Make Sure to Inspect Your Roof From Inside Your Attic…

a view of a corner of my roof from inside my attic

Going up into my attic for the first time in nearly 12 months since my roof was reshingled, I discovered three very badly damaged boards. One of the holes is bigger than that which a large dinner plate could not hope to cover.

When facing east in my attic, this is what I saw (click on the image below for a real close-up view):

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My Dog Was Shivering… Sometimes Uncontrollably. Why?

a photo of Nugget taken in 2010

My precious Nugget was diagnosed with kidney problems. For several years, he was vomiting once every so many months, then all of a sudden his vomiting became nightly. After a few days of trying different things (including changing his diet), I took him to his doctor and had his blood tested.

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Rescuing a Recipe Gone Bad… – TIP for Saving Food!

recycle logo used as a header image

Being only about 16 years of age at the time, my mother let me go ahead and mix up a BIG batch of Banana Bread… which I had done on several occasions. So much so that this recipe became one of my “specialties”… I loved to bake!

Having several mouths to feed and raising a rather large family on one income, my parents resorted to cost cutting measures such as purchasing things like every day baking products in bulk. My father re-modelled a cabinet to fit a small hallway just off the cooking kitchen. This cabinet had two large bins in it, one which held a large bag of flour, the other held a large bag of icing sugar and brown sugar.

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Yummy, Split Pea Soup on a Budget- Green Pea Soup Just Like My Daddy Used to Make!

a bowl of my homemade green split pea soup

Reading over Mike Johnston’s Hearty soup recipe that was published in our local newspaper, I realized I’d FINALLY come upon a recipe that was VERY similar to dad’s, though it did need tweaking.

Back when my father lost his job at Orenda Engines (The Avro Arrow: Canada’s broken dream) and became one of the over 50,000 men out of work in southern Ontario, many nights my parents had to send us off to bed with nothing to eat. Over time, my father learned to cook very creatively, as meat was not readily available for quite a few years.

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