Sep 11, 2011

I'm A Prepper!

Photo courtesy of Google Images

I'm a Prepper, he's a Prepper,
She's a Prepper, we're a Prepper,
Wouldn't you like to be a Prepper, too?
(parody of the famous Dr. Pepper jingle)

Finally! A name for my inborn personality disorder!

Since early childhood when we evacuated for hurricanes I packed bedding, food, blankets, lawn chairs and candles while my parents eventually toted a fifth of whiskey and Pierre the Poodle to our wood paneled station wagon.


I realize more and more that I am no longer a "fringe" personality but becoming "mainstream" as the video below mentions when I meet more and more people who have chickens in the city, gardens in their back yard, and new licenses to carry concealed. (you know who you are)

He's a Prepper!

I admire my neighbor Brasilia's solar shower and lugable loo.

She's a Prepper!

I have always seen things differently from most folk who think the government will help in times of crisis. I thought it was the Vietnam Generation I was born into deeply ingrained in my psyche but hurricanes Andrew and Katrina dispelled that myth. My buddy Myrtle lost it all in Katrina as did countless others. It was a bitter lesson learned when the government was no help whatsoever. Instead, her relief came from fellow human beings who practice humanity like my daughter The Artist. She and others helped Myrtle and her elderly husband by supplying the basics of survival.

Like food.

We're a Prepper!

Go to this link and watch this well done mini documentary.

And when you've seen it I have one question for you after you pull your head out of the sand...

Wouldn't you like to be a Prepper , too?


B.D.D.W. said...

Yes, I to am leaning towards being a prepper. Along with my CWP are the fishing gear and different boats.The great wilderness will became our supply house for basic needs I see a barter system returning to our socity. Hopefully there will be enough wildlife and domestic animals to sustain our basic needs. Please leave the pigeons alone they may look like squab but they are just rats with wings and a feathery tail.

Anonymous said...

Don't knock your parents. I think they may have been on to something. Seriously though I was thinking this morning that it is time to get my garden in order. Thank heavens the worst of summer is behind us.
Mrs. M

Kathleen Scott said...

Form of trying to control, I know because I do it. Love to travel, but have to have my folder with everything laid out.

Better than just hoping.

Jenna said...

My name is Jenna and I came across your site. Your kids are beautiful, handsome, have pretty smiles, and cute smile. Your kids are miracles, precious earthly angels, and special gifts. They are lucky to have you as a mom, just like you are lucky to have them. They are courageous, strong and determined fighters. They are brave warriors smilen champ and an inspirational hero. I was born with a rare life threatening bone disease, and developmental delays. I love it when people sign my guestbook.

grysmom said...

Had to giggle! I am working to talking hubby into a chicken coop/trailer. They all think I am a nut what with my 'large' pantry. I just planted tomatoes this year but stepping it up next summer. Have a herb garden inside. Though after putting up 5 pints of rasberry jam today, I won't be canning much unless it is absolutely necessary. Between the cost of the jars, sugar, lids....well, needless to say, Aldi's is much cheaper! Love ya, give the boy a hug from us.

The Muffin Man said...