Marriage Monday

I just saw a post where a womans 83 and 89 year old parents were baptized!
I was deeply touched that it is never too late in life to see the fruit of purpose.
We are now surrounded by marriages on the brink all around us. Another post spoke of purpose. I think that purpose has been replaced with expectations.

I am purposed to marry myself to the quest of supporting my husband to be all whole and full of life and he is purposed to me. We live that way though. We also have a mutual purpose to provide a loving growing environment to each other. Of course to the children. Without the parents unified in purpose what example do they have of the team gain to keep life goals.
My marriage is such a gift to me. It is a jewel and a treasure of great worth. If we have each other beyond just to dwell together but if we give each other our own selves as a living breathing gift we have everything. It is my purpose to offer all I am able to see Beloved grow into all he is intended to be. I am purposed not to tolerate but to confront IN LOVE WITH RIGHT ATTITUDE with the purpose to be "his gain in character" not just my own expectations. He in turn loves me in that way. We have years of trust earned and developed.

Selfishness rules and expectations demolish all around us and we grieve! Keep focused on your purpose as a spouse and mate. Every evil thing will come and divide and unity will be the first thing assaulted. I still have hope that the unity will return to these lives but God does not push himself on the free wills of his created. Our choice is so powerful to open the doors of battle toward our favor. We are in a battle and the unity of family is on the front line.

Remember to pray for Amy

Amy over at "Laughing through the tears" had a hip replacement today..
You all remember her in your prayers now and give her a little welcome home comment if you think of it. It would be a favor to me. Thank you.

A full day. So much to be grateful for .

Math Man and his 10 math commandments!
He came up to me the other evening with this. Too cute!
He has been doing math around the house and with the lab all afternoon. Telling the dog to point to the right answer.

This is "mens group" evening around here. One fellow said to me Wow have you lost weight? I thought is he trying to score points for cool brother here. I said yes but only four pounds I cant believe you can tell that. He said in your face you look like you have lost weight. Well it has been 14 days since he last saw me that was two days before they pulled the tooth. My face was that swollen! I did not even realize before the extraction due to the bone infection my face was rather swollen He pointed it out to me. Every time I answer someone telling them about a dry socket they wince. I guess if you have ever experience it or know someone who has it is something to remember! I don't think I'll forget this for some time to come. The pain is so much better that even though it still hurts substantially it is doable compared. I am so growing tired of the hurt though. Blaa blaa blaa :)

Anyway...:)...What a full day. So few hours sleep last night too. I was up late sleepless yet peaceful. I have three or more marriages around me so rocky that one is close to the "d", the dreaded "d" that is the "I give up" of all that was once intended to be a life long vow of selfless devotion. Before the "I" got so neglected and overwhelmed that it became the thief that stole such precious ground. Sorrow about all that and just standing back in prayer. Personality conflict really ought to be addressed in school or wherever to get folks set out with a better understanding of what they are in for. The dynamics of two different personality types can really give unique challenges to every union or even friendship. I love to understand why? So I have studied personality a lot. I have a few cut little things on my side bar under "billboards".

Well after my return from the City I had an unexpected THRILL! I drove past a sign that said BEADS!!!!!!!!! :) :) :) BIG GRIN,,droll and a little giddy.... I used some FREE TIME!!!!!!!!! Radical! It is the first time this school year I just stopped and took care of that part of my artistic heart! They have classes and BEADS!!!!!!!!!!! drool, glee tantalizing excitement. Have I ever told you I LOVE BEADS. Well I love beads and everything beads make up (most everything). I meandered around that store for almost 45 minutes it was so inspiring and surprising how much money they charge for the beads and the classes too. I must have a gold mine here in all the collecting I have done over the years through all the estate sale stuff and E-bay lot sales ( I sorted 12 pounds of mixed beads, many many hours of mindless relaxation last year when I really needed it). So I think I'll bead something and maybe do a class one time. The classes are a dream to me. I have self taught for 20 plus years. The projects also need the supplies were talking $ to d it. I wont just ignore the thrill and I might search the class lists to see if there is one I have the beads for, or at least most of them.

I also stopped at the grocery and got some great meat deals, The butcher just put out the discounted items and I snagged up several and will freeze them up (this is a great mid day trick). I found a yummy freeze dried fruit item yesterday, that you sprinkle on cereal and such. It was Clarence for .75 cents so I grabbed 10 of them and will jar them for breakfast for everyone. I was able to get two nice new insulated lunch bags for the kids at $2.50 each. Wow I came away with over 250. for 95. approximately. Got home to put it all away.

I went over to the school and had the nurse copy all the documents and told her how excited I was to have them in hand. She put them in the psychologist box for tomorrow, won't she be surprised. Kids were so giddy and a little one other than my own wanted to come home with us or have us go to her house :) I told her how her mom will need to invite us and thanked her.

Dash had to do a homework page and Miss Fiction awaited T.V. time (no T.V. until after homework. I mad them the taco's and did that post. Now they are playing all is fed and Hubby has the mens group going. Beloved embraced a happy wife and was grateful for the tacos. So I sit and enjoy the relief of the half a pain pill I took while making great effort to keep my hazel blues open just a few more hours while the young (er) ones play in the cool (relative) of the evening outside. I hear water running and they are at it again selling water (Beaver episode) You know if you have kids those old DVD sets are great for the preservation of innocence.

Well Dash just called me to CLASS in the dining room...Oh mercy what will I find in there better run. I hope your enjoying your evening

Fun Monday...Good deed. Just be who we are and open handed with our talents

This week’s Fun Monday is being hosted by Nikki, and she has challenged us to do a good deed.

I am not looking for a story of when you have offered your help in the past, I actually want you in the next two weeks to go out and help someone. Go visit a nursing home, cook dinner for someone sick or with a new baby, donate to a charity or even send just a “thinking of you card” to someone who needs it. It doesn’t matter what your good deed is, or how great it is. It just needs to help someone.

Well today it was me who seemed to be the recipient. I walked into the clinic and there was Dash's Therapist walking down the hall right towards me! I smiled and lovingly pointed at her and said" you....I need that report that you were going to send me..." she got to task she was on her way to record when I bumped into her. So she said she would get the report post haist and fax it over to the school. I then went up to second floor phyc. to see if I could get the other records that The wonderful psychiatrist was going to send for. I signed every release I could think to need, she was so kind to get for me(at no cost) the other office (one of the kids providers wanted to charge me $40. a report x2 kids and several reports!) She saved me big! Her secretary tapped on the door to see if she was busy... Opened the door and there was the Speech therapist talking to her to get Dash's file from her. The S.T. took all the papers and copied them all for me!!!!! I left with all of in IN HAND!

I am a see'er and I kept seeing myself hand the Phyc. a lanyard that had what looked like a world globe from space, and I kept thinking "global" so I waited until we were alone and told her so and gave it to her. She was so moved and just surprised and very moved by the gift. It's the simple ways we each just walk it out in who we are.

Have a great day.

Morning was a rocky start for my son had no knit shirts left. Now if you are tactilely sensitive you must live by the demands of your Nero system! Don't you just love when they announce their needs right before school. I loving told the little dude that I could not oblige him on the spot and found one of many button down woven shirts...Oh but NO! just cant handle it I see it in his eyes that it really mattered so I went to check if perhaps the little pile of shirts on the coffee table might rescue him, but before I could get it back to him...MELT DOWN!! door slams in protest! KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK<>
Five minutes before loading into the car the city school audiology department calls, sweet lady but kids are in a tiff and they are swinging back packs at each other and I on the phone an doing my best, caught off guard to assimilate the information coming at me. So Dash was not denied due to audio? So it was a speech eval that was too old?(now I have been waiting a month for a new report!) by the way he was still upset because he got a hair on him! a hair!
I pulled over to sit in the car. Told the kids if we cant get along then we will just sit here untill we get to the bottom of this! I told the kids they had no business going out into the world if they cant even get along as a family . So after apologies and amends and a limit to that snotty little Caiou show we were off.
I went to the dentist after dropping the kids off and then to the eye glasses place.
1. O.K. so I need to go to the city today and I better get my pocket full of stones.
2. Gotta address the speech therapist as to why I don't have what she promised me
3. Get the records from the phyc,
4. Drop off Dash hearing aids for another repair
5. Get a loaner pair
6. and sell the lanyard if she likes it
7. Drum up the courage to try to sell some other ones. I do not like to sell :{ If it were me I just would rather give them away and I often do. But it does help the budget.

I was able to get good news at the dentist this morning.
I have a "healing dry socket", the pain in it has calmed to a more manageable level and only a little bone is still exposed but it is much better.. He packet it with a soft goo. It is intensely strong of clove and misc flavors.
I stopped by to also get new nose pads on my glasses. she said to me "oh you have some free time now>>>" Wow I hadn't thought about that yet here I am three weeks into the school year! Of course I hadn't really experienced that yet either :)
I went back to the school and pulled Dash out of class and told Him that I love him and hoped he had a better day. That I am proud of him for who he is.

Well the traffic may have slowed by now I best get off to the city, and look for some more beauty in the day.
Ya, tooth socket better, new nose pads, no new audio test required. I got food in me (even if It did taste too much of clove :)
Grab the day!

Sunday Smiles, It's a good life.

Well I hope each of you found some joy in your day. I found great pleasure this morning in actually waking to the sensation of very little pain! It has been the extreme opposite for 10 days now. So that right off started the day on a great note!
I had actually woke in the middle of the night in the middle of a dream where I shouted out loud at my husband "JUST STOP!" . It was so clear and scared the poor guy out of his wits! I was having a dream that he was pouring glue on something and I asked him to put some paper under it to protect the counter top. He grabbed a little 2x2 inch piece and I said No really get something to protect the counter. All of the sudden he got all upset in the dream because the end of the tube of glue split and the glue went all over! So in the dream he goes over and starts hitting his head against the screen door. It was bending the frame and so i told him "just stop it"!
Only it came out my mouth and woke us both up. There I go yelling at him in his sleep and he didn't even do anything GIGGLE ha ha.
So when we both woke up he was humored at me. He was also so happy to see me out of the intense pain. We had a real sweet morning around the house and just enjoying each other. The kids really like each other and that is so cool! They played independently too.
I began my challenge to better care for myself by sloughing and shaving my "beautiful" (hubby said so as he came in the room) AW... Legs, I also did a pedicure . I can not walk yet but I can take better care of myself.
This was the third day in a row I stopped and did make-up and my hair (just for me). I have realized that I am neglecting myself in far to many ways. After I dolled up I went to hubby to tell him I was going to the store and got a wide eye pleased smile and a, wow! I see that this is going to benefit me in more ways than one :) He delights in me:) ! It is thrilling to him to see me care about the woman he loves so very much.
I went to the grocery where I knew there was a clearance on several end caps. The store had just remodeled and were selling out several boxes of cosmetics at 1/8 the price. So I took the time to go through them. I have been wanting to get some play make-up for Miss Fiction, I looked at the kids play stuff and would never want to put that on her beautiful skin. I found a transparent powder compact (Gold would have been cheep end in compare when she opened it!)
Clear lipstick to match the royal blue compact, Some neutral blush and a bottle of clear nail polish all Cover Girl or Sally Hanson no cheep junk. So I brought it home opened all of it and went into her room sat on her bed and called her to me. "yes momma?" she chimed, asking her to sit down I showed it all to her. She was ecstatic! She was so touched and deeply grateful. She was going to show her little girl friend and they can make up together. NO COLOR MESS! I taught her the process and she is so CUTE!
After lunch and several "Leave it to Beaver " episodes the Daddy Man left for his folks to help his Mother with her new computer. (She now has bragging rights:) We tease her because she has a better computer than her girl friend. She is a local artist and the women have a web site with their work on it. They have been guild members for many years. Art is a big part of our family. Daddy Man spoke of that last night we all went to the Rain Forest Cafe for a night out last night and both kids were enthralled with the art books.
Anyway...After he left, and the children were done selling water for a few cents a glass ( a re enactment of a show they watched). They did this with my permission (water slide). They were already all wet. So with the hose on top of the slide they played swamp rescue.

After the maiden was safe and all was rather soaked in the moat, The queen determined it was time to dry of and clean the bed chambers. Miss Fiction called my name to flash this picture of me. She is so sweet, she then went to her fair knight and took his image as well as the successful cleaning spree. Mind you they did not give me a hard time. It was so wonderful it just gives me chills. I just told Dash little projects and one by one he came and asked "what should I do now?". I found the princess FOLDING ALL HER BLANKETS! Of course I rushed out of the hall so she would not see me looking!

I was putting the blender together. Hubby was waylaid by a bad modem connection, so I stopped dinner production and made the kids smoothies.



Dash's response to his sissy taking his picture.

Hubby came home with another main frame to dissemble and grandfather into our existing machines. He thinks it might be a better one than Dash is using. We have so many grandfathered or passed down computers that we often are able to help others with parts. Hubby can dismantle and reassemble one of there in his sleep.

We took the kids over tho their school so they could have some use of the place without the crowd. This helps them a lot. They feel more like they are at home there during school. We did this before they started school too. If they can play on the equipment without on looking peers they get more relaxed on it.

can you see why I call him Dash Hawk, that boy can fly fast. There is no stopping him.


Daddy Man threw several balls for them each.

Dove or Miss Fiction showed me some new tricks she learned.

Soon Dash followed and showed us this newly mastered maneuver. Big things to little ones. So they are big to us.
Baths are done story time over. The house is quiet. Beloved in playing with his new prize. I am looking forward (I think ) to going in tomorrow to get the socket (my) re-packed in the morning after I drop off the kids at school. I have a trip to the city. Dash has a problem with his hearing aides. I have to take them in for repair and get a loaner pair. He has been without them since last Thursday. I just was not able to drive down town. So If I can be without pain Medication after they pack up my socket I'll go to the city. I also have some records to pick up and a lanyard (the black one) to deliver. I sure hope she likes it.

Photo Hunters *Music*

Piano Mania

Video Photography

Video Photography becomes a joy to our young ones. The "Daddy Man" gave the kids an old camera today. They are so entertained. After filming they are watching it on the T.V.
Dash filmed a documentary about his family including the dogs, his sisters bear collection and a battle.

Oh Happy Dog Day!

Grace

School Year Resolutions

To Pass the torch
Is Hosting a new meme, I thought I would conceder my goals. To join in click on the site and join us.

September:
Detox Daughter off Medication if possible, keep a calm home so she can relax.
Keep up work toward the I.E.P. for both of the kids
Continue to pursue the injections for my knee. The shots last 6-9 months!
Eat Less and healthier. consider my body a living sacrifice.
Take much better care of myself.
Catch up around house
Finish extension on the taxes. (this is the first time in 25 years I have ever had to do an extension!)
Finish investment forms,
Sew fall/winter clothing
Practice other talents with creative arts and writing
Decorate for fall
Get rid of give away stuff.
Go through Dash's clothes
Register for the craft show.
Get more Bible time scheduled.
Work on all the odd jobs around the house
Set up a night for the ladies to come here for crafts once or twice a month.
October:
Implement interventions and testings for kids.
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Manage affairs more efficiently.
Set a Christmas Gift list
Christmas Card list
News letter for cards.
craft nights
November:
Exercise daily and continue weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Plan thanksgiving dinner
Serve a formal Thanksgiving Dinner.
Make crafts and invitations with the kids
General house cleaning and preparations for formal dinner.
Decorate for Christmas
Do the craft show at the church
Adopt a family for Christmas
Craft Nights
December:
Dash's adoption day cake and party
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Prepare for formal Christmas Dinner.
Christmas Day!
Craft Nights
January:
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Decorate for Valentines Day
Craft Nights
February:
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Beloved Birthday!
March:
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Miss Fiction's adoption day party.
Dash's Birthday party!
Decorate for easter!
Plan Easter Buffet.
Craft Nights
April:
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off.
Easter Celebration!
Craft Nights
May:
Exercise every morning, work on weight loss goal 1-2 pounds a week off. 8x4x1=32 lb.'s go bye-bye! :) Happy birthday to me!
Craft Nights
Prepare activities for summer
Plan camping trips.

Friday Feast

Christine over at Ate we "There Yet Mom" is hosting Friday Feast




Using only one word, how does grocery shopping make you feel?

Peaceful.
I go without the kids. I meander and look for bargains and get inspired. I often think, pray and just zone out for a while

Soup

What is your favorite part about the season of Autumn?

Harvest
I love to celebrate the bounty of the earth. I don't do Halloween, I celebrate Gods Provision.

Salad

Have you ever had any bad experiences online?

I was selling on E-bay and found that it was more of an expense than a profit.
Main Course

Name three things that make you happy daily.

My Husbands loving eyes and embrace.
My Children's wonder and wide eyed excitement over life.
Comments on the posts that let me know someone is out there.

Dessert

What one household cleansing or organizing item would you not want to be without?

3 year calendar. I get them from Fuller brush/Watkins. I have used them for twenty years. They allow me to have life at my finger tips when my memory might fail to recall a detail or event in recent history (when was the last yearly apt for medical check ups or kids well visits). Pet shot record and general over all record of when, what who and where. I use them each year for the Christmas news letter. To schedule appointments, make note of upcoming bills of projects/goal.

Join in the fun and remember to post it at her sight. Just click on her address and scroll down.
She is also doing some give aways, go check her out!

Grinding the Grain

This is My Mill.

It was past to me from my husbands family. It was once his Mothers but she purchased a more modern unit. this is a grist mill.

Within are two stones one is stationary the other spins (loudly) :).

Under the stones sits a beautiful stainless steal pan. The ground floor is deposited in the pan.

The shoot sits atop the stones and the grain goes in here. Gravity sends it to the stones.
The stones are adjusted from behind for finer/courser grind.

After grinding the spelt I sift it. Note the two sifters the plastic one would make good fodder for the recycle can but the good old fashioned metal one is a must. If you go to an old antique store you just might be able to find someones grandmas sifter. Many folks collect these old kitchen tools for a cute decor. I find then utilitarian as well.

After the grain is sifted the grain remaining in the sifter can be set aside. It is the groats. They can be cooked as cereal or boiled in soups or if a very moist baked meat (meat loaf) they can be added for substance.

These grains were given to me by Michelle from Life in the midst of writing, She took a trip to Montana and got them right at the growers little store. Fresh! I have had them in the deep freezer until I was set to grind. I grind as I use the floors and keep my whole grains in a frozen state to keep away pests and such.
Turn these grains into....

Floor. (left to right) Spelt flour,whole grain and spelt groats, oat flour, rye floor and Millet flour
This is a book I purchased years ago when I began to take an interest into varied grains for my family.
Try a new grain. Now sometimes they need to be used in special ways because they may not have a high enough gluten content to be used alone for breads so do a little research and try something new. If you have questions you are free to ask. I'll help you if I can.:)

My beloved

I want to send a great big hug out there to you.
I know how hard you have been working honey.
I see the hours add up in your long days
I am so honored by your patient gentle kindness as the chores pill up each day.
I want so badly to dive in and put them all away.
If I could I would have it where you would come home
to a palace clean and a dinner exquisite prepared.
Laundry all washed, ironed and put away.
With all clutter that annoys us in the proper place.
Oh what I want to present to you in this my frame.
All of fifty pounds removed. To be as gorgeous as before.
Legs freshly shaved and hair washed and adorned.
Hands and feet manicured like they once were.

You enter to see me next to pains door with my face all worn from the long day
Children are happy and tackle you before I can get near to you.
I am just a ball of "can't take this anymore"
I long to dance before you once more with the glee and delight that you again have entered or door.
I know that this will pass and again I'll return to my common expression of peace like before.
You , you have been too gentle so kind at evening time when tired and worn you ask me if you can get a glass of water for me.
A servant , a servant you are and have always been
Giving and giving and this is the life you are living.
I know it is a gift with no expectation of anything more.
I give you the sunshine the children's glee.
I give you the true heart within me the one who celebrates you all the more.
I give you a wifes heart. A woman you adore. A promise that I am not to sure I can keep, one to lose this weight and regain my strength. A focus that is a big o' challenge.
I fear the discipline like a little child that throws a fit.
Yet I hold on to those old jeans hoping someday they might magically fit.
When I can I'll get those shots for this old knee and maybe perhaps it will help me get free to walk and to roam all this sedentary lifestyle gone.

Mother and Daughter Blog Carnival

Having a dayghter is the best!
Wow! A spectacular joy, my little girl!
Whirling and twirling
Skating in socks.
Horses and flowers on a bedroom wall.
Stars on her ceiling, clouds white and blue.
Stuffed animal families of make believe.
Sweet Street cities.

Oh wonder! My darling Dear.
The world her oyster, joy her pearl.
Dresses at Easter and pumpkins in fall.
Washing her hair
The glory of youth in her heart strings.
The wonder of life the lyrics she sings.
The sweet response to her name when I call.

This actress of mine.
New characters to meet in her mind.
Bracelets, lip gloss, powders, perfume.
The look in her Fathers eyes.
The mellow dramatics we see when she cries.
Then those sweet coy little smiles
tears wiped from her eyes.

Ah, It is a marvelous thing to behold.
All those sweet secrets to be told.
Pink party favors.
Fairy tale wands.
giggles and laughter
Story book pages unfold

Sewing and cooking
lessons on how to forgive
opportunities to gain
chances to give.
All rolled into the joy
as I teach her how to live.

4 hours sleep! How you say ah. *Pearls*

Now that I have rested I will share something beautiful with you. A pearl in the midst of this stormy sea. At times when the tide is rising high it is tempting oh so tempting to go to the rock and just wail out "Why Me?"
I came close.
Two days ago when in the dentist chair awaiting the injections. There in the sky before me was a hawk. Unusual in that I was looking over a city neighborhood. I heard My Master call to me to come away with him into the updrafts that he and that hawk were enjoying. I did so. Everything melted away while I was there. It was soon that he flew out of sight. I heard "stay with ME" pull me to him focused on the clear blue sky I endured the scraping of the bone. Remember the nerve block had not been successful at that point. I kept going away with HIM.
There in that storming time of mass endurance He came for me holding me with him within the beauty of a hawk that He himself had created that day just for me.

Today this sea a tossing with such agony and intensity again a pearl. I held my Bible and asked Him for help and comfort. I opened it up and looked down to...Present you body a living sacrifice wholly worthy and acceptable. I Ask Him to show me how.
As I sat here enduring to the 19th hour ,sleep deprived pain exhausted it became clear to me. I know this of old that I had been given a ministry to the Medical Profession. I remembered who I am. I began to turn my eye to intercession for the Doctor, his office staff and their offices. Those other patients in the building. Mainly the doctor.
After all was done, he sat down on a folding chair and said that he was about ready to cry. It hurt him to cause others such pain. He shared how sorry he was that it was hurting so bad. He and his assistant both came and sat down and rested a few moments. I offered them kindness, gratitude and love. They offered me counsel and support. We were in unity no animosity no offense no hostility. Only peace.
It is not all about us folks.
So rarely has it ever been for me. We are rich through the pearl. For me, in friction accomplished in the death (of the oyster)I lived,The Pearl it gives such perfect beauty to capture our focus.

Home from the dentist

The bone is healing well. Ya! It showed good improvement for two days. However there is an ulcer on the back side of the socket extending to the fold in my jaw.
Here is a new idea, Maalox (I got vanilla cream) and benadryl (I got dye free)rinse (don't swallow). It did really help for a few moments. I have a stronger pain medication. I can only takd half of it though so I am able to pick my kids up.
OH ARG!
So... I'm not dieing and my jaw is not broken. Though I considered praying to die in the night :)
This is the worse case in his 20 years (thanks for sharing{;).Man I hear that a lot in my lifetime! The guy really is doing well by me and I am so fortunate, I told him I felt that way.
I realized that I needed to pray for the office staff. I see that I need to think about his (the dentists heart too) He was about ready to cry because he was hurting me so badly when he re-packed the socket. So I'll pray for him and his staff. Ride this through and trust God and the dentist that this will get better on day. I'm at day 7. I suppose in the greater story that is a flash in time.
Sorry to dampen the parade of my blog. :)
You all find lots of beauty in your day now.
I'm in His hands I know this too will pass.
Do not use clove oil, I do not know if it caused the skin problem but dont risk it!

Thankful Thursday

My Dear Friends.
It is now one week later and I am still Thankful for pain Medication. I have a rare development with a dry socket that had to be bone scraped. I am in so much pain I sit here after THREE pain pins with no relief. Or if there is I'm thankful I'm not feeling the full effect of the pain.
I am thankful that I can endure this.
I am thankful for the presence of my Loving Abba Father God to comfort me in these late sleepless hours.
I am thankful that I am a at home Mom so that I do not have to be employed and experiencing this.
I am thankful for a loving husband.
I am thankful for little kids wishes and prayers that Mom feels better soon (they miss me)
I am thinking of going to an urgent care in the morning I wonder if he broke my jaw?
Thankful... for insurance.
enough to do a co-pay
Thankful for skills, talents bread for lunches to make for them tomorrow.
Good dogs.
I am thankful for the beauty of my diamond ring my beloved gave me for our 25th anniversary it feels good to look at the beauty and to think about how he sacrificed and gave me such a beautiful gift. I had never had a diamond before. Its like looking into infinity.
I am thankful. My heart does overflow with all the goodness around me.
I don't know if I can endure but I do know the one who can cause me to be able too. I am thankful that in suffering my character can be matured to stop eating so much candy and take better care of myself. To stop ignoring and denying my physical needs.
I think in all things there are gifts to gain. I am thankful that I have this perspective right now.
I am thankful to think of the prayers that you are perhaps lifting up on my behalf.
Gratefully yours
Donetta

The face behind the blog. Meme

Married one year 1983 gown is snug because I was fed. :)

Camping trip 1984. I don't hunt the gun was for protection. We were in the wilderness. Hubby probably was going off to do his business.

Biking trip 1984. I was raised on two wheel motorcycles. Bet you didn't know that.

Our "race car" dun buggy the first one we owned taken in 1984.
In my Glory Days :) Before the kids we had a lot of fun this way. Due to funds being tight we have had to let go of these things. It is too bad we had so much fun. I would love to do these things with the kids.


Taken this year.


Cory from "Living and Loving Every Minute" posted a new meme

The Rules, to quote Wolfgang:
The usual rules apply. Post a short article and include your photograph (or more if you want). If you already have a picture online somewhere, then get creative with a new one.Blog Title:

Name of Blog: A Life Uncommon

Description:
A place to live life with the affiliation of others who share their lives and their lessons. A place to think on the things that I have experienced,witnessed and heard and seen. That We all might focus on the marvelous and the seemingly mundane becomes appreciated.

Name:
Donetta
It means Dawn=Lady, Etta=Lady of the home

Country: USA.

Originally from: Washington State

Occupation: I have been a Bank Teller, Gas Station Attendant, Elderly Care Provider, Insurance Agent, Extended Care Provider for Elementary Children.
By and far my hearts desire fulfilled I am a Full Time Wife, homemaker, and Mother

Email: Should be listed in my profile


Birthday: In May

Favorite Colors: Blue and purple

Favorite Drink: I love pineapple juice, green tea, good coffee, Reverse Osmosis Water

Favorite Fruit: Rainer Cherries

Favorite Desert: It varies, anything non dairy and real I don't like fake (processed) foods.

Hobbies: Anything art, Sewing, beading, scrap booking, painting, writing, cooking, creating.

Some of the blogs I know that have posted pictures of me: Pretty sure NONE.


Next, include the link to the others who have displayed their pix, or even include their pix in your post, adding a reference to it.
That is too much work...but I'll add a few. :)
Wolfgang
Ingrid
Karen
Corey

Corey wrote:Now I'd like to ask anyone else who is in the mood to go ahead and participate. I know many people like to stay anonymous, so I don't want to force anyone out. :)
I agree.

Update on Denise from Shorty bears Place

I just spoke to Denise's (from Shorty Bears place) husband Eddie, Denise was placed into the hospital. They were not able to do her procedure yesterday . She tested with a blood sugar level over 600. They have her now inpatient. Eddie asks for prayer. Please also pray for him. His employer is not understanding and will not give him time off to be with her. He just got off work returned my call and will be off to go be with her. He has not spoken to her since yesterday. This is a terrible thing not to be able to be his mate. Just think how hard it must be for her.

Wordless Wedensday, HEAVY

1999 Little Dove helped Daddy.

Mother of Many.

Momma Bloga Writing Contest
The theme for the September Group Writing Project is “What is motherhood?” We’re writing about how we define motherhood. Feel free to go in any direction that appeals to you. Even if you don’t choose to participate, you can encourage others to participate!

Mother of Many

Will you adopt me?...was the recent comment of one who had already grown within our hearts.

What is Motherhood to me?
Oh Mother of Many Am I.
And if one day I see all their faces I would spin and dance with glee. Hundreds before me, young and old. All of my life I have surrounded myself with a chosen family. I am blessed with my own family true. My Sisters and Brothers and nieces and nephews. My own children... two.They are now saplings around me as once I watered there tender seeds.
Friends are the family one finds along the way.
So many many faces flash in my minds eye.
Oh Mother of many, who as a child herself, tended the gas station store years and years before. I saw children , sometimes slipping them a candy and a smile of course. I loved the children peering from the back seat windows. They would smile and wave excited to see if a candy would be theirs for the day. Little finger waves, gleeful, then a nod of good day as the car would pull away. Years ago now so many have passed by my way.
Oh Mother of many, the children, while I was in school, seventh grade duty in the reading room. Never shaming those who could not read from my kindness they seamed to feed. Then those in the special ed department, the young man who typed with his toes. He walked up to me that last day to say good bye. I will always remember how hard each step for him as he tried.
Oh Mother of many throughout high school all the varied click members would come to me there on the greens and open their hearts and pour out their dreams. Often I was their only confidant and I would weep with them there and pretend we had no more care.

You Are a Blue Crayon

Your world is colored in calm, understated, deep colors. You are a loyal person, and the truest friend anyone could hope to find. On the inside, you tend to be emotional and even a bit moody. However, you know that people depend on you. So you put on a strong front. Your color wheel opposite is orange. Orange people may be opinionated, but you feel they lack the depth to truly understand what they're saying.

What Color Crayon Are You?

At my house we had a play room though barren my womb, it was filled always with children from all around. Coloring books and crayons were a staple at Aunt Donetta's house. Kids on the street were brought there by friends. Parents often, not even caring where they were.
Oh Mother of many I was and have always been.
Dear sweet Heather flew far too soon from a 140 foot cliff. She was a hard one to loose from down the street, three doors yet, so far. Your kittens and laughter still ring in my ear how you had only days before accepted Jesus on my living room floor.
All the neighborhood children began to leave, some moved away. I remember the day I was given two dozen rosed by the little boy down the street . His father had been given them and he wanted them to go to me. Oh the trees that we planted at the front door. The boys digging with the shovel so a Lady could rest. The children would come and tell me their stories and just sit and stare. As I pulled of dried petals and dead headed the roses.
As an extended care provider at the private Christian school. I'll always remember the little boy who at 9 years old and 75 pounds would mess his pants daily until the day I wept, compassion stunned him and ever day after he would say "Teacher! Teacher, I didn't mess my pants!" I would praise his kind nature and thank him too. Although he was retarded, no one had ever expected that he was able to offer anything more.
Oh Mother of many the women would come and sit and spill sorrows of all they had known. Saying never before was there a safe place to tell. I held them and loved them. Two have gone on before to short their lives were.
My children have often been only for a day, week, months or a few years. They reached into my heart and took away all the barren years.
Oh mother of many,who is it all for?
All the glee and the loss and the struggles in life. So many sisters in Christ who have needed the care of a Mother, without children of my own. Non were ever belonging to me and then 16 years later the prophecy came true.
Now mother of many has just but her two. Without knowing how many were mothered before. These two I have charge of. Unlike the so many before to lift up and carry through life's troubled door. A good foundation and a stable home, a refuge to last past night fall.
I am a Mother of many who could ever want more than the privilege to give all to another hearts store. I watch as they each one grows and matures . Little baby buggies, toddling into youth. All of my many children who I taught in the Sunday School Rooms, holding them telling them that God is Love, God loves you and I love you.
I remember the little Navajo boy who would not look me in the eye, only to learn that Elders and those who are respected were to be honored with a bowed brow and this it was so . What lessons they have all taught to me. I have grown.
Young men now and young women raised up around me with children of their own. I , I have my two... I waited a lifetime for this honor to come. How privileged a role is Motherhood honored. We have a great high calling to be a living testimony of love.
Now my children never have to go home. I know that their nights are safe and they have their needs met. The joys of each moment is all I could ever desire. It is in many tasks but rather in the relationships with my Son an Daughter that Motherhood is realized. I have the role Mother it is an office if highest responsibility. It is the joy of a lifetime!. If I succeed then they will become independent lovers of God who can shake the world with compassion, wit and Wisdom.

Tackle It Tuesday

So far I have been able to tackle a bottle of pain pills and my Pillow.
It is now 12:30 I have a 1 o clock appointment with the dentist for another Packing of the dry socket, and hopefully another nerve block. The pain is so sever that I just feel as if I faint if I bend over. I am shaking. I am going to go get some help now.

I had hoped to grind grain this morning and grocery shop, perhaps when I return numb and happy :)
Post script.
Oh boy to I have one that will not be topped!
I went to the dentist a half an hour early oops. Sat in the lobby a mom and her kid came in I sat up straight and put on a better face (no easy task).
They called me back only to pull the other dentist who did the extraction over from the other office. He then told me how rare this complication was.
He proceeded to give me a nerve block (that would not take hold) and and three other injections into the area. He told me my bone is exposed and that he has to scrape it and clean off all the goo from it. He has to make it bleed to form a clot! He thought I was wise to choose the injections.
Folks after all those shots he scraped that bone and I just curled up and wimpered like a dieing dog. He then rinsed it with a strong stream of saline solution that cause my eyes to to over turn the flood gates. I just had enough!, but he was not finished yet! He then packed it while I wondered if that pup was gonna make it to the end.
I drove myself home. and I sit now having to go get my kids.

If any body can top that tackle my porcelain crown is off to ya!

Kids are home and the shots finally blocked the pain ya!

Good Mornig Mother I made your breakfast for you.

Dash greeted me with this wonderful set table (at 6:30 ). It was just perfect. He even used care as to find a soft cereal so it wound not hurt my mouth. I am so blessed. My son is thoughtful and I am just so grateful to have him. We had a game and a nice visit in the hammock. He showed me his library book. It had 17th century realism for the illustrations. This kid is something else. I am so happy to see him love art so much.
Beloved awoke to me gasping in pain around 1a.m. this morning that sweet heart drove to the pharmacy to get my third refill for pain. This dry socket it a challenge to say it mildly.
I held Miss Fiction while she enjoyed her morning show before school. She really did fall into the tub last night. That must of been a sight! They were off to a good start. I dropped them off at school.
I have a dentist appointment at 1 pm . I need to take another pain pill and rest. I might try to get in sooner if I can.