Frugalista Homestead

August 11th

Matty's sprinkler

Recycled sprinkler

Matty took a juice bottle and transformed it into a sprinkler after spending countless hours outside in the heat watering the pumpkins. The boy is smart. If you had to pick a roommate, pick one who grew up in Africa. He is resourceful beyond belief. Plus, it is pretty funny to watch him watching the neighbors walk by staring at the recycled trash in our garden. Pretty soon they’ll be walking by staring at giant pumpkins.


Spanish rice


In turn, I’ve been busy in the kitchen cooking chicken enchiladas, Spanish rice and turkey lasagna for the week’s meals. Along with many of my girlfriends lately — but this one in particular — I’ve been cutting coupons, planning meals and saving a boatload. It seems so luxurious and silly now to spend $14 on a glass of wine at happy hour when I know I can get a good (enough) bottle for $10.  For $50 in groceries this week, I made 32 portions of food. The majority were frozen for future lunches.  Granted, these will be supplemented with fruit, salad, etc. Now, if I could just figure out how to cut out my Zappos habit, I’d be in the money!


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8 Responses

  1. Love your sprinkler. I’ve seen people do that before. Would you share your recipes?? 🙂

  2. Your food looks mighty good. Zappos makes shoe shopping too easy!

  3. What a great idea. Did he just poke holes in the bottle? How did he attatch it to the hose? That food looks so yummy!!! Would you mind sharing your recipe?

  4. That’s GENIUS!

    If only I still used a sprinkler…but I bet you could make drip lines in a similar fashion…


  5. Those enchiladas look so great, as everyone else has said.. recipe please!

    What a great roommate you’ve got, I’d of never have thought of something like that.

  6. I have worked with,went to college with, and known from public stores, at least 5 people from Africa. All of them, and I mean all, have had the greatest manners I’ve ever seen. All polite, never rude, and kind hearted. I have never met a rude African. One I know is a white African,the rest black, but all are polite beyond belief.

    One young lady I worked with at the daycare center, WalaMoo (phanitic spelling here), saw me with a mango once during lunch. She told me, “when I lived in Africa, I used to run away from the mango fields. Now that I’m here, I miss them and would run to them. She used to hate the taste of mangos, but now loves them. Very sweet woman.

  7. Tina in Duluth August 12, 2009

    After we take our first class – how to find water in the desert, I’ll be looking to you for guidance in gardening! Your food always looks yummy!

  8. Love the bottle sprinkler!