Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
You danced before your parents.
Your dance is beautiful.
As an adolescent; troubled and tossed about.
Ignored, your eyes were pierced with darts of fire.
You longed for peace and found none.
Your eyes are beautiful.
A young womans feet in a race.
Racing to a place of solace and peace.
The ground shifting all around; upheaval, danger, discord.
Your feet are beautiful.
The woman sets her hands to the task of healing.
She weaves a new life out of tattered remnants.
The pieces fit together and the tapestry begins to reveal the masterpiece.
Your hands are beautiful.
My wife, and mother of my children; your heart is most beautiful of all.
You provide for your family from its bounty every day.
Heart prayers; heart wishes; heart dreams; heart life!
Your heart is beautiful.
You are beautiful.
Posted by Donetta at 10:01 PM
Thursday, February 12, 2009
at 7:45 a.m. I pulled away form home and at 2:35 I left the place and headed to fetch the kids.
A dear friend grabbed them from school and kept them for me until I could get to them.
I have to return in a week or so and do a few more tasks for her and then the results.
Life is amazing.
She recognized me...
9 years ago when I was in Mayo Clinic Hospital it was she who was the head of the Nero Psych. unit.
I had worked with her.
By mid day I began to recall her presence back then.
It was long grueling day of tasks, puzzles and frustrating repetition.
I struggled in a few areas.
At noon a lunch break.
A grocery store was found and foods purchased and a rest.
After the end of the testing all 550 questions fill in the dot, (that was scheduled until 2p.m) I left.
Those areas that I really struggled with kinda bug me now.
I am left wondering what the answers were.
It was 2:30 and she has to do more task tests when I return.
I am so blessed she was easy to be with and not demeaning or patronizing in anyway.
I met up with the kids at my friends house and hung out with her and a sweet little two year old that just healed my day. I played horses and tag with that sweet baby.
The children loved having the play date with their buddy.
We we got home it was 5:30 and you know I did not want to cook!
Hot dogs to the rescue (kosher) Hebrew National (good stuff).
My Darling stepped in just as they were ready to set to bun.
I had some left overs.
He and I chilled a while and now here I am, exhausted.
Dove is doing her homework and Dash playing in his Lagos.
I feel very tired and drained.
see ya so to speak tomorrow.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tomorrow when most of you may read this I will be slaying another dragon.
The day has come for me to go do the Neurological psychological testing to see if I may be facing
Early Onset Dementia.
What a mouth full...It chokes me.
I want to spit it out and wipe my chin
It will be a three hour or so type of intensive , grueling exam with many different aspects.
It is designed to also test for any mental illnesses.
Well... I have had these test several times before.
It seams this world of doctors just finds it so hard to believe that I am sane given everything I have known. Over and Over it has had to be put in their face , not to give up .
That miracles still happen.
They get to see me a walking , talking breathing example that their profession does matter.
Some of you know my history, if not feel free to visit the other blog.
I know that I am whole, I have even endured 17 hours of tests and diagnostics to be allowed to be certified to adopt the children.
You see the miracle of my survival, and overcoming victory is unprecedented.
So much so that I have been forced over and over and over to go through these tests (the ones pertaining to that aspect of the study)
I have been found to have a remarkably high IQ and sound mind.
The parts of the study that are of concern are regarding the memory loss, and the getting lost.
The concentration loss and the cognitive interferences I am facing .
All this... if it is to be found normal; may indicate that it could simply be due to having PTSD
The neurologist is still not convinced however and due to the spots on my brain that have slightly increased over the last four years want me to continue on.
He said he may want me to to do an impatient study of the brain.
It is his hope that it will disclose any mystery causes to the events that at times interfere with my gait and cause my spoken words to jumble.
I know who I am.
We do not know for sure what is happening with me.
So we trust the process.
I want so badly to just let go and stop all this.
I must be respocible to do my best, I feel confident and yet wonder "what if "...
Of course, pulling up courage leaves little room to let my mind wonder or wander.
For that great courage
that obiedence to passage that drives me on...
For that Friendship with my loving Maker.
I am so very thankful.
I will milk this life for all it will give.
I have fought way , way too hard to let it go easily.
Some of you wonder how I do all that I do.
It is because I can.
I refuse to let this ability go to waist.
I will do good while it is in my power to do it.
"Finally be bold and courageous.
Go forth into the land which I send thee"
It is not a light choice.
It is an act of my will to implement
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St John and his Eagle, Fiesole Cathedral
1In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2He was with God in the beginning.
3Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. 4In him was life, and that life was the light of men. 5The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood[a] it.
6There came a man who was sent from God; his name was John. 7He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all men might believe. 8He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. 9The true light that gives light to every man was coming into the world.[b]
10He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. 11He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. 12Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— 13children born not of natural descent,[c] nor of human decision or a husband's will, but born of God.
14The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only,[d] who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
The instructions said to bake when double.
A towel on top of the loaf was a problem, I think it left my loaf flat.
Last night at 11:45 the bread came out of the oven.
It was left to cool and I past out on my bed with exhaustion!
Wow it had a wonderful flavor.
Sadly I am not to imbibe for a wheat allergy gives me great pause.
set a new loaf that is now a pizza in the refer.
pizza and bread stick with marinara was awesome!
After all that work yesterday!
The yogurt was fantastic with that homemade strawberry jam.
Laundry soap will get lots of use today.
Having the coffee ground will go along way toward theses tasks today:)
This is really several jobs.
Oh the piles of paper that I have to tend too.
I really dislike it.
It is one of those tasks that just add up so fast
I really resent junk mail!
My apron is covering a large pile of papers.
All just stuff that is of no real effect.
I just have not made the time to knock it out.
I will stay home today (this morning) to get caught up.
I serve at the school to help the kids with art.
So my afternoon is used.
I just have to get these things done.
This table has two jobs.
Papers and such being an easy one.
Swept and mopped the living room.
then I had to go to the Elementary school to help the art directer with 27 second grade kids.
The children have used all four sleeping bags a few times lately and after airing them on the line they landed in here. I have not even had a chance to spend any time in here, can you tell...
Loads of clean laundry beg to be put away.
Children s messes cleaned.
Bren this is not your living room:)
I think I will be making my roost in here for most of the day.
The kids rooms are clean....can you tell what the lab did last night.
It was all on big pile to be washed.
The kids each have a basket to put away and the hanging clothes to put on the hangers (before bed supper!)
Two more kids loads to fold now.
Then our laundry.
Dinner is made awaiting to be baked.
Kitchen table is being worked on.
I have ABS
angry back syndrome :)
Monday, February 9, 2009
Outside my window... It is raining heavily and has been an hour or two now. The chickens are covered with a tarp. It sounds so peaceful. It is late night and dark. Makes me just want to go crawl under the covers
I am thinking... Hot shower, sleep.
From the learning rooms... Skills gained this last two months, Sour dough bread baking, yogurt making, and laundry soap making. Dove is doing great in all her lessons. Her character is wonderful . We did our valentines, and I to listened to her kindness in logic was just priceless. Dash was adorable as his thought about all the kids and gave to each one personally.
Dash won an award . He is in second grade and at a 4.6 reading level and just was awarded a math club award. Dove also is very advance in her reading and received another Pizza prize award.
I am thankful for... For the health of my sweet crew. The love of my sweet man. The glow of happiness in the children s eyes. Dash prayed at evening meal. He had gratitude for all things we have. Food, shelter each other...I am rich.
From the kitchen... Need to bake the loaf for lunchboxes
I am wearing...jeans socks and a pale yellow sweeter set. I had on a nice pale green necklace set.
I am reading... current events and world news.
I am hoping... Success in the chores of house and home and to also be able (more importantly ) to serve the kids at the elementary . All of that in a balance.
I am creating...Home made soap, yogurt, sour dough bread and a big mess in the kitchen.
I am hearing... The silence. The quiet late night hum of my computer.
Around the house... Laundry is mounded in the living room.
The kitchen is very well used and yogurt and bread are living well:)
One of my favorite things... Is when my children come to me after the story time with Daddy. They tell me the one last thing that is important to them for me to know or hear. I get a gentle cuddle and a soft smile exchanged.
A few plans for the rest of the week... Bible Study in the morning, service work at the school Tue., Wen. and Fri. Then on Thursday I have to go get the neuro testing at a 3 hour endurance of the courageous soul!
Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you...
That's Kelly Doves' Occupational Therapist...She would come once a week to help Dove to better function. Dove is three in the image and she was gaining better stability. She is playing dress up and the shoes are a problem. She grew so fast. Dash came home soon after and with him being so ill it was like I lost two years of her development just keeping Dash alive. I miss that time in her life.
Wish her well ...she lives down under
no she was thankfully not personally hit by the fire.
Rhonda a wonderful Lady who shares her Knowledge freely
1 bar of laundry soap grated
1 1/2 quarts water melt completely
cook over medium heat until dissolved stir often
add when the soap is all melted
remove from heat
1/2 cup Borax
1/2 cup Washing soda NOT BAKING SODA
stir until thicken then remove from heat
add to a 10 quart bucket full it with HOT tap water mix and walla!
Here is the cost ratio
$5. for a 75 oz box of Borax 75*4 oz per batch is 19 out of the box= .26 cents a batch
$5 for a 55 oz box of washing soda 55*4 oz per batch is 13 3/4 out of the box=.36 cents a batch
$1. bar of soap
$1.62 per batch of 313 oz that's
1/2 cent per oz!
$7.00 per 55 oz liquid equivalent =
.13 cents per oz!
that's 313 x's .13 = 40.70
less the $1.62
that's a 39.07 savings!!!!!!!!!
I just got paid
39.07 for an hours worth of work!
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To Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul , mind and strength,against this there is no law.
To love my neighbor as I love myself..
To comfort the Widow and the orphan in there hour of distress.
Never to keep my hand from being reached out to the poor...
I do not think too often about motive. It does not find focus.
The thoughts of my life are about "choosing what is right". Knowing what is right and choosing to do that well that is a personal option. As the children are taught ...Choose right and it will go well with you.
I think under the motive of my life what I do is because I know that God loves me and this pleases me to follow His instructions. I read the Manuel for life (The Bible) it teaches me to walk in the favor I have found out of gratitude not duty.
Duty is what is owed to do.
It is an obligation to honor.It is not error, but I have found a place of doing what is right for I intimately understand that it is for my best benefit that he keeps me contained within this covering of his wing over me.
The desires within my heart... are placed there, and then I am given choice.
The perks are ...
When I wake in the morn and choose to fix the meal for Beloveds lunch I am loving (God's)HIS as (God) He loves me...this is friendship with God.
I Believe in The GRACE (unmerited ) favor that was purchased on that Calvary Cross through the final payment for all debt; through the belief in it.
When I tend my young ones...it is that I am simply and extension of HIS wing over them. I must abide under it to be able to extend it.
At the elementary,Oh when the orphaned of love, parental supervision, time and attention....well those hugs that all but disrupt the class as I enter are explanation enough.
Those things, the skill sets that have been obtained at great effort to compliment the natural talents HE has given me...well that is simply an expression of gratitude and in that...yes duty.
It is my duty to gain the knowledge and skills for the tasks he has set before me to do.
I do not live... to have to please God.
HE is pleased already with me, HE loves me.
I live because HE first choose to love me.
How can I but love HIM and HIS.
I simply desire to live in that LOVE.
To walk in HIS council.
There is often an overflow from prior week.
Cooking every meal from the base ingredients take prep work
dice all the fine veggies for the days ahead to only a few days.
The veggies (some faster than others ) can loose the vitality in short order.
Onions last 5 days if kept very cold diced.
Tenders like peppers 3-4
and tomatoes only 1-2
fruits for the most part oxidize very quickly cut as used.
Rice and beans are a staple in the refrigerator.
If I get called away or am just plain too tired to cook they can easily by most members be plated and warmed in the micro wave.
Raw soaked beans are really the base here but for time sake I use the canned, Only if they have nothing added to them.
Coffee is purchased in bulk and ground fresh a week or two worth at a time.
Kept in the freezer for best quality.
Set everything you'll need out and have it at hand
Everything that touches the yogurt has to be scalded.
I use a bit of water in each jar and then run it through the micro wave.
Jars are under the towel and in the unit to keep clean.
Lids are drying on the towel.
By heating a large 4 cup galss measure in the micro and pouring it in a bowl over the lids this is done simply.
This is an extra incubator IIt took a good wait to get it down to 115*
starter is mixed in a luke warm 1/2 c soy.
once at 115* this is added and all is set to process.
yogurt will take 12 hours to process and another 24 to cure to nice full ripe flavors.
I will almost always do either double batches or make two at a time.
Cook once wash dishes once!
The lemons from Sunday are ready to be grated for the rind
snack ready for the kids
lemon aide and chex mix
Last evening we met Henry.
He earned himself a name.
I figured if I am gonna have to feed him , he ought to have a proper name.
Now Henry has been getting kisses from the Angles.
Your loving prayers invoked I'm sure.
This Morning he was so happy he had almost overflowed his jar.
He tells me its the water!
NO TAP WATER!
He is a country boy, just cant tolerate that city water!
I thought I would pour him out half way and begin to proof him while I drove into the city this morning. Well upon my return TWO hour later! Henry had had a joyful morning!
Kissing the Angles, no doubt.
He is foamy and white, ready to get to work.
HE takes after me :)
The jar is almost filled again up to top within those two hours!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
I met the children Friday after school with a nice afternoon snack.
We just love popcorn.
This micro wave popper is awesome.
Dove can even make popcorn on her own now.
That is a big thing for her and she takes great esteem from it
Friday The dishwasher also got a good cleaning.
We had this in inventory above the washer.
Taking advantage of what I had , thought to use it.
We have very hard water here.
I have tried the old vinegar trick to where you place a large bowl of vinegar in the bottom rack and run it.
I was not real thrilled with the results.
My dear heart dug the earth up and over for me to plant this week.
I look forward to tending to it.
While the funeral for the starter was being had we were off to the outskirts of the city.
My love took me to this wonderful nursery we love.
He and the children played on the tree house while I shopped the seeds.
The tooth was some less than budgeted for and I had a nice spring budget set aside for the garden so I had a ball!
Here is the difference in the tooth.
Herbs are a treasure
There are Lemon Thyme, Sage, Margram (sp?), parsley, and a six pack of butter lettuces.Click on image to enlarge
We went to the folks after the nursery play time :)
The evening was wonderful, We shared a meal together
She gifted me with some of my favorite dish clothes.
They are so pretty !
Look at the sunflower one!
I separate it all; big bowl is for the chickens.
broccoli stalks for soup
culender for perfectly good things.
the paper bag is for the compost.
All the cabbage leaves and any thing that showed wilt goes to compost.
Before we left for the city we stopped to get the boxes the produce fellow set up for me.
See the bock choy I just break off the old part to the compost and the hens just love the rest.
This is the second box!
Al toll 4 large bags of chicken scrap, once the stalks were pealed there were at least two bags full for the compost.
Two perfect heads of butter lettuce, a lot of parsley (it just had to be gleaned through), a large carrot and 4 nice radish. Some Swiss chard as well, just enough to add to a nice rice dish.
We took off this afternoon and we all went to a nice park and the kids had their bikes.
We sat in the warm sun, the rains were heavy and the sky had huge thunder heads on the out skirts surrounding the valley. It was so pretty.
The kids climbed trees and we walked hand in hand as they urged us to stay in one spot. We really wanted to stroll. Those kids cant stop them when you want to and when we wanted to walk they had become friends with a tree.
It was very refreshing.
We stopped for a few stock goods for the next few week. The toilet paper type thing.
We splurged for the first time and bought a ready made "chicken Popper". They are real whole chicken breast cubs with a breading the bake in the oven type. Beloved wanted me to take a break. Boy I was so glad. I had not eaten well and my blood sugar CRASHED!!!!!!!
He was so sweet.
He got a glass of lemon aide and helped set up all the stuff while I put the chicken on , and warmed the veggies.
The stalks of broccoli needed to be finished as well
I put them on the boil while we ate and then Dove and I finished the movie (twelve long miles).
The time with her was sweet. It was a teenage coming of age movie.
After all the stalks were pealed, then boiled...I ran them through the blinder with some unsweetened soy milk.
Then the left over potatoes that had been mashed for Mr. U. bday were added. A quort of chicken stalk. Seasoning would of been best nutmeg, but without it I used cinnamon and allspice. Mace would have been nice but i was out.
My Sweet Mr sharpened a knife and placed the vice near. I decided to finish them up. The Asian knifes needed tending. These are hardened steel and a gift to me from my brother in law.
The kids needed strawberry jam, so being tired of the $3 for 6oz. jars...I got some frozen berries and made my own!
Wow you would of thought it caviar!
Now that is a nice fresh jam.
Yep the berries were frozen, but wow what a flavor!
Very easy to do by the way.
I did not put these up (can them for the pantry) they will be gone way too soon for that.
I started Henry again.
Thought I might of lost him again, Mr U thought I said put it in the refer, when I asked him to put him on the refer.
He was a happy blend this evening. Took a pause in the post to go feed him.
He had a good fome on him.
Ending the day with the kitchen done.
Have to go to the city tomorrow.
Dash has a broken hearing aide.
Same one as before , I might request a new one.
Older women likewise teach the younger women...
• 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)
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By Maya Angelou
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"
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This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.
"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."