Is it time for rebranding???

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I can no longer be a super blogger

I started Behind the Stall Door when I was breastfeeding and pumping milk at work.  Since then, I have been all over the board with my posts, never having a clear and concise idea of what this blog should be to me and my readers.  I’ve posted about my battles with PPD/A, attachment parenting, photography, cooking, gardening, homeschooling, homesteading efforts….

What it comes down to is this:  I need to decide what it is I want to write about, and stick to only one or two subjects (that are in the same category).


So, my faithful readers – if anyone is still reading this after my hiatus since April – what is it that you have enjoyed reading about the most on this blog?


Originally submitted at Greenfeet – The Planet’s Homestore

Norpro Butter Keeper keeps butter fresh and spreadable without refrigeration. Love butter but wish there was an easier way to make it more spreadable? You could leave it on the counter, but doing so invites harmful bacteria. Perhaps, it's time you were introduced to the Porcelain Butter Keepe…

Love, Love, Love

By Melinda from SC on 3/31/2011


5out of 5

Pros: Easy To Assemble, Durable, Attractive Design

Best Uses: Kitchen

Describe Yourself: Budget Shopper

I Am A: Family Young Kids

I love our local, grassfed cows, organic butter rolls but it made buttering bread in the morning for toast hard. I didn’t want the whole roll to be left out and maybe forgotten and go bad, so I gave this keeper a try. This is awesome and I love it! (However, do not leave it on the stove and forget it’s there and let the cooktop get hot, it will get melty – not that I’ve done anything like that, oh no).


This morning, I am driving up to Asheville, NC with Rogan to attend the Type A Mom conference.  I will get to do so many really neat things and take some awesome classes.  I will get to meet people I have chatted with on Twitter FOREVER (*cough* Anissa *cough*).  But, the really, really big plus side?  I get to spend alone time with my husband.  (And sleep without fear of being kicked in the face in the middle of the night by a sleep-wandering toddler.)

I purchased my tickets back in May, determined to go after all the great reviews of last year’s conference.  I had been planning all along on having to take the girls with us and make it a family vacation of sorts.  Then I thought the inlaws might take them for the weekend.  But they are going up to Pennsylvania for the Mother Earth News Fair, plus it’s hard for them to watch the toddlers overnight because of the cosleeping.

Then I had a wonderful idea.  My mom could use some getaway time from the gang living with her and we needed someone to watch the lil ones who was used to bed sharing.  It’s a win-win!

So, I will have some posts put up to go for you this weekend and I will be back to my (ir)regular posting on Monday!  Hope to see you on the roof of The Biltmore Estate!

Wordless Wednesday – Rooster, mid-crow

*tap, tap*  *tap, tap, tap*

Is this thing on?

Hello?  Anyone still around?

*sweeps dustbunnies under the couch*

So, I see you have found the new site.  I am still tinkering with the little details, but thought I’d better post something or you would all think I’d disappeared into the chaos that is putting up a new blog site.  Hey, I watch those disaster movies, I know to tie a rope around my waist before jumping into something 😉

In some gardening news:

Not all of my seeds sprung out of the ground (not exactly sure why some did and others did not, though), so Rogan and I ended up buying some seedlings from the store and putting them in the ground.  I have flower buds on my cherry tomatoes and my squash plants.  My potatoes are growing like, like, well, like weeds lol  I can’t wait to have enough tomatoes to start canning, so I don’t have to buy canned tomatoes for my sauces next year.

In fence news:

The fence is complete!  Well, except for the very back, which bunts up to the woods.  We haven’t quiet decided how we are going to do that yet, but figure it can wait – it’s on the far end of the house, way away from poison-my-babies neighbor man.  (See, I’m not bitter!)

Family news:

My littlest baby will be two in a few weeks.  It makes me sad, as the probability of ever having another baby is astronomical and would be detrimental to my health (adoption has not been ruled out though).  I told Rogan the other day, she’s lost her baby smell.  He said he can still smell it (it’s the nappies, hubby mine, they are baby powdered).  It seems just yesterday we were in the hospital, recovering from her birth.

And, yes, that is a Starbucks frap on the table.  Yes, the closest Starbucks is in Florence and I was in Carolina Pines, in Hartsville. lol  My husband spoils me 🙂

You have found the new home of Behind The Stall Door.  Please excuse the dust and construction.  We should be up and running soon.

Hubby and I were having one of those conversations this weekend.  You know, the “what if” game.  Everyone has these, right?  Bueller?  Bueller?

Topic of the day this time around was places to live.  We love living in a small place like Hartsville.  Hubby spent a good portion of his childhood living right here (he graduation from Hartsville High and got his Bachelors from Coker College).  I, on the other hand, grew up in Charlotte, in a tiny little country part of the city (it was annexed into the city when I was in my late teens, nowadays it’s pretty much citified and too big for its britches).  I LOVE small towns.  By the time we moved here I was totally hating the city I loved and grew up in.  (Hubby likes to point out Charlotte is more of a “little NYC” than a “little Atlanta” nowadays.)

We occasionally talk about places to live when we’re old.  The beach is pretty much on both our plates, though some place like the Keys or even Mexico.  But, this time, we were talking about somewhere to raise kids and work.  He, of course, would be the instigator of any move we perform.  He has to go where the work is, and, in the library world, that’s limited to which systems would be willing to pay him a fair wage.  For me, it would have to be somewhere I could raise the kids without fear of my surroundings.  My work is virtual and I homeschool, so I can settle down just about anywhere.

On the other hand, we have done SO MUCH WORK to this house and the land it is on that it would be very difficult to let it go.  Our peach trees have little peaches growing, for goodness sakes!  How could we leave all of our baby fruit trees?  Plus, what about the chickens?  You can pretty much move anywhere with dogs and cats, but chickens are difficult in some parts of the USA.

Of course, if it is a wonderful opportunity for my husband, that’s what matters.  Material possessions are great, but it is family that counts.  If he was offered something in the distant future (remember, this is the what if game, not something to be actively pursued) then I would follow him to the ends of the earth.  He is what matters, not chickens, not peach trees, not unfinished and finished household improvements.

So, it’s your turn to play.  What if you SO was offered a job somewhere else?  Where would be your ideal location?

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