Friday, December 30, 2022

Wait ... he said DON'T stock up? What the ...? What??

Finance guru, Dave Ramsey, has branched out, it seems,
and he is now giving prepper advice. 


Well, not exactly, but this recent article, claims Ramsey suggseted five items that consumers should not purchase at the bulk buying store.  

  • Fruits
  • Vegetables
  • Dairy
  • Condiments
  • Spices
The impetus behind his recommendation is that, because those items are perishable, they are likely to go bad before they can be used, and tossing food is a huge waste of money, but ... 

I guess the assumption that we're just going to let it rot and then just toss it in a land fill is what bristles most for me.  To be fair, yes, occasionally I have purchased things that have ended up in the compost pile or been served to the chickens, but mostly, we eat it before it turns blue or it gets tossed in the freezer. 


Drying corn for popcorn


In the fall, when we have a glut of eggs, and the temperatures are starting to get wonky, but it's too early to fire up the woodstove, I like to bake.  And sometimes I get a little carried away to the point that my family gets tired of having fresh cake every Monday.  Did you know that cake freezes REALLY well?  Yes, even cake that's been frosted!  

So, I've found a way to preserve the excess of eggs that we were getting, and also to give us a treat (usually packed in a lunch) that we won't have as much of during the winter when the chickens stop laying as much.  




Interestingly, one of our favorite cakes is applesauce cake, which requires spices (and apples).  In fact, lots of our favorite preserved foods call for herbs and spices, like salt, pepper, cloves, cinnamon, and dill.   Dried herbs and spices can be incredibly expensive, and being able to save a few dollars by buying in bulk is a very good thing.  

I don't just use herbs and spices in preserving and baking, though.  I use a lot of seasonings in my regular cooking, and I don't purchase spice mixes.  I mix and match my spices myself, which means I need bulk quantities of all of the spices I use regularly.  My favorites, and the ones I always try to keep on hand and purchased (or grown) in the largest quantities I can find, are:  chili powder, garlic powder, onion powder, paprika, oregano, rosemary, dill, basil, thyme, sage, mint, pepper, salt, cinnamon, turmeric, curry powder, and tarragon.  

Some of those are more expensive than others, but all of them are going to be overall less expensive when purchased in quantity.
 
But what really twisted my knickers when I saw the recommendation was the FACT that herbs and spices have a pretty long shelf life.   According to this article, ground spices will last six months or longer, depending on the spice, and whole spices (like black peppercorns and cloves) last 10x as long.  According to this article, herbs and spices can have a shelf life of one to five years.  Salt will last indefinitely.  

The recommendation to avoid purchasing bulk spices seems ... short-sighted, to me.

Likewise with condiments.  I mean, sure, not buying a 40 oz jar of a very obscure condiment that most people may use once in a while, like curry paste, which I rarely use (but would use more often if we did more home cooking of Southeast Asian cuisine), but mayonnaise ...?  I make all of my own salad dressings and dipping sauces, and most of the time it's a mayonnaise-based dressing, consisting of mayonnaise, half and half, vinegar, and seasonings (recipe to follow).  I also like making my own honey mustard, and this article shares a basic recipe for a vinaigrette with variations, BUT all three types of vinaigrette in the article use Dijon mustard.  

In this case, I am saving money both because I am making the dressings myself and because I save money by purchasing the ingredients in bulk.  Saving a few dollars per jar for mustard and mayonnaise to have extra jars on hand is a GREAT idea!  Just sayin'.  

Also, I would like to point out that condiments, like ketchup, don't go bad fast.  This article explains that, stored in the refrigerator, a bottle of ketchup (which is mostly vinegar anyway) can six months.  

In addition, in a worst case scenario, ketchup might prove useful for more than just adding flavor to french fries.   According to some accounts, during the Great Depression, it was a common practice to put ketchup in hot water for a poor man's version of tomato soup.  I mean, it wouldn't be my first choice, but in a pinch, I'd probably eat it.  

Personally, I recommend ignoring Mr. Ramsey and just buy the condiments and the spices.  

As for dairy, for some items, I might agree.  Others, not so much.  Like, my family doesn't drink a lot of milk, and when we do, I prefer to get it from a local farm where I can get it raw.  So, *I* wouldn't buy gallons of milk at the bulk buying store.  Cheese, on the other hand ...., and I actually do purchase cheese in 2 lb blocks already.  The key is to keep it in its original packaging, and like spices, unsliced cheese has a longer shelf life than sliced cheese.  So, get the big block and slice off what you need, taking care to avoid touching the cheese as much as is possible (cross-contimination can really take the shelf life out of the cheese!).  

And then, there's this - most of the dairy products that one finds in the bulk buying stores can be frozen.   Freezing dairy extends the shelf-life to a couple of months, which is a very good argument FOR going ahead and snatching up that good deal on dairy at the bulk club.

As for fruits and vegetables ... well, you know what I'm going to say.  Most fruits and vegetables can be canned, pickled, fermented, dehydrated, and/or frozen.  Or, if properly stored in a root cellar or unheated garage, can be kept for MONTHS.  I mean, isn't that exactly what our ancestors did with their excess produce?  And by "excess", I mean what they weren't going to eat before it spoiled.  Making pickles for winter storage was a thing for centuries before Vlasic put them on grocery store shelves.


Worstcase, those fruits and vegetables overripen, rot, or otherwise become inedible, but it's not garbage.  It's COMPOST!  Those fruits and vegetables have a life after shelf-life.  So, while there may be perceived waste, because your family didn't eat it, it's not wasted if it makes compost for growing next year's vegetable garden.

Fruits and vegetables that don't get consumed by my family end up going out to the rabbits or chickens, and, well, then, they do, eventually, feed my family.  So, there's that.  And giving those spent vegetables to the chickens means I save money on feed.  So, there's that, too.

In short, I can't really get behind ANY of Dave Ramsey's recommendations for things to skip at the bulk buying club.

Instead, let me give a few suggestions of things to avoid insetad.

1.  Bulk packages of individually wrapped snacks.

Yes, buying them at the bulk store WILL save money, BUT not buying the individual portions at all and opting for the big bag of chips and repackaging them into smaller portions will save more money.  

There's also the fact that making it will be cheaper, always.  I did a cost analysis of an individually wrapped snack cake vs. my homemade cake.  Homemade cake is cheaper.  


2.  Premade freezer meals.

I love having things in my freezer.  It does save money in multiple ways:  having a stocked freezer means it takes less energy to keep it cold;  a well-stocked freezer means we're less likely to eat out, which saves money; depending on what it's stocked with, a well-stocked freezer can save time, which in some circles equates to money (i.e. time is money).

Those premade meals, however, are just not a good buy.  Yes, they can save time, but wait.  Do they really?   Annie's frozen mac&cheese (arguably, yummy) cost $3.59 for a single serving.  It takes 30 to 40 minutes in a preheated oven to cook it.  Annie's shelf stable mac&cheese with the cheese sauce instead of the powder costs $4.49/box.  It takes 7 to 9 minutes to cook in boiling water, and it serves 3 people.  So, really, which costs less? 

 
3.  Pre-cooked rice in pouches.

Yes, it takes considerably less time to warm up pre-cooked rice, but come on.  Boiling rice takes about a half hour, at most.  

Two cups of uncooked rice will serve four people.  One pound of uncooked rice is around 5 cups of rice.  So, if rice is $2.50/lb, one can feed four people for around $1.25.  

Compare that to the cost of an 8.8oz package of pre cooked Uncle Ben's rice, which is $2.33 and only feeds two people.  Uncle Ben's precooked rice is 4x more expensive than just cooking the rice.  Does saving 20 minutes really make up for the extra cost of the precooked rice?

4.  Bottles of pre-brewed individual servings of tea.

A box of 100 tea bags costs $5 depending on the brand.  A half gallon of tea uses four tea bags, which costs about $0.20, and is about three and half 18 oz servings, which works about to around $0.065 per serving.  Compare that to an 18 oz bottle of pre-brewed tea, which is around $2, if one purchases twelve bottles at a time. 

I mean ....  Is there even a question as to which is more cost effective?   But then, there's the plastic bottle to recycle or throw away.  Put your home-brewed tea in a pint jar to travel, get more servings, save beaucoup d'argent, AND save the planet.  


5.  Clothes/books.

Maybe there's a cost savings over purchasing a new shirt at the department store, BUT getting it second hand at a thrift store will almost certainly cost less.  

And books?  Maybe books at the bulk buying store are cheaper than they are at a national chain bookstore, but my local new/used book store has a $0.50 book table, and have you heard of the library?  Books there are FREE!  It doesn't get cheaper than that.  


I'm a little disappointed in the suggestion that we should skip buying perishables in bulk, based solely on the notion that we might end up throwing them in the trash.  The reality is that IF we want to take advantage of bulk buying clubs to see a real cost savings, the best thing to do is to not be dazzled into buying sleek packages of uber convenient food.  In the end, the cost will be a lot more than the price of that wilted lettuce, and the convenience won't really offset the overall cost, either.  

What do you think about Dave Ramsey's recommendation?  What would you avoid buying at a bulk buying club?



Basic Ranch-style Salad Dressing:

1 c mayonnaise
1/2 c half and half (or milk or cream)
2 TBS (or to taste) red wine vinegar (could substitute white wine vinegar)
2 tsp each garlic powder, onion powder, dried basil
1/2 tsp each salt and ground pepper

Mix well.  Store in the refrigerator in a sealed jar.
Adjust the first two ingredients for thickness.  More mayonnaise makes it more of a dipping sauce.  More half and half makes it a more pourable dressing.

Monday, December 19, 2022

The Spirit of Christmas

Several years ago, I was tasked with writing an article for the blog on my publisher's website.  My publicist, who was being tasked with the chore, was at a loss, and I thought I could whip something together.  The topic was "The Spirit of Christmas", and below is my thoughts on the subject.

May your days be merry and bright ....


Originally published on December 19, 2013

My youngest daughter turned eleven this year. In our eyes, of course, she is still just a little girl, but the reality is that she is becoming a young woman, and part of that transition is to start to question those beliefs that she has always held.

As a bit of background, when Eric and I were young parents, we had discussed the whole Santa Claus issue – that is, do we or do we not teach our children to believe? Part of our culture, especially this time of year, is to promote the magic of Christmas by offering our young people this iconic figure who will grant their deepest wish if they just believe. As young parents, we weren’t sure we wanted to perpetuate that myth.

Unfortunately, we failed to make a definitive choice, and instead allowed family members who adored those Santa traditions to teach our daughters that there was this elf-raised entity, who was always watching (which, in itself, is kind of creepy), and magically answered their deepest desires by bringing them those gifts they received on Christmas morning. We got swept away in the flood, and even after those relatives were no longer actively participating in holiday traditions, we continued.

Her older siblings are no longer asking those questions, having quietly, without discussion with us, their parents, determined that Santa is a figment.

Over the past couple of weeks, as the big day grows closer, my eleven year old has been asking that question, and we have been waffling about what to say. Do we pop that bubble and say to her, it’s not real? Do we ignore the questions and just let her come to her own conclusions? Do we find some other way to explain this cultural phenomenon?

I decided to take a more proactive approach with her, not to ignore her questions and not to continue to lie to her. She is getting old enough to really be able to reason things out, but the fact that she is asking tells me that she wants some answers.

So, I asked her, “What do you think about Santa?” And she told me that she thought Santa brought some of her gifts. I asked her which ones. She thought for a bit.

“I think he brought those candy canes that were in my stocking that one year.”

“The ones you didn’t like because they were too strong?” She nodded.

I can only imagine that her mind found that gift, because it was incredibly unique and very different. It was not the grocery store candy canes, but a gourmet style that used real peppermint oil as the flavoring – which is why they were so strong. Of course, those were not something Mom and Dad had planted in the stocking.

“When I was your age,” I told her. “My friends and I decided that Santa was the Spirit of the Season.”

I explained to her that, when I was her age, my friends and I had decided that Santa was that little spark of joy and delight that was infused in this season of light and giving. He is the energy that makes us smile at one another, even when there is a foot of snow on the ground, and we are slipping, and it is cold out, and at any other time of the year, we would be grumbling and gritching about the crappy weather or the insensitive lout who just pulled out in front of us in traffic.

I was not lying to her, and I was not trying to keep her believing in something that is not real.

This season has been dubbed the Season of Giving, and the consumer culture we live in has grabbed that slogan and plastered it on every product that is being manufactured in an attempt to encourage us to spend more money and buy more stuff. It is very easy to get bogged down by the extreme commercialism that this holiday has become and to allow one’s disdain for the culture of stuff to shadow that child’s wonder most of us once held. It is really easy to become bitter.

It is just as easy, however, to take back that slogan by adopting an attitude of giving ourselves. It doesn’t have to be about buying more stuff, because gifts do not all come in big boxes adorned with big bows and garishly colored paper.

“You know that family your dance team has adopted?” She nodded.

“We don’t know them. I don’t even know their names, but we’re giving them a bunch of gifts. That’s the Spirit of Christmas. That’s Santa.”

In the story, The Polar Express, the young boy rides the Christmas train to the North Pole, where he meets Santa, in person, and receives as a gift the sleigh bell. As long as he believes, he can hear the bell’s jingle.

My daughter may not believe in Santa as a flesh-and-blood man who lives at the North Pole, employs elves, and drives a reindeer powered sled, but she does understand that the joy of this season lies, not in having her every wish fulfilled, but in sharing, her joy, her wonder, and her giving spirit with others.

And I think, she may just always hear that bell. I do.


Sunday, December 4, 2022

Vintage Christmas

I love this season!  The lights, the decorations (although *I* am not a fan of doing my own decorating, I love looking at other people's decorations :)); the giving and receiving of gifts;  the general feeling of well-being, kindness, and generosity that seems to float in the air like tiny snowflakes ... and yes, even the weather!  I love the cold, the snow, and that crisp, frosty feeling first thing in the morning.  

The library is participating this year in our community Christmas festival, which includes visits with Santa and Mrs. Claus and the annual tree lighting ceremony.  We will be open during the festival, as one of the stops for the town-wide scavenger hunt and a warming station for those who will be in the adjacent park, but find that spending two hours outside is a bit much.  

The Children's librarian is planning an assortment of activities for the littles, and my boss asked me to think up something for our older patrons.  

I have known my boss for decades, and she is familiar with my books and my lifestyle.  Getting me on the staff was exciting for her, as an opportunity to bring more ideas for sustainability and eco-friendly lifestyles to the library.  She has been prodding me to come up with some program ideas for our adult patrons with a focus on sustainability, which is, of course, my métier.  

So, when she said, "Hey, let's come up with something for the adults," I started looking for craft ideas that wouldn't cost us anything in materials, and I found this paper Christmas tree decoration.  

The template was free, and using old, rotting, water-damanged, and/or bug chewed books gives them that "Christmas of Yore" kind of vibe.  I have a jar full of corks I have been saving (because one never knows when one might need a used cork), and some skewers for grilled kabobs.  So, basically, this is a free craft using mostly upcycled materials.  I mean, it doesn't get more eco-friendly/sustainable than that.

The only issue I had with the whole project was that we would be destroying the books.  

Then, as I was making my example, it occured to me that the craft didn't have to result in a bunch of  cut up books destined for the recycling bin.  If we took care while we were making our trees, we could preserve the frame work of the book and turn it into something else that was gift-worthy.

A book safe!




This year the news all around warns that money will be tight for most folks and that gift giving may require more creativity and less plastic (as in credit cards).  Being able to share ways to a zero waste, FREE, and lovely holiday decoration with the bonus of a potential gift, just makes me happy. 

And I'm thinking that saving $150 on a wine cork lazy susan by making my own out of the corks I've been saving is an absolute win!

Happy Holidays!  May your holidays be merry, bright, and frugal!

Monday, October 24, 2022

Riot

Have you seen these "new" climate activists?  

A group of young people from Germany have decided that fossil fuels are bad (no shit!) and destroying the world (really?  that's news?), and to bring attention to these facts, they are throwing food at priceless works of art as a form of protest ... or as a way to shine light on the issue of climate change, which, I can only assume, they believe that everyone else is ignoring.  Their rational is that due to continued use of fossel fuels, the human population is doomed to extinction, and since we're all going to die, anyway, and no will be around to appreciate the art, they should just destroy it, because, you know, that's the logical and useful way to deal with the issue.

My question, to them, is what are THEY doing about it?  Well, other than trying to destroy priceless and timeless works of art as a form of protest.

Several years ago, I joined a group of thousands of other "activists" in a form of protest to bring to light the issue of climate change, and I dragged (a mostly reluctant) Deus Ex Machina and our daughters into the fray with me.  We were writers, bloggers, authors, civic-minded individuals, who saw what was happening in the world and wanted to change things before it was too late.  

We didn't march on Washington wearing oddly shaped hats, or visit museums and throw soup or mashed potatoes at centuries' old paintings.  We didn't call on our leaders to pass laws and make policies that forced others to make changes, we, ourselves, had not, yet, commited to making. 

No, what we did was attempt to follow the sage advice of Mahatma Gandhi, who believed that true change can only come from within.  We change.  We BE THE CHANGE, we want to see in the world.  That's what he said.  That's what we did.

The movement was called the Riot for Austerity, and our goal and our practice was to change our own, personal, footprint with the goal of reducing our consumption to 10% of the resources that the average "westerner" (mostly calculated by American standards) used.    There were seven categories we were attempting to reduce: gas/oil (for heating and cooking); transportation; water; garbage; consumer spending; food; and electrical usage.

Here at Chez Brown, we cut our electrical and water usage to one-third average; our food consumption was 80% locally sourced; garbage was 5% of average; consumer spending was 40% of average.  Because we were homeschooling and I worked from home, getting our numbers any lower was difficult, and whereas other members of the community might not count their personal consumption of electricity, water, etc. at their jobs or at their children's schools, I didn't have that luxury.  

At any rate, we rioters thought the best way to fix the climate issue was to make changes in OUR lives, and so we did.  

We cut our own consumption.  We wrote books and blogs and magazine articles.  We went to the Mother Earth News Fairs and the Common Ground Fair, and we spread the word as far and as wide as we could.

It was a different mind-set, I guess.  One of *I* can DO something, and *I* SHOULD do something.

Rather than, someone else needs to fix it, but let me tell them how.

The onus was on us, rather than us pointing the finger and demanding someone else do the work to make things better.

I don't disagree with the intent of the protesters who are tossing potatoes at paintings.  We do need more people to be thinking about climate change and ways they can mitigate it. 

And really about resource scarcity and depletion, in general.

I do disagree with their tactics, and I wonder what they are, personally, doing to make things better so that there is someone here far into the future to enjoy that Monet they just tried to defile.



Shelter ... First

Deus Ex Machina always calls me when he's on his way home.  We chat during his drive from there to here, about the day, about whatever, and the call usually ends when I see him pull down the road or into the driveway, and I say, "I see you.  I'm hanging up now." 

The other day it was raining during his drive home.  We were chatting, as usual.

"There's a hitchhiker," he told me when he was less than a half mile from home.  "I'm going to see if he needs a ride."

He pulled over, and I could hear him having an exchange with the, what turned out to be a couple of,  hitchhikers - a man and a woman.  They were going into town - about a two and half mile walk, which under better weather conditions wouldn't be bad, but in the cold, autumn rain, wasn't pleasant.  He offered them a ride.  I told him I was hanging up.  I knew where he was going, roughly, and about how long it would take ... if they had nefarious intentions.

When he got home, he told me their story.  They were homeless and needed a ride into town to retrieve their stuff.  They lived in a tent, which they had stowed behind the drug store in town.  They were unemployed, but were looking for work.  

"It's hard to find a job when you're homeless," they told Deus Ex Machina.  "When you can't shower and all," they added. 

We're nearing the end of what has been a month and half-long remodel project of my daughter's bedroom.  It's only taken us a quarter of a century to get around to fixing that room.  The closet was a hacked-together mess that looked like it had been hastily constructed using leftover materials from some other project ... or actually looked like something someone like me would have built.  I am not handy, and any building projects I have ever tried (which are very few and far between, because I *know* I am not handy) look much better in my head than in reality.   I have always wanted to tear down the closet and rebuild it, and we finally had the time, the money, and the incentive (revamping our auxillary heat system, because having a back-up in case something like what happened last year, when the glass door on the front of our woodstove cracked in November, is always good).  

After we took out the closet "walls".  The "BEFORE."

In addition to the closet issues, we've known for a long time that the room was inadequately insulated and the carpet is older than the *adult* daughter who occupies the room.  So, we demo'd the room down to studs (including the stupid closet) on the outside walls and ceiling and pulled up the old carpeting.  We tripled the insulation in the ceiling and doubled what was in the walls, put up new drywall, painted, and laid a wood laminate floor.  

Goodbye, carpeting!  I can't say I'll miss you!

The new closet is a custom built-in cabinet installation and will be on the other side of the room, which should open up the room to allow for a better placement of a bed.

It's been a lot of work.  A LOT more work than we actually wanted to do, not because we didn't want those things done, but because we are of a maturity level that we wanted to hire someone to do the work rather than do it ourselves - not that we doubted our abilities (although, as I mentioned, I am not the "do-er", I am the helper for most of the project).  The problem is that most handymen/contractors are very busy - still.  No one wanted a job as small as ours.

We got it done, though, and in between doing the work on the room, we still went to work during the week, continued with our weekly dance and music lessons, maintained our farm/home, and found time to go apple picking and do some canning.  Some things are still on the to-do list, but mostly, we were able to do all of the things that needed doing, and also finish the room. 

It helped that we were placed on a very strict time-line by scheduling the heat system installation and deliveries of fixtures and furniture.  We couldn't just claim to be too busy to get it done.  

And it's mostly done. 

Taken from the side of the room where the closet used to be toward the door.  Yes, it's a very long/narrow room.  The "new" closet will be to the left of the door.


There's some trim that needs to be installed, still, but by the first of November, our daughter should be back in her room, and her stuff, of which there is a great deal, should be recorraled out-of-(my)sight/out-of-mind.  It will be very nice to have my house back in order.

We installed the floor this weekend.  It took about four hours.  A VERY LONG four hours, to be honest.  It was a lot of bending and stooping (mostly for Deus Ex Machina, who did the bulk of the work) and standing and holding and sweeping and moving of things (for me).

In a moment of weakness, I might have wished the time away and longed for that "being done."  I find the measuring and cutting especially tedious, and I still don't know why we had to cut so many pieces.  "To stagger the seams", I was told, but the laminate already has built-in staggered seams.  I just thought, cut what we "have" to cut to make it fit, and just lay the rest of it, which is why *I* am not in charge of projects.  Deus Ex Machina tends to be a bit more of a perfectionist than I am.  Thankfully!

There might have been a moment or two when I wished we were done, or, maybe, even regretted getting started, but then, sometime in the middle of my achiness and fatigue, I thought of that couple that Deus Ex Machina met on the road the week prior.  

I am grateful to have a room that I could demolish and rebuild.  I am thankful that I don't live in a tent and have to hitchhike in the rain ... or walk two miles to find the tent I have hidden, all the while hoping that someone else hasn't found it.  

In an extreme survival scenario the first priority is shelter.  I always think about that. 

I also think about the fact that everything is easier when one has a place to live.  

It's easier to eat an affordable and healthy diet, because one has a place to store extra food and to cook food from ingredients rather than boxes.  Costly take out is a luxury we can occcasionally afford rather than how we have to eat, because there are few other choices

It's easier to save money on clothes.  With the space to store sewing supplies, one can mend rather than having to re-purchase.  Or redye one's black shirts when they start to get faded from drying them on the "solar clothes-dryer", and speaking of, one can have a clothesline and a washing machine, rather than having to spend an hours' worth of our wages to to wash and dry a load of laundry.  

With a place to live, life is just easier.

I've read a lot of anecdotes from the (last) Great Depression, and the thing that sticks with me are the stories of people who stayed put.  Who were poor, very poor, but they had a place to live, and that made all of the difference.

They had a place to live, and if they were lucky, a small yard where they could grow a few vegetables and/or raise a few chickens for eggs.  They didn't have much, but they ate.  That's more than a lot of folks could say.  And they could use what they had to make what they needed, rather than having to depend on someone else to meet their needs, which always costs more than doing it oneself.

I did some touch-up painting this morning in that room.  I installed the outlet and light switch covers, and then, I sat in the middle of the empty room, singing, and enjoying the cool acoustics.

And I gave thanks that I have this space, this home, this SHELTER.

If I could give one piece of advice to people who ask me what they should be doing to prepare for this coming economic downturn, I would say make sure you have a place to live.  

After that, life is easier.

Friday, October 14, 2022

I'd Like Change for My Dollar

This is a post from my original blog "Surviving the Suburbs."  I was thinking about this post this morning, when my very lovely, incredibly talented, extremely capable, and highly intelligent friend sent me a text.  She said that the husband of one of her friend had asked her what she does, and she answered that she is a housewife.  His response was to leave the room and take a nap.  She asked me if I thought she was boring (!!).

My friend holds a nursing degree.  She is a licensed massage therapist.  She is bilingual enough that she lived and worked in a bar in Europe in a non-English speaking country, and no one knew she wasn't a native.  She is an incredibly talented artist, and when it comes to home economics, she is a superstar.  She can do everything from sewing slipcovers for her patio furniture (altough she claims she hates to sew) to making soap (and the soap she makes is as much a work of art as it is functional).

I was sad to hear how this man treated her, leaving her feeling like she was worth-less than other people, because her "job" was to take care of her home - like all she does is wash dishes, fold laundry, and watch soap operas all day, all of which assumes that she has nothing interesting to say.  It's frustrating and disheartening to be made to feel less-than, because one does not make money.  Unfortunately, our consumerist culture is all about "making money", but as I have shown, or at least tried to show, here and here and on most of the other posts on THIS blog, housewifery is more about how we "earn" by not earning.  

My daughter stopped by this morning to borrow some camping gear, and I was telling her about my friend's worry.  My daughter works a full-time job and is raising two teenaged daughters.  I said to her, "I don't know how you do it."  Her response was, "I pay someone else to shop for me."  She explained that she does curbside pick-up.  She places the order, the store employees pick her groceries, she drives to the store and parks, and they bring out the bagged up groceries and put them in her trunk.  She says it saves her HOURS per week, because just the in-person grocery shopping experience would take more than an hour, and she shops more than one store.   

I hadn't really considered how having someone else do the shopping could be a benefit to a working parent, although Deus Ex Machina hates all shopping and is very happy to allow me to shop for him  for everything from his clothes to his food.  

"Housewifery" is a dying skill, thanks in a large part to the attitudes that I discuss in this post.  

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Most people who've read my blog for any length of time know that I'm a stay-at-home mom. Well, actually, I guess technically, I'm a work-at-home mom.

A dozen years ago we called ourselves WAHMs. Lots of books were written about us, and we were considered the fastest growing industry in the country. I was even quoted in The Entrepreneurial Parent: How to Earn Your Living and Still Enjoy Your Family, Your Work, Your Life, and for a time, I had an online bookstore with a niche focus on offering information, articles and low-cost books that focused on working from home. It was one of my many home-based entrepreneurial projects.

I was so determined to stay home with my children that I worked really hard to earn, at least, what I would have earned, minus expenses (like childcare, transportation, extra food, clothing etc.) if I had an outside-the-home job. For the most part, at least for the last ten years, I've had a pretty steady income working from home, but even if I didn't, I would still be here, because over the years, we've developed a certain standard of living that is only possible because I am home full-time.

The problem with being home full-time, however, is that society often has a fairly negative view of us SAHMs/WAHMs. I've personally experienced the insurance industry's opinion when we applied for life insurance. I've written about it before, and we were able to find an insurance company that didn't care about my income, but was more than willing to take our monthly premiums and insure me at an amount that actually reflects our need.

It's not just the insurance industry, however. Last week, our President gave a speech to a group of Rhode Island college students in which he espoused those very ideas - that legislation should be passed to allow women to be "full and equal participants" in the economy, i.e. that women should not be penalized for being mothers (maternity leave), that wages should be more even between the genders, and that "quality, affordable daycare" should be made available so that women can get out there and make money without worrying about whether their children are receiving good care.

What bothers me most about the speech is that, whether intentional or not, President Obama is espousing the exact same mistaken idea that the insurance agent expressed - mothers who choose to stay home are not as valuable to our society as mothers who work.

This morning I found this article, and from the first few paragraphs, I began nodding my head, and by the time I was finished, I was nearly giving myself whiplash.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

All of the things that the author of the article cites as being beneficial to her family, but also more.

Because I'm home full-time, we were able to explore alternative lifestyles, like suburban homesteading. I was able to learn skills I would never have thought needed to be learned if I were working full-time, or even if I wanted to know those skills, I would have had less time to work at them. Soap making? Yeah, right.

My being home also improves our personal economy, because we can heat with wood, which would not be possible if we were gone for ten hours a day, five days a week. We would not be hanging the laundry on the line. I would not be cooking, from scratch, five nights a week, and our daughter, who cooks, from scratch, the other two nights, would never have learned that skill.

All of that aside, the problem is not really about my need to defend myself, but rather this continuing battle between those who work and those who don't. Having someone as influential as the President of the United States saying that we need more programs for working mothers (so that women can be "full and equal participants" in the economy) just encourages the idea that non-wage earners are less valuable.

More of the same old rhetoric of "more money will make everyone happier" is tiresome. As a veteran stay-a-home/work-at-home Mom, I know the value of having parents be home with their children, of finding a true work/life balance, of finding meaning and value in one's life outside of the need to make more money.

My being home may well be a luxury, for both me and Deus Ex Machina, but maybe, instead of wasting time trying to force legislation that makes more workers, we should be focusing on encouraging one-income families in which one parent stays home full-time (and it doesn't have to be the "mom". Dads can be awesome stay-at-home parents, too!). Maybe the answer isn't to put six million children in day care this year, but rather to find a way to allow six million parents to be home with their children.

Here's the video of President Obama's speech in Rhode Island.

For the record, this post isn't a defense of SAHMs or a criticism of working mothers, but rather a commentary on the fact that by placing all of our emphasis on the need to work, we are stripping ourselves of our independence and choice. Independence isn't having a job, an apartment and a car, but rather the ability to meet one's own needs, and I would never have cultivated the skills necessary to be truly independent, if I had worked a full-time job and put my kids in daycare.

Friday, September 2, 2022

Why would a Prepper want nail polish? Let me tell you!

I'm not usually a futzy kind of woman.  I don't go to a salon to get my hair done.  I've been cutting my own hair for most of my adult life, and I've had my hair dyed a total of once ... in my life (which spans more than a half a century).  My daughter did it.  

I also don't buy a lot of fancy and expensive bath products.  In fact, as you may recall, if you've been reading here for any amount of time, I learned to make my own soap, including a soap paste for diluting to make liquid soap (thanks, Hattie!), and that is what I and Deus Ex Machina have been using for our full-body washing for the past year.  I love how versatile and easy it is, and I love even more that I can add my own essential oils to make whatever scent that suits me.  My current favorite is basil-bergamot.  Can't get that at the grocery store.  Just sayin'.  

In addition, I don't wear a lot of make-up.  Eyeliner and mascara, both in basic black, and maybe a little concealer.  I haven't worn eye shadow or blush since college, and I've never liked lipstick on myself.  

And nail polish has never been something on which I've spent much time or money.  I don't paint my fingernails ... not really ever.  I spent too much time working in the food service industry and the military - where painted nails weren't prohibited, but were strongly discouraged.  In my current life, I spend too much time with my hands in dirt and other activities (like cooking) that aren't conducive to keeping nails pretty.  Nail polish wouldn't last long on my fingernails.  And frankly, my preferred aesthetic, when it comes to hands, is short, neat, clean and bare fingernails.  

I do, however, LOVE to paint my toenails.  I have one bottle of nail polish that I've had for as long as I can remember, because nail polish isn't something I spend a lot of time or money on. I would paint my nails, and when the polish wore off, or my toenails out grew the polished areas, I would just paint over the old polish.  

So, when my daughter and daughter-in-law started inviting me to their Color Street parties on Facebook, I was completely skeptical.  Cosmetics aren't my thing, especially nail polish.  I just wasn't sure what I was going to do.  I had to watch a YouTube video to even understand what they were, and after the video, I was even more skeptical.  Like, what ... in ... the ... heck ... are those things??!!  

But I put aside all of my critical throughts and anti-consumerist ideologies, and decided to trust those two very smart and very wonderful women, who know me, and know what I am like and what I like.  They wouldn't ask me to violate my principles for a 'beauty' product, if they didn't really think it had some value.  

I ordered a few of the kits, and they arrived in these flat packages of little nail-shaped stickers (they aren't stickers).  They seemed a little futzy and bothersome.  I wasn't sure how to use them, and I was worried I'd make a mess of it.  I shared my concerns with my daughter, who was kind and generous enough to not only NOT laugh at my incompetence, but also came to my house and did my nails for me.  What a great kid!  I'm a lucky mom ;).  

Applying the polish was easy, and YES, the Color Street product is actual nail polish - not stickers!  It goes on quickly and easily, and with a heck of a lot less mess than nail polish.  


Have you ever had to clean up nail polish that your nine year old daughter spilled all over the bathroom floor and toilet (and, no, I don't know how she managed that!), and replace a towel that she used to wipe up the polish in an attempt to clean it up herself?  

The Color Street appliques are clean and neat and the only "mess" is the packaging.  They're super easy to use, even for someone as uncoordinated as I can be.  There are special "pedicure" kits, which I had been purchasing.  I must have said something about wishing the there were more color/style options for  pedicures, and my stylist informed me that the manicure kits can be used on one's toes, as well.    

Wha-a-a-a-t??

I must have mentioned something about Color Street nails to my co-worker, because the other day,  she brought a gift for me.  It was a box FULL of Color Street nail kits!  She said that she wasn't going to use them, and she thought I might like them.  I was and am completely overwhelmed by her generosity and thoughtfulness!


The Prepper me looked at all of those nail kits and thought, "Huzzah! I'm ready for the end of the world as we know it!"

I recently read Susan Beth Pfeffer's novel The Dead and the Gone.  The novel follows teenager, Alex Morales, who lives in New York City.  When an asteroid crashes into the moon, the whole world goes wonky, and Alex has to figure out how to survive with his two younger sisters.  

One thing I always hate about TEOTWAWKI novels is the propensity of writers to follow the same trope of the world descending immediately into complete chaos, anarchy, and violence.  The problem I have is that the trope is not true to the real way most people behave following disasters.  Yes, there is occasionally looting, rioting, and violence, but most of the time, what I've seen is people being generous and helpful to other people.  And I like to think that if we do suffer an End of the World As We Know It event, what we will find is more in keeping with how people actually react following extreme weather events or during war time.

In Pfeffer's novel, there are shortages, because supply lines have been completely severed.  NYC has always been considered a food desert, but now it might as well be an island in the middle of the ocean ... and they don't have any boats. Alex is fortunate to find a store where he can barter for food, and Alex discovers that the proprieator is willing to accept personal care items in exchange for canned goods.  Alex can get some green beans and Campbell's chicken noodle soup for bars of soap.

That story element is actually steeped in fact.  Sometimes that little bit of soap or lipstick is as valuable as food to a starving population.  It's true. 

During World War II, when there were shortages and rationing, cosmetic companies propagandized wearing make-up.  According to this article, "maintaining a sense of glamour in day-to-day life was a way to retain dignity, bravery, and ... a little bit of fun."  Likewise, stories from the Siege of Sarajevo reveal that there were people who are willing to sell loaves of bread or cans of soup for a bit of soap or some lipstick.  Wearing a bit of lipstick (or nail polish) is an opportunity to feel a little less like one is "just surviving", and a little more like one is living.  It gives us back our humanity.

I have always used this list as my guideline for what I should be considering important in my stocking up.  At the end of the list of 100 items to stock is a list of eight recommendations from a survivor of the Sarajevo War/siege.  Number 7 made me rethink the notion that beauty care items are unnecessary and frivilous.  And it's the reason I was overwhelmed and incredibly appreciative for the gift of pretty nails from my friend.  

When I saw that huge bag of nail strips, my thought was what an amazing gift my friend had given me.  To her, it might just be nail polish.  To me, it was a chance to feel a little prettier, and in a worstcase world, a little more human.

In the larger scheme of things, there's not much point in survival, if we lose our humanity, and it may seem a little silly, maybe even narcissistic, to place value on something as frivilous as painted nails, but in the end, for good or for bad, there will be someone who will be willing to trade a thing of value for some glamour.

Monday, August 1, 2022

Where Did the Time Go?

 I hadn't thought much about the fact that I haven't blogged most of this year, until I received a notfication of a comment from Nancy, basically, asking if things were okay up here in the northeast.  

Yes, but clearly, I've been neglecting a part of my life that is important to me.  I don't really have a reason that I haven't been blogging, except that, I guess I've felt a little full with other things and projects.   

What's been happening since February?

Lots of great family stuff:

  • Prodigal daughter returning from her internship on the other side of the equator.  
  • The "baby" taking a job as a co-worker (of sorts) with her dad. Then, taking a second job.  Then, deciding which of these two FULL-TIME jobs she wanted to keep, because working 80 hours a week is a lot for a teenager.  It's been a really enlightening six months for her.
  • Visits from out-of-state family.
  • Deus Ex Machina spending every weekend since May hiking and/or kayaking, which has been amazing!
  • Attending some fun faires, festivals, and live shows (which we haven't done since 2019), and in general, very much enjoying the fact that we live in Maine, a.k.a. "Vacationland."
  • Making more time for old friends.  

Lots of great homestead stuff:

  • Planting, tending, and harvesting the garden.
  • Doing some pickling/preserving (mostly eggs and jalepenos)
  • Still making soap.
  • Raising our annual allotment of meat birds.
  • Breeding our rabbits.
  • We are planning some home-renovations and improvements.  The original plan was hire someone to do the work, but it looks like we're going to have to do-it-ourselves.  Luckily, we have a lot of kids, and they are agreeing to help us out, which is amazing!  I am a lucky mama!

And working!  

  • If you recall, I started working at the library last October.  I love my gig as a library assistant.  It's a dream job, and I'm very much enjoying both the work and the people.  I feel very fortunate to have the job, because it is very deeply and personally satisfying work.  As I have said, many times over the years, the library is the BEST resource/service a community can provide for its residents.  It is the ONE place that has something for every one!  And I am very blessed to be a part of it.
  • I am also still serving the homeschool community as a resource teacher, and the summers are typically really busy with doing portfolio reviews.  So, that's taken most of my free time. 
  • And I am working on a novel.  I have half-a-dozen novels I've attempted over the years in various stages of completion, but I have always gotten stuck and not been able to finish them.  This time is a little different, because I started it differently, and so I'm hoping it will be the one that ultimately sees the bookstore shelves.  It is, of course, a post-apocalyptic story.  I mean, what else would one expect from me?  

So, thank you to Nancy, who reached out.  I apologize for appearing to drop off the grid.  I am still around and healthy and happy!  Things are pretty much "normal" - whatever that means.  Hopefully, I'll be able to post a little more regularly, starting probably in September, when the portfolio review season has ended.

Until next time, be well.  Stay cool ... and hydrated!

Monday, February 21, 2022

Why We Prep

I realized, today, that I've been prepping and writing about prepping for a decade and a half.  This year marks eleven years since my first book (on prepping) was published and next year will be a decade since the book Deus Ex Machina and I co-authored was published.  

I'm probably not the best prepper there is, though.  I don't have a bunker in my back yard.  I know.  You're shocked.

I also don't have a bug-out "camp" tucked up in the unincorporated areas near Baxter State Park that's already stocked and just waiting for TEOTWAWKI so that we can begin living the life we really want to live.  I'm sorry to disappoint.

My mantra has always been, "Do what you can with what you have where you are."  And I have always planned to stay in my suburban home.  I know there are preppers out there who are shaking their heads, thinking I'm silly, or worse ... doomed.

The thing is, that EVENT that we've all been preparing for is happening, right now.  The last two years have seen serious natural disasters (and I'm not even including the virus), world wide financial devastation and hardship, increasing prices on everything from fuel to socks, and massive shortages on all manner of products from toilet paper to housing - at least here in the northeast, where even finding a place to rent is a challenge.  This  article, published just last week, details some of the current shortages people are likely to see at their local supermarket.

My goal, with prepping, has never been to have every thing I need forever stored in my house, and used on a rotational basis with lots of really keen calendars, bookkeeping, and spreadsheets with "best if used by" dates.  I'm just not that organized, frankly.

My friend, Larry Kollar, commented on my book review post.  He mentioned the really big issue with storing water, and that is, will it be good when we need it?  And he is correct.  How many of us, preppers, started buying up canned goods and supplies and storing those things in the extra bedroom, only to discover that many of those canned goods are now beyond their "use by" date?  Or worse, checked the water storage to find that the plastic jugs of water are now leaking, because those plastic containers actually do break down over time.  If we're not constantly using and resupplying those things, then, we've wasted our money. 

And at this moment, right now, as I'm typing this, and thinking back over the last decade, I am incredibly thankful that I never invested in a 50lb bucket of wheat berries, because eight years ago, Deus Ex Machina was advised to eliminate gluten from his diet, and so we wouldn't be able to use them anyway, but also, would I have used them?  My emergency storage food?  Since there has been no, real, emergency, in which it was eat wheat berries or die?  At best all of those wheat berries would have become chicken feed - not a bad thing, but then, if/when TSHTF we'd still be in the same situation we were in before buying a 50lb bucket of emergency rations - with no food.

I also don't have 50 gallons of water stored in the basement, nor do I have a well ... or a basement. 

Fact is, I only have about a day's worth of stored water - in glass canning jars (which I can when I need to add extra jars to my canner because I'm canning a small batch of something).  It's not much, but I'm not worried. 

And I'm also not naive.  I have been accused of such in the past, but the reality is that I do have something a lot more valuable than 50 gallons of water stored in leaky plastic jugs.  I have the materials and the knowledge to make undrinkable water safe to drink.

For me, that's the point and primary reason to prep, at all.  It's not to have everything we'll ever need or want stored up, but rather to have enough of a back-up of whatever we need so that we have TIME.  My small supply of stored water gives us the time to collect unpotable water and make it safe - before we are in a severe state of dehydration. 

I linked to an article above that lists 9 things that are in short supply at the grocery store right now.  The implication is that we can't find those things, and the reality is that when we do, they will be a lot more expensive.  A recent article at the Organic Prepper cautions that we will, likely, experience some "sticker shock" in the next few months, due to a ban on fertilizer exports from Russia to the US, which will increase the cost of growing our nation's produce, which will increase the price of just about all food items.

That's the second reason I prep, because I don't like getting to the cash register with $200 only to find that my bill is more than the cash in my hand.  That's not only mortifying, but it also means that I will have to make some quick, and likely, inefficient decisions.  Having to make hasty decisions is usually not a good idea.

When the pandemic started two years ago, we started making some changes in the way we do things here.  Most notably, I started shopping differently.  Specifically, I started ordering from online companies, and I started ordering in bulk.  I tried a bunch of different services, and finally, settled on three.

We get a weekly delivery from Misfits Market**.  In its early stages, Misfits only sourced and delivered produce, and their customers didn't really have a lot of choice on what they received.  Misfits has completely transformed their business model, and now also sources other groceries, including pantry items like gluten-free bread.  They don't have the variety that the grocery store offers, but they do have most of the products that we use.

What Misfits doesn't have, I have been able to find (mostly) on Boxed.com, which is a bulk ordering service - like Costco without the membership fee, or the need to visit the store and wheel around a cartload of heavy groceries.

All of our pet food purchases are now through Chewy.com.

Two things have happened since I started limiting my grocery store visits for things that I just absoluely can not find at either of those three places (i.e. local dairy and local meat, which I still buy at the closest little Mom&Pop grocery store).

The first is that we have saved an embarrassingly large amount of money.  It's embarrassing to note how much I was spending, and to realize that a much too large portion of our weekly grocery bill was my inability to resist those impulse buys.  We eat just as well, probably better, than we did back in those days when I was shopping in person, and our grocery bill is two-thirds of what it used to be.

Let that sink in for a second.

In actual dollars, while the rest of the world is watching their grocery bills sky rocket, I have actually spent less, because I changed how and where I bought groceries - but not really what we buy.  We're still buying, mostly, the same things.  Yeah.  It is weird.

The second is that there is no sticker shock.  Aside from the amazing conveniece of shopping with my fingers while I'm wearing "not pants" (a.k.a. pajamas) and drinking a cup of coffee, I can see my total AS I'm shopping, which means that those impulse items that rachet my bill higher than it should be, can be taken right out of that cart before I reach the check out.  I can also increase/decrease quantities, or do a little price comparison, before I buy, without having to drive to Hannaford and drive to Shaw's and drive to wherever.  Without having to spend hours scanning sales flyers.

It's as easy as open website A, open website B, and search for item.  For instance, both Boxed.com and Misfits carry a particular brand of organic sugar.  I can compare the prices at both places, and order from the place with the lowest price.

Interestingly, a side benefit of ordering online is that our gasoline bill has also gone down, because I'm not driving the 12 miles round trip to go weekly grocery shopping, which saves about $6/month.  Not a lot, but it's something.   

Thing is, after spending so many years in the prepper community, writing, reading, talking with other preppers, one begins to develop a different mindset, which has also been incredibly beneficial during these times.  

For instance, when gas prices started increasing last fall, Deus Ex Machina started driving our more gas efficient car to work.  It's that idea that we need to start making a change, and that willingness to do what needs to be done.  Deus Ex Machina has a longer commute to get to work, and while he would certainly rather drive his beautiful truck with all of its bells and whistles, and I prefer my little sporty coupe, the truck gets half the gas mileage of the car.  Even with the gas prices having almost doubled over the last several months, we have actually saved about $100/month with just that one, very simple change.  

It also didn't hurt last fall that we  live close enough that I can walk to work, and so I wasn't using any gas at all :). 

My prepping isn't motivated by some innane idea that I can store up everything and thereby continue living the way we are living when things go south.  I prep, because in doing so, I give myself and my family, time to adjust to the "new normal" with things that are familiar to us so that when we are no longer able to find those things, it won't be so sudden.  It will be gradual, comfortable, like slipping into a pair of warm socks.



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**This link is a referral code.  If you follow the link and sign up with Misfits Market using my link, I will get a discount on my next purchase ... and I would be REALLY grateful!

Thursday, January 20, 2022

Quarantine

Only days after the mirror ball dropped in Times Square, Deus Ex Machina and I took the test and got the two pink lines.

We spent two weeks hunkered down at home.  The first five days, we didn't even leave the house, and then, we only left on a couple of occasions for contactless errands, like the several follow-up tests Deus Ex Machina had to take every few days for work.

Not gonna lie.  It was pretty fun being cooped up with Deus Ex Machina.  I, kind of, like hanging out with him. 

I didn't keep a actual quarantine diary, but I did post some blurbs on Facebook. 

Here's my "Quarantine  Diary."  

Quarantine day 6:
Me: I have a question.
Eric:
Me: If cinnamon grows in places like India and not Austria, why is cinnamon-flavored coffee "Viennese" coffee?
Eric: Marco Polo.
Me: *blink*
Eric:
Me: Good answer.

Quarantine Day 8:
Eric: I'm glad I didn't lose my sense of taste, because your cooking is so good I would hate to not be able to taste it. Quarantine day 10. Cribbage final score: Eric: 121; Me: 120 Eric: it doesn't get much closer than that!

Quarantine day 11:
Me: I was thinking ....
Eric: Good job!

Quarantine day 12: COOKIES! Hooray for a well-stocked pantry!

Oatmeal Chocolate Chip

Quarantine Day 13
And in a very cruel twist, nature has seen fit to give Deus Ex Machina unscented flatulence. I thought I was losing my sense of smell.


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I went back to my two-day-a-week job at the library this week. Deus Ex Machina has been working from home, but goes back to the office next week.





Monday, January 10, 2022

How to Not Die When the Taps Go Dry - Or What They Did Wrong and How You Could Do Better

Not sure if I mentioned it, or not, but I was hired as a part-time libary assistant back in October 2021, and I've spent the last few months in what has turned out to be my actual dream job (second only to blogging, which has, thus far, been an unpaid gig).    One of the coolest things about working at a library is the ever-present opportunity to explore books.  

A few weeks ago, I was straightening books in the Young Adult section, and I found a book that looked interesting.  The title is Dry.  It's co-written by the father-son duo Neal and Jarrod Shusterman and depicts a water emergency in southern California.  

Southern California imports 67% of its water, much of it from the Colorado River Aqueduct.  In the story, Nevada and Arizona, concerned about their own water resources, cut off the water to Southern California.  With two-thirds of their water supply cut off, the government in Southern California shuts off the taps and reroutes all available water to emergency use only.  So, places like hospitals and prisons still have water, but the average household is dry.  

The thing is, what they describe, is not outside of the realm of possibility.  Everyone who lives in Southern California knows that their water is an incredibly precious and LIMITED resource.

A few years ago, I stumbled on an article about a southern California town that had already run out of water, and when I was reading that book, I kept thinking about that article.  When I started looking for articles about that town - thinking I would find something that was a few years old - I had so many hits for "California town without water," that I just grabbed the most recent ones.  This article entitlted, "An entire California town is without water - In a heat wave" is dated June 28, 2021 - less than a year ago.  

The California town is small - about 700 people - which doesn't make it better. In the above mentioned book, the water runs out in Los Angeles, which would be a lot worse and affect a significantly larger population - like that of Cape Town in South Africa.  In 2018, they ran out of water, and MILLIONS of people were affected.  

Of course, Cape Town had a significant heads up.  They've known since the 1990s that running out of water was a likelihood - not just a possibility, but YES, it's going to happen.  And so they took measures ... kind of like what's happening right now in southern California, where there is a years long (maybe decades long) drought STILL.  

I've always said I wouldn't live in a drought-prone area, where the likelihood of running out of water looms like a turkey vulture over the carcass of a roadkill squirrel.  

But, lest we get too comfortable and, dare I say, apathetic.  It can happen here, too.  

In the novel, Dry, the taps just shut off.  There is no advance warning (except, of course, the YEARS of water restrictions, etc.).  But in the book, one day there's water flowing from the taps, and the next day ... not.  

And then, the whole place goes bezerk.  

There were a lot of things that tweaked me about the novel, the first and foremost being, if one has CHOSEN to live in a drought prone area where the likelihood of water shortages is very high, why would one not have a stockpile of water - always?  Doesn't FEMA tell us to have a three day supply of X, Y, and Z always on hand?  It doesn't have to be a big stockpile, but enough for three days, at least, which is one gallon of water per person per day - so for a family of four, there should be a stockpile of 12 gallons of water somewhere in the house.  

In the book, the water shortage lasted for a week.  One can live without water for three days.  If everyone had had a three-day supply of water (the recommended on gallon per person per day), and then, rationed that water to the minimum to survive (which is 32 ounces in a temperate climate if the person is not doing any strenuous activity), one could stretch one's water supply to almost two weeks without risking death.  One gallon of water could last one person four days with really strict rationing.  

If every family in the book had had 12 gallons of water stockpiled, there wouldn't have been a story.  Just sayin'. 

What bothers me is that authors depicted most of the characters as being wholly and completely unprepared to live a few days without water from the tap, especially considering that the authors are FROM southern California.  And my question is: really?  Is the average person living in So. Cal. so arrogant and entitled with such an egregious lack of self-preservation that they don't have ANY water on hand?  Or anything else to drink in their house?  Certainly, water is the best, but soda, juice, or even milk would keep one from dying from dehydration.  

I don't know anyone from California, but what they described would be pretty much akin to living in Maine without a heat source.  There are plenty of examples of people dying, in their homes, when the heat goes out - mostly from not being prepared to not have their usual heat source.  When the characters in the book (who live in a drought prone area) lose their single water source, they don't have a back-up.  That's foolhardy.

Not having an emergency supply of water was the biggest and worst mistake that the characters made, but it wasn't the only.  

As I was reading the story, I identified half a dozen different things that one or more of the characters did wrong from a survival standpoint, and here I will offer suggestions of things they could have done that would have made things a lot easier for them.

1.  Shopping for the Wrong Stuff

The story opens with the taps running dry.  Obviously, this is a regular occurence, as the characters don't really get worried until they are several hours into the drought before they think, "Hey, maybe I should head over to the Costco and buy some bottled water." 

Problem is, that by the time they decide to make a run to the store, everyone else has thought the same thing, and the store is a madhouse.  I'm not sure what they expected.  Or maybe everyone just doesn't think like me.  If everyone is running toward something, I tend to move in the opposite direction, because whatever's happening over there is probably not good.  

That said, since they were woefully unprepared, there was little they could do, and they really did need to go and get some supplies.  Problem is that they didn't think beyond what they believed they needed.  The main character runs into the store and heads straight to the bottled water aisle - where everyone else is.  **See above.  If everyone is heading in that direction, find a new path.

In a stroke of genius, she grabs bagged ice instead.  At that point, I had high hopes for the characters' survival potential, but it wouldn't last long.  

Because some guy at the store, quickly realizing what a great idea she has with the ice, tries to steal her cart (but don't get me started on ranting about how quickly things always degenerate in these books.  They aren't even half a day into this emergency and all hell is already breaking lose, which seems unrealistic from what I've seen in real-life emergency situations).

The ice was a good idea, but there are about half a dozen other things she could have bought that not. one. single. water-crazed person would have taken a second glance at.  

When I mentioned the issue to my daughter asking her what else they could have purchased, her immediate response was "Watermelon."  

Yes!  There are dozens of different foods that are rich in water content, and if the characters had taken just a few minutes to think about what they like to eat when they are really hot (and thirsty), they probably would have headed straight to the produce aisle.  

Watermelon, cucumbers, tomatoes, peaches, apples, pineapple, coconut - all good food sources for helping to keep one hydrated.  

This article lists nineteen water-rich foods, several of which were a surprise.  I don't, personally, like diary when I'm really thirsty, but according to the article yogurt and skim milk are good options, and I guess they would be better than dying from lack of water.  

There are other aisles in the store where they could have found very useful liquids.  The baking aisle has coconut milk and canned condensed milk.  They could have headed to the canned food aisle.  Broths (also mentioned in the above linked article) and canned fruit (preferably in a light syrup) could also be useful.  The baby aisle has pedialyte.  

Even the alcohol aisle has some good choices.  While we should probably stay away from the alcohol, which is dehydrating, some drink mixers and the club soda would have been useful.    

Water is the best choice, of course, but in this sort of scenario, even sugary sodas would be a better option than nothing at all - which is how the story plays out.


2.  Shopping at the Wrong Store

So, they went to the Costco and bought ice, and then, went home.  That was it.  They went home, and they stayed home, and they didn't look anywhere else to purchase supplies.  

I like to play a little thought exercise, where I put myself into the story, and I imagine where I could go to get those supplies that doesn't involve the grocery store.  

Wait.  Who am I kidding?  I do this in real-life, too.  

I don't really enjoy shopping, in general, and I really hate when I just need one or two quick things, but I have to walk through the entire 47,000 sq ft store just to get some half-and-half for my coffee.  Just for reference, an acre is 40,000 sq ft and is the amount of land one man and a mule can plow in a day - just some food for thought, the next time you're in the grocery store.  If I'm at the grocery store, not only am I at risk for purchasing half a dozen other things I don't REALLY need, but it also takes a lot longer to get those one or two little things than it needs to, because it's such a long walk.

So, I've thought about other places I can go to get those small things.  Water when the taps go dry isn't a "small" thing, BUT the chances are that most people are going to head to Hannaford or Sam's Club for water, rather than go to those smaller stores I would head to if all I need is half-and-half. 

Case in point:  when the shelves at the big Hannaford store down the road were emptied of anything in a can, I visited my local Mom&Pop store.  They had plenty of everything, albeit fewer brand choices.  So, I can get tomato sauce, but maybe not the "organic" brand of strained tomatoes I might usually purchase.   

Of course, that Mom&Pop is getting more popular these days, and during the summer, it's the main store for the tourists who invade my town, but there are still other choices that would be less populated, at least at the very beginning of the emergency.

Within a six mile radius of my house, there are five boutique grocery stores, two fish markets, two Mom&Pop stores, two dollar stores, and more convenience stores than I can even remember right now.  In fact, in less than those six miles, I could drive a loop and hit the Mom&Pop, a Walgreens, the Family Dollar and the Dollar General (which are right across from each other - don't know who thought that was a good use of land space), and seven convenience stores.  

And I could stop for coffee and pick-up a pizza on the way back to my house. 

If I ran into each establishment, and bought just a gallon of water, it would take less than an hour, and I would have eleven gallons of water - just about enough to do my family for three days, without rationing, and without having to fight other shoppers.

And I would have coffee and pizza.  

When the characters went to Costco, and it was a bust (except the ice), and then, they didn't even try to find water any place else, I was more than a little disappointed.  


3.  Improperly Storing the Supplies

When the main character gets to the Costco and discovers that there are no beverages at all in any aisle, the ice idea was pure genius.  I have to give it to the authors for coming up with that idea.  Kudos!  Because I don't think I would have thought of that.  In my above loop, at all of those small groceries and convenience stores, I could also grab a bag of ice and be home before the ice melted.  

Unfortunately, the genius of that particular character began and ended with that one stroke, because next thing we know, she's home with her many bags of ice, and instead of putting that ice - that is going to be their sole water supply for no one knows how long - in a secure, clean vessel where it won't get contaminated, they decide to empty the bags into the bathtub.  Okay, I will give them a bit of a break, because it was hot and the ice was melting, but seriously?  They took the time to clean the tub and seal up the drain so it wouldn't leak (thanks to advice and supplies from their prepper neighbors - more on those guys in a minute).  

I guess, living in a house with dogs and cats that like to get into the tub, I would think twice about storing the water I intended to drink in my tub.  Instead, I would look for containers where I could store the water more safely.  

The fact is that they do have a dog, and while the dog does not contaiminate the water, it does get contaminated, and then, they are back to square one with trying to find water to drink. 

So, instead of the tub, they could have found a better place to store the water.  In the kitchen, there are probably dozens and dozens of storage options.  I, personally, have canning jars, storage containers, bowls with lids, and pots and pans galore.  And water bottles!  Most of which have a neck opening big enough to fit ice cubes.  Nearly everyone in suburbia has a cooler, and for those who don't, there were probably lots of coolers at the Costco that they could have purchased.  I have two.  Deus Ex Machina and I both have a camelback for hiking.   

My guess is that the average household has a lot of storage capacity and some place much safer to store their emergency water supply than their bathtub.

4.  Believing in the Deus Ex Machina (and here, I do not mean my "Deus Ex Machina - I mean the dramatic God in the Machine that will come down and save them all)

There's a very common narrative, these days, maybe all days, that someone else needs to be responsible for making our lives better.  

The government should take care of us.  They should give us a free education.  They should pay our medical bills (FREE health care for ALL!! is an inalienable right, or so I hear).  They should pay our car payment, and mortgage, and phone bill when we lose our jobs.  They should give us free food, and heat, and clothes, and in general, keep us safe and take care of us, like a benevolent parent.  

The problem is that the government can often be pinpointed as the one who caused the problem, or, at very least, the government's unwillingness to take appropriate action caused the issue.

True story: In the late 1970s a group of scientists, economists, and government officials had a conference, during which they discussed climate change.  That is, in the 1970s, BEFORE what is happening today with these super storms, massive wildfires, and decades of drought, these people knew what was going to happen, because they had data that predicted it, and before any of it started, they had the opportunity to come up with a plan to mitigate the worst of what we are currently seeing.  Maybe they couldn't completely reverse the trend, but they could have done something and chose to do nothing, because doing something, back then, would have put the world into economic turmoil.  They figured they had 50 years before they had to worry about it.  My lifetime, and here we are.  Nothing was done.  And here we are.

So, the idea that the government, or anyone else, will come along and make it better, and waiting for that to happen, is foolhardy.  

Many of the characters ultimately adopt a self-help attitude, realizing that they are kind of on their own, but initially, they sit around waiting for help, which ends up being a fatal action for too many.  

When my power goes out, I don't sit around waiting for someone to come to my house and fix anything.  I go about my day, much as I do when I have electricity - with some modifications.  We use candles, oil lamps, or our solar lanterns instead of the overhead lights.  We're more careful when we open the fridge and freezer to keep things inside cold.  We cook on the woodstove rather than relying on the electric stove and cooktop.

If I sat around waiting for help, firstly, I would be very disappointed, and secondly, I would get hungry and cold.  Worstcase, waiting around for someone to help could mean that I wait too long to help myself, which ends up being the case for some of the characters in the story.

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The story was written as if the characters seemed sure that they were making wise decisions, but the lack of common sense was bothersome.  Still, I might give a pass to the average suburbanite for being oblivious.  There is a general concensus that those of us in the suburbs are kind of entitled and self-centric, believing that someone will fix it for us, but there was one family in the novel who were preppers, and some of the biggest mistakes in the story were made by that family.  I'm not sure if the authors were poking fun at preppers in general, or just making their own brand of preppers seem a little Abbott and Costello, but they weren't painted in a very positive light.  They were described, from the beginning, as being "weird" or "odd."  

The problem is that the preppers were not very prepared for what was actually going to happen, which is silly, since they live in southern California, and having no water SHOULD be THE thing they are preparing for (like here in Maine, THE thing I prepare for is losing electricity during a winter storm).  They thought they were prepared, because they had all of these supplies, and water, and a solar array for back-up power, and even a bug-out location, but the fact is that they had isolated themselves so completely from the rest of the community that everyone knew they were up to something, and when it came down to it, the prepper family ended up being a target rather than a member of the community.

And it didn't have to be that way.

It could have ended so much differently for them.  While all of the characters made some really stupid decisions, in my opinion, the ones who should have been most prepared made the worst of them.  

The next few items are things everyone should avoid, but are definitely mistakes the prepper family made. 

5.  Isolating Oneself from One's Neighbors

Most of us are never going to go through the full-societal breakdown described in the book Dry.  It could happen, but it's not likely.  

If it did, though, I fully expect that my neighbors and I would be collaborating.  I don't know what, if anything, my neighbors might have that could help me in a worstcase scenario, and I don't know what they believe I might have, but by sharing our resources, it's possible that all of us could survive.

A few years ago, we had a massive ice storm that knocked out power to most of Maine.  There were communities that didn't get their power restored for weeks.  

Here at Chez Brown, we had a propane water heater with a pilot light, which means we still had hot water.  We also have a woodstove.  So, we could take hot showers.  Our house was warm, and we could heat water for coffee and tea and cook dinner on the woodstove. 

I let my neighbors know that we had these resources.  I let them know they could come over and take a hot shower (in a dark bathroom, but still a hot shower).  I let them know we had hot coffee and tea, and I even opened a standing dinner invitation.  I let my local family members know.  

My friend stopped by for a few hours with her kids on one of the days, and we baked bread on the woodstove in my Dutch oven and our kids played together.  

It's possible that she might have, eventually, felt entitled to what I had, but it's very unlikely that she would have tried to take my home, with the woodstove, by force.  Worstcase might have been that she would have tried to move in with us, but that's unlikely, too.  More likely, things would shift, and a few weeks into the emergency, there would be an opportunity for her to purchase her own woodstove, or a generator to run her own heating system.  

If the preppers had allowed themselves to share, even just a little more than they did, they might not have ended up in as tragic a situation as they did. 


7.  Broadcasting Your Preps

Like many prepper novels, the emergency has a cascading effect.  It's like those old-timey strings of Christmas lights.  One light goes out, they all go out!  First one system goes down, and then, they all go down.   In this novel, first the water stops, and then the electricity goes out.  

The prepper family, who has water and food and a solar array, are sitting in their comfortable, air conditioned home with the lights blazing, watching some very loud television show, when the rest of the neighborhood goes dark, and quiet.  

It's like being the only house in the neighborhood with a noisy generator during a massive power outage.  Lights blazing in a blackout is a sure way to draw attention to the fact that you're different, and maybe there's something inside that fortress that everyone else might want ... need?

If we're trying to keep a low profile as preppers, then, being as similar to the other houses in the neighborhood as possible would be prudent, unless they are always using their solar array, and everyone in the neighborhood KNOWS that they have the solar array.  

In which case, like I did with my friends and neighbors by extending an invitation into my warm, wood-heated home during the power outage, they should have been prepared to at least, invite the neighbors inside to enjoy the cool air.  No water AND sweating it out is a really bad formula for creating desparation.  If the neighbors could have gotten a reprieve from the heat, maybe they would have been less quick to mob the house for the water they assumed was inside. 

I was appalled when the prepper family was sitting in their air-conditioned living room watching television, oblivious to the fact that no one else had lights.  As a literary device it could be considered foreshadowing, if it hadn't been so smack-you-in-the-face obvious that the prepper family was already a target.

And as paranoid as they were depicted before the SHTF, one would think they would have known better than to broadcast.


7.  Focusing on Supplies Instead of Skills.

My prepper question  "... and then what?"  

Deus Ex Machina's old friend from high school is a curriculum coordinator for our local Adult Ed program, and she contacted him a while back about the possibility of having us propose a class.  He and I started discussing what we might teach, and the one that stuck was a preparedness/survival course, similar to one I taught for our homeschooling co-op.  One of the class days would focus on securing drinkable water.  

In the class I did with my homeschoolers, we built a simple water filter.  For this class, I wanted to do something different, especially after reading this book, and so Deus Ex Machina and I started talking about ways to make water or ways to make undrinkable water safe to drink.  By undrinkable, I'm not talking about pond water.  As hikers, we have several Life Straws and other hiking-centric filter options.  For here at home, I'd have a Berkey filter, which would do the job just as well as any filter I could build.

But what one can not do is filter saltwater and make it drinkable. 

In the novel, a couple of days into the water emergency, word gets out that the local authorities have set-up water desalination equipment on the beach.  

The result is predictable.  Tens of thousands of people head down to the beach to get water.  Only sucking water straight from the ocean and desalinating it is not how the machines were designed to work.  The water should have been filtered.  Seaweed clogs the machines.  Thirsty people get angry when they can't get water.  Blah.  Blah.  Violence. 

What bothered me is that there is SO MUCH information available on very simple ways that the average Joe can distill water.  This article describes a couple of ways to get water that are super simple.  It won't give much water, but enough so that one won't die.  

To be fair, the prepper does show his neighbor how to get water from the drought-hardy plants the neighbor has replaced his lawn with, but that's the extent of his knowledge on how to procure water, which was very disappointing, to me.  As someone who lives in a drought-prone area, I would think that he would know how to get water for a variety of sources, including making a solar still (as described in the link above). 

Like the characters in this novel, I live in a seaside community, and so while there are a lot of options for getting fresh water, what I wanted to teach my class was how to distill water from saltwater.  I mean, the reality is that I've wanted to learn to play with making a home distiller, anyway, and being able to make a saltwater distiller would be a great way to experiment with it.

I posed the question to Deus Ex Machina, my engineer, and as aways, he came through. 

Using a regular sauce pan with a tight-fitting lid with a stream vavle on top and three metal straws, we made fresh drinkable water from saltwater.  It was only a couple of sips each, but it worked!  Using only materials that we had around the house, we were able to make a distiller.  

This video has the same idea.  Using just two glass bottles and sand, the videographer distills water. 

Of course, my ultimate dream would be to make a distiller using my pressure cooker.  This video illustrates one way to turn a pressure cooker into a still. 

My goal would not be to turn my pressure canner/cooker into a still, but rather to USE my pressure canner/cooker as a still, and the only thing I need to make it happen is copper tubing.  We measured the size of the steam valve on my pressure canner/cooker and with a very cursory search found 10' of 1/2" copper tubing at my local Ace Hardware.  

Which also happens to be within that 4 mile radius loop of stores I could visit to get water (that I mention above). 

As a prepper, the best thing I can do is learn to DO stuff with what I have, or stock the supplies that help me make what I need.  So, yes, store some water, but ALSO have the tools one needs to make whatever water supply is available into drinkable water, and have the skills to make it happen.

As a note: Amazon sells a water distiller for around $120.  I'm disappointed that the preppers in the story, who were of the "buy shit" variety of preppers, didn't have a water distiller from Amazon.com. 

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The novel Dry is a well written, engaging piece of young adult fiction, and I did enjoy reading it.  

I also recommend others read it, as entertainment (for those who like doomer fiction), but also as a really good 'how-NOT-to' guide for getting through an emergency.  

That is how NOT to die in a worstcase scenario, and we can start by having, at least, the minimum recommended emergency stash. 

Have you read Dry?  What did you think?