Epic Fail at Hale!

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Hale Farm, Home Sweet Home

The kids and I signed up with the 7th OVI at Hale Farm, two years ago this weekend. I'm sitting here with butterflies in my tummy for some reason. Well, not just 'some reason' but because its our anniversary. Spousie and I have been taking the kids to Hale Farm's 'Drums of August' since Jesus was a baby. (Ok, since they were babies...same difference)It was the first reenactment I'd ever been to and I was so enamored, it became an annual family event. (similar to the former annnual Gettysburg pilgrimage - more on that later) So, actually participating in the event as Reenactors is just, to me anyway, like..The brass ring..like a dream come true ,like oh good Goddess it's just plain monumental! And although last year was our first full year reenacting, to my dismay, our unit didn't go Hale Farm! Talk about wailing and nashing of teeth! So anyway, the last year's loss makes it so much more exciting this year! Ok, I know what you're thinking. - Here's a quarter,there's a two for one sale at Lives-R-Us, go buy a couple!- and you're probably right to some extent. but as for me, I couldn't be happier!

Snatching Victory From the Jaws of Defeat

I bit the bullet. I decided to buy 2 canvas buckets to use on my shoulder yoke. Oh ok, yeah, the my kids will be using it. I've had canvas buckets before and loved them, but Spousie commandeered all my shelving units in our garage, tossing my stuff aside for his own and somehow lost the buckets.

Anyway I went to Amazon and found the buckets and bought 2. They came on the wings of Mercury; I was so impressed. But being impressed ended there. These wonderful Rothco buckets (yeah! Rothco! I can't even fathom any of their products sucking so bad!) leak like storm clouds. Talk about being ticked off. I filled them at my kitchen sink and took them out front to hang on the porch to see how well they faired. Omg. My kitchen and hallway were soaked.

Talk about heartbreaking, especially since I parted with $28 for sub-quality merchandise. Geez, I don't even know if sub-quality is the proper adjective to describe an item that can not be used for the purpose for which it was created. How about: sucky, worthless, crappy...

I'm not sure why but I'm one of those dumbarses that hate returning things. I'm not going to return them but I am going to warn all unsuspecting water-bearers to steer clear of Rothco canvas buckets. So, "Mrs. Peters, what of the buckets" you ask? Well, seeing as I own them, I in good conscience can't just discard them so I think I might make one into a camp shower. I'm serious. These leak so bad that they actually will be an easy way to clean up, hang them from a tree and wash your hair, right? Also I guess I can cut up the other one for patches to use to repair the holes in my tent and possibly replace the seats on my camp stools. Why not snatch victory from the jaws of defeat!