- I am 45. I am married to the love of my life. Together we have two beautiful young adults who bring me joy everyday. In 2015 we added another beautiful young adult to our house, our niece, and she has been a great joy! Secretly, I'm counting the years till grandbabies start coming; they just need to find their forever loves first.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Proverbs 21:6 NKJV- "The getting of treasures by a lying tongue is a vanity tossed to and fro of them that seek death."
All those people that have dipped their fingers into the public coffers will have to answer someday for their actions. I believe that they will have to answer here on earth, as well as, when they stand before Judgement. Those that deny God and steal from the people will get theirs in the end. I don't have to be afraid of the future, because God is my source, not the world's economy. He has never seen the righteous forsaken, nor their seed begging bread (psalm 37:23-27). I am expecting God to give me all manner of witty inventions to succeed and live through this economic crisis. I, also, don't have to judge or think badly of these people. Because, if I judge them, God won't. Also, if I judge their sin, I will stand judged for the same sin. Judge not, lest you be judged. Same reason televangelists and preachers that step beyond preaching the Word of God (for reproof, rebuke, and edification of the saints), to judging those that are in sin as though they are lesser people, end up being caught doing the same thing and ruined publicly.
Repentence should be the order of the day.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I have a cute little yarn shop in the downtown of my city. Next door to me is an alternative religion store that I and my family have nicknamed "The Ching-Ching Store". There are days that we can hear them 'drumming' for peace through the walls (brick walls). The people that work there have all manor of eco-friendly, men-hating, i'm a goddess, leaf-licking, tree-hugging bumper stickers on their cars. They have psychic readings and meditation and healing stones and organic pork (raised on the owners farm, which I have heard people commenting, as they pass my store's open door in the summer, on how they can't believe they sell meat in that store. *gasp*), etc. They, also, have the audacity to have a sign on their doors that reads: "Limited hours due to the Bush/Cheney depression". No lie.
So we share a 'yard' in the back of our stores. Here's where the hypocrisy begins. The people that own the store rent the upstairs apartment. There is a dumpster in the back yard used by both the store and the apartment. However, it gets very full and their garbage falls out and wafts over to my yard. Empty cigarette packs, empty sport drink bottles, cardboard box pieces, various other pieces of garbage, etc. You get the idea. It never gets picked up unless I pick it up. They, also, never cut their small swatch of grass all summer. Not that that is environmentally bad...it just looks so sloppy. The fence around their A/C unit is all a shambles...they just do not take care of anything.
How are they so enlightened? How are they so environmentally friendly when their yard looks like this? Remember, I get to share the mess, since part of this is my yard too. I'm honestly waiting to see if they pick it up. If not, I'll have to clean it, as usual.
Total hypocrisy. It's trendy to be enviro-conscious. But, when it comes down to brass tacks and the rubber meets the road. How many of them really are?
I don't label myself. I just live it. I, even in my ultra-conservative/non-liberal/non-bandwagon jumping/live for only ONE God instead of many lifestyle, know how to pick up trash.It's called stewardship.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
It's freakin' cold here! My grass was actually crunchy this morning.
I'm not ready for everything to be white.
Lovin' the frost accumulation on my clotheslines.
I was able to get all these lovely pictures whilst I was waiting for "Sir Sniffs-a-lot" to get done doing his business. Meanwhile my toes were frost-bitten. Thank you very much.
The longer I live here, the more I hate winter.
*Oh God, please move me somewhere warm.*
Here we have a long shot from where we were parked. We walked the road over to where they were harvesting the cranberries. The open water is bogs that have been harvested already. The fields themselves look green/brown like the ones off in a distance in the picture. When the cranberries are ready to be harvested they flood the bog and a machine is run through the plants to pick the berries off the vine. Any that are not good will sink. Only the good cranberries float to the top for harvesting.
There is a very strong suction hose in the water with the cranberries. The men working continually push the cranberries towards the suction hose. They are then pushed up a conveyer belt through a machine that seperates the bog water and the cranberries. The cranberries are then loaded into a truck that will carry them back to the plant. This truck was almost done and another one was ready to take its place. At the time that we were there, they were harvesting about 9-10 trucks this size out of each bog.
Here we have Teo and his little possy: Trent, Anthony and Bryce. They are 3 of the youngest boys out of 8. Their family also has 1 daughter, she's the oldest. Notice the bogs waiting to be harvested in the back ground??
Here we have Stef with her friend Amy (she's the fourth oldest of 8 kids).
Here is another shot of the same bog being harvested from the last pictures. The men are dragging and pushing the cranberries towards the suction hose that you see to the left. The line going through the cranberries is the floatation part of the 'boom'. Which is what they place in the water to gather all the cranberries to the harvesting end of the bog. The water was about 40 degrees that morning, according to the guys.
The trucks then drive the cranberries to this holding tank and dump them in. Literally. They were very cautious about kids standing up on the edge, because if they fell in, they would drown. This holding tank is 12 feet deep and the cranberries are all floating on the top. The pressure and weight of the cranberries would hold someone under. But, OMGosh...that's like 6 feet deep in cranberries!
Then they travel from the holding tank to this conveyer system (which is REALLY LOUD) and pressure washed and seperated. Then they are conveyed once again into the back end of a semi-truck and away they go. They are driven that day to a factory several hours away. And these guys make about 2 runs a day like that. Crazy.
The particular cranberries that are harvested at this farm all go to the Ocean Spray company. These are all going to be made into craisins. :)
Pictures first, then recipe.
1-1/2 cup butter
3 cups flour
2/3 cup sugar
Mix, put in a jelly roll pan. Bake @ 350 degrees until brown. Let cool.
2-8 oz cream cheese (softened)
2 tsp vanilla
1 cup sugar
Blend and spread on cooled crust.
Arrange any combination of fruits: apples, strawberries, grapes, mandarin oranges, bananas, etc. on top of cream cheese mixture.
4 Tbsp cornstarch
1 cup sugar
2 cups pineapple juice
2 tsp lemon juice
Cook until thickened. Pour over fruit. Cover all fruit.
I. Heart. Fruit. Pizza. Passionately.
1-1/2 C AP Flour
3/4 C Cornmeal (Fine or Coarse depending on the 'grit' you want)
1/2 tsp Salt
2-1/4 C Very Cold Water
Beat till smooth.
Heat griddle @ 350 degrees
Ladle out 3 Tbsp of batter onto griddle and quickly spread out to about 6".
Turn when the edges are dry, not brown.
Place on a paper towel to cool.
**My experience with these was the the middle looked too gooey to turn, but the edges were dry. Don't pay attention to the middles, they will cook after you flip them. Some of them I overcooked, some of them were just right. They will feel a little stiff coming off of the griddle, but they will soften up and become pliable while cooling.
I made vegetarian refried beans mixed with black beans on the stovetop. I mashed the black beans down a little so that they weren't whole. Then I served with cheese, lettuce, black olives, and sour cream. Hubby likes onions and nobody likes tomatoes in our house...but you can serve with regular taco meat too. This is what we ate for tacos when I was a kid. It's super cheap to make and goes a looooong way!
Friday, October 10, 2008
Well, here is the first pair of socks from the Alaska Rose yarn in honor of Sarah Palin from Castle Fibers. These belong to my grandmother. Doesn't she have cute feet??
She ooohed and aaahhhed about how soft and comfy they were.
Here's the wierd part. Even after making that entire pair....I still have this much yarn left in the first skein!!! I can get another sock out of that!!
So I started this pair for my mom. I've never made lace before, but it's not much different from cotton dishcloths with lacy patterns. It's really quite simple. Also I didn't have any size 2 straight needles, so my dpn's are pulling double duty. This picture shows the first 9 rows of lace.
Yeah, 9rows of pattern gave me approximately one inch of fabric. This is going to be a slow sock.
tah for now!
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Spinach & Artichoke Mini Bread Bowls from Schwans.
Lightly seasoned bread bowl. Artichoke and Spinach mixed with Mozzarella, Provolone, Parmesan, and Romano cheeses......
....You know you want to be a vegetarian.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Here's a song I came up with last year to help Stefani remember the bones of the skeleton. Granted this isn't all umpteen-billion of them...but it's the major ones. And the kids decided that I MUST share this with you.
The Bone Song by Mom
(to the tune of 'your thigh bones connected to your knee bone, etc')
Cranium's connected to your Cervical Vertebrae
Cervical vertebrae is connected to your Clavicle
Clavicle's connected to your Scapula
And now your shoulder is intact
Scapula is connected to your Humerus
Humerus is connected to your Radius and Ulna
Radius and Ulna is connected to your Carpals
And now you have an arm
The Carpals are connected to your Metacarpals
MetaCarpals are connected to the Phalanges
The Phalanges are your fingers and they wiggle
Now you have a hand
Phalanges can touch your sternum
Your Sternum is connected to your ribs
Ribs are held up by the Vertebrae
Now you have a body
Vertebrae are connected to your Illum
Illum is connected to the Coccyx
Coccyx is connected to your Lumbar Vertebrae
Now you have a butt
Lumbar Vertebrae is connected to the Femur
Femur is connected to the Patella
Patella is connected to the Tibia and Fibula
Now you have a leg
Tibia and Fibula are connected to the Tarsals
Tarsals are connected to the MetaTarsals
MetaTarsals are connected to the Phalanges
Now you have a foot.
Stefani got an "A" on her test of the skeleton, btw.
Friday, October 03, 2008
I say Gracia (pronounced Grassy-Ass) to the trees
I fall to the ground, so brown (like a clown)
And we disintegrate
And the tree warns us not to eat the yellow snow
But we never get a chance
Because we disintegrate
So save the owls (No!)
Save the squirrels (No!)
Just save the disintegrated leaves
(So they can try the yellow snow)
Yup. This is what I get to listen to on my way to work.
May I introduce to you: Alaska Rose (in honor of Sarah Palin) by Castle Fibers Yarn. This is a hand dyed, lovely, 90%merino/10%nylon, superwash sock yarn by a lovely lady on Ravelry named Rita (this is a Ravelry link). She had a contest to name the yarn. There were two yarn colorways to name. She ended up calling them "That's the Ticket" and "Alaska Rose". I actually purchased the Palin yarn before she had the contest. She posted it in one of the forums and I decided that I HAD to have it. I ordered 3 skeins so that I could make a pair of socks for me, my mom and my grandmother to wear to the polls on November 4 (which is also my mom's birthday).
Well! I promptly cast on the first pair last night while watching the Biden/Palin debate and this is how far I got before bedtime.
Can you tell I love making socks?
The fingertips got a little long. But, she's going to be out in the cold, so that will be ok. This is the first time that I've made these with WW acrylic yarn and everything turned out a bit bigger than the wool does. I used bamboo dpn's on this and I didn't care for the way the acrylic stuck to the bamboo needles. If I do these in acrylic again, I'm using my metal dpn's.