My Daughter is asleep now on the couch. She is troubled by a dream. She is feeling insecure and a bit stressed. Her and her brother for some unknown reason decided it would be an idea to throw rocks at the marble bath tub surrounds walls. "Daddy man", much to his anger, discovers the children in the act as Beauty was trying to get Dash to comply with throwing one a little higher to break the bathroom window. Now my best guess is that she saw something on a morning show or perhaps just wanted to get her brother in a heap of trouble. However Dash was too willed for her and refused. That apparently is what started the rough that brought the "dad" to the scene of the crime aforementioned.Well I was on a long distance call with another blogger when I heard Hubby in his fury over the event and just had to excuse myself to go see what was the issue.Does anyone else have a sweet beautiful daughter who acts out the things in her mind as if she had not a clue as to the effects or consequences. Ten might just be that golden age of development that we begin to see more of these things. A greater rift between siblings is occurring in our home and this is a great concern to me. To most folks it appears to be chalked up to being just normal stuff. I think that the delta in the intelligence between them is a real hurt to Beauty who pales intellectually (we just had all that testing for the IEP) to Dash who is also very precocious about things. It must hurt her to know that at 6 years of age her brother is just leaving her in the dust. Hubs and I try real hard to hide our amazement at that little guy and what he comes up with but everywhere we go it is noticed and folks are startled by Dash. Intellect is a doubled edge sword. Dash is boarder line genius or well into to it IQ wise. He is 6 however and he is very immature too. Beauty has strengths that are more subtle and charming. She is a very strong reader. She is an introvert by nature and must be pulled out. Avery much of a caring person about others. She has been in a lot of hot water lately though. Her heart is beautiful but it is toying with resentment and that is not good for her well being.We as Mothers to daughters have so many concerns to address. What about a little girl who wants to marry and fantasizes about it, normal yes. My Sweet child wants to adopt.We recently had a guest; a little boy who was the son of a nephews date. They spoke (beauty and this child) of marrying. The boy is a year younger. Beauty has had this idea of marriage for several years now. Well she came to me so cute in a very strange way, and declared."we are going to marry, but because he is my cousin(he is not really) we will adopt. We don't want to have our own kids because they will have 6 toes".... I sitting there with jaw lax thinking where in the world would she get this?..I sputter out well..."you are really not cousins... She chimes in..."oh well I still want to adopt my kids". She is boy crazy and has been for a while. It does concern me. I just cant say how many many times I have explained to her that she is WAY to young to be concerned with such things. She still has crushes on boys (The bad boys...arg) This terrifies me! She loves a boy with bravado. I think perhaps she needs adventure in her life.The heart of a woman or even a girl desired adventure. We do not want to be the adventure we want to share one.Perhaps this is where I must look to address my daughters heart.Oh, the heart of a daughter...
1984
He is "HOT" to me...
He is my heart throb and has been for over 25 years now!
Beloved on our third Christmas.
That is "Jazz Cat" Jasper our first pet together. Long gone many years ago.
This was our first home.
Beloved purchased it (before we met) as a 20 year old
by buying and fixing and selling used cars. It was 900 sq. feet of paradise on earth.
We still have that red mechanics stool I gave him.
The bear lamp was one of my early creation, there is one in the far background too. I could just kick myself for selling it!
The wooden chair in the back ground was made by his grandfather. Same goes we gave it away.
That carved coffee table was from my youth my step dad brought it back from the Philippines.
He was a Merchant Marine in the 50's and 60's.
Chrysalis Has a very good post up!
A purposed Driven Christmas, A must read!
Black Friday...
"It's the worst day of the year...to go shopping!"
My view on it anyway :)
I would never dream of going shopping. I slept in and just enjoyed my Hubby next to me , the kids came in and we all enjoyed the slow morning. I cleaned up all the dishes and hired the kids to gather all the fall decor and paid them a $1 to do it. Hubs had a good friend come over and the two men took the decorations bins out of the attic for me! All of them In the garage “it is so amazing”! They just did it for me no issues no complaint! I put all the fall stuff back in the attic bin as they handed it up to me. It was so awesome! The men even put the tree up for me NO QUESTIONS JUST MATTER OF FACT! Hubby filled the tires in my bike and the kids and I went for a ride. His bike had a flat tire (bad tube).I enjoyed doing some sewing and really loved Beloved presence in the room. He did a back up on my computer system. I tinkered in my findings fixing up the ribbons in spools and all the items of like kind together. It is so nice now that the kids are old enough to have a little me time. Then we decorated a little bit. Daddy man took the kids to Costco to get some supplies and To Wal-Mart to get a tube for his bike tire. They had a few $ burning holes in their pockets.I plated the left overs on our plates and the kids had hot dogs. Afterward we all had a movie night (The Walton’s on DVD). Kids had bath time and I tied a few heart strings with Beauty and read to her during her bath time. It was sweet. Now markers busily cover over white paper while the boys are off in the Dad's office. Bed times approaching for them quickly.
Please pray for Denise, She is not feeling well!
Kailani over at
Island Life Aloha Friday go check folks out.
My question...Have you ever gone from flooding the kids with gifts(year after year) to a bare bones one or two gift hand made except one big gift,Christmas? If so, what tips can you give me...If you’d like to participate, just post a question on your blog . Don’t forget to stop by and visit the other players at Island life
Happy Thanks Giving to all of you Dear Readers
My Crystal stemware has a little secrete... They were seconds. That means many years ago when I purchased them I got them for .99 cents a glass. We had a wonderful old store that has many years ago gone out of business. They had a lot of seconds or imperfects.Many people have wedding registries and such. Well for us it was a different day. Only the very wealthy did such things and weddings were more about the marriage than the wedding day. I digress...This is leaded stem ware. Very beautiful, but if you were to look very carefully they are not perfect. Much like me and each one of us. A little slanted or misshapen. Yet to me I think they are beautiful for nothing is really perfect. For even the flawless stem ware comes with a very hefty price tag, the stress of using it for it might get broken and so there you have it.Anyway... I wash them by hand, one at a time . Do not put them in a sink unless you have a cloth in the base of your sink. I dry them by hand over a folded bath towel . If one should happen to slip your grip the doubly folded towel will preserve it should it fall. Never place Leaded Crystal Stem ware in the dishwasher. If they tap one another they can shatter.
193 starting
191 week one
191 week two (at 189 on Friday) First Synvisk Injestion193 week three Second injection
190 week four (189 peeked at me) Third Injection
192 week five
188 week six
189 week seven
192 week eight (most of it lining my colon)
Well... Wheat! Stick to the colon WHEAT! Candy! Sweet to the tooth and oh well I screwed up anyway what the heck... Candy.
Gravy(made with wheat), russets, yams, Corn bread more wheat and corn too all avoids. No walking just working here on the house and the meetings Stress. The kids had the MET for the IEP that is special needs kids educational intervention stuff. Oh! the stress and emotional roller coaster.
Shame! I just fell into the reward myself I worked so hard (with stuff that are allergy things) and the candy too. I am sad about it and posting this was no fun either!
Hubby said it is good for me. He can not have chocolate due to migraines... he thinks this a good lesson to see how the wheat makes me feel too. I have been very stiff and achy. I think he is right but it feels so familiar to beet myself up then I will have paid for my mistake. Hubby thinks the lesson is well learned so why say with being mean. Old ways die hard. I m doing better today with caring for myself. It is such a pain to have to eat stuff that no one else has too. whine~~~~~~~~~~
This is a full set of 24 Gold toned flat ware. Looks pricey but it too has a little secrete. It also has a story for those of you who are enjoying getting to know more about me. When I was a girl like my sister before me, our Mother kept a "Hope Chest" for us. Our Mother had an "old school" heart. From many years back in the hills of Tennessee it was the way for every girl to have a trunk or hope chest to fill and dream of marriage and of her wedding day. To pretend of having her own home. It helped a girl to transition from her parents home to her own. This tradition was passed to us. My Mother often took in trade for food at the Cafe in those very early years (I was infant -5 years of age) , and then during my youth the gas stations were the prime place for barter. Could you imagine being able to trade something for fuel. Momma was raised during the Great Depression. She was beloved by her customers. So Often the things in our hope chest were barter. She had a good eye too. Once her and my Step Dad Had a fellow trading a set of flat ware much like these. My step dad got them for me. It was one of the nicest things he had ever done for me. I was a young teen ager at the time 16 maybe. They were busy about filling my hope chest for they were old and tired of being parents and looked forward to the empty nest.(it was bitter sweet for me). Well that set was gone after a thief took them long story.So once many years ago remembering my step Dad's rare kindness I has asked God if there was a way someday if I could have them again. Well I found the two sets at a close out sale for under $20 each and had to have them. They are a treasured gift from both my real Dad (God) and the memory of what my step Dad might of been like if he had lived without such a wounded heart. I NEVER wash them in the dishwasher they will ruin. I lost one serving spoon this way (it slipped through). They must be rinsed too because acidic foods will ruin the finish. I then place them out to drain a bit and then towel dry them. They are counted as they are put away. Folks are often accustomed to plastic and they have been thrown away. I had one fork missing so I knew to watch out for it and found it today as I was loading the dishwasher. Keeping an eye out for it it was preserved from the dishwasher. If yours are silver there are some wonderful anti tarnish papers made by 3M
Did you know most folks trow away the carcass of the thanks giving turkey. Well after I carve mine and set it out on the platter, I refrigerate the carcass for the next day to get the rest of the meat off of it. You will be surprised how much meat is still on there. Your hard earned dollars down the trash. A birds short lived life thrown out without the full appreciation of all that it has to give to sustain you and your family.
After the carcass is well cooled I begin my work.
Begin by removing the thighs, and slicing the meat off of it.
then remove all the waste (skin and marble of fat)
Now as you remove the easy to get to meats put the bones that have all the meat adhering to them in a big pot.
Fill your pot with good water. Boil it for 1 1/2 to 2 hours. The meat will just fall off easy. Save the liquid this is a soup makers gold.
At this point I have around 5 cups of good meat for stove top meals and sliced for sandwiches as well. Put this meat up in the refer for now. (later at the end of the stock process it is a good idea to cover the meat in broth before freezing. Great soup starters or enchiladas etc. While this is cooking cut up any left over root veggies you have. The butt from the celery (wash it) These veggies are just for flavoring and supplementing your stock. They will be tossed at the end of process. This is a basic soup stock starter. No need to peal the carrots. I have a very large white onion, 1 leek, some left over raw broccoli, the celery butt from my stuffing and an entire head of garlic heads. I take the skin off my garlic just because it makes it easier for me later. Now I bag all this washed and coarse cut roots and such. Put it in the ice box for later. Cover with water as needed for it will evaporate. See how rich it is already! Next process. Using a slotted spoon if you have one or a tongs first for the big bones remove the bones, pull of the meat as you go if it comes easy. Set meaty bones aside. Now strain out all the meat from the broth, set aside to cool a little . (or a lot if you have tender hands). Clean off all the meat from your bones. Toss the bones in the baggie that the veggies were in. This is good practice and recycling too. As I put the meat into a plastic storage container I remove any skin, bone or blood form the meat. (I do not eat blood).All the while now the veggies are boiling. Tomorrow I will strain out all the veggies. I will then have a very rich soup stock to use as a base for the soup that Dash requested for supper tomorrow night. I will continue the lesson then.
I rendered about 6 cups meat off the boil
and about another 5 cups meat off the slice
That is 11 cups ladies, that was not tossed out as so many do. Yes, It is a bit of work but so is driving to the office each day earning the money no one wants to throw away.
The 24 (apx) pound bird fed 23 and that is with seconds and thirds for a few. We had another 8 plates off of it too. We also made turkey enchiladas tonight with left overs. I paid $12. I think for the bird @ .49cent a pound
Oh The things we do for love...I feel honored to have the foods set before me to prepare. When I was a child we were not so fortunate. Taken for granted are the things before us. It is often in desperation that folks stop to realize what they can do with what they have. Why wait, stave off desperation with being a grateful partaker of all that is good. Even if it might require a little more effort. I'll tell you what, The food scientist have devised ways to offer these flavors to restaurant customers.Taste great but it is like eating poison. This is how we old school girls do it. Generation to generation. It smells so good in here!
Tiff form "three peas in a pod" tagged me yesterday for seven random things about me.
1. My favorite color is purple. It is the color of the robes that were used in the old testament tabernacle. I think of it with the pomegranates on the fringe and it is so royal but in the form of worship and service. I think those two character traits are royal. My Mothers favorite color was purple too. The children often make note of it. Just this week I led the Purple group at the field trip I went on with Beauty.
2. I love Silver on me rather than gold. It really stands out on my olive completion. Copper is pretty to. I have studied color extensively. I know how to do color analysis for wardrobe and make-up. In the color pallet seasons I am a Summer with the need for mid range tones.
3. I ware very little make up. Mascara and skin tone eye shadow with a vanilla color at the brow. A little gel blush and powder foundation compact. Thats it. A little gloss with a neutral lip liner.
4. I do not like perfume because I have asthma and allergies. I can not use hairspray either for the same reason. All my products are unscented. I do however enjoy some natural essence oils.
5. For breakfast I either have a bowl of flax and whet free grains or 1 egg and green tea or ginger tea.
6. I really enjoy the quiet. I almost lost my hearing many years ago. At Mayo Clinic i was one of the first patients to under go a procedure where they took my ear off surgically and built a ear drum out of my own tissue. I had the hearing restored to my right ear. It is not real good but I am able to hear out of it. I look sign language (ASL) because I thought I might become deaf. I was left however with nerve damage and so the volume of my children physically hurts me. I will sometimes use an ear plug to stop the pain of the noise. I really enjoy how it feels in the quiet. Sometimes I cry about it a little because I really love the sounds of life they echo.
7. I really love being organized but I have to let others in my home be who they are. It is so frustrating to fix up a room only to see it undone. I have to just walk away. It takes a lot for me to face these places in my home when I know it will be so short lived for such hard work. Kids bedrooms :)
So Tiff there you have it a few more tidd-bits about me. Thanks for asking. Feel free to inquire any time.
I need to tag others... I will get back to this.
Older women likewise teach the younger women...
• how to love their husbands• how to love their children• how to be self-controlled• how to be pure• how to be keepers at home• how to be kind and submissive (not subservient) to their own husbands. (See Titus 2:3-5)
By Maya Angelou
'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.
When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain...
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!
Words have power. Here are a few of my favorite sayings.
- A warm cup of tea is like a cuddle with a friend.
- The North American Indians have a more eloquent word for ‘friend’ than we do in English. In their language, the word for friend literally means, “the one who carries my sorrows on his back.”
- Return with Honor
- The sage anticipates things that are difficult while they are easy, and does things that would become great while they are small. All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small. Therefore the sage, while he never does what is great, is able on that account to accomplish the greatest things."
- "HOME IS WHERE YOUR STORY BEGINS"
- “Live so that when your children hear these words they think of you… Fairness Caring Integrity Honesty Love Trust.”
- "O Lord help my words to be gracious and tender today, for tomarrow I may have to eat them."
- "No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes"
This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.
Zephaniah 3:17 NLT
"For the LORD your God has arrived to live among you. He is a mighty savior. He will rejoice over you with great gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will exult over you by singing a happy song."
What warm hearts you all offer
Thank you all for the kindness you have shown me with every Award. I am embraced. You Are a blessing.