January 25, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
Scratch them in places that people can’t see.
The word of the day is: Beanpole.
|[ been-pohl ]|
a tall pole for a bean plant to climb on.
Informal. a tall, lanky person.
Now if only I had the time to grow beans…
One day I’m just going to clear a huge section of the yard, till it, and plant a fuckload of foods.
And Jitterbug will probably want me to grow some coddamn tomatoes.
Crazy varieties of all of them.
Not just the plain-ass ones they sell at the grocery store.
And once I get the bees and chickens up and running all I’ll need is a source of milk and flour.
Then I can pretty much just never buy groceries again.
Maybe a goat is an answer to my milk problem.
And also a meat source.
I can use the rabbits and squirrels that try to steal my crops as an additional protein source.
I can make my own cheese.
And once I get a source for flour I’ll have bread, too.
Perhaps that Booty Day workout from yesterday has kicked my metabolism in and I’m just really hungry.
Good thing I’ve got another butt workout this morning.
Everyday is Leg Day these days.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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