Friday, September 10, 2010

over here at  Homesteaders Heart

A patient came into see the doctor. The doctor asks the man what he thinks is wrong.

"doctor I think I am a moth."

Doctor replies, "Well you think your a moth? I don't think what you need is a doctor . I think what you need is a therapist"

To this the patient replies...
"ya, I know replies the patient. I was on my way to a therapist but  I came in here when I saw that your light was on."

Thursday, September 9, 2010

A tribute to our military - "I Fought For You"

Thankful Thursday

Fall is kissing the skin this morning
Giving off hopes of outdoor activities
Time to emerge out of this air conditioned cocoon

Gets my creativity flowing
Ohio farm girl, she is getting my heart into thinking life, seasons beauty
I hear a song bird behind me where I sit a window is open, the sounds of life sneaking in. As the school bus is heard through the security screen as the front door stands open.
Life after the long summer here in the desert awakes the human heart into day as spring does to the winter worlds of snow. It is time to think of seeds and seeds sown. Memories of lush rows begging to be reborn.
Suppose this is a day of open windows.

After only two hours of sleep I wonder what of this day is to be done. When my body once again longs begs for sleep throughout the night. The mask on my CPAP is faulty, it farts and sequels like a hungry kitten. Now we all love kitten but when they pester every night its time for a cage...not for them mind you but for me. I feel like I am going crazy with frustration. Every 5 minutes it wakes me. Giving me just enough time to doze and then my hand once again fuss to fix it. Over and over and over well by 2 a.m. of doing so I am just giving up! If sleep come by me without that silly mask snoring leaves one angry headache and restless rest as well. So crazy crazy early morns drag my sleepy self off a sofa to tend to the kids.

There is a sparrow on the feeder outside my window begging a meal. Makes me long for a bag of seed to feed him. So much promise to life on a cool autumn morn. Best get after it before it is gone and the scorching hours come upon us.

A kiss of cool upon my skin refreshed in the simplicity of life.

Prayer request if I could so impose...
  • My golden retriever Rena is getting set on going home. She has masses all over and is now 12 years of days. I find my sleepless nights holding a bit of a vigil over her. Now I don't say anything to the kids. Seems Dash does know and understands. He asked me how long it will be. Answers come hard to give a child.
  • The last infusion came by way of a different nurse that so wounded my arms that it is yet they hurt some 7 days later. Got me to sorta dreading the next one. Though my strength is returning.
  • Seems Dove resents that I have need of the infusions. She is mad if she thinks that I have to go through them. So afterward she expects them to fix everything. Oh the sweet mind of a child.
  • I don't blame her a bit. I would be mad if my mom had to go through it too. So remember her heart in the matter if ya would.
  • thanks...meant in so many ways.
  • my mind is a mucky muddy mess and needs a good washing via the word. Just to remember who I am and who I am loved by.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

A moment in time

floods lies into mind
comes despair
hours awake wondering how?
sorrows sad spectacle
purpose blind no merit in time

Truth be told
lies are bold
to the core
cutting deep 
creating those weep

Truth be told
truth is bold
like love it prevails
no fear nor dread
nor for self alone

truth be told
love is bold
pleasure in gifts
perspective of others
hearts of gold
vision toward what is to unfold

Children and husbands
family friends
Yes bold be the lie
bolder be truth
yet bolder yet be love

I am loved
That is truth
sorrow bring joy
time in a promise
vision destiny calls

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Sewing Room part one


My Sewing Room/Studio is on the East/South-East of the bogua
The Fortune section of the grid. Colors are suggested as Purple Blue green accent yellow and white.
Using some ideas off the study the realization that having my work station facing the wall has really bothered me for good reasons. The air conditioning unit is on the outside of this wall.

It vibrates. The counter was resonating the sounds and facing it was a real irritating hum of items on the wall.

The clutter was a real issue even though I tried to subdue it.

After my first attempts failed me using the fabrics on shelf this was the next effort.
Even though I love the color it was still wrong. I found it too boring and unpleasant. Sewing still was not attractive. The space just did not do it for me. Now this is an awesome room and the efforts were not to stop until success was accomplished.
The print on the wall is called 'solo flight' it is a sad image to me.
Removing all and any thing that gives unpleasant memory is an effort. The image of the 'young girl reading' has always been one of my favorite art master pieces.
Color was just not right. Too sedate, the color palate is off.

The study bent me into making the effort to turn this room into a comfortable place to work!
This week end we stripped it down and turned it around.
My sweet husband put a lot of effort into it. 
Now this is just for the sewing section so far.

(note the hole in the ironing board cover)
Glue guns must be unplugged! :)

Note the beading on the light fixture.

The unit is securely bolted to the counter top. This is an reused cabinet set. Often they can be found on Craigs list for free. This is the unit we purchased as a desk years ago when monitors were huge. It was for his office. We have moved it around the house a few times.

The wire  of the cabinetry makes it able to be plugged into the wall and then the outlets are placed around the unit. This was basic electrical work.
A new ironing board cover added at $9. so far the only added expense.

Stay tuned for the next installment.

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."
  • “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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Amy has clicked her heals and flown to her real home. There is no place like home.

This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.

Zephaniah 3:17 NLT
"For the LORD your God has arrived to live among you. He is a mighty savior. He will rejoice over you with great gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will exult over you by singing a happy song."

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