising the pigs, plus a little. But I probably don't cover labor at a reasonable rate in daily feeding, watering, moving them, etc. We commonly (amongst ourselves) talk about how much we "made" on a litter of pigs, but in no way am I making a profit. If I wanted to make a true "profit" I would never get pigs sold around here.

At times I am tempted to bring a load of hogs to an FDA certified butcher so I could sell pork of the farm or at a farmers market. To cover costs and labor, I would have to be selling a pound of sausage at about $7 or $8 a pound; pork chops at $9 or $10 a pound. No profit here, just covering costs and labor. People do this. I can't see my way to selling pork for that much, even if it is a superior product to the supermarket. 

Since we process ourselves, we are eating pork and chicken for much less than the prices quoted above.

Oremus pro invicem!



Friday, March 17, 2023

What is this about 10% inflation?

The media has been claiming that inflation is at 9 or 10%. Not where I am looking. I saw a breakdown on the news the other morning while treading at cardiac rehab where they claimed groceries were at 10%.

Lies!

Okay, so we don't buy meat. At this time of year we are buying vegetables, as what we put up last year is running out. 

Most items we buy at the grocery store up up 50 to 100%. There are exceptions. Laundry detergent seems to be up only 10-12 percent. But bleach is up over 100%. Coffee is up 50%. Eggs - well everyone knows about them - up 400 to 500%. 

Our overall grocery bill is close to double what it was a year or a year and a half ago - not sure when it all started. 

So maybe the stuff that hasn't gone up in price is stuff we don't buy. 

Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, March 08, 2023

Education of Men

As an adjunct I have noticed the trend over the last nine years of a decline of men in my classroom, especially noticeable in that I teach Physics and Astronomy. The former was course was always had predominantly male students; no longer the case. 

I read an article recently - but I lost track of where I saw it - which quoted statistics of the overall decline of men going to college. It also quoted statistics of the significant decline of males in leadership positions in companies. 

On one hand it is troubling that men are not pursuing higher education and therefore will be less and less in leadership roles in industry and government. 

On the other hand, it occurred to me recently that with the current "woke" atmosphere of today's higher educational institutions, is may be fortuitous that these men are not getting indoctrinated (at least past high school.) 

I am sure that this is not the reason men are not pursuing higher education; it is probably the decline of the value of a higher degree when it comes to supporting a family, at least in many majors available. There is tremendous needs for skilled tradesmen, and they can make a good living. 

Oremus pro invicem!

Friday, February 17, 2023

Planting ...

We put in a small section of sweet corn yesterday. ("We" is an exaggeration - I just watched). It is a chance, but corn can take a light frost, and if it makes it, we will beat the yearly drought and get a good crop.

Putting broccoli and brussel sprouts in today. We buy started plants from a nearby greenhouse.

We also expanded a pig pen yesterday and fixed the wipers on the truck. Only the last "we" includes me. 

Oremus pro invicem!

Tuesday, February 14, 2023

Is it worth it?

 I don't like to dwell too much on my surgery and recovery, but what else is there? I still have trouble concentrating enough to read deep. But I am still thinking, but still occupied with the whole experience.

So, do I recommend it? That is do I recommend open heart surgery? More accurately, was the fun I had for 58 or so years clogging my arteries worth the pain of Cbbg X 4 and the current ongoing recovery. 

I guess it is analogous to our life and Heaven vs. Hell. We can chase pleasure, power, wealth and (supposed) happiness for our 58 or 93 years or whatever time we have on this Earth and consequently suffer Hell. 

Of course surgery and recovery is not eternal, so the analogy eventually breaks down. 

But going forward, I certainly will try to avoid a repeat even if I need to suffer a little bit more. I am finding out that many of my elderly neighbors have had multiple open hearts. Not sure I am man enough to go through it again.

Oremus pro invicem!



Thursday, February 09, 2023

More than a month out

So here I am more than a month out. I am walking a lot (on my own and in Cardiac Rehab). I am driving a very little. And my upper body muscles I am sure are atrophying - I am not allowed to do much with my arms.

My left pinky and ring finger are numb most of the time and my left arm is either numb or in pain much of the time. I am told by various sources that this is just expected collateral damage OR this is very rare. I am told this may take a month to heal; I am told this may never go away - depending on the source. Not sure what to believe.

Good days and bad days, but happy to be alive. Each good day is better than the last good day; each bad day is less bad than the last bad day.

Not recovered enough to be back at work completely, but in this online world, I do have some work I can do.

I have always respected the work nurses do, but my 10-day stint in the hospital in December just enhanced that respect. At first I thought my human dignity was being stripped away as the nurses and techs took control of all my functions and abilities. But by the time I left the hospital I realized that instead of stripping my human dignity they were preserving it by taking care of my every need when I couldn't. God bless all nurses and techs. (Of course, Mrs. Curley was staying with me and taking care of me too.)

Oremus pro invicem!

Friday, January 20, 2023

Walking

I walked about a mile yesterday, in quarter-mile segments. Over to the neighbor's; talk for 1/2 hour; walk home. Repeat.

When I first got home, I was having trouble reading, or concentrating, or maybe comprehending. I think that is getting better. 

Not sleeping well. I have to sleep on my back-which has never been my habit. I am still not used to it. At least I can now get up without help!

Sounds like I am doing lots of complaining; but really just trying to keep track of things for the future.

Doctor said I am clear to begin driving again tomorrow (1 month out from surgery), but I am NOT ready. I love driving, but even as a passenger, I am uncomfortable now. I will give it at least another week or more before I venture behind the wheel.

Good news! Another Curley wedding in the works. This time it will be in Wisconsin. I need to be ready for the road trip in a few months.

Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, January 11, 2023

out of pj's

So today is the first day I have actually put on a pair of pants since the 16th of December! I have been in pj's or sweats (their equivalent) everyday. 

I usually won't even drink coffee unless I am fully dressed, so this past month has been a real anomaly for me.

Earlier in the week Thomas and Bernadette put down a pig while I sat inside doing nothing! Today they are butchering it. I have been out to do some consultation and light cutting, but Mrs. Curley sent me in as she felt I was violating doctor's orders on some of my movements.

Read about Cardinal Pell this morning. My his soul and all the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace!

Oremus pro invicem!

Friday, January 06, 2023

Reading

During pre-op I finished a book my son had loaned me: The Unbroken Thread. It is a book about tradition. The final chapters are about death and acceptance (my third warning. The first was Fr. Kirby's All Saints Day homily; the second was advice from a priest during confession where he reminded me - sort of out of the blue - that I would not live forever!)

Now that I am on semi-rest regime (I can walk all I want, but can't lift anything or do anything useful), I thought it would great time to catch up on years of reading. Yet, I am having a hard time concentrating when reading. In the hospital post-op, I couldn't even concentrate enough to watch TV. I have "progressed" to movies now at home, but still have a hard time reading.

I hope this will change.....

Oremus pro invicem!

Monday, January 02, 2023

Red's litter

 Well, contrary to what I thought a few weeks ago, I was home for Red's litter. She gave birth to 10 healthy pigs on 12/30.

Here they are.







Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Here I am again!

 Merry Christmas!

I am home! Surgery a great success and "miraculous" in the words of the surgeon. Without going into too many details, 4- 100% blockages successfully bypassed, when initially, it was questionable if a by-pass would even work. Doctor didn't understand why I was still walking around especially being so active.

Now, some may say it is all the bacon and sausage I consume, but not only do we not eat so much of that, it is more the food I consume when I am off-farm which has gotten me. (I love doughnuts!).

In any event I have been given further chances in this life. Very interesting reading this week. Hopefully more on this later.

Oremus pro invicem!

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

The last meal

Granted, everyone expects surgery to be a success - but there is that chance.... SO, why not lift the dietary restrictions for that last meal? What can a little extra cholesterol and salt (and sugar) hurt in one meal?



Oremus pro invicem!




The last day

 Here I am with plenty of time to contemplate. God has given me a wonderful life, no matter I have spent a good portion of it screwing up the "wonderful".

Generally, I am expecting things to go well tomorrow, because this is a pretty standard procedure these days, but I know things happen. Consciously I am not scared. I am not praying for a 2nd chance. I am only praying for God's grace.

Every labor I have jokingly asked Mrs. Curley to offer her labor for me. I will definitely be offering my pains or discomfort for her and my children.

Oremus pro invicem!

Monday, December 19, 2022

It has been a great time

It has been a great time these past few days. Most of my children are home - either for college break - or just to stop in and wish me well before surgery. 

I am hoping I can see my granddaughters today. I am sure they won't let them up on the cardiac floor, but I have plans to sneak down to the lobby and see them. (I have been experimenting with my heart monitor to see how long it takes for them to respond if I disconnect it or go out of range.)

There has been so much fun and laughter in the hospital room I was sure they would kick out us out (all but me!). But the nurse told us the rooms were pretty sound proof, so have at it.

My pastor sent a priest by yesterday. I received the sacraments. He asked if this would be a "watershed" moment for me. Of course, if I have been living how I should, this experience should change nothing.

I was at Our Lady of Grace for All Saints Day this year. Fr. Kirby (I am certainly going to paraphrase so don't think I am quoting - only giving my impression of what I heard.) talked about how strange this place Earth becomes to us as we get older, AND that we start to realize as we get older that we start to know more people "upstairs" than are left here with us on Earth. Something good to think about. This isn't our home. 

Oremus pro invicem!

Sunday, December 18, 2022

Here I am

We have a new litter of pigs due any day now - but I won't see them born. I won't be home for Christmas, but with any luck I will be home for the feast of St. Thomas Becket (12/29).

So unexpectedly, I find my heart is broken - the real one, not the core of my being one. 

I am sure open-heart surgery is worse than sitting in a hospital for several days (while feeling fine), but whether it is or isn't I will be finding in out in a few days.

I could complain about the hospital (regulations, food, johnnies) but then I wouldn't get any "offering up" credit would I? Probably just lost the credit with the last sentence.

The unexpectedness of it all is really what gets me. I am a pretty darn active guy. I might not be the best diabetic, but I exercise and am really active. This past year I have maintained my lowest weight in over 20 years. But it is the first one which probably was my downfall - not a good diabetic. I like my old-fashioned doughnuts! 

I believe I will be seeing a priest today or tomorrow to take care of any outstanding matters - so not to worry there.

Oremus pro invicem!


Friday, December 02, 2022

Floppy's new litter

 Finally arrived! 5 little boars and 5 little gilts.





Oremus pro invicem!