You know you're a permie when...

Cam Haslehurst wrote:If you occasionally turn your subcompact car into a minivan for the purpose of hauling all your plant sale goodies back home!

Douglas Alpenstock wrote:

Cam Haslehurst wrote:If you occasionally turn your subcompact car into a minivan for the purpose of hauling all your plant sale goodies back home!

Haha, awesome!

I went even farther -- I unbolted and removed the back seats in my little four-banger to increase my cargo capacity. I can get a full size 55 gallon barrel in there with room to spare, and close the hatch!

Cam Haslehurst wrote:

Douglas Alpenstock wrote:

Cam Haslehurst wrote:If you occasionally turn your subcompact car into a minivan for the purpose of hauling all your plant sale goodies back home!

Haha, awesome!

I went even farther -- I unbolted and removed the back seats in my little four-banger to increase my cargo capacity. I can get a full size 55 gallon barrel in there with room to spare, and close the hatch!

Well aren't you ever hardcore. That's definitely the next level up! If I ever stop driving people around, those seats are coming out immediately so it can become my truck!!

Jane Mulberry wrote:Oh my, Carla! I think you need to share that anecdote here or Permies are going to be just as worried about you and John as your neighbours were!

Carla Burke wrote:So, how is this a permie thing? Permies don't necessarily blow all the leaves away, because they serve many purposes, on the ground - but, that means that in spring and summer, there may still be some blowing around, that didn't like the mulch pile, or that the critters tossed aside, after their winter naps, or that the free-ranging chickens scratched up, as they were looking for juicy ticks, Japanese beetles, and such. Some of us, though permies, are still just absent-minded &/or busy enough, that we miss (sometimes important) details, in our efforts to do all the things. BUT, we also know how to respond and deal with it, when things go awry.

One of the neighbors responded with, "sounded AWESOME!😃"

The only damage done was the beheading of the metal detector, the bottom of a (cheap) stock pot was blown out, and one wheel melted off of the smoker. So, the stock pot goes in the garden stuff, because now it will be perfect for planting in; a couple bricks (that were handy because permies often keep extra bricks) are tucked under the smoker for stability; and the remains of the metal detector are tucked away for frankenstiening as needed.

Oh. And, the ribs went into the smoker as soon as the bricks went under it! So, dinner goes forward as planned! W000t!!

Pearl Sutton wrote:When, due to health stuff, the garden is not planted yet, some of the beds were not even cleared last fall, none were done the way I want beds done in the fall to be ready for spring, so everything needs work before I can even find the dirt under the weeds to amend and plant it.
BUT!!
The main weeds out there are brown eyed susan, ox eye daisy, buttercups, yarrow, lots of asters as tall as I am...
You know you are a permie when you say "I'm not coping, but at least the bees are happy!"

Jay Angler wrote:... you find a garden snake under a tarp and apologize for disturbing its nap and ask it to eat some slugs for you.

Pearl Sutton wrote:When you can tell it's spring because your phone blows up with baby animal pictures!  

Pearl Sutton wrote:When, due to health stuff, the garden is not planted yet, some of the beds were not even cleared last fall, none were done the way I want beds done in the fall to be ready for spring, so everything needs work before I can even find the dirt under the weeds to amend and plant it.
BUT!!
The main weeds out there are brown eyed susan, ox eye daisy, buttercups, yarrow, lots of asters as tall as I am...
You know you are a permie when you say "I'm not coping, but at least the bees are happy!"

K Eilander wrote:Permie Girl leans in and whispers softly in your ear, "I want you in my bed".

Next thing you know you're out back weeding six rows of perennial no-till.

Saana Jalimauchi wrote:You know you’re a permie when you are at a childrens play park and you really hope you had a rake and some trash bags with you…

Deb Rebel wrote:

Jennifer Meyer wrote:I have celiac, too. I simply don't let anything in the house that has gluten, dextrose, maltodextrin, or MSG.

I am a medical vegan, celiac, and a few other things. My spouse can have anything and eat anything. He eats healthier these days but I don't begrudge him what he can have and what I can't. I have the right to wash or clean anything I feel like at any time to prevent contamination. If he does dishes he leaves them out for me to inspect and I will put them away. Have not had an issue in ages.

You might be a permie if your high point of the day was scoring 18 bales that are grey but perfect for pee-bales... (try not to do the happy dance in front of the uninitiated)