The EEG is over and the day continues. Life is good!

Hello,
Good Afternoon
What a difference two hours of sleep and a glass of home made lemon aide can make.
This morning I drove to the gas station. The Truck red light indicator came on and stayed on. Well you know how the tank can always hold just a little more after the pump shuts off?....My tank holds 17 gallons. The pump shut off at 16.24 gallons!
The attendant told me to have a good day. I told him the I had already had a nice day. I made it to the gas station!

The kids are home from school and I need to wash this goop out of my hair.
I was just so tired a nap was more desired than fresh hair.
It is like a very stiff moose/hair gel.

I will have to wait now for the February 3 appointment with the neurologist
then the February 6 testing at the physiologist.
That will be a two to three hour cognitive response testing.
While I was on the way home in the truck I got a call.
It was the lab to set the apt.
The blood drawl kit came yesterday.
She will be here at 9 a.m. (at the house) to draw for the DNA marker test for Alzheimer.
You folks best be glad I have a spell checker.
Wow I am not getting even a sentence here without using it.
I can sure tell I have been sleep deprived.
Glad I have no where to have to drive too.
Felt like a real long drive, I was so glad for a warm heater. I was shaking cold during the test shivering !.

Dove had me drop off her Fur Real (child size) Butterscotch pony to a little girl who is a friend of the family. It was on the way home from the test. I almost wanted to sleep out front of her house, but pressed on home.
She asked my permission to give it to her. I told her it is her pony. Helped her understand and made sure she knew and she was totally open handed with it. I felt really happy for her to see her so easily free of it, It is good when we can share and let go of a treasure so another can find pleasure in it.
I saw her grow up a notch.
She said "I want to see her get to enjoy it Mom"


My girl friend (the child's Mother) had a strawberry pot I could use and sent it home with me. This article said to use a wrapping paper tube filled with stones/gravel and then carefully remove the tube.

Simple Strawberry Pot

She told me abut this technique. Where you drill holes in a plastic pipe.
Then just fill the pipe to water it.
Cool idea.
I'll need to tend to the terracotta it is a bit decomposed on the bottom of the pot.
I'll research what to use on it.

Dash came home with two little toys a kid gave him "for free , mom!"
on the bus ride home. So happy the kindness. It is wonderful seeing him so happy.


I got to wash my hair.
I only have to stay awake another 2 1/2 hours before my love comes home to me.
In 35 hours I have slept 3 1/2 hours.

Please pray for the Love of Shorty Bears life.
He came home VERY ill from work and she is tending him this evening.

Thanks for holding me up.

i am home safe. just resting.
I just kept going back to a focus on the "spirit", and fleeing from the focus on the body.

Sleep deprived EEG six hours out

It is 4:12 am I am cold I want to stop this vigil.
If I sleep now waking in 2 hours to get the kids to school may be harder than just hanging in there. I am not allowed to sleep more than 4 hours, Total.
Earlier my head started a tremor felt like an old lady shaking.
It passed, but now the right side of my face is going numb.
I have a blanket wrapped around me but oh I am pinning the recline. Beloved can not help in the morrow. He is going to free me of his lunch preparation if need be. I will still have the kids to do. Perhaps that might be a consideration to let them buy tomorrow too.
I have been awake 23 hours now.

5 more hours till the test begins.
Three more hours until Dash gets up (if I am fortunate) .
He often gets up early.
5 more hour until they are on the buss for school.
I'll need to get gas in the morning, I came home on fumes.
The drive is a bit of a distance as well.
Mercy me.
I have had a good fill on this computer and in this chair.











The EEG will leave me with glue type goop in my hair

CEO's of our homes

Over at Susie's Homemade
She has taken an idea I shared even farther, with some great ideas of her own.
CEO of our home.
Go give her and the "happy to be @ home" a visit.

Special Exposure Wednesday

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5 minutes for special needs

I love my husband, his humor keeps our hearts full and light.

Just imagine the sound effects as the battle ensues.
A fathers love.
Play
in abandon
pure beauty

Word Filled Wednesday

He answered Moses saying...

"I AM"

Wordless Wednesday

Tackle it Tuesday

Well today tackling getting up on my feet was the second challenge, that and after Dash coming in at 5 a.m.! I sent him out. So at six limping all the way ...into the kitchen after the dogs were put out I began the day. The piper required his due. After that long hard day of work and the head banging my knee took pain was raging in my body.

I got a load or two of laundry done and then off to class.

I was all but about to say home from Bible study and decided at the very last moment with a little invisible shove to attend. Got a good morsel
God<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>. Error
Spirit<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Body
Soul<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Soul
Body<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Spirit

Good meat to chew on....

This was a real treat to me. I had the privilege to sit with two elder women who were sage in that they were one with Him. They knew and understood that it is not that God was, or will be ...It is that God IS...The I AM . an all encompassing of time and place. He is still at this moment.
He is making His will, in this moment. Through everything in and around. It is not about us.. it is about the I AM

I was then privileged to support a lonely teacher who was heart broken at the division of fellows around her. I was an outsider with an ear that was unbiased. God was with us and in us.

Stopped and got some produce scrap for the birds and a few groceries that were 41% off and stocked up on them.
Laundry and a play date.

The greatest tackle today is NO SLEEP only four hours no more, no caffeine. I have an EEG tomorrow at 9 am.

Gardening, bread, chickensmao and lemon aide!

Once the kids were off to school on the bus...Dove and I still walking the last few yards as the driver held the bus for her...
A fellow was tending the yard across the street as I was weeding the rocks.
He said that I needed to use a blower, I told him yes it is something I do myself.
He asked of the flowers I am growing in the yard and what they were.
I asked him what he would charge for the work, he asked how much I would pay...
I told him I had only $15 in my purse that was all I had.
He said he would do it for that...we are talking $50 worth of work!
Man he did a bang en up job!!!
The Kindness within me said to make him a sandwich and I gave that and another dollar bill I found in my jeans.
He thanked me and his elder partner thanked me.
I told him I grew the tomato, lettuce and made the bread.
It pleased him.

It was to the tending of the front of the house
Highlighted (:) is the plant I gave myself this last week.
It was the 10. one I found and fell in love with.
It looks like my lens was dirty, but it was not...
It was transplanted and the flowers all got fed as well.

I filled the highlighted pot and checked the others so as to use up the potting soil.
Funny the one I transplanted still aglow in the orb.

This is a sweet plant post in the pot on the ground.

The Lab reminded me about the shoes needing to be scrubbed of mu and worse
never did get to that today :(

Strawberries and onions ready to plant.
I had shared some of the onion plants with the fellow, and a few seed pods from my flowers too.
This before I hired him.

We moved the coop to the far south east corner.
The chicken mow the lawn and fertilize it at the same time.

Far north corner will be the bush beans, and along that north wall on trellis
far east row is the Chinese cabbage, center the Copenhagen cabbage, and the west row will be the berries or onions. Have not for sure decided. A little more research yet.

Snap peas and peas are in the sun.
That is a Simpson black seeded lettuce on the end of that row.

Girls said...
"hi, and what you up too, so you have anything for us..."

Prissy is so funny!
Her and Ruby were in the nest and as the girls came up to say hello, and get a pet.
There was an egg under my brooding Prissy.
I reached for it and set it by me to remove after I greeted them all.
Well Ruby came up and rolled that egg right back to Prissy. Prissy reached out for it and rolled it under herself.
It came along with me in the end.

Had to go back out and rub her chin a little later and again some other bird had laid and Prissy was sitting it.
I gave her a pet and got to thinking...

I had plucked a stone in the garden a good shape I put it under the bird.
Wonder what will be the morrow if that rock will be adopted ?

This is a million dollar cherry tomato plant
good crop on it but it is hidden under all the leaf.

A few Roma are getting started.

This is brandy wine (I think)

Here are the cherry toms

This straw bailing is working out well.
It is just real hard to keep the dog out of it.
That Lab ate several plants (toms and all)

Strawberry plants are so pretty!

Beloved fetched me a 25 pound of bread flour.

Then I ground the winter wheat

In each bag is 4c of the bread flour

With 8 c of the Wheat added

Each bag is a good 4 loaf mix set,
just need to have a little set out of the kitchen flour and I am measured.
Some days it needs more some days it will take a bit less.

after all the math was done

.58 cents a loaf!

A nice rest for lunch called for a sandwich out of the last whole wheat loaf (from last week).
Bread at my hand
wheat ground by my hand
tomato grown by my hand
as is the lettuce.
Mayo was almost empty (the knife cleaned as I sliced there really is not that much on it).
Lemons juiced and lemon aide at my hand to quench my thirst.
This is living!!

Nice trick to rise your loaf
heat oven to 200 while kneading
place hot water in a dish in oven while bread rises with oven off.

The family loved the bread, it was "better than store bought...no offense mom" said Dash.

Alright after last weeks fiasco I will not be deterred!
I know I have done this before!
I was working the mix and it was about to curdle
I ran out grabbed two eggs under Prissy
Thanked her :)
cracked them and said fuey with this yoke only and added the white and all and it set!
Yes!
Homemade mayo!
A little onion powder, paprika salt and vinegar.
Walla!
I had rave reviews form the children and Mr U.
I was told I should sell the stuff.
Very good turn out.

I was almost out!
Now I do not HAVE to go shopping.
Pure fresh as it could possibly be...thanks to the hens.

At my own hand!!!!!!!!
I am a lovin it!!!!!!

baked egg shells ground for the chickens as grit.
This is a perfect way to give them the calcium they need.
It is free!
When the oven is hot I just place them in and collect them untill I have enough to make it worth the clean up to grind.

The mason jar had pure juice in it, the measure cup is where I cooked my 2 c sugar and 2 c water for the simple sryup. The big empty plastic held the mix as a consentrate.
It yeilded 1 and1/2 gallons of strong (able to be iced) lemon aid.
Enough!
Well not yet.
I had a roast in the crock pot all day.
I shredded it and made French dip with beef aju
and a quart of beef stock for a soup or rice broth later this week.

Now the dishes!
oiy...
Done all clean and just drip drying the rest.
It is 10: pm now and it is time to rest.
My Mr had to work his sweet skill for my pictures would not down load today.
It had to be reinstalled?
Sweet man, we have him to thank for the eye candy.

Kids got pretty crazy tonight and Dash acidently head butted me in the bad knee. Got a hitch in my gitty up now.
Ice and pain pill.

We are prayfully concidering if we want to take on the extra and if it is worth it for us to do.
The part time job we wold do would be from 7 am -10 am and then his regular job from 10:-30 to 7:30 pm .
This is a big undertaking for us to concider.
It will mean a lot more tasks for both of us.
His primary job is priority.
To go to a nother job earlier may not be appriciated so we must show greatest respect and conciderations to his main employer.
It would be different if he went to the second job at the end of the day.
We do desire Gods wisdom in this oppertunity.
We must concider a thing...
Take councle and pray.
It is a choice.
Knowing to whom much is given much is required.

I was having a blog withdrawl today , but I did get so much work done .
Well balence this hampster get going to fast on the wheel and I might just burn out andother bearing.
It just felt so nice to be home.
I have some things to tend too.
One being ...going to bed!
Good night!

The Simple Woman's Daybook...

FOR TODAY

Outside my window...
The sun is shining and the children are eating apples and playing on the lawn. It is in the low 70*'s. Rock , Paper , Scissors shoot! and the dog is barking in the play....
I am thinking...
Wow I made mayonnaise today! That was so cool. It looked like it was going to curdle. I ran out to the hen house and grabbed two eggs out from under my broody hen. They were nice to room temperature and I decided to put the white in also and YE PEE it set! Woo Hoo! I do not have to go to the store!!!!!!!!
I am thankful for...
Happy jousting children who are healthy and having a grand time of it in the warm sunshine.
From the learning rooms...
(if this applies) Many gardening sessions for myself. Dash is self motivated and doing extra work for benefits at his class room at school. I have my Bible lesson to finish for tomorrow.
From the kitchen...
Beef roast has been in the crock pot all day, four loaves bread baked, 6 mixes prepped for the next batch of loaves. Mayo is jared and in the refer, egg shells are ground and given to the chickens for calcium. one and a half gallons of lemon aide was prepared from the juice and a simple sugar syrup made today. After grinding the winter wheat and bagging up the 25 pounds of bread flour the 6 bagged mixes for the future bread batches were set into the whole wheat berry drum for room temp keeping and two of the mixes deep froozen to be set out in the future when I make bread. Jasmine loose leaf tea was steeped and enjoyed as well. The breakfast cookies I made and baked over the weekend were put up into serving size baggies and froozen.
Dishes ................oh ya! The dishwasher will need to be emptied from this morning and reloaded as well as the hand dishes. It does not look like it snowed there any more (all the flour is cleaned up).
I am wearing...
Blue jeans. white ankle sox, cloud walker black leather shoes and a royal blue turtle neck. My hair is tied into bands and pulled up and back.
I am creating...
a blog post...haha, a birthday gift for a friend.
I am going...
to enjoy a rest.
I am reading...
Some beading books, gardening information on soil preperations.
I am hoping...
That if my Husband gets the new part time extra job that his health maintains and that we can do this thing with grace and little effect on the childrens stability. I hope that it is not an issue to being his day at 10:30 at his regular job and then have the mornings open to do the part time job. It would be wonderful to be able to keep up the savings to recover our losses in our retirement and emergency fund. We are so blessed, but to whom much is given much is required.
I am hearing...
fiction flowing from the very imaginitve daughter who is directing the play outside with her brother.
Around the house...
It smells of fresh baked bread! although the counters are clean the dirty dishes are high, baking pans and cookie sheets and lots of things like blender jar and food processor parts.
One of my favorite things...
The safety of the children hearing them home. Although it is my heart to home school out of obedience I have them in school. It is always such a good feeling to have them home, safe and sound.
A few plans for the rest of the week:
Bible study in the morning, a girls night out to celebrate an old friend and the EEG study on my brain on Wednesday morning. Time at home on Thursday and Friday is a delight for I desire to garden.

Here is picture thought I am sharing...When Dash was asked to tell me about this he said...
"this is a hotel for homeless people, mom...they can sleep here and get some food for free"

Come join us over at the "Simple Woman"

Studing about gardening.

Bonnie plants

I have been reading this site and all of it's extended articles to improve my knowledge in hope for the best success I can achieve.


A girl can dream :)

Wow have I been in a gardeners stupor. My brain is full. I have been reading so many informative tutorials.

We have had a very nice week end here.
I had a nice date with my Sweet Love today.
When asked my hearts desire I asked him what he thought of forgoing our idea to eat at my favorite restaurant and going to buy some strawberry plants for the garden.
Our dear friends had the children for a couple of hours.
We went and gained the plants that I saw earlier in the week.
My heart leaped at the idea of growing berries.
I know that may seam odd to some.
This gardening and bringing to our table the things grown has met a life long desire.
I have always dreamed of doing so.
So we got the things that we needed, the amendments for the earth.
Then brought all of those things to the house.
I offered to make my thoughtful husband a nice grilled cheese.
We said no, let get out.
I thought we were heading to a taco bell for I received the berries and that was a budget hit.

He pulls out of the neighborhood and said forget that we need to be celebrating life today. We spend to much time waiting. He reminded me that tomorrow he may well be hired to become a part time employee to a company that makes those secret rooms and panic rooms.
He reminded me that a season may be coming upon us where God has provided a way for us to gain a savings account through long hours and sacrifice of our time together.
This only for a season.
We had a wonderful lunch and a day together filled with good humor and many good laughs.
Lots of hugs and smiles.

The children each had a party to go to yesterday.

It was an education for Dove.
I was an odd man out.
No head of the house, no reason, no standard or rule of kindness. A full house of dysfunctional friends called family lead by a matriarch that found it necessary to keep introducing me by telling each person where I lived and then I was summarily snubbed.
There was a sweet young woman there who had many major body piercings and tattoos on her face as well as all over her chest and back. I introduced Dove to her, and she was polite. This child was so mortally wounded of spirit. I grieved her, she at least bore her wounds of heart exposed. She so grieved getting the tats on her face. Fire tracks on each side of her nose and dots all around the arch of her brows. Oh the wounds to a heart that might cause that girl those deep regrets.

The birthday child was an after thought. I was stunned how they all, a pack of jackals, egged her on to just ripping open in a frenzied manner her gifts , that after she was taking her time. Poor kid. I am still troubled. I think that perhaps Dove may learn from these things how and what not to chose.
I was so glad to drive off.
Dove and I spoke of my thoughts. How people have free choice. If folk do not make good choices then bad things are very likely to occur, as in bad consequences.
If your there the consequence of those folk will and can come upon you.
Poverty of means and of soul and of spirit. Kindness an absent factor in all things. Not just a seaming few. Wow I am really glad we did not move into the other neighborhood because over and over we are finding it to repeat. Weird. Dove will not be going over to their house as you can imagine! Daddy Man said "just lay it on me babe". He lets me use him as the heavy. Gotta love that covering.
Daddy said no...end of argument.

Dash and Daddy Man had a different type time.
More of a circus of sorts and many dollars spent on animal (petting zoo), bounce house and all the amenities.
Everyone except My Mr. and the friend of ours neglected an over run flood of too many kids all left unattended . Some on a computer in the house doing no good. My Mr. stood guard over Dash.
He was also so glad to be home.

This morning while doing my Bible reading Dash invited me to lay in his bed . I continued to read where I was in the Proverbs.
We spoke of the things Dove and I talked about.
It was a good morning.

Man I can still smell cigarette smoke in my nose! yuk

My love using his strength helped me to move the compost pile and also the coop this evening while I dug in the sand and the compost into the earth. I also dug in a bag of peat moss, while he poured it along the row for me. Tired back tonight.

It is good to be home.

A giant of a man

amazing

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Take courage it is better than you may think

fearless

Your Word is "Fearless"

You see life as your one chance to experience everything, and you just go for it! You believe the biggest risk is being afraid and missing out on something amazing. Sometimes your fearlessness means you're daring. You enjoy risky activities. And sometimes your fearlessness means you're courageous. You're brave enough to do the right thing, even when it's scary.

What's Your Word?

This was so unexpected! I showed My Beloved and he said"I'm not surprised, I have always thought of you as fearless"
I never thought of myself that way.

MeMe To The 5th

Mary at Denise at Samaritan Woman, has tagged me for a meme. Here are the rules:
Open a document or photo folder

Choose the fifth folder and then the fifth photo in that folder.

Do a post describing the photo.

Tag five friends to do the Meme.

This is what turned up.
True to the MEME I did not even know what was being down loaded until I saw it.
This is Dove She is three years old , it is may of 2001.
Dove is slicing a banana for a bowl of cheerios.

A simpler time.
We were awaiting the adoption of Dash.
At this time Dove was our only child.
We had started and stopped Dash's adoption.
It was a time where we were finally settled.
Dove's therapy was easing off.
She had gained her health.
She was only doing therapy one time per week (15 miles one way), as opposed to three times per week all three disciplines.

Inside my heart was another child.
Although I tried to stop the longing and be content with Dove as an only child I could not do it.
We began the adoption of Dash again.
This was a time when all centered around Dove.
I had all my time and attentions devoted to her alone.
There were plenty of patient moments where I could teach and instruct her.
It appears that in the image I was showing her how to cut with her little bear Knife (we had to use special large handled tools for her to be able to grasp).
She had pretty severe fine motor issues and every day we would do things to strengthen her sweet little hands.
She is on a foot stool I no longer have.
These days were much less stressful times.
See the glue and the polish on the counter.
Most likely we were also doing an art project (getting her to squeeze the bottle) and painting nails.
I also see a yellow vial of bubbles, these were part of the home therapy for her speech therapy.
See she had to learn how to suck and to purser her lips to blow.
When she was in orphanage the bottle had a 2" nipple that she would swallow
Her mouth never really had the suckle response that is so important to later speech development.
The toys in the background were when the studio was the teaching room.
It was set up like a nursery school.
My experience at early motherhood was almost more like a career.
I had to take my baby to constant therapy and doctors appointments.
Endless evaluations and instruction.
Becoming an advocate was thrust upon me.
I had to understand clearly her special needs so that I could educated Daddy Man and the others around us.
Often at the ridicule and doubt of those involved around us.
It was the hardest job that I have ever loved!
She had gained so much ground by this image that she was almost congruant, only 6 months behind developmentally.

The Black Pearl
In the life of a child
Daughter of the King
Yesu garden
The open window