Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Introducing....The Flash Draw



One day last week, I spent the afternoon helping my wonderful friend, Lady Day, design a website for her home business.   

About a year and a half ago, Lady Day went on the hunt for the perfect concealed carry (CC) holster.  She looked at all of the options - the purse, the shoulder holster, the fanny pack, ITW (inside the waist band) and anything else she could think of.  Some of the options worked some of the time, but there was no "universal" CC holster that worked most all the time.  

My friend, as her name would imply, is a Lady in the truest sense of the word.  She is petite, feminine and favors long flowered skirts and lovely blouses.  None of the CC holster she found were compatible with who she is.  Many skirts don't have waistbands that accept belts, so the ITW holsters were out.  A fanny pack is a little to "hippy" for a Lady (and everyone knows your packing), and a purse holster is cumbersome, heavy on one side and can be snatched, gun and all.

Lady Day went in search of something better.  Her search led her to an on the body, "bra style" holster that is worn under your clothes.  She found out that sometimes, if you can't find what you are looking for, you have to make your own.  After wearing her new holster for a couple of months, she decided that she could improve it even more.  Noticing wear and rust on her pistol where the fabric touched her skin, she added PUL, a thin waterproof fabric (used in cloth diapers) to protect the firearm.  She improved the straps, making them removable so that when they become stretched from the weight of the gun, they could be easily replaced.

The Naturally Concealed holster (with the Smith & Wesson)
Concealed!
Then, she made one for me!  It is outstanding!  I had carried my handgun in my purse for years, and had often complained about how heavy it was.  I carry a medium (steel) framed automatic that is quite heavy, however, when I started using the new holster, I hardly noticed it was there.  I can go to town, drive around all day, put away groceries, and never even notice a gun strapped to my chest.

Now you see it...
Now you don't!
After much encouragement from her many adoring fans (she also made a holster for Maid Elizabeth) we have convinced her she needs to make this carry option available to the masses.

I encouraged Lady Day to name her new holster "The Flash Draw".  My theory was, you would flash the bad guy, and while he was standing there gawking, you could shoot him.  You would flash and then draw!  But, oh, no!  As I said, my dear friend is a Lady.  She chose the much more sedate name "Naturally Concealed".  And, in reality, you don't flash anyway - the handgun is accessed through the top of your shirt or blouse or discreetly underneath.  But I really thought my name was better.

Regular straps
Criss-Cross for extra support
Lady Day's holster design is very accommodating for many different handguns.  She carries a Smith and Wesson .357 Magnum and I carry an HK P7M8 with equal ease.  Some ladies have been able to carry a full size, large frame, automatic (although the holster must be slightly larger to accommodate).

If any of you are in the market for a great, handmade (to perfection) holster - I would more than encourage you to check out Naturally Concealed!

The HK and Smith & Wesson being cozy

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Venisoup of Deer

*Warning - graphic hunting photos.  If you are opposed to hunting, have little children close or just don't like blood - DO NOT READ THIS POST!!!




When I was a little girl and my dad went hunting, I always told my mom that I couldn't wait for "Venisoup of Deer".  I'm not entirely sure what I meant, since my mom really didn't make soup all that often, but there you go - that is what I called it.

During all of my growing up years, we rarely had meat that wasn't wild game.  We had a store bought turkey on Thanksgiving and a Ham on Easter, but other than that we ate either Elk or Venison.  One of my favorite dinners as a child were Venison steak.  They were small, but soooo good!  All through hunting season, my mom and I would wait with great anticipation for our men (my dad and brother) to return from a hunt.  They went hunting every morning and every evening until they filled their tags.  We were always so hopeful when the evening grew dark and they still hadn't arrived.  We hoped that they would be bringing home meat to hang in the shed to feed our family through the winter.

Sir Knight and Master Hand Grenade carry on the family tradition.  Once more, we girls wait at home, anxiously anticipating our mens' return from the hunt.  Last night, the men returned victorious.  Sir Knight bagged a buck.  Hand Grenade had more than a little to do with Sir Knights' victory, however, because it was his eagle eye that spied the buck in the first place.  Hand Grenade had to point the buck out to his dad twice before Sir Knight caught sight of him.

Master Hand Grenade

The men usually gut their game in the field, but bring them home to hang and skin.  Once the critter is home, taking care of them becomes a family affair.  Maid Elizabeth, Sir Knight and Hand Grenade carted the buck from the truck to the shed.  Sir Knight and I hefted the buck up while Hand Grenade and Maid Elizabeth pulled him into the hanging position.

Maid Elizabeth skinning while Sir Knight watches
After we got the buck hung, Sir Knight and Maid Elizabeth went to work skinning him.  They are very good and very quick.  They got the hide off and made sure none of the hair remained (it makes the meat taste bad).  Hand Grenade got in on the action as well.  It took about an hour, with many hands working, but the end result was great.  The buck dressed out well.  We left him hanging overnight so that we could can on the morrow.

Sir Knight and buck
It is wonderful to pass the traditions of one generation to the next.  I love seeing my children have the opportunity to enjoy the same experiences I had as a child.  Maybe they too, will love "Venisoup of Deer".

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Essential Preparedness Tools of the Trade Part IV - Non-Electric Lighting



When we moved into "Little Shouse on the Prairie", we had two windows, and they were both in the back of the shouse, not in the living areas.  What we were thinking, I will never know, but I do know that it was like living in a cave.

Sir Knight and I had prepared for Y2K, so we were ready to take on life with no electricity, or so we thought.  Although we didn't have electric lights, we did have Aladdin Mantle Lamps and a Petromax Multi-Fuel lantern made in Germany.  We had some plain old kerosene lamps, but they were old school - who needed them?

We brought out our highly polished, perfectly beautiful Aladdin lamps, put them in prestigious locations in our rather crude living room, and lit them.  They were something to behold indeed.  The light was even and bright.  You could easily read or work by the light they put out, and Sir Knight and I wondered why anyone would ever have a need for electric lights.  The light put out by the Aladdin was so warm and glowing - it positively lit up the room with it's wonderful radiance.  And then, it burst into flames.

We found that although the light put out by the Aladdin Lamp is superior, the lamp requires constant attention.  You don't just light an Aladdin and then go feed the animals.  If you do that, you will return to a burned out mantle (no small thing at $14.00 apiece) or your house on fire.  If you use an Aladdin, you have to be willing to babysit it.  For folks with no children, who only use the lamp for reading (and they are right next to it to adjust it as required), it may be a wonderful option, but for a busy family with no time to fiddle with a light all of the time, it can be disastrous.

After our adventures with Aladdins, we turned our attention to the stunningly beautiful Petromax Multifuel Lantern made in Germany.  Touted as the toughest lamp out there and used by German troops in the field, we thought this might be the perfect lamp for us.  After all, we are harder on things than most military units!  The Petromax is a technological marvel.  It made out of blindingly shiny stainless steel and when fitted with the shade, will fill your house with the equivalent of three 100 watt light bulbs.  Pretty good for an off-grid lighting option.

We filled our Petromax with fuel, and noticed what at first appeared to be rivulets and then became rivers of fuel seeping through the bottom seam.  After many conversations with the importer, we sent our old (brand new) fuel tank back and were sent a new one.  This time, there were no problems with leaking, so we decided to fire up the old girl and see how she ran.  The Petromax has a pre-burner that atomizes the fuel so that it will light quickly, before it has gotten sufficiently warm to atomize the fuel on its own.  I'm telling you - it is like lighting a blow torch in your kitchen!  You have a tank full of pressurized fuel (you pump the Petromax up just like a Coleman lantern) with a blow torch on it and then you put a lighter to it.  Now don't think that doesn't take a lot of prayers and a lot of faith!  The light that the Petromax puts out is unparalleled.  It is bright - really bright.  The Petromax is, however, fussy.  It leaks (both fuel and pressure), the mantles break incredibly easily, the pre-burner works sometimes and not other times and it is complicated to use.  It caught on fire more than once and the last time, it caught my kitchen table on fire (the table still bears the scars) and I vowed never to use it again.  It scared me.  I was afraid the whole darn thing was going to blow up and kill us all.  The best thing that ever happened to that Petromax was Sir Knight drilling holes in it and putting electricity to it.  Now I use it every day, hanging over the loveseat in the kitchen, emitting a the lovely glow of a compact fluorescent.

A new Petromax -our old one hangs in the kitchen

After a number of hysterical, tear-filled phone calls to my father, he took pity on me and brought up a Coleman lantern and a Dietz Lantern.  I thought I had died and gone to heaven.  No more fussing with suicidal Aladdin lamps and no more bargaining with homicidal Pertromax lanterns.  Just plain, simple, humble Coleman lanterns, with their soothing hiss on cold winter nights.  They worked.  I didn't have to worry about them catching their mantles on fire or the pre-burner igniting the table.  The mantles were cheap, the fuel was cheap, parts were available and inexpensive and the light was wonderful.  Sir Knight bent wire coat hangers and hung a hook in the living room and one in the kitchen (off the garage door track) and we had two Colemans, which lit the entire living area of the shouse.  Some of my childrens' earliest  memories are of waking up to the sound of me pumping and lighting the Coleman lanterns and opening up the drafts on the wood cookstove.  To this day, they love Coleman lanterns.  They are the sound of home.

One of our trusty old Colemans
And those humble, plain, old school kerosene lamps?  I love them!  Trim the wicks, fill them with kerosene, light them and adjust the wick and you are done!  They give off a pleasing glow, plenty to light those dark corners, and they never fail.  There is nothing to remember, nothing to tweak, nothing to brake (except, perhaps the chimney - I always keep extras).  I really like lamps that hang on the wall.  We have children.  It just keeps accidents from becoming emergencies.

Wonderful, plain old kerosene lamp
The Dietz Lanterns that my dad brought up were invaluable for night time feeding of stock and milking in the winter time.  We live in a windy area, and regular lamps are immediately blown out if you step outside.  The Dietz just keeps on shining.  The kids used it (and still do, sometimes) when they fed the critters when it was dark, when they brought wood in at night and even for night time sledding.  I used it for many years in my milking parlor.  There was nothing nearly as romantic as being snuggled up to a warm cow, watching the snow gently waft to the ground, listening to that rhythmic ping, ping of the steaming milk hitting the milk bucket, bathed in the glow of the Dietz lantern.

And then there are candles.  Candles, of course, are not particularly good to read by, they strain your eyes too much, but they do light the way down a dark hall, brighten a dark corner and provide a warm, soft glow.

Candle mold
Having your lighting needs provided for will offer you a wonderful sense of security when the power grid goes down.  Knowing how to use your lighting sources and having them ready and available is essential.  The last thing you want to do is run around looking for the mantles, wicks, funnels and fuel when it is pitch black and the kids are panicking.  We still have our coat hanger hooks hanging from the garage door track, just in case. We keep our Coleman's clean and serviced.  Every fall, I clean our kerosene lanterns and fill them with fuel.  And, even now, I am working on perfecting my candle recipe.

We hope that we will always have enough solar to keep our lights on, but we are prepared if we don't.

Winter weather and Russian Tea



It has become increasingly chilly in our neck of the woods, and when that happens, I love nothing more than a steaming hot mug of Russian Tea.

When I was a little girl, my mom made Russian Tea every fall and I looked forward to it with great anticipation.  I've heard it called by many names including Friendship Tea and Amish Tea but I have always known it by the name of Russian Tea.  I have also seen many variations, but, of course, I like the one my mother made the best.

Sir Knight would only take pictures for me if I put this disclaimer in - "Tell them it tastes like Commie Sweat".  Now, I'm not entirely sure how Sir Knight knows what commie sweat tastes like, but I do know that he doesn't like it - so maybe it's just a girl drink.  I happen to love it - it is tart and tangy and sweet and hot.  Anyway, here is the recipe my mom always used:

Mrs. Tibbet's Russian Tea

1 C. Instant Tea
1 1/2 C. Tang
1 C. Sugar
1 pkg. Lemonade Cool-Aid (without sugar)
1 tsp. ground cloves
1/2 tsp. cinnamon

Mix together.  Use 3 spoonfuls per mug, add steaming hot water.

*Note:  I quadrupled this recipe.

Ingredients for Russian Tea.  Yes, that is
one of my many long term storage lists
to the right!


Stirring all of the ingredients

In a gallon jar, ready for a winter of
warming even the most cold souls among us

Thursday, November 11, 2010

The truth of the Welfare State

My Grandfather sent this to me, and the irony struck me.  Maybe we should reconsider the way we dole out welfare!




Like most folks in this country, I have a job.  I work, they pay me.  I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as it sees fit.  In order to get that paycheck, in my case, I am required to pass a random urine test (with which I have no problem).

What I do have a problem with is the distribution of my taxes to people who don't have to pass a urine test.

So, here is my question:  Shouldn't one have to pass a urine test to get a welfare check because I have to pass one to earn it for them?

Please understand, I have no problem with helping people get back on their feet.  I do, one the other hand, have a problem with helping someone sitting on their BUTT-----doing drugs or whatever they want while I work.

Can you imagine how much money each state would save if people had to pass a urine test to get a public assistance check?

I guess we could call the program "URINE OR YOU'RE OUT"!

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

We can't make propane



I think I am having a bit of a temper tantrum.  I am irritated at the price of propane and have vowed to use as little of it as possible.  I have come to the conclusion that we can cut wood, we can make electricity, but we can't make propane! The only two appliances that we have that require propane are our hot water tank and our gas range.  If I could cut our propane usage in half, that would be quite an accomplishment, so I thought I would turn the propane range off - literally.  Our range has a gas turn off valve where the pipes connects to the back of the stove, and I have turned it off!  After all, I do have a wood cookstove, and it is winter, so I have decided to cook and bake exclusively on my Pioneer Maid.

Having done quite a bit of cooking on my stove, it is not really too hard of a transition, besides, I think the signs of the time indicate that I might need to put my cook stove into full time service soon anyway.

One difference I have noticed between gas/electric ranges versus wood ranges are the temperatures and times required for cooking and baking.  Generally, I bake things at a lower temperature for slightly less time than in a conventional stove.  I bake biscuits at about 325 degrees and bread at 300 degrees.  If I can only hold my hand in my wood cookstove oven for about 6 or 7 seconds, the temperature is just right for baking biscuits, but if I can keep my hand in the oven for about 10 to 11 seconds, it is just right for yeast breads.   Roasts bake longer at a lower temperature and turn out wonderful, turkeys brown up beautifully and the stovetop area farthest away from the firebox makes a fabulous crock pot setting.

I have been doing everything on my wood cookstove - everything from heating tea water in the morning to making dinner in the evening.  Have I mentioned that I LOVE my stove?

Tonight's menu included Joe's Special (with revisions, of course) and Buttermilk Biscuits.  Joe's Special is an all-in-one stovetop dish with burger, onions, broccoli (the original has spinach) and eggs.  It is very simple - just brown hamburger, drain, add butter (about a cube) and diced onions, cook until onions are limp, toss in chopped up (bite sized pieces) broccoli, stir together and add about a dozen eggs scrambled with a little milk.   Stir and cook until eggs are done.  Thats it.  It is somewhat of a family favorite.

Joe's Special


I promised GertyGoose my biscuit recipe, so here goes!

Enola's Buttermilk Biscuits (Wood Cookstove Version)

1 2/3 C. all-purpose flour
2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. baking soda
1/4 C. butter
3/4 C. buttermilk

I always make buttermilk rather than buy it.  Just pour your milk into a bowl and splash a little lemon juice or vinegar in and let it clabber.  I just use a tablespoon or so and set it aside while I am mixing up the rest of the biscuits.

In a mixing bowl, combine flour, baking powder, salt and baking soda.  Cut in butter until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs.  Add buttermilk all at once.  Stir just until moistened.  I often add a little extra milk so that the dough is not crumbly.  On a floured surface, pat the dough out to about 1 to 1 1/2 inches thick.  Cut into biscuits.  Pat out remaining dough and cut more biscuits.

Try to handle the biscuit dough as little as possible.  Your biscuits will rise higher with less handling.  Pop biscuits into the oven as soon as they are put on the baking sheet.

Bake at 450 degrees for 12 to 14 minutes or until golden brown.  Or, if using your wood cookstove, heat until you can hold your hand the oven for only 6 to 7 seconds, bake until one side gets a little brown, turn the baking sheet and bake until all biscuits are evenly browned.

Oh, and I always double or triple this recipe!

Making buttermilk

Butter chunks in with the flour mixture

Using a pastry cutter to cut in butter

Mix just until moist

Pat to about 1"
Have big help cutting biscuits out
Turning the baking sheet in the oven

I will continue to share my wood cookstove adventures - the good, the bad and the ugly.  When the world goes to pot, at least I'll be able to cook a mean meal!

Monday, November 8, 2010

Candle Experiments



We preppers are always on the lookout for things we can do for ourselves.  We milk cows, grow gardens, make cheese, split wood, go off-grid, grind grain and make anything we can think of.

Many years ago, I tried my hand at candlemaking.  Anyone who knows me, knows that I am the anti-crafter.  I don't have the patience to make Readers Digest Christmas Angles or Styrofoam wreaths, but I love making useful things.  I love the feeling of accomplishment when I can or make cheese or make soap.

My first candle experience was wonderful, but I had less than desirable results.  I made hand-dipped beeswax and tallow candles, but they were too soft and dripped terribly.  I have been able to make 100% beeswax candles that are wonderful, but beeswax is very expensive and I really wanted to be able to give candles away for Christmas.

My beautiful 12 place, antique taper mold!


I am on a mission!  I am going to try various beeswax, tallow and alum combinations until I come up with the perfect candle.

My first attempt was 1oz. beeswax to 2ozs. tallow to .5oz. alum (bought in the spice aisle of your grocery store - it is a hardening agent).  I first combined the alum with enough hot water to dissolve the crystals.  Then I combined the beeswax, tallow and alum in a microwave safe bowl, melted the ingredients and poured them into my taper mold.

Weighing the tallow
So far, the candle is burning well, very little dripping and a very good flame.  It really is not fair to test a candle right after making it, as they will harden with time, but I thought I would put it to the acid test.  I'll keep you posted on this recipe and let you know if this is the one!

Pouring wax into the mold

Holding the wick in place

Oat Dinner Rolls


One of my very favorite dinner roll recipes was given to me by my friend Lady Day.  They are called Oat Dinner Rolls, and so packed with flavors and textures, they are positively addictive!  The rolls are chuck full of oats and sweetened with brown sugar, which lends a full, rich flavor.  They have a very soft, moist crumb which is only improved when slathered with soft butter.

Usually, I bake them one right next to each other, but today, I used a new pan scavenged for me by Maid Elizabeth.  I cut crosses in the tops and baked them as individual rolls giving them wonderfully, crusty tops.  They are perfect with soup, salad or anything were warm rolls are welcome!

Oat Dinner Rolls

2 1/2 C. Water (divided)
1 C. Oats (I use thick cut rolled oats)
2/3 C. Brown Sugar
3 T. Butter
1 1/2 tsp. Salt
2 T. Yeast
5 - 6 C. Flour


  1. Boil 2 cups of water.  
  2. Stir in oats and simmer.
  3. Add sugar, butter, salt and rest of water.
  4. Cool.
  5. Stir in yeast - let sponge.
  6. Add flour, 1 cup at a time.
  7. Put dough in lightly greased bowl. 
  8. Cover with a towel and let rise in a warm place.
  9. Punch down, let rise until almost double.
  10. Punch down again.
  11. Shape into rolls.
  12. Let rise until almost double.
  13. Bake for 15-20 minutes at 350 degrees.
  14. Oh - I always at least double this recipe!!!
Oats just added to boiling water

Just added the brown sugar and butter

On the first rising

Making the crosses
Ready to go into the oven

Enjoy these rolls fresh from the oven, or they will keep well for a number of days, staying moist and fresh tasting.  

There is nothing quite so satisfying as warm rolls on a cold winter night.  Enjoy!

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Essential Preparedness Tools of the Trade Part III - Working Hands




One of the most oft overlooked aspects of preparedness is practical application.  You can have all of the tools, supplies and reference materials to weather any storm that comes your way, but without willing hands to do the job, your preparations will be worthless.

Making Lemon Curd
Dipping Caramel Apples
When you consider all of the jobs our hands need to do, it is absolutely amazing.  We have got to be willing to get our hands dirty, do the hard things and soldier on.  I look at all of the things my husband does with his hands.  He works on generators, wires electric systems, chops wood, flips crepes, bandages injuries, hugs children, fixes fences, re-loads ammunition, shoots guns....the list could go on forever.  My husband is not a man afraid to get his hands dirty.  His hands often look as though they have been through a war.  They are scared, smashed and scratched.  They are the hands of a working man.  They are also often folded in prayer.  These are the hands we will need in order to survive the coming collapse.

Bandaging an injured toe

Kneading dough
Maid Elizabeth works at a grocery store.  She now works in the bakery department, but she used to be a checker.  She enjoyed her job as a checker, however, there was one aspect that she really had a hard time with - welfare.  She noticed a few things about the folks that would come through her line bearing their welfare card.  The first thing that she saw was that most of the ladies using their food-stamp card had professionally manicured fingernails.  They were often so long, that the women had to use a pen to push the buttons entering their PIN number.  They didn't empty their own cart, but waited for the checker or a bagger to empty it for them.  They bought no food that would require preparation.  They refused to put their own groceries in their car, but, once again, expected someone else to do it for them.  Then, to add insult to injury, they would get cash from their welfare card and gamble on the slot machines located next to the checkout lines at the store.  What will these people, who don't know how to work with their hands, do when the shumer hits the fan?  They will shrivel away waiting for someone else to take care of them.

Checking battery voltage

Watering batteries

Tinkering with the generator
Many people who go to work every day and provide for their families have forgotten how to work with their hands.  They type at lightening speed on their keyboards, are very experienced in texting and can maneuver their way through most any computer program, but can they lance a boil on a horse and nurse the wound back to health?  Can they sow seeds and tend a garden?  Can they repair a small engine and keep mechanical equipment in good working order?  Can they kneed bread and prepare biscuits?  Can they milk a cow or nurse an orphaned lamb?  When things get bad, all of the computer knowledge in the world won't amount to a hill of beans.  Only real life skills such as suturing, bandaging, animal husbandry and gardening, butchering and canning, cheesemaking and sewing will make life worth living.  If you don't have these skills, now is the time to learn.

Hanging laundry

Our children can be our greatest asset, but only if we are teaching them to use their hands.  In the day that we live, children are often bombarded with absolutely backward ideals.  They are taught that being entertained is the only thing that matters, that work is a thing to be avoided at all costs and that it isn't "fair" to have to earn your own way.  One of the sayings we live by in our home is "work before play".  Our kids have learned that a movie can only really be enjoyed after having spent the day fixing fences or chopping wood, that a cup of cocoa on a cold day is even better after they have trudged through 3 feet of snow in a blizzard to feed and water the animals.  They are learning the value of working with their hands.  They will be an asset to our family when TEOTWAWKI hits because they understand the value of work.  Rather than battling spoiled children who whine about doing the dishes, we will spend our time taking dominion over the tasks at hand.  



Our hands are one of our greatest preparedness tools.  Learn how to use them!


And remember, He made this with HIS own hands!