Tuesday, April 7, 2009

What Do Your Initials Say About You?




You Are Kind and Ethical



When You Are Comfortable:



You are a determined and responsible. You strive for success, and you know what it takes to get things done.

People find you to be trustworthy and a good leader. You treat people well, and they benefit from your wisdom.



When You Are At Your Best:



You are a hard worker. You need security and stability in your life, even if that means putting in long hours.

People see you as solid and dependable. You are always able to see the good in situations. Other find this comforting.



When You Are in a Social Setting:



You are ambitious, and hard-working. Adversity allows you to shine. You resourceful and able to make due.

People see you as honest to the point of bluntness. But they always know that you'll be fair. You have the good intentions.

Self sacrafice...


not my will but thine be done :)

Laugh often...


This one just cracks me up!

Monday, April 6, 2009

What Easter Means to me.


Up from the Grave He arose!
With a mighty triumph over His Foes!
He arose a victor of the dark domain.
He arose a victor with the saints to reign!
He arose!
He Arose!
Hallelujah Christ Arose!

Beyond the statement on the cross...
"It is finished"...

Now that the task was complete
Victors made us all, did he...
He took away the power of the dark domain.
He gave em a whoopin'!

Now we are within that triumph
In Him...
In Him...
For if you abide in Him and He in You ,
ask what so ever you may, It will be done unto you.

Not my will, No longer MY life.
Bought with a price...a terrible price.
Chains and shackles removed.
Purchased from the slaver, bought.
Set free to owe such a great debt of love.
Because He loved me first, I love Him all the more.

We are adopted, brothers and sisters.
More than servants, joint heirs.

What Easter means to me

is to remember that beyond it "being finished"...


HE AROSE!
My life likewise risen out of the ashed, purchased.
No longer a slave.
I am a free woman.
My choice now is my own, as is the choice of my allegiance.

It is to my God
My impassioned lover of my soul.
That I now pledge allegiance too.

My Mothers maiden name was
Esterdosh... = Easterday.
The genealogy showed that they were grave diggers in the 1600's.
The "untouchables".

Through His acceptance of adopting me, he pursued me!
He wanted (wants/longs for) me.

I am His.

He has given me a new name,
I am known as His.

Join us at Becoming Me

Tackle it Tuesday (chicken part 2)

See Putting up chicken part one here


Hello, Today is part two.

Now the stock sat a day...
It is now in this image congealed.
This stock is its own dose of 'glucoseamine conjointant'.
Do not even have to go to the drug store :)
Skim of the fat of the top and set aside.
This is now warmed a bit to be able to handle it.
Not hot just below room temperature.

The work station set up
(again do this before hand)
Time is important for nothing should ever be over 40* for more that 2 hours.

This is and antique ricer.
Go to thrift stores or antique outlets and if your fortunate grab up those good old tools.
They can now be hard to come by.

First remove the broth and strain it.

Setting solids aside.


I recycled (the now popular thing to do :) a cleaned juice container.
Once frozen the paper can just be torn away when your going to use it.
It will be a large cube to melt in a stew pot.
This a way of life many a year now for me.
Use what you have.

As with the lemon juice, I also freeze the chicken broth in cubes.
This is very handi for daily meal preparations.

Tip here.
Remember tho stagger your pot/bowls etc over the crack between stove and counter so you never have to move your stove out after a messy accident.
All of the root veggies were separated into the ricer.
No bones in here.

After an hour I had the bones out of all of the meat.
This is a patient woman's task. It is a task of love.

In the large bowl is only meat and broth.
This is the meat off the bones that were boiled down into the stock.
They were boiled with onions halved and garlic whole, celery root ends and cabbage heals. All the things that "modern"woman throw out in the trash.
As A girl it would have apaouled my elders if ever they saw me do such a thing.

With the veggies in the ricer...

All the flavors so intense and wonderful are pulled out and the solids tossed out.
These can NOT BE COMPOSTED, for there is meat in it.
It must just be tossed in the trash.

With a cleaned strainer I pressed out the broth and had meat seperated ...
This is used in three ways.
One...enchalada meat
Two...the soup to follow
Three...the gravy base to follow

soup jar
enchalada jar
gravey jar
and the liver pate' made before in part one.

Again all within an hour and a half.
Now lets get those tempratures back up or chilled fast.
The enchaladas to be made later.

For now the soup and the chicken giblet gravey
Welcome back in time folks...
This is how my elders would of done this.

The seperated fats earlier that were set aside...well very carfully tack a tablespoon or two of each and place in a hot pan.
HOT PAN COLD OIL
Heat

For gavey
Be ready by having made a slurry of flour and water.
The liver pate' and a slauted spatula

sprinkle dry flour into the oils and broum it.
This happens fast, be ready...


now add some slurry

cook the slurry it will thicken fast...be ready...

add water or broth. I added water for I have the stock
well prepaired and it is a bit concentrated of flavor.

The old school trick to the best gravy.
Add some of the liver pate now and distill it into the liquid by pressing it down into the mix with the sloughtd spatula.
This is the flavor!
I know ,, i know it is gross and yuck and all...
Just trust me
The moto was
Waste not want not.
Also the American Indian had the character of respect for all things living and would not think to toss out something that another had given its life for.

In the soup pot...

While the gravy cooks and you are standing at the stove.
Time to be spent wisely...
In the hot oil add the veggies of root.
cellery onion, and carrot.
When the have sweated out and are ah dente'
Add your slurry (half water and half flour)

Watch the thickening will occure quickly and as it does keep an eye on the gravy
once thickened..

Be ready!
At paste...add the jar of broth and meat.
Stir well...
This is at paste

added are the herbs de France.

Gravy is nice and thick.
I cook with two hands. My time matters to me.
When it pulls away at a stir, add more water a little at a time.
This is gravey for two large family meals.

Soup had more mixed vegies, and noodles, sea salts.
It simmered another good hour or so.
Two meals for home and a meal too take to the Grand parents last Sunday.

While the broth warmed to room temprature the meats that were now
par frozen had to be bagged.

With the plastic wrap they lifted and were easily seperated. See that they do not touch each other on th sheets. Well get all the bags labeled (I used a wax pencle). I used a bag for each of the parts.

These are the tenders made from the breasts. These alone can be us to $9. a pound.
Remember these 4 birds were only $ .57 a pound whole.

Many , many meals represented here.
Two hours time for part two I get paid the big bucks to do this folks...or should I say I refuse (as long as I am able) to pay anyone else our hard earned bucks to do it "half hearted" for me.

Sunday brunch for the family at home.
We had old fasioned fried chicken with the tenders.
The gravy made was simply heated up.
Potatoes were mached and corn served along side.
OH THE SMILES!!!!!

1/3 c flour
paperika
salt and fresh ground peper...

HOT PAN COLD OIL

All the dry ingredients in a baggie.
Shake it baby shake it.

Once chicken is cooked drain on toweling
Now after supper the toweling goes into the pan.
Dish washing is made simple, just wipe out and toss the towel into the trash and run under very rot water.
done.
Well I hope that someone out there has gained a grain of knowledge shared.

Enchaladas...

After I rest a few days!
:)

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My Friend

There is a friend that sticks closer to me than any brother.
My friend loves me more than any other.
I Love him with a depth that the deepest well could never measure.

The other day after a answer to a hearts desire (a wheel barrow) was found on a curb for free...my friend saw it mattered to me.

He laughed and smiled and asked me "where did that come from?"..
.

I told him of how I had told God I needed one.
I reminded him of when we had spoken of it together just the day before.
He laughed with me in delight.
Now to him it became "MY Treasure".
That made it His treasure too.
The very definition of friendship.
A simple worn tired wheel borrow.

Each night after work he was to be found out in the garage.
The first evening , surprised was I, as he came to me and told of how he had filled the tire.
He told me he had varnished the handles as well...
looking lovingly at me he said..."so they wont be so hard on your hands, honey".
Each day he repeated the task finishing the tin of turpentine cleaning up the brush...
He even made a special stop at lunch to get some more.

One day he made comment to me of concern that it was still possibly going to cause me a splinter.
He was so concerned.

There stands that tool to help my life with the ease it will offer to my back.

My friend...
He would give me the moon.
He could not give me a wheel barrow for budget was not amenable.
So my other friend (God) provided it,
our(God's and mine) friend (my husband ) set it to good working order.

Being friends is caring about what the other needs.
What the other cares about is as important as your own breadth.

Friendship to us is a place of safety.
Intimacy with another where trust runs as pure as a spring in a pristine forest.
We have implicit trust in each other.

When I asked him what our friendship means to him...
It is that trust.
That implicit trust that offers safety here in this realm.
That is the foundation for all the other gifts that grow along side the pure stream trickling through our years together.


Last night as he was cleaning up dung at my request, when asked me...
"would you like me to varnish this shovel handle too?...it looks like it must be hard on your hands too."? Once he offered his help to me...he then saw my needs more clearly.

Then there is that above and beyond...where we look for ways to further give to one another.
This giving is often within the confines of unique love languages.
Sometimes though as friends we step out of our common way of offering love, extending the self into those talents yet explored.
In that friendship grows.
We each grow and set the stage for safety in growth.
To grow , to allow growth and to nurture it.

Oh friendship in marriage is a primary source of growth in humanity.
Without the unity of friendship in marriages the whole of civilization shall tetter.
Within it is the sorce of a secure nation.


Saturday, April 4, 2009

Vacation to California in June of 2003

Wow, our last family vacation was 6 years ago!
They have grown so much.
Look at Dove at 5 1/2 !!!!
Oh my goodness!!!!!!!


At that time she loved Snow White and I made her that little dress and cape and head band.
Dove was so excited at the time. Now she is appalled :(

Dash ever handsome. What a cute little boy. He was 2 years old. He has no memory of the trip.

I just can not get over her beauty and innocence.

Her and her Daddy love the "Tea Cups".
Me, NO WAY!

We remember the very best thing she could do that trip was climb every step she could find, over and over.

Glee!
Look at the elder man in the background.
Perfect shot.

He was 45 and I was 41.

That blanket was everywhere with us for a few years after that.
He loved his blankets.

Goodness!


Steve and Dove spent most the time together as Dash and I sat on the side lines.
Oh my dear sweet little boy!

Oh what a fun time we are in store for.
I remarked while we were all reviewing these.
"Oh I was so pretty then"...
Dove said...
"shut it off mom, your still pretty, we'll have non of that talk"!

We also went to sea world and to the beach.


The San Diego Zoo as well.


Oh how fun.
We will get to do the beach too this trip.


These came right up to our table.
It was a special purchase package.
Much too costly to do this time.


This was a time of pure joy!
She was pretty small and just barely made measure to do this.
It was a real treasure to share this dream come true with Dove.
This was planned many months in advance .
Very costly.
No Zoo or Sea World this time.

We will have so much fun!!!!!!!!
That is only 12 days away!
We decided to book now so we could afford to do it.
The kids will only miss 3 days of school, they will still have 3 weeks left of the year to attend after that.
Booking now saved us and easy $500+
Saving and paying off all debt (except the house) was an amazing accomplishment. Although we would love to stay longer and do more we choose to stay within our sound boundary and own our trip and not owe anyone for it.

Oh bless the Lord oh my soul and all that is withing me.!

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)

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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"
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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."

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