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Wife likes beer as much as I do, especially sour beers so this was her exchange with 2 of my friends who do a lot of sour barrel projects the other night

Her:Look guys we only have room for 2 barrels at this house, but when we move I promise we will have a lot of room for barrels, and I expect you to have around 8 filled at all times.

She's talking about the ~59 gallon variety....
 
"Well, if you'd do normal things with your spare time like other men, instead of messing around with your stupid guns, Jeep, boats and beer, I might not complain."

How do you respond to a statement like that? What do 'normal' men do? :drunk:

I thought guns, Jeeps, boats and beer WERE normal. ...but add the tractor, RV, charcuterie, smoked meat, home made pizza, and golf and I think I got you covered.

SWMBO is always cool about my toys and hobby. She joins me routinely.

That's the trick ... making sure to include her. Otherwise she feels left out. And if she doesn't like brewing etc ... giving equal time to couples stuff she does like.
 
My wife doesn't believe that you can get a team of goats to pull you in a little cart. Of course, I know I can but THE MAN says I can't have eight goats on my quarter acre.


The goats will absolutely pull her in a little cart. And strewn with flowers if she likes.
Not only that, they will pull a beer wagon ... a bock beer wagon.
If there was ever a way to make an entrance to a party ... this is it ...


GoatWagon.jpg
 
... but THE MAN says I can't have eight goats on my quarter acre.

And while I'm at it. Though the following example is cows rather than goats, the mindless government regulation is the same.

SO, with regard to the THE MAN telling us what livestock we can keep and where we can keep it ... to try and put it in context ...


From the "Business Series" of cow examples.
(they charge big money to teach you this **** in business school, folks) ...

A practical explanation of owning cows under various political circumstances:

CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.
SOCIALISM: You have two cows. State takes one and gives it to someone else.
COMMUNISM: You have two cows. State takes both of them and gives you milk.
FASCISM: You have two cows. State takes both of them and sells you milk.

PURE SOCIALISM: You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows. You have to take care of all the cows. The government gives you as much milk as you need.

BUREAUCRATIC SOCIALISM: You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows. They are cared for by ex-chicken farmers. You have to take care of the chickens the government took from the chicken farmers. The government gives you as much milk and as many eggs as the regulations say you should need.

BUREAUCRACY: You have two cows. At first the government regulates what you can feed them and when you can milk them. Then it pays you not to milk them. After that it takes both, shoots one, milks the other and pours the milk down the drain. Then it requires you to fill out forms accounting for the missing cows.

TOTALITARIANISM: You have two cows. The government takes them and denies they ever existed. Milk is banned.

FEMINISM: You have two cows. They get married and adopt a veal calf.

SURREALISM: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

PURE DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. Your neighbors decide who gets the milk.

REPRESENTATIVE DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. Your neighbors pick someone to tell you who gets the milk.

AMERICAN DEMOCRACY: The government promises to give you two cows if you vote for it. After the election, the president is impeached for speculating in cow futures. The press dubs the affair "Cowgate".

BRITISH DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. You feed them sheep's brains and they go mad. The government doesn't do anything.

SINGAPORE DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. The government fines you for keeping two unlicensed animals in an apartment.

HONG KONG CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping five cows. The milk rights of six cows are transferred via a Panamanian intermediary to a Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority shareholder, who sells the rights to all seven cows' milk back to the listed company. The annual report says that the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. Meanwhile, you kill the two cows because the Feng Shui is bad.
 
"MF'er! Your damn beer blew up in the closet again!! You need to hurry up and get your f**king beer shed completed and get this sh*t out of here!"

Its how I am now about 75% done with my 12x24 fully finished brew shed, with a full Kal clone e-setup, kegerator and freezer for ferm temps.
:)
Some messes are made to "push" things in my direction.

She gets on me much less now I am about a month from being completely out of the house with my hobby.
She now worries more than I am going to actually physically move out into the brew cave once its completed.

:fro:
 
+1 to goats

Absolutely +1 to goats. They are like dogs that you don't let into the house. Mine will also knock me over when I bring in spent grains. It's about the only time they get unruly (the other time is when I bring them animal crackers).

On the plus side, I get milk back for the spent grains.

edit: you only need two to pull a small cart.
 
Not only that, they will pull a beer wagon ... a bock beer wagon.

At our German Club we had a goat pulling a beer wagon bring in the ceremonial first keg to our annual Bock Beer Festival.
I've got pics of the grand entrance somewhere but can't find em right now.

In any case, here is the Goat of Honor from that night being serenaded by some of the girls from the Club.


wtyir.jpg
 
Pretty sure my dogs are never getting spent grain again. Gave them the worst gas. I'm just gonna give it to my chicken farming friend.
 
When transferring brew late at night, I often leave the used carboy soaking in oxyclean over night. SWMBO wakes up earlier than I do for work and is forced to shower with said carboy. Well, I guess carboy showering was happening more often than not and told me "if I have to shower with that thing for more than a week, I'm going to pee in it!" ...............

:pipe:

$hit just got real...

Call her bluff, "well take pictures if you do, I'm sure there's some people on HBT that are dying for brewing related porn".
 
"MF'er! Your damn beer blew up in the closet again!! You need to hurry up and get your f**king beer shed completed and get this sh*t out of here!"

Its how I am now about 75% done with my 12x24 fully finished brew shed, with a full Kal clone e-setup, kegerator and freezer for ferm temps.
:)
Some messes are made to "push" things in my direction.

She gets on me much less now I am about a month from being completely out of the house with my hobby.
She now worries more than I am going to actually physically move out into the brew cave once its completed.

:fro:

I don't think that would worry my wife. She'd be more likely to ask, "when are you moving into your brew cave, so I can stop cleaning and turning off lights behind you?"
 
Yesterday trying a Harpoon Leviathan (90ibu 10%abv)

"What is that taste"?- SWMBO
"Hops" -me


Today she. Tried my pale ale (44ibu 5.5%)

"Ugh way too bitter" -SWMBO
"It was literally 1/2 as bitter as the beer yesterday"-me
 
At our German Club we had a goat pulling a beer wagon bring in the ceremonial first keg to our annual Bock Beer Festival.
I've got pics of the grand entrance somewhere but can't find em right now.

In any case, here is the Goat of Honor from that night being serenaded by some of the girls from the Club.


wtyir.jpg

Did the goat sing too?

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIaFtAKnqBU[/ame]
 
She does enjoy cider, so I am making a cinnamon vanilla cider for when she can drink again (pregnant with my son, due May 8) to say thank you to her for being awesome. Now, here's to hoping she likes the cider I made.

My wife is pregnant and due may 6th with my 2nd son and third and also last child
 
No no no lol, sorry being unclear my son is 4 my daughter is 1 1/2 and the newest addition is due may 6th
 
I thought they cant drink while still breast feeding. Dont have kids so idk but i thought i heard that somewhere.

Not in large quantities, no. She can have a small glass right after she finishes feeding. The lag between the consumption and feeding takes care of any tainted milk. Besides, we have the test strips and formula in case she decides she wants a few one night.

I made it a cinnamon vanilla cider so it would lay down until next fall anyway, when she's done feeding.
 
SWMBO: How much was all this stuff?
Me: You don't want to know.
SWMBO: Wouldn't it be cheaper to just buy the beer?
Me: That's not the point.
...
 
Me: I need to move beer in the garage.
Wife: O.K.
Two hours later...
Wife: Hi!
Me: Hrmph...hel..hell..hello...
Wife: REALLY!!!?!!
 
Wife: (talking to friends) The garage is basically a brewery
Me: Yeah but both vehicles are still able to fit with plenty of room
Wife: Still....
Me: You have the entire floccin house to paint, decorate, and do whatever to and I dont care. I have a closest for guns and a garage...
Friends: He has a valid point...
 
Her: I've been replaced by this beer making thing and that's fine but if you start bringing kegs to bed, we're gonna have a problem!
Me: .....(noted).
 
After renovating the kitchen completely and putting a roof over the back porch the wife starts this conversation:

Wife: Now that we have roof over the back porch, you can park the motorcycle there?
Me: no, no difference between the porch and a carport (no garage). I am tired of starting it up and smelling dead geckos (burnt by the motor), or cats getting on the seat and putting holes in it. F*** that.
Wife: Well the bike in the living room is not feng shui.
Me: Well you and I ain't chinese (she is filipina) and the bike will either go here or here (point at two different places next to an outlet (so I can hookup the battery tender). You let me know where you want this furniture moved to and I will tuck the bike in against the wall with my floor jack.

30 minutes later....

Wife: OK put this table over here (where the bike originally was) and these chairs here and you can put your bike over there (the alternate spot).
Me: See that wasn't too hard was it?
Wife: No... with a pouty face...

No drama ever again about the bike. When I set up the brewing area on the newly roofed porch, not a peep. It's my space and she accepts it and is happy that I am not brewing in "her" kitchen.

Life is great and the wife doesn't want to argue about anything. I am a lucky man to have such a great wife :mug:
 
We were planning on making a beer run later in the day. I mentioned that I wanted to pick up some Nugget Nectar.

Later, at the store: "What was that beer you wanted, 'Nut Nugget'?"
"Nope, already got a couple of those." :D
 
We were planning on making a beer run later in the day. I mentioned that I wanted to pick up some Nugget Nectar.

Later, at the store: "What was that beer you wanted, 'Nut Nugget'?"
"Nope, already got a couple of those." :D

SWMBO: "What is this called Nugget Nectar? Sounds like someone juiced some turds and put it in a bottle"
Me: "This is why I love you"

Honestly Nugget Nectar just makes me think its poop juice.
 
SWMBO: "What is this called Nugget Nectar? Sounds like someone juiced some turds and put it in a bottle"
Me: "This is why I love you"

Honestly Nugget Nectar just makes me think its poop juice.

I think my wife has a long-lost twin out there somewhere. That sounds exactly like something she'd say.
 
SWMBO: "What is this called Nugget Nectar? Sounds like someone juiced some turds and put it in a bottle"
Me: "This is why I love you"

Honestly Nugget Nectar just makes me think its poop juice.

My wife would think nugget nectar was an extraction of our favorite plant.
 
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