Rural Lifestyle

Life in Rural America

Tag: living life

Marketable life skills

Please Rate This Article How do you develop life skills that are marketable?  Either through an education, training or experience.  But, how do you know if your skills will be in demand? Over the past few years I have seen people over spending on their education.  People will go into $100k of debt, for a […]

As Life Moves On

Kevin Felts political commentator

There is one inevitable fact of life, life moves forward, even when you do not want it to. Things around you change, people get older, kids grow up, life gets more expensive,,,.

As I look back on my life, I ask myself what happened? What happened to the young man that used to go camping all the time, would spend hours in the woods, and just seemed to know how to have fun? Where did that person go?

These days, and for the past few years, I have almost no desire to do much of anything. At the camp there is a tree that blew down. 10 years ago that tree would have already been cut up, split, and put in the shed for firewood. But today, that tree has been in the same place for several months.

Maybe its getting older, but I am only 43 years old, I should not be feeling like this. Where has my love of live, and my energy gone?

Living your life by your own standards

Bug Out Bag with Mossberg 590As I am sitting here listening to Rammstein, the title song by Rammstein, I have been thinking about my life, and what has been expected of me.

When I was in my early years and in school, I was expected to do my school work and do my homework. The question I always had was “why?”. Why did I “have” to do homework just because some teacher said I had to? During school hours I was required to sit at my desk, be quit, and do my work. But what gave the teacher the right to intrude into my life after school?

In sharp contrast to school, my full time job does not interfere with my life outside of work, unless I am paid for the work.

With homework, why didn’t I get comp time so that summer vacation started early? Students are supposed to attend X number of hours during the course of a school year, so why isn’t homework counted towards that time?

It appears to me that school is one step above child labor. Work was sent home with the students and we were not compensated for our time.

On the topic of fishing

Bass fishing southeast TexasIf you are looking for peace and quiet, few things can compare to fishing. Casting a lure or bait out into the water, and letting it sit, is about as close to nature that one can get.

Last weekend my wife and I went to Dam B to do some fishing. As I was casting off the bank, and bass followed my lure up to the bank and grabbed it just before it was supposed to go out of the water. It was so peaceful and natural, as the bass swam up to the lure and grabbed it. I wonder how many times that has been replayed over the past thousands of years.

The bass was pulled up, the hook was removed and the bass was released no worse for the wear. Maybe it will be a little wiser from its experience, but then again, maybe not.

If there is one thing that I like about fishing (besides catching something), it has to be being close to nature. When the boat is launched, and I head out on the water, there is a certain peace and clam that is over the water.

The water is pure, it knows no violence, it knows no anger, greed, envy, jealously, or hatred. The water is a friend to everyone, as it treats everyone the same.

Only 3 months until hunting season

Only 3 more months until rifle season starts – August, September and October. Rifle season in my part of Texas starts at sunrise on the first Saturday of November.

Hunting season is my favorite time of year. Not because I get to go out to the woods and shoot something, but because I get to be in nature without burning up with this Texas heat. The weather turns off cool, the deer start moving, the bugs slack up on their blood sucking. Being outside in December is much more enjoyable then being outside in July or August.

Another thing that I enjoy about hunting season is being outside with my kids. When we are walking to the deer stand, or even sitting in the stand, the wind will start blowing, the birds are flying around looking for something to eat. The sun starts to set, the sky turns beautiful colors, the leaves on the trees are a golden color and as the setting sun streaks through the clouds, its a beauty beyond description.

Phases of life

Please Rate This Article When I was in school, the teachers talked about the phases of life – such as birth, growth, decline and death. I only wish it were that simple. Over the past few years I have come to realize that there are lots of phases in life, and a lot of them […]

Growing dusty

Please Rate This Article My life has grown dusty.  As I look around my office at work, and my desk at home I can see dust building up here and there.  The dust is a subtle reminder that life goes on, even when we do nothing or very little. As I look back on my […]

Workaholics

As I think back over my working career, I can think of lots of people that might be considered workaholics. It seemed to everyone on the job that the workaholic probably had a terrible family life, had problems with the kids, issues with the wife, deep in debt, or just did not have anything else better to do in life.

There was this one job that I think about from time to time. Our scheduled work week was 50 hours – 5 X 10 hour days, and the next week was about 7 hours – 7 X 10 hour days. When the supervisor said “we are a little low on work, anyone that wants to go home can”, well, I went home. the job was working on the night shift. During the summer, there were weeks when I only saw my kids for a few minutes a day. I felt more like slave labor then a modern day worker.

One day the supervisor walks up to me and wants to have a talk. He said something like “when I tell people that they can go home, and you accept, that tells me your lazy”.

Now what kind of carp is that? My supervisor says I can go home and see my family, but for some reason I am supposed to argue to stay at work? How does that work out? to me, that is a pretty screwed up outlook on life. Working 50 – 70, or more hours a week, and on night shift meant I spent very little time with my kids. For some reason, wanting to see my kids and spend time with them meant I was lazy?

Another job I had was working the weekend, 3 – 12 hour days. It might sound great working the weekend, but how was I and the family supposed to go and do anything without a full day off? During the summer was not so bad, but when the kids were in school, we could never go and spend the night anywhere – that meant no vacations.

When the supervisor spewed that garbage out of his mouth, I knew it was time to find another job.

Another job I worked at, we worked 2 weeks of days, 2 weeks of nights, 2 weeks of days, 2 weeks of nights, 2 weeks of days, 2 weeks of nights,,,,,, and so on. The only weekend off we got was the transition week from nights to days. The weekend between our 2 weeks of days we were scheduled to work. That meant the weekend I was off, I was also having to readjust my schedule. Which usually meant I was grumpy with the family.

Unrelated video – Survival Gear – LED Flashlights, Seeds, Lithium Batteries

Crawfish Boil for My Wifes Birthday Party

Eating crawfish sausage and boudain

My wifes birthday is next week, and my step daughters birthday was a week ago, so we held a happy birthday party together for both of them this weekend.

The plans started Tuesday of last week when my wife and I reserved 70 pounds of crawfish at the local meat market.

Thursday my wife and I went to the local grocery store to pick up some supplies for the weekend, and for a mylar bag project I am working on. We bought of crawfish boil spice, AAA energizer lithium batteries, powered pancake mix, sausage links, potato salad (red skin), boudain,,,, and a few other supplies

Friday night we had a friend of the family and her 2 kids spend the night with us. Her husband is serving in Afghanistan. It was nice to visit with her and just talk about life, kids, and just life in general. Our friend was passing through, and does not get to eat crawfish very often. So my wife and I invited her to spend the night and to join the celebrations Saturday.

Faecbook needs a Do Not Recommend button

survivalistWhile reading an article on Health.com about the 12 vaccines your child needs, I wished that Facebook had a “Do Not Recommend” button. The article listed Chicken Pox as a needed vaccine. Its at that time the article lost all credibility. Even though there was a Facebook Recommend button, I wished there was a “Do Not Recommend” button.

Who in their right mind list chicken pox along with Hepatitis and Polio? Does chicken pox cause life long suffering? No, its a simple virus that kids used to get on a regular basis. The chicken pox vaccine is nothing more then a convince drug. Instead of researchers spending time on HIV or Cancer, their wasting time researching a common childhood disease.

Let the kids get sick, let their bodies develop a strong immune system, and they will probably be better off later in life.

Some buttons I wished Facebook had:

Why do we miss the good ole days

maxpedition vulture-iiAs I’am sitting here thinking about old friends, people that I knew from years ago, and some of the games that I used to play on the PC – I wonder why people look back and think about the “good ole days?” These times are pretty good, there is nothing wrong with right here and now. So why does 10 years ago seem like it is better then today? Maybe we forget about the worries back then? Maybe the memory seems like things were less stressful back then? I dont know, but there are a lot of things I miss about the late 1990s.

One thing that I miss was my job at Allied Fabrication in Rose City, Texas. Those people were some good people to work for. But when the work got low, they let me go. When I was working at Allied, I would come home, eat dinner, then make my bike ride, and do my workout. Then there were the camping trips with my buddies into the bayous around Orangefield and Bridge City, Texas. And then there was taking my family to the camp for the weekend.

Then there is the regret, like the time one of my sons ran over some brush that had been cut down and jammed a stick into the gear shift linkage. I got onto him a little hard about that. But he should not have been riding through where the timber company had cut the trees. There was a trail and he should have stayed on it.

Something else I regret, I feel that I did not spend enough time with my family. Sometimes we get consumed with what “we” want, instead of what the family wants.

Kevin Felts © 2008 - 2018