Life Uncommon

Life Uncommon

Don't worry, mother -- it'll be alright
And don't worry, sister, say your prayers and sleep tight
And it'll be fine, lover of mine, it'll be just fine.

Lend your voices only to songs of freedom
No longer lend your strength to that which you wish to be free from
Fill lives with love and bravery, and you shall lead a
Life uncommon.

I've heard your anguish, and I've heard every one of your hearts cry out
And I know you're tired, and I know you're weary, and I know that you're worn out
Set down your chains, 'til only faith remains
Set down your chains.

(chorus)

Now there are plenty of people who pray for peace
But if praying were enough, y'know it would've come to be
Never let your words enslave no one,
And the heavens will hush themselves to hear
Our voices ring out (loud and) clear
(Heavens will hush themselves to hear)
Sounds of freedom!
Freedom!

And lend your voices only to songs of freedom
No longer lend your strength to that which you wish to be free from
Fill lives with love and bravery, and you shall lead a
Life uncommon.

---Jewel/Life Uncommon

Our Nation in crisis...Our lives in crisis

"If My people, who are called by My name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land. Now My eyes will be open and My ears attentive to the prayers offered in this place."
II Chronicles 7:14-15

Desiterada Latin for "desired things", plural of desideratum

-- written by Max Ehrmann in the 1920s --
Not "Found in Old St. Paul's Church"! -- see below

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Tackle It Tuesday

After the kids got on the bus I went for my walk and stumbled upon some things at the curb for free from a neighbors yard sale. I took a plant stnad and went back for a terracotta pot. I turned around the truck and got a chair and a mirror and a picture. I took them to Bible study and offered them to two young ladies who are starting out their families simply
Took the chair back after for no one wanted it. Spoke with the fellow at the yard sale.
It was his MILaws home, she had passed away resently while visiting them in Colorado. The FILaw had just passed a few months ago, the wifes sister had just also passed away!
all within two months or so. Sitting on the driveway was an adolecent teen. So broken. He dad was doing the best he could do to clear the estate and manage the sales. I told him and he was lightened by the things he had for free going to families that needed it. No longer that I set the chair down than a woman grabbed it up for free.

The four art presentations went well. Interesting how the details of dates are less sagnificant than the presentation of the artists experence and heart.
After the last presentation. I hung out with Dash at the school until Dove was done with student councel then came home for a rest . It was a day of constant activitiy. I really enjoy doing the art presentations. I saw a teacher who Dove had last year and exchanged warm greatings when Dash returned a lost ball.

Gotta fly off to Bible study adn work at the school doing the art masters classes for the kids.
I'll hope to attack this this week.
Moving no we are not moving
moving back in.
Oh life.

Weekend review

Friday was the last day of a week long early release. What perfect weather for it.
The children longed so and so I cast care to the wind and gave Joy to the little adventures. It was in the mid 70*'s. They so enjoyed playing National Treasure and the fort was an under the earth archeological dig and they were getting wet int he "cave"
The earth is a clay packed mess but boy the taste of summer was on their tongue and I gave them a gift of "muddy kids", tub and towels. Oh and rain coats.

I took the day Saturday and selfishly :) detailed my beautiful master bedroom. When we took the house off the market last July it has been full go every day used up. The room was a disaster of boxes and all the art for the walls stacked awaiting being hung back up. I am so happy to go to bed now and to wake up. It is so pretty. I so miss my curtains though. I sold them when we had the house up for sale. I am thinking of making some new ones but it really is much better not to have the cloth (asthma).
Funny thing I have never taken a photo of my master , but perhaps one time if that. I do not like posting my bed chamber. It is my marriage sancuary. Sorta my holy ground.

Sunday Morning
A ring on the phone and a knock on the door.
A show of interest on the camper we have up for sale.
So My Love washed it down as I tended indoor tasks.
He pulled it out to the street and we opened it up and I had the very sad emotional task of dealing with my own loss and seeing the devistation on My Beloved face. You know he would give me the moon. He is such an amazing provider. We choose to not buy a truck to replace the 4 runner. NO DEBT PERIOD!
We are denying the temptations (though it is not really very tempting) to buy a truck that could pull it.
I emptied all the wonderful memories out of each drawer and every cubbyhole , loaded them into boxes and took great courage. I also did my best to encourage him. I thanked him and am truly grateful for the opportunities to have the camper these last five years. We have not been able to use it more that the 5 times I think , but it sure was fun to have my little cabin in the woods.
We might do the tent thing. Perhaps we can pack it up on top of the truck.

He also spent the weekend building an Entertainment thing of sorts for me. Now I have a TV (the one in storage that has a sweet sotry) It was given him when he was laid off because some of the cafiteria workers entered his name in the raffel.
Well now I have a vcr and a dvd in the studio.
The time goes so fast now when I am on the exercise bike.
This will enable me to use the vcr tape to learn the surger machine.
The room is still under renovation of sorts so I'll show you later

So tonight while Daddy Man worked through problems 12-16 with Dove and Two spelling test with Dash I stood at the island and polished my tea strainer.
It was really neglected.

In my B/C (before kids) days, I would make myself a fine pot of loose leif tea and practice those childhood tea parties I never really got to dream about. I would read my Victoria Magizine in my Edwardiam living room (at least I attempted the pierod).
At my door in the Scottsdale house was my corispondence desk.
My pot would sit on tray and I would write many many letters of gratitude, encouragement and such. It was wonderful , My mail box was just on the other side of the door. I would use stickers and stamps of viarius seasons. It was pure indugence of the finer things of those days long ago.

Back then I had the most beautiful long hand writting and at times I would use caligraphy.
When Dove came home I almost tore my hand off in an accident and I lost my writting. Pained I would exercise and it never really came back. I tore some tendons. When Dash was I baby (10-11) months old I fell with him in my arms. I was right after he came home from Russia. I once again tour that hand by bracing the fall and stoping the babies head from hitting a foot stool. It was another 8 weeks of diaper changing one handed. Funny thing both my kids were diapered one handed. This is my desk. It is a roll top. I still treasure it and have many of my cards still in the cubbies. My that was 11 years ago now.

Tonight with my newly resurected tea strainer I sit here at my corespondece "keyboard" and hope and long to offer others the same Love and compassion that I came to know.
If you have ever known what it is to not be loved...
Love became a powerhouse within me when I come to know it.
It has been a real nice pot of tea tonight.

lessons, toys and vet bills

good evening

What a nice day here.
The children had the morning to play in the yard and at the computer.
They squabbled once and I told them they were not allowed to speak to each other for 30 minutes , at 15 they came to me to tell me they were ready to get along. Dove had told Dash that he slept like a baby, he took it as an offense. :)

We went out to shop after some business matters.
I had the kids count up all the allowance.
I asked them for the 10% (around) that was to be set aside.
Dash was very guarded he said "no your gonna take it away"...
I told him " no, I am going to set it aside for charity until you are ready to "give it freely".
He took great pause at that. I labeled them each a baggie and put the money in it and set it on my key board.

Then we readied ourselves to leave. I have worked hard on teaching them not to spend it all at once. They saved now for two months. It seamed the perfect day to take the time for the moral/financial lessons.
We loaded in the car just after Dash came to me with his charity bag, handed it to me as did Dove and we put it in the bag of medical supplies set for the clinic that serves those who need help.
If you are in Phoenix, call St Vincent De Paul head office, they can tell you what church you can drop things off at for the clinic on ? St.

We went to the first Wal-mart they did not have the toy of choice. I watched those two grow in character as they walked away (by their own choice) to go to another store to see if they could find it there. Second Wal-mart Nope...they walked away again a little stressed but having dealt well with waiting and not finding it . We spoke about the economy and how things are going in our Country due to choices of so many of us who errored. Then at the third store....It was shut down and abandoned . Could not have been more perfect!
We drove away talking about how things are a happening in our country and we are so very blessed. Thinking of those who are less fortunate.
They were then more EGAR to share their charity bags! Cool!
We went to another store and I told them that this is the last one.
We were ready to go home to eat.
We eat at home only now.
They made a choice, calculated and changed their minds three times baced on the fact ( i had no cash with me...they had to cover their own purchase...poor babies.naaaaaaaaa
Blessed children! Wow what a wonderful mommy day. I loved seeing the character stretch. I did not have a headache and was able to patiently stand with and walk them through the expierence. Dove came to me at the last store, she reached you and kissed me and said "thanks mom".

Vet bills

Our Golden had surgery scheduled for tomoorow.
The vets office called to tell me that the girl who gave memthe quote made a huge mistake. she quoted me $250. it was really more like $650.!
I have saved all month like a tight mizer to come up with enough to cover the blood work to keep the dog safe and I was rather upset to say the least.
The woman on the phone walked through it with me and was going to call the vet and present my case that it was not my error.
The one who made the mistake was severly repromanded.
The vet had had to exit early to fetch a child from childcare. We had no school here.
After calming I later thought about the hearts involved, the stress, anger, time and energy. The hardships of a simple error. An error that could be made by anyone.
I had hoped that perhaps the girl would plead my case and the vet would give me faver eat the loss and dog get surgery.
I thought about the vets heart, she owns a business, has employees (one who no doubt feels pretty bad about herself). She has a family to raise.
There is no way that I can come up with any more even if she does lower the price.
So I let go.
I called the girl I had talked with and told her that I let go, that her heart, the vets heart, and the girl who made the mistake are all more important than a dog.
The release of stress was a wonderful gift to give my own heart.
Love. I told the girl to tell the vet...that I loved her.
Our Goldens eye will be alright, in time her life will pass she is 10 years old now. She has a good life. Her eye is not too terribly bothersome. If it is a cancer we are not able to address that any farther. She has a good 5 years ldft of her longevity.
I let it go, she is Gods.
As am I.

Kids day off

Martin Luther Day
So assignment= Play with may children (around the tasks to do).
There allowance is burning a hole...
They have saved for two months...its time.

hay folks come back a little later I got work I need to tend too, kids are playing with the new toys they got.

With all my mind , strength, heart, soul...

I wrote a letter to a friend this morning and I thought of the passage that says... admit your faults to one another that you might pray for one another and be healed. I saw a great fault this morning in prayer that I think I am not alone in. It is a great hurt to all of us. Perhaps you can relate. Perhaps we can pray for one another that we might all be healed. What a powerhouse that army of Joshua's became. Just because they Were courageous and did not allow themselves to be dismayed.



My Friend I hear your heart like mine afraid. I will tell you of my morning laying in my bed late into the dawn. Beloved tended the children and gave me the early morning off. Yesterday I was searching the scriptures for a passage that lives within me yet dormant due to fear. Then I came across this Joshua 1:7-9 Here is Joshua getting ready for the responsibility of his life... I thought about poor Moses it was his fear that set him up to get angry, strike the stone and NEVER enter into to the very thing that up until then he had laid down his life for. He a stutterer a man so bold as to walk up to Pharaoh. I thought this morning about my life. I was bold , a stutterer and afraid I walked in courage in the very presence of God, then fear of man, suffering and loss took me . Now I think about Joshua's example. For all of the scripture is an example unto us. Only be Strong and very courageous;be careful to do according to all the law which Moses My servant commanded you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, so that you may have Success wherever you go.

This book of the law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it; for then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have success Have I not commanded you?
BE STRONG
and courageous!
Do not tremble or be dismayed,
For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.
It was then that Joshua assumes command.
I stand convicted, even knowing that the deepest of my wounds were mostly self inflicted. Where did my heart go? Where have I been? You opened my eyes to the darkness and lies and I closed them again. I want to go home to my Father, I want to go back to where my heart says I belong. I want to wash my wherry soul in living water. I been away far to long I want to go home. (lyrics from a song I know)

This will be my prayer for all of them, all of us.

Now I know that the law has been fulfilled in this.

Mark 12:29-31
The foremost is , "Hear Oh Israel the Lord is one Lord;
Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind, and with with all your strength.
The second is this, You shall love your neighbor as your self There is no other commandment greater than these.
Now I understand...All my strength
be courageous.
Do not tremble or be dismayed.
For the lord our God is with us wherever we go.
Donetta

Greet them with this for me please.
May it help them in this time that calls for great courage.

I forgot the "with all your mind part" The thoughts gone wild and terrified became the next phase of that.

Helping Hand

I was really pleased and surprised to receive the above award,The Emblem of the Helping Hand award created by Sojourner's Place as a symbol of help, support, and encouragement to up, and coming bloggers and appreciation, for those who mentor those new to the blogosphere.
Here are the rules:
Select 10 bloggers: 5 you consider your blogging Helping Hand,
then "Pay it Forward" by extending your "Helping Hand" to 5 additional bloggers, in support and encouragement for their efforts.
In passing on the Emblem, each recipient must provide the name of blog, or blog author with a link for others to visit.
Each recipient must show the Emblem, and put the name and link to the blog that has given it to her or him.
Link the Emblem to this post: Helping Hand: Much Obliged and Paying it Forward so that others will know it origin and impetus.
If you have not already done so, show your recipients some love by adding them to your blog roll, Technorati Favorite list, or in any other way to further let them know that their blog voice is important to you and being heard.
Add your name to The Helping Hand meme at my new blog entitled The Emblem of the Helping Hand and don't forget to leave a comment as a permanent record of all Helping Hand recipients.

Here we go: 1) Donetta, a life uncommon - She has been such a dear friend to me, and a faithful prayer warrior.


Thank you Denise...
I will think on these things and pass it on.

Marvelous Musings

Heather over at "Needles and Pens" asked of me this tag. Brought back a lot of dear memories.



Marvelous Musings

Here are the rules (though I'm not actually following them to the letter):

1. In your post include a link back to the person who has tagged you.
2. Post one of your intriguing, or shocking, or challenging passage of scripture from the Bible showing scripture references (chapter and verse) with Bible version.
3. (Optional) You may choose to state what you currently understand it to mean. You may also encourage others to comment or share on what they understand that excerpt to mean.
4. Tag at least 5 or more new people to participate.

There are actually two that flow together in my mind, unless there is a third that I have been yet unable to locate.

2 Chronicles 18:9
For the eyes of the Lord move two and fro throughout the earth that He may strongly support those whose heart is completely His.
it continues...you have acted foolishly and now you will have wars.
Ezekiel 23: 30
..."and I searched for a man among them who should build up the wall and stand in the gap before me for the land , that I should not destroy it; but I found no one.
New American Standard.

I so strongly remember reading this or the one that I am thinking of and saying "here I am God"

Many, many events happened after that prayer.
One event was five years ago, while doing errands collecting gifts for an adopted family at Christmastime.
Check out the flag.
It says "wise men still seek Him"
This car was hit by another car going in access of 120 mph the trunk opened with a key. Non of the gifts for the needy family were even broken. The impact lifted this car and turned 180* laying it down in the middle of the intersection. It was in a far right hand lane at the light.
The other car was thrown just off course and came to rest at the curb with the drivers side tires against the curb. Feet before impacting many people at the gas punps.
I was at my second to the last stop and I heard in my spirit. " your going to be in a car accident" and I knew it was my Father Gods voice....I thanked him that he took such good care of me and just forgot all about it. I floated through the last visit as my friends commented how I was so "high" in Joy. then I left the place. Moments later my car was hit by a guy who fell asleep at the wheel. 120+ mph. My car was used to save the lives of many children on one side at a tree lot, and many many families on the other corner who were pumping gas.
It put me out for 9 months may have played a part in the brain trauma, but it saved lives and it led another man who was my therapist to a knowledge of Christ. "he said" I have met only less than a hand full of people who showed Christ in their lives, you are the only one who is among them who is not my religion". He was within a religion that was without Grace.

It inconvenienced my family terribly, It cost us thousands of dollars (that were all provided).
It caused many Christian who loved me to question God and his divinity.
It honored me. Now you may think the hardest part was all the pain, or perhaps the brain injury...The difficulty that I watched my children and family go through.
No
The hardest part was the lack of understanding around me that what I experienced was a privilege. It was the most gracious gift I have ever been given. For lives that would of been snuffed out by fire were save.

When I was a child and saw the life of my friend snuffed out by fire (murdered)I was morally, spiritually wounded beyond any understanding.
Knowing that lives were saved from this fate at my temporary sacrifice is but a tribute to restoration.

A few months before that event I was asked by a prompting to go, go now...I went to Mr U and told him ...He said Go obey it...
I did so and by nights end I was holding the head of a fellow who was struck on a motorcycle right in front of me as I idled up to an intersection. I was first on scene. I had a cell phone that Mr U.'s folks had given me just a couple of days before. I held this head of a dead man who came back to life as I called him. Later many people throughout the evening were touched by God's love and mercy. Later his very Mother sat across the his bed, at hospital and wept as I read to her Psalm 91. She told me that it was what she had prayed for her son every day. The siblings were met in the parking lot as God showed me who they were and as I took courage to approach them They met God.
You see to whom much is given much is required.

There have been two other significant events like these...

Courage...
after the loss of the 9 months of my life as I knew it. The inconvenience it caused my children and family and the wounds of those who had their faith so shaken. It is not as lightly that I say "here I am"...

I grieve that.

How I loved being there in that realm with Him here on this earth.
It is the sweetest jewel ever to be found the greatest treasure ever to be known.

I tag
"Shorty bear"
"Samaritan Woman"
"Little Red Hearts From God"
"Laural Wreath"
"Gracious Hospitality"
"In His image"

If any one else would like to post this tag consider yourself included.
Fondly
D

Exit paper toweling

Every Morning 6 a.m. I pull off a sheet of paper toweling , lay it on the counter and proceed to make sandwiches on it.
When I am done the towel then is used to clear off the knife and then clean down the surface of the counter top.
This is better than wasting water to get it warmed up to wipe down the counter again before starting.
No dish (they are impractical due to making three at a time).
Then I sometimes wet it to wipe off a jar top or such.
anyway....................
Four old towels that had been repaired and now faced the next phase of there usefulness.

The edges will be surged and then those long ones will either be made into hand toweling or cut into smaller clothes.
I need some hot pads so a few will be used for that.

Homemade towels for morning.
10 of them each as the paper towel size, and 12 each of the elongated ones.
The blue towels were very nice in there day some 20+ years ago.
They still have a lot of life in them.
Where the tightly woven accent strip was I kept this as an after thought on one of the thin long strips.
It will not need to be surged.
The plaid in the back ground is a cotton shirting that was made from cutting down a shirt Beloved did not want anymore.
There is sa cute show here in the States called Rachael Ray
She uses pot holder like these. I have had my eye on it for a while now.
Four layers thick,. pocket for the hand on each end.
I'll sew the ends and then turn them out, put the binding on and then turn then back so that all raw edges are enclosed.
Similar with the little blue ones. The idea of a little hand protection is nice.
I have often touched the top of my hand on the oven.
Hazards of the occupation:)

See the big box of seam and quilt binding , that is what I found at that garage I went too. It was on Creigs list.
A fabric store owner passed away and the stash was given to the woman who showed me great favor. Each packet was less than a dime each.
This will also happen with the elders if shown respect for their skill they as I will often delight in passing the skills on.

Breathing Treatments, maintaine the equipment safely

Your pediatrician says ,
"he is having a problem breathing. You need a neutralizer..."
Your stressed out of your mind as your baby is labored in his breathing.
So you do the treatment after gaining the equipment.
Unfortunately more often than not it has been neglected as to how to care for the appliance properly.
So why would you think any different than to wash it out and it is clean , safe and done.
NOPE!
Soap leaves a residue that when the next treatment is given will vaporize right into the already compromised lung.
Water is water ,
NOPE!
Water is a substance full of many other microscopic substances.
Reverse Osmosis, or distilled water is clean water. Free (for a greater part) of the chlorine and other misc. things that vaporize and enter the lungs at the next treatment.

Vinegar is acidic (3-4 tablespoons) , it with
R/O water soak kills the bacteria (if it is an infection) from saliva, infection or not, so it will not just be reentered into the lungs at the next treatment.
Rinse well with r/o water and then air dry on a towel.
It is important that it is dry for the next treatment, otherwise water vaporizes into the lung and can cause pneumonia.


Dash Hawk and I both have asthma.
He has a breathing treatment EVERY night.

Be safe.

Aloha Friday

Welcome to this week’s edition of Aloha Friday.

In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response.

If you’d like to participate, just post your own question on your blog and leave your link below. Don’t forget to visit the other participants! It’s a great way to make new bloggy friends!

Today’s question is:

What is a skill you have always wanted to gain, and what are you going to do about it today?

If any one else has a desire let me know. Perhaps I might be able to pass it on. Now get on U tube, the internet and go to the library too. So many things out there. Even if it is looking at a magazine on lunch break.

If I have the Knowledge I will think of some posts to pass it along.

I know baking from scratch, think chemistry. Learning the elements and the usage of them is cool. It is real fun to play. Cultural studies also helps here knowing what flavors tend to compliment each other.You must follow your heart. It does not always turn out , Oh but when it does ...the joy. All these years later I finally got bread baking down. The hardest part for me was the fear of faliour and cleaning up a big mess for nothing. :)

I got a good one for you. Mix vinegar and baking soda...

Fondant and cake decorating is a hobbies I love I will try to bring up some old posts on the subject. Beloveds Birthday is coming up perhaps I'll do you a lesson on it if you like. It is so fun to do. Like sculpting. Love it. I'll do a post of some ideas of cakes I have made over the years. You can do it so easy. I know you can.

Learning to sew is wonderful if you can find a mentor at it. If ever I am able to answer a question for anyone let me know . I am not knowledgeable about every issue, but I have sources. My sister is a professional seamstress. She once traveled with a famous magician on tour for years.she did all the costuming. MILove is very skilled as well. She is one woman who sees something sketches it., go home and draws out a pattern and has it on by the next day. I am very much a utitltarian seamstress and dressmaker. If you need an answer ask. I will ask those to help around me. You do not have to learn alone.

Kids had some cool achievements occure

Good Morning!
Stunned at the turn out of parents!
The cars were lined up all around the block. I happened to look over at the lot as I pulled up and saw the only spot open within the court. I pulled in had a very little distance to walk just as they anounced Dash Hawk to the podium. Them moments later not even two minutes Doves name was called. Just walked right up to them and got the shot!

Dash was being annoyed by a little guy behind him

Dove was so happy and glad to see me.

After asking the staff if they needed any help she said they need pictures for the year book so I took over thirty shots. Here the 6th grade orchestra is playing the release of assembly piece.

They all really did a good job.
I had to remove the pictures of the kids they had their name on them sorry

The kids both independently won student of the month, so there is a n assembly in the morning to honor those who achieved it.
Dove even was elected to the student council and Dash finished up his stint just before Christmas.
So Dove was elected by her class to represent the 4th grade students in a session with the principle to answer "how can our school improve".

A Day of first Bread and Soy Yogurt!

I will be discarding the bread maker and do it by hand.
This is much more time wise and I love the end result!

The flour was ground in the magic mill (grist stone mill).
By using "vanilla spin" the kitchen aide to mix then kneed the bread it saved so much time
I made a BIG mess!

I made bread!
5 c hot water
2/3 c sugar
2/3 c canola oil

6 cups flour
I used some regular flour
some soy flour
some rye
some spelt
some corn meal
2 tablespoons gluten
mixed well
then added

2 tablespoons rapid rise
1 tea salt
mixed well
then

another 4c flour
spelt and rye

heated the oven to 250 and then turned it off after I used the miser to kneed it for ten minutes I turned it out and added more flour via kneading and then put it in oiled pans, turning it in the oil.

350* for 45 minutes.
brushed canola oil on tops

Those are baked egg shell to grind and give back to the chickens in their food.
I baked it with a pan of water in the oven.
Nice moist loaf.

It sliced beautifully.Dash Hawk had his wings clipped today with a low fever and a hard nights rest.
So home today he was thrilled with the bread.
Woo HOO
I am the one who had been so scared to do this .
This is the third attempt before success.


This bread sliced up beautifully!
By useing my long spatula to lift up the loaf, it slid nicely into the bag.
Thank you MILove for the bread bags. SHe gave me those a few years back and just today I made good use of them.
The meat slicer worked great!
The crust was a bit crisp, so it was important to go slow and use the next slice to finish the cut of the one befor it.
The loafs were oiled lightly once out of the oven with organic canola oil.
For supper we had home made bread
homegrown tomatoes
hand raised chickens' eggs
homemade mango jam
Oh How awesome!!!!!
It was a life long dream come true

Oh let me tell you about home grown tomatoes...
Well I never ever had one before!
OH MY MY MY
That is what life taste like.


An attempt at homemade Mayonnaise.
Well attempted =

A BIG MESS WITH NO RESULTS
2 out of 3 is not too bad!
Prissy (the chicken ) laid early and we waited a long time for another "room temperature" as in fresh from the bird egg.
I guess that might have been a problem as MILove pointed out.
That is not exactly room temp.
It is a very very trickey process where you can curddle it very easily (like I did) boo hoo


I tries several times , but no success.
I'll give it a shot another day.
I have made it before.
This is finished and inventoried.
Some Catholic churches will receive your unused prescriptions to be used at the clinics. This for folks just getting out of the hospital with no insurance.
I found through St Vincent De Paul, charitable foundation.
I have separated out a few for them and some extra ace bandages.
That box is surplus supplements and vitamins, next to it the pink is empty plastic jars and such.
The first aid center is cleared of out dated items.

homemade soy yogurt
I made a double batch.
Look on the side bar for the recipe and instructions for the soy yogurt.

115*

Thank you MILove....
She gave me this machine and it has 10 jars (an extra set)

This is a recycled Styrofoam box that Dash's medications came in.
It is my incubator for the overflow of my yogurt second batch.

A recycled pickle jar is holding the hot water.
It is covered in towels.
Three more hours then it goes into the refrigerator.
After 12 hours in refrigeration It will be ready to eat.

I had some of the mango jam on the bread tonight. WOW
I look so forward to the yogurt with it.

I gave it a taste at the eight hour incubation.
Very creamy and smooth.
It is not tart at all yet.
Needs more time.