If you like bran muffins, you'll definitely love these! You make the batter up, and you can store it in the fridge and make fresh muffins every morning if you want. Really handy if you have a small oven, or a toaster oven, where you can make just a couple, or a few, at a time. Making a few, or as many as you like at a time, you can have different types of muffins whenever you want without starting from scratch!
You can add extras like blueberries, cranberries, craisins (dried cranberry raisins), banana, trail mix, nuts, whatever you like you can add just before you bake them. You can add fresh, frozen or dried, as long as you add the 'extras' to the batter in the cups just before you stick it in the oven. You can even substitute the Raisin Bran with Raisin Bran Crunch, or other cereals like that that have bran in them. It's fun to experiment, and it always turns out yummy!
When I was a hospice nurse, as well as doing private duty, this was one of the most asked for recipes, and the one that I was always asked to throw together for them when I'd visit. Yes, it does make a big batch, but it will keep in the fridge in a covered container for a whole 6 weeks at a time!
Six-Weeks Bran Muffin Mix
5 cups flour 1 (15 oz) box Raisin Bran (generic works fine too)
3 cups sugar 4 beaten eggs
1 cup salad oil 1 quart of buttermilk
1 teaspoon salt 1/2 cup pure bran (optional; I leave it out)
5 teaspoons baking soda
Mix all of the ingredients together into a large bowl. Keep in a tightly sealed bowl, or pitcher (I use a Tupperware pitcher with a sealed lid). Refrigerate for up to 6 weeks.
Bake in muffin tins with cupcake liners at 350 degrees F. for 20 to 25 minutes.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
One daily click & sponsors will donate a free mammogram!!
The breast cancer site has had this program for many years now. If you go to their site and click the big pink button 'click here to give - it's free', sponsors will pay for someone to have a free mammogram. I've been doing this for many, many, years now, and as of today, there have been 51,439 free mammograms given since October of 2000. Put into perspective: that is 51,439 women who wouldn't be able to have one otherwise!!
There is absolutely NO cost to you if you click the link, and 100% of the sponsors money donated goes to this charity. Such a small thing to do that helps so many who couldn't afford their mammograms otherwise! In my family I've had so many relatives who've had breast cancer, and recurances, so I try and click once a day.
http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=2
And...if you're motivated to do a few extra clicks, there are links at the top for hunger, animal rescue, veterans, autism, children's health, literacy and the rain forest. Each click for them is the exact same kind of program. You click, and a sponsor donates to that cause. Of course, this is free to you too, the only thing it costs you is the time it takes you to do it. It's a wonderful way to support causes you believe in even!
There is absolutely NO cost to you if you click the link, and 100% of the sponsors money donated goes to this charity. Such a small thing to do that helps so many who couldn't afford their mammograms otherwise! In my family I've had so many relatives who've had breast cancer, and recurances, so I try and click once a day.
http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=2
And...if you're motivated to do a few extra clicks, there are links at the top for hunger, animal rescue, veterans, autism, children's health, literacy and the rain forest. Each click for them is the exact same kind of program. You click, and a sponsor donates to that cause. Of course, this is free to you too, the only thing it costs you is the time it takes you to do it. It's a wonderful way to support causes you believe in even!
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Running in circles-getting nowhere!
Last night there was a pool of water in front of the kitchen sink. I didn't think a whole lot about it because, well, when there's a 8 year old boy around...that happens. So I cleaned it up and this morning I found towels in front of the sink. Hmmm, I know I didn't leave those there. Turns out my s-i-l put them there because there was water in front of the sink.
I was fearing the worst and wondering just how long that plumbing has been in the kitchen. And when I think about the old cast iron enamel double sink and top, I know it has to at least have been there since I was young. (Trust me, I'm older than dirt, so it has to have been there a lonnnnnnng while!) I took everything out of under the sink area. Who knew a 59 1/2" space could hold so much stuff?!
I had my daughter fill the sinks and let them drain while I lurked under it to check for leaks. Nope, no drips. Then I'm thinkin' 'Oh no! Please don't be an ancient pipe where it goes down into the floor!" I removed the bottom of the sink floor...dry as a bone (whew!!) Frankly, I was puzzled, and still am. Maybe somebody was filling the coffee pot and was half asleep.
Then it was so nice out I decided I'd just have to do something about the peonies by the front walk. There's so many of them, and so full, that you can't tell there's a side-walk there! I had some old trellis and cut it in half length-ways with the old skil-saw. Hmmm, sounds like a good idea doesn't it? Have you any clue what happens when you cut one down the middle...and all the pieces parts start falling off?! Good thing I like puzzles and I have a lot of itty-bitty nails!
After cutting it I had to attach it to to the wooden baseboard that's already there. Sounds easy....nope. Now I have something 8 foot long with a mind of it's own. I thought the easiest way would be to just nail that sucker on there. Uh...no again. What kind of wood did they use for that baseboard? Ironwood?? Admitting defeat at the simple method, I drag out my trusty Black and Decker variable speed drill. Even that had trouble getting through that darned wood!
Once I got the holes drilled, I attempted to put in anodized decking nails. Hah! The phillips head slots were too small for the attatchment I stuck on the drill, so I ended up using a regular old screwdriver. I only got half of it up before I got a big blister in the palm of my hand. Having futzed around enough, I decided tomorrow's another day and packed it up. I'm thinking now: the best part of the day was Allison going and getting Kentucky Fried Chicken :-))
Friday, June 24, 2011
Free! Online Mahjong Games
I love mahjong, and I've played it online for years. I'm always searching around the web for different versions of the game. I've tried playing the one on FaceBook, but to be truthful, with dial-up, it takes way too long to load up. I found this site and it's got 4 pages of different mahjong games, and with 12 on each page, that makes a whole lot of different versions to play with. There's no sign-up needed, no log-ins, just go and play away:-)
My favorite version is the mahjong gardens game on the first page. As you play and match, you release little birds into the garden. This version has unique tiles that have sumi warriors, dragons, and other different types of symbols. The gardens one has 5 different layouts to boot, from easy to harder! What I like about this one is that once it's loaded up, I can disconnect from the internet and play whenever I take a break (without having to go back online.) Fun game, my grandson loves it and always asks to play a few. I left the room to go make a cup of coffee, and when I came back he had his favorite layout and was playing away lol.
Like I said, there are many, many, different versions of tile styles, as well as tile layouts. The Looney Tunes tile set is one that kids love, as well as a Mahjong toy chest where all the tiles have toys on them. Lots of different ones that kids enjoy. I haven't tried all, but I'm working on it! There's definitely something for any kind of mahjong game you feel like playing. Check out this mahjong only website and have fun!!
http://freeonlinemahjonggames.net/mahjong-1.html
My favorite version is the mahjong gardens game on the first page. As you play and match, you release little birds into the garden. This version has unique tiles that have sumi warriors, dragons, and other different types of symbols. The gardens one has 5 different layouts to boot, from easy to harder! What I like about this one is that once it's loaded up, I can disconnect from the internet and play whenever I take a break (without having to go back online.) Fun game, my grandson loves it and always asks to play a few. I left the room to go make a cup of coffee, and when I came back he had his favorite layout and was playing away lol.
Like I said, there are many, many, different versions of tile styles, as well as tile layouts. The Looney Tunes tile set is one that kids love, as well as a Mahjong toy chest where all the tiles have toys on them. Lots of different ones that kids enjoy. I haven't tried all, but I'm working on it! There's definitely something for any kind of mahjong game you feel like playing. Check out this mahjong only website and have fun!!
http://freeonlinemahjonggames.net/mahjong-1.html
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Eeeeek...a cheese thieving mouse!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Cake Mix Cookies: quick, ez & yummy!!
Like the taste of home made cookies, but you're pressed for time (or cash), or don't know much about baking? Have to come up with something for school lunches, school parties...or just have a munch that must be satisfied now...(and the sooner the better lol) Then these are the perfect cookies for you. There's only 3 ingredients, and are so extremely easy that my 8 yr old grandson can mix them up and I do the oven part.
Easy Cake Mix Cookies
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
1 box cake mix
1/2 cup of softened margarine (1 sticks worth)
1 egg
Combine the 3 ingredients into a bowl and stir until moistened. Drop by rounded Tablespoonfuls onto an ungreased cookie sheet. Place them 2 inches apart because they'll spread some.
Bake for 9 to 12 minutes.
Sometimes I add a handful of chocolate chips, or even 2/3 cup of oatmeal to make them a little different. You can use any flavor cake mix, chocolate, vanilla, or whatever suits your fancy that day. I've found that it doesn't matter in the least whether you use a name brand cake mix, or the cheapest on the shelf. I use the cheap ones there is no difference in the flavor of the cookies at all. For the margarine, only use the stick kind, tub butter doesn't work well.
When I make mine, I use a small sized melon scooper, then slice each one of those in half, roll it into a ball and put it on the cookie sheet. Doing it that way, I always get uniform sized cookies, and with the melon ball sized, you get more cookies. My family loves them and asks for these more than most of the other cookie recipes I have.
Easy Cake Mix Cookies
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
1 box cake mix
1/2 cup of softened margarine (1 sticks worth)
1 egg
Combine the 3 ingredients into a bowl and stir until moistened. Drop by rounded Tablespoonfuls onto an ungreased cookie sheet. Place them 2 inches apart because they'll spread some.
Bake for 9 to 12 minutes.
Sometimes I add a handful of chocolate chips, or even 2/3 cup of oatmeal to make them a little different. You can use any flavor cake mix, chocolate, vanilla, or whatever suits your fancy that day. I've found that it doesn't matter in the least whether you use a name brand cake mix, or the cheapest on the shelf. I use the cheap ones there is no difference in the flavor of the cookies at all. For the margarine, only use the stick kind, tub butter doesn't work well.
When I make mine, I use a small sized melon scooper, then slice each one of those in half, roll it into a ball and put it on the cookie sheet. Doing it that way, I always get uniform sized cookies, and with the melon ball sized, you get more cookies. My family loves them and asks for these more than most of the other cookie recipes I have.
Monday, June 20, 2011
The perfect computer add-on...
Sunday, June 19, 2011
To Dad: Things you probably think I didn't notice as a child...but I did!
When I was 4, back in the early 1950's, I had the brilliant idea of selling dandelions and set up a road-side stand. Our little farming community was SO small, that if 3 cars went down the road in an hour, it was like a parade. I spent the morning picking those pretty dandelions and had them arranged in mason jars under the front maple tree. One of our neighbors fathers stopped on his way home and bought two bunches for his wife to enjoy. You never told me that you called him and asked him to stop that day, but I was so thrilled about those two nickels in my hot little hands. As a parent, and grandparent now, myself, I understand the true love behind such a small deed just to make a child happy!
I'll bet you didn't notice that your unselfish deeds for the community made an impact on me. When you mortgaged our farm and house to start a volunteer fire department, and buy the first truck and all, I saw you were willing to put everything on the line to keep other people safe and protected. Not every man would be willing to take such a gigantic risk: if the fire department failed, not only would you lose your house, but your family farm and income. This year celebrates the 50 plus years that our volunteer fire department has been in the black. The little building that held one pumper and tanker, is now huge and holds many pumpers and tankers, as well as rescue equipment and trucks. I'm so proud of you! You taught all of us how one man can make a difference for the betterment of all!
I'll bet you didn't notice that you taught me that sometimes life causes you great injury and pain, but with faith, life goes on. That fall, during harvesting, you lost your arm in a corn-picker. It was so devastating, to you and changed your life forever. Yet you learned how to do everything all over again when you were forced to become a 'lefty.' On fire safety days at the local elementary, you not only taught them about staying safe, but you let those curious children sit on your lap and see how that arm actually worked to open and close. What you didn't know, is that you were teaching them too: things happen and you can still be productive and have a good life. You taught me perseverance, and that even in life's sometimes darkest hours, with the help of loving family and friends, one can still find rays of sunshine. I also learned that when disaster strikes, a whole community pulls together to help. I'm pretty sure most of those firemen never planned on re-arranging their schedules so that they could send extra help for Mom and us during the twice a day milking of all those cows.
I'll bet you didn't notice that you taught me determination through all those years of riding and loving horses. I have to admit I wasn't always thrilled about getting bucked off a horse and then having to get right back on so that it wouldn't learn bad habits. It taught me that even though things don't work out well the first time around, you have to keep trying until it does work out, and if plan A doesn't work, there's always plan B, and a whole alphabet to go through.
You taught me love of family, love of nature, love of community and country. You taught me that animals that can't take care of themselves get took care of first. Your actions and deeds taught me more about life than mere words could ever tell. You taught me so much, and did it with a Father's love. If Heaven has a post office, I wish it could deliver this message to my Dad! Happy Father's Day, and I'm really glad you get to be with Mom again, and that God hand picked you to be my Father.
I'll bet you didn't notice that your unselfish deeds for the community made an impact on me. When you mortgaged our farm and house to start a volunteer fire department, and buy the first truck and all, I saw you were willing to put everything on the line to keep other people safe and protected. Not every man would be willing to take such a gigantic risk: if the fire department failed, not only would you lose your house, but your family farm and income. This year celebrates the 50 plus years that our volunteer fire department has been in the black. The little building that held one pumper and tanker, is now huge and holds many pumpers and tankers, as well as rescue equipment and trucks. I'm so proud of you! You taught all of us how one man can make a difference for the betterment of all!
I'll bet you didn't notice that you taught me that sometimes life causes you great injury and pain, but with faith, life goes on. That fall, during harvesting, you lost your arm in a corn-picker. It was so devastating, to you and changed your life forever. Yet you learned how to do everything all over again when you were forced to become a 'lefty.' On fire safety days at the local elementary, you not only taught them about staying safe, but you let those curious children sit on your lap and see how that arm actually worked to open and close. What you didn't know, is that you were teaching them too: things happen and you can still be productive and have a good life. You taught me perseverance, and that even in life's sometimes darkest hours, with the help of loving family and friends, one can still find rays of sunshine. I also learned that when disaster strikes, a whole community pulls together to help. I'm pretty sure most of those firemen never planned on re-arranging their schedules so that they could send extra help for Mom and us during the twice a day milking of all those cows.
I'll bet you didn't notice that you taught me determination through all those years of riding and loving horses. I have to admit I wasn't always thrilled about getting bucked off a horse and then having to get right back on so that it wouldn't learn bad habits. It taught me that even though things don't work out well the first time around, you have to keep trying until it does work out, and if plan A doesn't work, there's always plan B, and a whole alphabet to go through.
You taught me love of family, love of nature, love of community and country. You taught me that animals that can't take care of themselves get took care of first. Your actions and deeds taught me more about life than mere words could ever tell. You taught me so much, and did it with a Father's love. If Heaven has a post office, I wish it could deliver this message to my Dad! Happy Father's Day, and I'm really glad you get to be with Mom again, and that God hand picked you to be my Father.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
The cat's meow...
My cat is driving me crazzzzzzzzzy tonight! And that IS an understatement! Garfield is a huge male house cat that looks, and acts, just like the cartoon Garfield. While the cartoon character is cute, it's not always cute in a real cat, especially if he looks like a Garfield on steroids. He's bigger than our shitzipoo, and weighs in at about 20 pounds or so. Not fat, but huge and long.
I got Garfield as a rescue cat from my oldest daughter, who is a veterinarian. My ancient cat, Sweetie, was looking like her last days were to come soon (she was then 19 and showing her age.) Now, I know I have that special stamp on my forehead that says 'sucker', but what was I ever thinkin?! I mean, I get a lot of drop-offs here at the farm. It's like people see a barn and say: here's a likely place to dump that kitty Ma!! It's not like another one wasn't going to show up anytime in the near future or something, but, like the misguided nut that I am I said 'OK.' DUH.....
So, I got Garfield, who was then about 3 or so, and wouldn't you know it, Sweetie started acting younger and playing more. Go figure! Sweetie passed this past spring, so now I no longer have that special set of mini stairs so she could walk up to her window seat, or onto the bed. The things we do for our pets huh?!
I swear Garfield knows how to play games. I think his favorite game is: if she's laying in bed watching tv, then exactly where can I position myself best so she can't see it? So, he stretches out and lays along the footboard of my antique bed, and he's so big I can't see the tv itself, much less what's on it. The only way I can get him to move is if I pat the bed and call him. See, I think it's a ploy just so he can get petted. Pretty smart, no? Kind of makes you wonder exactly who owns who!
Tonight, somehow, a big old moth got in. I swear that cat must have launched off of every piece of furniture in the room just trying to get it. And fast? For a cat that only sashay's around the room, he has unexpected speed!! What I find humorous is that if that was a mouse, the only place he'd run would be into my lap. I know for sure, because last fall one got into the house. I put Garfield into the kitchen, thinking 'the cat will get it'. Once I shut the door, he was body slamming it trying to get away from it! What's with that...hey, you're a cat, for pete's sake go into attack mode! Sigh...I got the mouse with a mouse-trap, and Garfield avoided the kitchen for months afterwards lol.
Tonight I ran out of cat food. Too late to go to the store, so I gave him some of the dog food. I've never had a cat refuse that before when I ran out of cat food. But of course, we are talking about a picky Garfield. Tried an egg...nope. Tried a little milk on the dog food...nope. But...as soon as I had a bowl of potato salad sitting on my desk, and left the room for two minutes, guess who was eating it?! (Really, do cats like potatoes and onions and stuff?) And don't even ask what happened to my slice of pepperoni pizza! I'm thinking that maybe the trick is to put the dog food on a people plate and leave it on my desk.
I got Garfield as a rescue cat from my oldest daughter, who is a veterinarian. My ancient cat, Sweetie, was looking like her last days were to come soon (she was then 19 and showing her age.) Now, I know I have that special stamp on my forehead that says 'sucker', but what was I ever thinkin?! I mean, I get a lot of drop-offs here at the farm. It's like people see a barn and say: here's a likely place to dump that kitty Ma!! It's not like another one wasn't going to show up anytime in the near future or something, but, like the misguided nut that I am I said 'OK.' DUH.....
So, I got Garfield, who was then about 3 or so, and wouldn't you know it, Sweetie started acting younger and playing more. Go figure! Sweetie passed this past spring, so now I no longer have that special set of mini stairs so she could walk up to her window seat, or onto the bed. The things we do for our pets huh?!
I swear Garfield knows how to play games. I think his favorite game is: if she's laying in bed watching tv, then exactly where can I position myself best so she can't see it? So, he stretches out and lays along the footboard of my antique bed, and he's so big I can't see the tv itself, much less what's on it. The only way I can get him to move is if I pat the bed and call him. See, I think it's a ploy just so he can get petted. Pretty smart, no? Kind of makes you wonder exactly who owns who!
Tonight, somehow, a big old moth got in. I swear that cat must have launched off of every piece of furniture in the room just trying to get it. And fast? For a cat that only sashay's around the room, he has unexpected speed!! What I find humorous is that if that was a mouse, the only place he'd run would be into my lap. I know for sure, because last fall one got into the house. I put Garfield into the kitchen, thinking 'the cat will get it'. Once I shut the door, he was body slamming it trying to get away from it! What's with that...hey, you're a cat, for pete's sake go into attack mode! Sigh...I got the mouse with a mouse-trap, and Garfield avoided the kitchen for months afterwards lol.
Tonight I ran out of cat food. Too late to go to the store, so I gave him some of the dog food. I've never had a cat refuse that before when I ran out of cat food. But of course, we are talking about a picky Garfield. Tried an egg...nope. Tried a little milk on the dog food...nope. But...as soon as I had a bowl of potato salad sitting on my desk, and left the room for two minutes, guess who was eating it?! (Really, do cats like potatoes and onions and stuff?) And don't even ask what happened to my slice of pepperoni pizza! I'm thinking that maybe the trick is to put the dog food on a people plate and leave it on my desk.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Of all the things I miss, I miss my mind the most!
Sometimes I just have to laugh at myself, if only because I know there are others are probably doing the same thing; the only difference is that I definitely don't snicker and turn my head. We have 2 house dogs here, Kelly, a German Shepherd (around 10 yrs old and 60 pounds) and Lola, a little Shitzipoo (about 2 years old and 15 pounds.) Let's just say Lola lives up to her breed, ie: she needs to shitzipoo every time I turn around. So I find she needs to be let out into the run far more often than Kelly. As long as she doesn't shitzipoo on my carpet or floors, then I'm OK with that.
Last night my daughter Alli's hubby let little Lola out into the outdoor run. When it's dark out the motion detector light pops on when any of the dogs are out there...and unfortunately, it pops on for the coyotes, squirrels, and raccoons too. I saw him going towards the breezeway door heading for the garage, but I didn't see Lola following, or him let her out. So, I guess I didn't really pay attention, I just kept typing away at the old computer.
I shut down the living room tv, computer and all, and in the quiet I could hear this quiet scratching noise. Knowing I had left a window cracked open in the hallway, I stopped like a deer stuck in the headlights thinking: 'NO, don't let that be a raccoon, or something, trying to get in!' (I still get nervous when I remember that coyote sniffing at my open window a couple summers ago...and then killing my barn cat 2 minutes later!!) Then the noise quit for a minute and started up again. As I got closer to the breezeway I realized the noise was coming from outside, and found Lola paddling 90 mph on the door with her forefeet. I didn't know that a dog could run like that and actually go nowhere. I have no idea how long she was out there, but she stuck to me like Elmer's glue for the rest of the night.
One thing about getting old, sometimes you forget the important stuff while remembering something totally stupid. There is no Betty Rubble in the jar of Flintstones Chewable Vitamins. Case in point! I can remember that, and yes, I know it's stupid, but there it hangs in some trapped 'trivia spot' in my grey matter.
Last night my daughter Alli's hubby let little Lola out into the outdoor run. When it's dark out the motion detector light pops on when any of the dogs are out there...and unfortunately, it pops on for the coyotes, squirrels, and raccoons too. I saw him going towards the breezeway door heading for the garage, but I didn't see Lola following, or him let her out. So, I guess I didn't really pay attention, I just kept typing away at the old computer.
I shut down the living room tv, computer and all, and in the quiet I could hear this quiet scratching noise. Knowing I had left a window cracked open in the hallway, I stopped like a deer stuck in the headlights thinking: 'NO, don't let that be a raccoon, or something, trying to get in!' (I still get nervous when I remember that coyote sniffing at my open window a couple summers ago...and then killing my barn cat 2 minutes later!!) Then the noise quit for a minute and started up again. As I got closer to the breezeway I realized the noise was coming from outside, and found Lola paddling 90 mph on the door with her forefeet. I didn't know that a dog could run like that and actually go nowhere. I have no idea how long she was out there, but she stuck to me like Elmer's glue for the rest of the night.
One thing about getting old, sometimes you forget the important stuff while remembering something totally stupid. There is no Betty Rubble in the jar of Flintstones Chewable Vitamins. Case in point! I can remember that, and yes, I know it's stupid, but there it hangs in some trapped 'trivia spot' in my grey matter.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
How to remove bees: free AND easy
What's the buzz today? Well, I'd like to share with you how I solved my problem with bees...and it was easy, free, and so stupid I know you think it won't work. But, it DOES work! My back porch had borer bees, so many I couldn't get out the back door without getting dive-bombed. Inside the dog's outdoor kennel, there was some kind of bee that tunnels down into the ground and was driving the dogs crazy. Today, voila, there's no more bees in either of those spots! Yippie:-) How'd I do it without chemicals...and for free to boot?
Take a brown paper bag (lunch sack size works well), and blow it up into a ball shape. I take old newspaper and cram it inside, and make it look football shaped. I tie off the end with a twist tie, and then hang it in a visable spot where the bees can see it. I usually thumb tack it into a building corner because that's where hornets like to build their nest. By day 2, most of the bees were gone, and by day 3, all of them. Three weeks later and I'm still bee free in both areas. I do get a lot of strange looks and questions because I have a paper bag in the corner of my porch, but hey, I'll be pleased to look like a whacky old lady if it does the trick!
Why does it work? Well, bees are all very territorial creatures. If they think another colony of bees, or species of bees, has moved in close to them, they will high tail it out of there and go build somewhere else. Why can't they tell that that's only a paper sack? Uh, who knows?! Maybe it's because of the way their eyes work. All I do know is it's a good chemical free way to get those bees, and best of all, it's free. One friends husband said it was too stupid and it'd never work...and he just HAD to try it to disprove it. He tried it, his bees left, and she said he was amazed something so easy could work.
Take a brown paper bag (lunch sack size works well), and blow it up into a ball shape. I take old newspaper and cram it inside, and make it look football shaped. I tie off the end with a twist tie, and then hang it in a visable spot where the bees can see it. I usually thumb tack it into a building corner because that's where hornets like to build their nest. By day 2, most of the bees were gone, and by day 3, all of them. Three weeks later and I'm still bee free in both areas. I do get a lot of strange looks and questions because I have a paper bag in the corner of my porch, but hey, I'll be pleased to look like a whacky old lady if it does the trick!
Why does it work? Well, bees are all very territorial creatures. If they think another colony of bees, or species of bees, has moved in close to them, they will high tail it out of there and go build somewhere else. Why can't they tell that that's only a paper sack? Uh, who knows?! Maybe it's because of the way their eyes work. All I do know is it's a good chemical free way to get those bees, and best of all, it's free. One friends husband said it was too stupid and it'd never work...and he just HAD to try it to disprove it. He tried it, his bees left, and she said he was amazed something so easy could work.
Joys Noise has moved from Live journal...
Hopefully, many of you will remember Joys Noise from when it was hosted on Live Journal. Before they made their switch, I had quit blogging because of a spammer who constantly was putting inappropriate 'stuff' throughout my comments links. After many discussions, and repairs, by the Live staff, I decided to abandon that blog and not renew at their new site. I have had so many letters and thank you's for the 'how to move a queen sized bed up narrow stairs' post. If anybody still wants or needs this info, shoot me an email or leave a message.
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