Coffee Break With JavaMama

Life is Funny

2012-01-28T17:18:00.000-08:00

Life is funny. I think my motto will be, "Don't get comfortable...life is on it's way."

Five Minute Friday...Tender

2012-01-27T17:20:00.000-08:00

http://thegypsymama.com/2012/01/five-minute-friday-tender/

Here it is, Friday, and I have time to work my blog! Love that! I have not done the 5-Minute Friday for awhile and I have missed it. It is a fun writing exercise....try it! Click on the link above to read what others have shared today. In a nutshell...write on the topic for 5 minutes, without worrying about the structure or grammar...just write and be surprised at what you come up with!

Tender

The word softens me
prepares me
for what is coming next.

Tender...
I approach with softness
quiteness,
hoping to give tenderness in return.

Tender...
broken
fragile
soft
reaching into the brokeness
healing.

The word takes my thoughts to my son,
easy,
caring,
respectful,
helpful
anxious to lift up and protect
those that he loves.

Tender

The Path to Mijas

2012-01-24T23:19:00.000-08:00

I was reminiscing today, thinking of good times and memories of childhood. Maybe because, here at Mom's, there are so many objects that remind me of old times. Things like paintings, candles, furnature, all sorts of things that have been a part of our family for so long. Since my dad was in the Navy, we spent a few years in Spain. I was seven when we moved there and nearly twelve when we moved back to the States. I loved my time in Spain! I can close my eyes and remember....my senses recall the sounds, the scents and the experiences that influenced me as a child. I love remembering.

There was this one experience I like to think of...one where Carla, more like family than a friend, took my sister, brother and me on a trip to Mijas, Spain. We stopped at other places too, like, Tarifa, my very favorite beach in Spain! Anyway, that was a great time. My parents were on their own excursion somewhere in Europe and Carla stayed with us kids, spoiling us rotten. Aunt Carla is the best...perhaps, the most generous person I know! She is famous for memory-making and her desire for fun makes her the perfect baby-sitter!!

I remember other teachers traveled with us (Carla just happened to be my sister's 2nd grade teacher). I remember we ate delicious foods and laughed. I remember listening to music and all of us singing along to Peter Paul and Mary. I remember feeling happy, free and thankful. But one of the most memorable parts of the trip was riding the burro up the mountain, to the little town of Mijas, which is famous for their burro taxis. The path up the mountain was so narrow, barely wide enough for the hooved feet of the animals as they made their way up, winding around on the paths. It was sometimes scary, but mostly exciting and fun. Samantha's (my sister) burro was the most stubborn, I think. I remember it wanted to eat grass rather than move with the group. I don't think I had a care at all and just trusted my beast of burden, as he slowly transported me along, carrying me to the top of the mountain. I sat there, content, excited, patient and amazed at it all.

Why can't I be like that as an adult? Why can't I just move along and be filled with that level of trust and contentment? I feel myself longing for it. I find myself wishing for that childlike faith and wondering if it is possible to every experience that again. God is patiently waiting for me, for us. He wants to carry me along and enjoy my trusting Him. He desires my faith in Him, not worrying or fretting about the narrowness of the path, but, rather having the peace along the journey, just like we were on our burros in Mijas.

Mijas is such a fun memory. Carla made it a wonderful trip that makes me smile! I appreciate the things in life that make me smile and laugh!! You know, there was a Flea Circus there too...in a museum, I think. I wonder if they still have that for the tourists to enjoy! A Flea Circus, cracks me up!

Christmastime

2011-12-15T09:26:00.000-08:00

I love the smells and the colors of Christmas. I love the cheer that most people have and the joy that you feel in the air! It is such a wonderful time. On TV, they talk about the sadness in the world, the commercialism and all of the negativity that abounds. I hear it...but it does not permeate my soul. I know it exists, but I choose to celebrate, rather than moan and groan. I guess, if you are celebrating and rejoicing the birth of Jesus, the real meaning of Christmas, the whole negative mucky muck means nothing! From my perspective, that is the case.

We put up our tree and it was so much fun! After 6 years of not having our own tree, seeing our ornaments and memories unpacked for the holiday, we were ecstatic setting up our tree! Bryan and I laughed and danced a little as we found a home for each dangly decoration. The only thing missing from the picture was hubby...out on the road and missing the fun.

For the last 6 years, we celebrated Christmas with the dearest of friends in California. They made their home our home and gave us the trimmings and the treats, the laughter and the coziness of Christmas. We had become so much a part of their family traditions that while unpacking our Christmas boxes I kept searching for different things and coud not find them. I sat and pondered...where could that snowman be? Where is the reindeer thingy? Then it dawned on me...I was searching for Shirley's ornaments, for the decorations that had become a part of me. Funny. I guess that is how you know you are family!

This year is different for us. A new home, a new environment, a new start. It is a constant flow of blessings and excitement! I am so thankful it makes me cry much of the time. I love Christmas. I love the realization that Jesus came, as a baby, vulnerable and trusting, and that His purpose was to lead by example and to extend a grace impossible to fully understand...His life for ours. Christmas reminds people to stop and be thankful. To hug and enjoy, to celebrate and to forgive.

Let Christmas permeate your soul and fill you with joy!

More Thankfuls for the list...

2011-12-03T21:08:00.000-08:00

My Thankful list...more things I am thankful for, blessings that make life more fun! Let's see...I am up to number:

120) My house! More than one room! I love having quiet places to move to.

121) A kitchen! When you have had a very, very, very small kitchen, with only a foot of counter space to work with, a full kitchen is a luxury!!

122) Doors...when you don't have doors, you forget how nice they are when you just want a little privacy or want to just have a few moments alone.

123) Cones filled with ice cream!! How sweet they are and how fun it is to chase the drips that try to get away!

124) Unpacking boxes...finding things, little treasures that have been packed away for years;. finding those treasures intact, unbroken, and waiting to be loved all over again

125) Reliving my son's history....baby teeth, pictures, locks of hair, stuffed animals, his first breaths...

126) The first meal in our new home...togetherness and laughter.

127) It is a gift having our mailbox right outside the door! No more fumbling with a key or worrying that the mailbox key will be lost!

128) The early morning mist over the bay...the tall pines poke through the top of the misty layer that dances over the water. It makes me smile and gives me a warm fuzzy feeling!

129) Mt Rainer, clear and bold appearing on the horizon.

130) I am thankful for the smiling young man that took a moment to wave an "all clear" sign to me as I tried to back into heavy traffic. It was a nice treat!

131) Having the best mom ever! It is a blessing to me to be living so close to my mom. I cherish the closeness we share!

So much to be thankful for! We just have to stop and look around!

Thanksgiving, 2011

2011-11-23T21:14:00.001-08:00

It is the day before Thanksgiving. We have soooo much to be thankful for! There have been changes in our lives and we are just starting to get used to our new home and location. Things are great! Then, a leak in the roof/ceiling happens. With the first major storm arrives, so does a saturated wall and floor. Bryan and I moved the hutch away from the wall, placed towels all over the area and marveled at the seeping walls. Not good! I am chuckling as I think about how this ordeal could ruin the holiday for me, if I allowed it to happen!

There was a day,
where I would have panicked
or maybe gotten upset.

But that did not happen. I have learned about patience and calm. About not making too much out of a little mess or a potential disaster. No need for excessive drama! All is well and we are handling it. The wall is still standing and the ceiling is in place. I did get up a few times to check on things and then called the property management people the next morning. To my amazement, they jumped on the problem and have provided fixes. Tonight, we have heavy duty machinery set up in the kitchen/entry area. The machines are roaring, making it hard to hear anything...it is hard to think! But, it is no big deal.

Not the Thanksgiving I imagined...this first big holiday.
Kent is on the road and will be sitting in a parking lot for the holiday and weekend. (He is a truck driver.) We are missing him.
The loud engine-like sounds make it hard to enjoy the feasting preparations.
We are missing our friends and the festivities that became our normal for many years! Feasting with them is as normal and comfortable as wrapping up with a quilt and a cup of coffee on a chilly night. This year, we will do things differently, and that is okay. Just different.

In the midst of all this, I am mindful of the things I am thankful for...

Our family...
Our home...
Our kitchen...
A sense of humor...
The food we have and the ability to cook...
The loud machines that will keep mold at bay!
A husband that is willing to sacrifice in order to provide for his family...
Most of all...for a God who cares and loves and for His grace.

Grow

2011-11-18T13:20:00.001-08:00

It is Friday and time to try my hand at Five-Minute Friday. Check out The Gypsy Mama to see what others are posting today. It is great fun!

GROWTH...

As a child
reaching for the light switch
tippie toes
wishing we could be bigger, taller, faster.

Heartaches
hurt
anger
sadness and tears
growing from childhood to adulthood.
Growing hurts,
but not always.
It just seems that way, as we travel along.

Growing is more than
being tall enough, big enough
or fast enough.
Growing happens in the heart
in our soul.
As we learn and experience.
We never seem to be finished with it.

In my forties now,
I feel like I am in the midst
of another growing spurt.
I feel different, like I did when I turned 13
and stared into the mirror,
feeling so wise and different.
I feel as though something big
is waiting for me.
Something grand and life changing
I am growing.
It hurts a bit, but it is exciting!

Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatever state I am in to be content. I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: everywhere and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. – Philippians 4:11-13

Getting Settled

2011-11-13T11:23:00.001-08:00

Well, the moving in phase has changed to the getting settled and building the nest phase. We have more stuff than places to stuff it!! I suppose it is time to trim down...again...and take a few loads to the thrift store. Funny how we accumulate more stuff than we can use, isn't it!

Our new home is a joy to us! For so long, we were cramped in our trailer and "making it work". I so appreciate those times, in a way of speaking, because it help to see what is important, really important, and what is just wasted energy. Our family learned some heavy-duty life lessons during the years of living in DaCabin! Contentment, I would say, is by far the biggest lesson.

It is easy to take things for granted. We stumble along in our lives, never thinking about how good it is to wake up in the safety of our home, strolling to the kitchen to make coffee or for the fact that the electricity is running SO THAT we can make the coffee. How about the conveniences? TV's, computers, microwaves, coffee grinders? I look at these things, and more, in a new light these days. I see the blessing of them even existing! I look at my kitchen and I marvel at the cupboards and the space; the full-sized sink and the full-sized oven! I have my fun appliances that were packed up years ago, stored away, since there was very little room in the trailer we moved into. I love walking from my room to the kitchen! After being crammed into a small travel trailer where nearly everything was within arm's reach, I am hyper aware of the space we have now. I take none of it for granted! May I never lose this feeling of contentment...I am loving it and appreciating it! I never again want to walk without seeing!!!

There is another treasure I gained while living in DaCabin for so long...relationships and a realization of their power. But that is for another post...

Make your day one of joy, smiles and plenty of coffee!

Moving in...

2011-10-16T12:25:00.000-07:00

The first week of moving into our new home is wrapping up....more like buried in paper, boxes, bubble wrap and packing peanuts! It has been exciting, back-breaking and, in some ways, overwhelming. But most of all...there is peace. There is plenty more to go through, but things are shaping up!

I have mentioned a few times that we have been facing decisions and changes. The decision to move to Washington State was a difficult one. It became clear as my grama needed more help around the house. I planned to stay with Mom and Grama through the summer to offer help and a respite for Mom. (It was a fun time...just mom, grama and me!! ) But, as time marched on, we realized that moving would be better than being split up...Kent and Bryan in CA and me up here in WA. So, the plans to change were made. Not easy on any of us, considering what, I mean, who, we were leaving. Our friends, more like family than I can explain, would be so far away! We are quite used to only having a few miles between us. That was the stabbing in our hearts as we made decisions.

But, when we hear God whispering, directing, we must listen. We have to move and allow the steps to be directed by His wisdom and care for our welfare. Moving to WA made it possible for us to have a home, be near family and have a fresh beginning that we have longed for. There is comfort in knowing our dear, dear friends are only a road trip away.

We felt God leading us and we obeyed. I am sitting here wondering how I will get the money to pay so many fees and deposits and bills, but there is a calm that God has washed over me. A calm that says, somehow, we will get through it a new normal will begin. I have a new strength! I feel as though I have wrapped my arms around an eagle and the air is nice up here!!!!

Six and a half years ago, we packed up our belongings...couches, chairs, fun kitchen stuff...our things that made up our home, and stored it all. We packed our little trailer as full as we could to make things more bearable and we set out on an adventure that went longer than we expected. We met new and wonderful people, many we now call friends. We experienced a part of life we might never have known, and even though there were times we'd rather forget, we have good memories as well. Most of all, we have developed deep and lasting relationships that have sustained us and lifted us. We have been blessed beyond measure!! I cried out to God a few months ago, asking for a change. I felt that I had reached the end of my rope where the trailer was concerned and I could not bear another Fall and Winter in that box! I knew I was losing the strength that had carried me for so long. God heard my cries and changes have been made. AMEN!!! AMEN!!! AMEN!!!!!

So, today, I am a little overwhelmed with the space to move, with the familiar things that we have missed so, and for the sounds of my family relaxing and living in our home. Poodie is even relaxed, quietly sleeping on the recliner...that says something to me! This is a good thing. I am taking it all in as I sip this morning's first pot of coffee; Ukelele Blend.

Finding The New Normal

2011-10-08T16:42:00.000-07:00

Okay, today is the day I have been waiting for...for 6 1/2 years. Moving day...going forward and resting in the faith that all will be well. I have had so many questions fired at me..."Is there enough money?" "Is there room for the truck in front of the house?" "Did you call the utility companies?" "How about....blah blah blahhhh" The short answer has been "Yes, sure!" The truth is, I don't know. I don't know if there will be enough money to do this. I don't know if the truck will stick out into the road...all I am focusing on are the promises...the promises God has whispered to me.

Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.

2 Corinthians 5:7 We live by faith, not by sight.

Jeremiah 33:3 Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show yougreat and mighty things...

Matthew 11:28-29 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls

John 14:27 I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.

Matthew 6:27 And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?

Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart,  and do not lean on your own understanding.  In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.

So...I am trusting

I am hoping

I am resting

I have faith.

Most of all, I am feeling so very thankful. I am counting the blessings of friendships, of family. I am thinking of the waiting we have endured, always knowing and remembering that God's timing is not the same as our own. I am comforted in the thought that that no matter what, no matter what anyone says or does, love carries me. I am savoring 1 Corinthians 13...

Love is patient,

Love is kind,

Love bears all things, believes all things,

hopes all things and endures all things.

This trial will end and my little family will be thrilled to unpack our treasures, hidden for so long. We are looking forward to the first meal in our new home, the beginning of a new normal for us. It is sweet. A new era has begun for us....life is good!

Quieting my Soul

2011-10-01T20:09:00.000-07:00

Decisions,
We make them, not knowing,
if they are right; if others will agree.
We look around and face the questions,
the doubts, eye rolling;
knowing that some will think we are crazy.

But, here in my shoes, I feel the tingling,
that little something, in the pit of my stomach,
that knows it is right.

After years of feeling the sadness
and the frustration
that trials have heaped on our plates,
I am anxious,
I am hopeful,
I am thankful.

There is a peace
that God provides.
When the waters are a'swirl
and the storms are raging,
that peace, so sweet,
quells my soul
and these decisions
aren't so scary.

Five Minute Friday - Growing

2011-09-25T15:30:00.000-07:00

Five minute Friday has come and gone....it is Sunday, but I decided to pretend it is Friday! Here are my thoughts on Gowing....Friday's topic. The idea is to write for five minutes...don't worry about the rules, just let the words flow....

Growing~

I remember...
wheelbarrow races and hot summer days,
looking for lizards and snakes,
tending to the daily chores,
lazy days,
busy days,
school, teachers, friends,
kites and bikes,
Red Rover, Red Rover.

I remember...
college days,
friends and good times,
professiors sharing their minds,
coffee, late night study sessions at Denny's,
lifelong lessons...good times,
desiring to live more
deeply and completely
for Christ.

I remember....
my wedding day,
roller coaster rides
with my husband,
laughing.
the birth of my son,
the day he took his first steps,
his first words,
my heart fuller than I ever imagined.

I am now...
feeling blessed,
feeling older, almost grown up,
feeling wiser and smarter,
wondering
why it took so long,
to get here,
to today,
nearing fifty,
growing...
growing up
and content.

video of "The Wild Thing" at Valley Fair, Minnesota...my husband's and my favorite!

Remembering.....

2011-09-11T16:45:00.000-07:00

Five Minute Friday...Rest...

2011-09-02T20:47:00.000-07:00

Here it is almost Saturday and I am just getting to my blog. Busyness has become the norm for me of late; which, is a good thing. On Five Minute Friday, the idea is to take five minutes to write...to share and see what happens when you allow yourself the freedom to write freely. The idea comes from The Gypsy Mama...go to her blog to see how this works and to enjoy the wonderful inspiration there.
Today, the topic is:

Rest...

When you lie down, you will not be afraid; When you lie down, your sleep will be sweet.

Proverbs 3:24

By the seventh day God completed His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done. Genesis 2:1-3

To rest, to find peace,

comfort and sleep.

A break from

the hustle,

the bustle;

stress and pressure;

the daily weights that meet us

and slow us.

Busy is good,

taking care of the needs,

of family, friends,

our work,

responsibilities

so much to do.

Idleness, is not something

God enjoys in His children.

But, the body needs to rest.

We need to slow down,

sit; wipe our brow,

feel the coolness of the breeze.

A cup of coffee

to enjoy and savor,

while we rest.

Busyness can become

too busy.

We can forget to stop

in our desire to serve,

in our attention to duty.

No wonder God spoke so many times

about the need to rest.

He made sure to remind us

that even He took the time to stop

and rest,

find the quiet,

near the streams of busy,

He stopped,

and relaxed,

showing us

that nothing is so important

that we cannot ease our minds

and bodies,

and rest.

It was a nice day.....

2011-08-28T20:49:00.000-07:00

It was a nice day...Kent, Bryan and I took a little drive to scope out some shopping places and to just drink in the beauty of the Kitsap Peninsula. We drove along a windy road along the North Bay of Case Inlet and tried to imagine what it would be like to live in one of those homes along the water. They have to be millionaires! The road comes out to another little highway which runs alongside Carr Inlet. People were lined up along that strip of land to hunt for clams and toss rocks into the blue, blue water. Gig Harbor was our destination. We were curious about the little historic town down in The Narrows. Beautiful!! Sailboats were out in force and I found myself missing my dad's old Catamaran and the joy I felt soaring effortlessly over the water. Good memories.

Kitsap Peninsula

It was a perfect day to drive through the trees, occasionally seeing the blue ribbon of the sky above. Days like today are to be savored here in the Northwest. The sun does come out, despite what the naysayers believe; It just doesn't make an appearance as often as some other places. It makes days like today sweeter. We enjoyed being together. The three of us sharing some laughs and conversation. It is those times that I miss when Kent is on the road and driving. Family should be together...growing and laughing together. It is how God wanted it to be. I am savoring these moments.

Since Kent and I married, we have lived in four states...now we are getting ready to settle in Washington. It is a strange to think about being in so many places in our eighteen years. I considered that while sitting in the chair at the salon this morning, getting my hair cut. The stylist and I chatted about kids and the trials we face as they move to adulthood. As I talked, I mentioned living in Colorado and Nevada and California. She asked why we have lived in so many places....I hadn't really thought about what it must sound like to a person that has lived in one place most of her life...raised her kids here, works here...has always been here. We have traveled quite a bit. I like seeing new places, but it is hard too. Leaving friends and family behind is the worst part. Moving to WA is like coming home to me, but it is new to Kent and Bryan. They have visited here, but never lived here. It is a fresh start for them...I am glad to be coming home.

Thankfuls...

2011-08-24T22:39:00.000-07:00

Thinking of my thankful list...so many things to be thankful for, gifts from the Creator to bring a smile, offer comfort...fun things to consider and remember. I have been working on my list, coming up with my thankfuls with hopes of reaching 1000!

Today, these are what come to mind:

110) teriyaki chicken and steamed rice

111) I love how the cool air feels after getting out of a hot shower! So refreshing!!

112) Watching a movie...knowing at the start that it is going to be a really good one!

113) Hearing my best friend's voice after being away for weeks.

114) My son sneaking up and giving me a bear hug.

115) A clear sky at night, full of stars, constellations obvious and standing out! Watching falling stars.

116) watching hummingbirds flock around the feeder

117) the smell of fresh lumber

118) New shoes!

119) Time to help and offer service to another

Junior Year

2011-08-08T23:15:00.000-07:00

My son is entering the 11th grade this year. It always takes me aback when the new school year starts because I remember all of the moments Bryan and I have shared over the years and it amazes me how fast they have flown by. Bryan is so intelligent, a very bright young man. He is a thinker. He analyzes, researches, thinks, and tries so hard to understand the mysteries of life. He makes me nuts with his seeking for the answers...sometimes...but, really, he makes me proud. He is not satisfied with mediocre...and I love that.

I remember sitting with Bryan when he was four and pouring over the many, many books stacked around us. I read to him and he to me. We practiced phonics, spelling, writing....that was all Bryan wanted to do. I marveled at how he learned and how important it was to do things correctly. Bryan could not get enough of learning...of reading.

I remember watching Bryan's face as he studied math. When the light bulb went on, the look on his face was priceless. He developed his own style for figuring the answers and it was nothing like how I learned. I tried to change him, only to realize, Bryan's way made more sense. His brain was wired to understand the numbers, where I have struggled all my life to make sense of them. Wonderful.

I remember feeling the excitement Bryan had when he learned things that I had long take for granted. Things that I learned so long ago and had forgotten. It was all new to Bryan....which made it brand new for me too...as I learned all over again, sharing with my son. There is nothing like watching a child learn.

Now, we are moving into Bryan's Junior year. We are still homeschooling, this year, on our own again. No more charter school to help out, which we will miss, but we will be fine. I am excited! My son is nearly done with this adventure and he has learned so much. I am so proud of him and I know there are amazing things in store for him. This will be a fun year!

Oh...I forgot to mention....one of the best things in homeschooling and having such a smart son...he teaches me so much that I have either forgotten or never knew! He challenges me to stay sharp and to always seek answers. That is a true blessing!!

Our Bodies are Amazing...

2011-08-04T11:56:00.000-07:00

“Listen to Me, O house of Jacob, And all the remnant of the house of Israel,

You who have been borne by Me from birth

And have been carried from the womb;

Even to your old age I will be the same,

And even to your graying years I will bear you!

I have done it, and I will carry you;

And I will bear you and I will deliver you." . Isaiah 46:3-4

How did God know to create the body as He did? I love trying to figure those things out. It constantly amazes me how we function....we know when to eat and sleep. We know when we need to warm up and cool down. We understand and learn; we feel and experience. All of those things come into our awareness through the network God created within us, the innermost workings of our amazing bodies. I love it.

My husband knew something was wrong. He felt the difference within, felt the changes that made him struggle a bit. His breathing was labored, yet he was able to continue his daily routine. He had some pain, but nothing that kept him down. He asked the doctors for help, but they dismissed his concerns, giving us the feeling maybe we were wrong. Still, he knew.

Through God's amazing creation, my husband felt the changes and realized there was a problem. He felt it. He didn't know what he felt. He didn't know that his heart found a way to re-route the blood flow to compensate for the blockage that formed. He had no clue about the blockage, but he knew there was a change. His body handled the task of life.

My grama and I sat at the kitchen table one morning eating our toast and jam. Grama stared out the window, watching the birds push and shove on the feeder. She said, "I feel a change this morning. My body has changed again." She notices those things. She notices the weakness, the fuzziness that comes with old age. She doesn't really know what is happening within, but she feels the difference. Her body has been through a lot in her ninety-five years.

In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind. Job 12:10

God gave us our body, to carry us through on this earth. We are to care for it, rest it, love it, and be amazed by it.

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-7

These last weeks have been stressful. The unknown, the trials, the current bump in our path have caused us to stop and wait...again...wait. We can do that. It is not easy to wait. But God tells us to not worry, to not allow the stress of the day to eat us up. Stress is never good for our bodies. Perhaps, in His unfailing wisdom, that is why....

He tells us to rest,

He tells us to trust

He tells us to not worry,

He will care for us.

Sit by the still waters and rest.

All the days of the desponding and afflicted are made evil [by anxious thoughts and forebodings], but he who has a glad heart has a continual feast [regardless of circumstances]. Proverbs 15:15

Do not be wise in your own eyes; Fear the LORD and turn away from evil. It will be healing to your body and refreshment to your bones. Proverb 3:7-8

And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life? Matthew 6:27

Take the time to rest. Be aware of your body and what messages it sends to you. God will take care of you and He loves you. Save time to savor moments....good coffee....good friends.....family. It is worth it....YOU are worth it!

Continuing my Thankful List...

2011-08-03T16:55:00.000-07:00

Take time to think of the things you are thankful for, the gifts that make you smile. It is a fun way to spend time and it sure helps to keep me from dwelling on the negative!

I am thankful and grateful for:

105) The innocence of children....when they tell you something that seems so ordinary, yet, for them it is brand new and amazing!

106) Great big marshmallows! They are bigger than I have ever seen and Grama and I laughed trying to get them into our mouths!

107) Red Roses

108) Movie night! Snacks, pillows, a good movie and family to watch it with!

109) Seven year old girls that love to do silly things with my hair.

Change....

2011-07-18T16:14:00.000-07:00

It can happen slowly,
in a blink of the eye.
It can come on gradually,
making us wait and ponder.

Change can be a good and welcome event
or a time of sadness and wishing it weren't so.

Changes...shifting...moving.....the familiar moving away
making room for the new...

I have seen much change in my days
from the time I was an itty bitty thing
where the changes are just stories
told by family reminiscing and smiling.

Change has caused me to sit and cry
whine and complain
and I wish I could say that only happened
when I was a silly child.

Change has brought a smile
a tear of happiness
feelings of joy and excitement.

I have even felt the confusion
and the apprehension
knowing that moving forward is necessary,
in order to put things in motion,
even if doing so scares me to death.

Right now
change is happening,
before us
and yet
it is one of those gradual changes
where I am scratching
and shaking my head.

This change
started six years ago
the winds shifted
and left us walking in what felt like a desert,
standing at a crossroads
looking for answers,
closing our eyes and stepping out.

Answers seem to be filtering in
Vague and yet loud enough
begging to be heard
and followed.

This change is good
and bad
Happy
and sad.
But it will not create a chasm
too wide to cross
between our life and loves
left behind.

We shall see
We are waiting
Eyes toward sky
Hoping for peace
and clarity.

Coffee...oh how I love it!

2011-07-14T12:11:00.000-07:00

Good Morning! I was sitting here, wondering what to write and found myself staring at my steaming cup of coffee ....staring...sipping...enjoying. My thought turned to how much I enjoy coffee....good coffee. There is nothing like it, you know. It is comforting, uplifting and is always the perfect social drink. I know, iced tea works too, but, coffee says, "We are friends here...we are family. Coffee says, "Relax and enjoy." Coffee also says, "Wake up and pay attention!" So many things from a cup of java. Even if you don't know me, you might be able to tell, from my blog's design, that I love coffee!

I remember, years and years ago, Kent and I were traveling between Washington, where I used to live, and Minnesota, Kent's home, my new home. We were in South Dakota and found this little, out-of-the-way cafe for breakfast. We had a long journey ahead of us....I can't remember if we were heading to my "home" or his...but there we were. The first thing I knew I wanted was coffee, of course. It wasn't long before the pleasant waitress brought us 2 chunky white mugs filled with God's sweet nectar, that delicious brown color, steamy and hot. My taste buds perked up...I sat tall in anticipation for that first delicious sip, suddenly feeling clear and focused, looking forward to another wonderful day. I cautiously sipped...it was hot! The taste I was looking for, waiting for, was not there. It was horrible! It was bitter, no that isn't it...it was a sulpher-like taste...and smell...my face scrunched up and my tongue was searching for away to get away from the foul liquid!! How?? Why??? What in the world was that liquid? It was not coffee....it had the familiar look, all of the signs pointed to the mug being filled with coffee...but it was something different. It was contaminated. My joy was halted real quick-like!

The funny thing, to Kent and I anyway, was that the locals were drinking the brown liquid! They were laughing and sharing stories and sipping their morning "coffee". I watched them...looked back at those around me and sat there so puzzled I could hardly eat the huge omelet that was set before me...would the eggs and cheese taste like eggs and cheese, I wondered?

Over the years that scene has played in my mind. I have thought of it when people say, "Have you ever not liked your coffee?" or when Kent and I tell our traveling stories and we try to remember all of the interesting places we have seen. Today, I am thinking of the people that drank their coffee with a smile, not knowing any differently. I was unable to drink it. I couldn't even get it to my lips again after that first horrible sip. It seems to me that it was a little like my life with Christ...having the Grace of Jesus washed over me and feeling blessed to know what quality of life is...what GOOD coffee is like. When we trust Jesus, our lives are changed. We cannot be satisfied with the local swill served up in the chunky white mugs! God has given us more, so much more....we suddenly know quality...we know that the old familiar is not always great nor good for us. Our life is changed. There is a peace in that. To some, that might seem silly, maybe even hokey... if it does, then you haven't had the sweet taste of coffee, served by The master and Creator Himself. I pray that you will find your way to the truth...to the quality of life that awaits you! It has been there since before you were a thought, a mug of grace just for you!

There is another way to see that morning in the little cafe in South Dakota; Being thankful and grateful for what we have. The water in that part of the country is not the best. There is a lot of sulpher in the gound and it was the water that made the coffee taste so badly. Yes, they were using cheap grounds (I saw the cans they scooped the grounds from) but the tainted water spoiled the drink. Maybe, knowing there was little to be done about the taste of the water, the locals just got used to it and smiled as they imbibed. Gratitude gave them joy. I think they could have filtered the water and made the taste better, but really, there is power in being thankful, being grateful that there is water at all.

I have no idea what was on the minds and hearts of our cafe-mates that morning. And please don't think I am making a judgement about South Dakota...it is a funny memory as well as an icky one as I think of the disappointment. It is also a teaching experience. God speaks to us in all sorts of ways, in all situations and even in the coffee we drink. Whether I savor it as a lesson about salvation or a reminder to be grateful, it spoke to me.

Coffee is a gift! Good coffee is a blessing that fills me with joy! God sends us the little gifts everyday, we just have to take hold and enjoy them. Be thankful....be joyful....be available...be the wonderful self God has created you to be!! Do so with a cup of coffee, of course!

My Mom...

2011-07-11T12:51:00.000-07:00

She is...

Generous; giving joyfully;
Infectiously fun to be with,
hilariously funny,
bright and colorful,
encouraging,
best friend and greatest cheerleader.

Mischievous, relishing in the silly jokes and playfulness;
looking for a laugh,
brings a smile to everyone.

Stronger than anyone I know;
duty,
dedication,
careful,
respectful and gracious. A leader.

Remembering....
stories read at bedtime
during the day,
whenever the mood was right.
Trips to the ocean,
to the pool,
shopping and dreaming.
Fixing owwwies,
sailboat sandwiches for a picnic.

More than anything...Mom's legacy to us...something we enjoy now more than ever...
laugh...laugh....and laugh some more. There is never enough coffee, and life is too short to take it all too seriously.

Watching my mom care for her mom, I am reminded of my constant desire....
to be a mom like my mom.

I love you Momma...thank you!

My son, Bryan and his Nonna

Gratitude...

2011-07-08T18:52:00.000-07:00

It is Five-Minute Friday...that means checking The Gypsy Mama's blog to learn the topic fpr the day and to enjoy the writing and thoughts of others. Love it! I am trying to get back into writing daily, but I often times run into a blank wall and can't think what to write about. That is why I love 5-Minute Friday...one word or a phrase can inspire the writer to come to the surface and let the words flow...so much fun! Today, the word "gratitude" touches my soul. I have learned much about gratitude in my life....

Go...

I was told by doctors at a young age that children would not likely be in my future;
that I would have trouble concieving. I dreamed of having a brood, but doctors shook their heads. I did concieve...and have a tall and handsome sixteen year old boy, who gives me such joy and keeps me thinking and laughing. There is no brood, but I have a son and I am my gratitude is immense!

I have a husband that is loyal, devoted, funny, loving, hard-working and loves the Lord. I have friends who dream of such men in their lives...gratitude fills my heart.

I have learned that life is not simple, and yet, there is a simplicity of life that we forget to cherish. I have learned to make do with little and not be sad for what we do not have. I have learned that 5 inches of counter space can work if I choose to be grateful and find a way.

I am grateful for smiles, for running water, for a simple home and the love around me. I am grateful for time...this time with my grama is priceless and the smile on my mother's face...again...priceless.

Gratitude....
slow down,
breathe in,
then out,
smile and whisper
your gratitude.
Speaking the words
drives out the grumbles that can rob
us of the joy
God wants us to savor.

Holding onto Jesus

2011-07-05T13:17:00.000-07:00

The world spins,
times change,
people change,
there is always a movement, an air of rebellion;
an air of discontent that blows through the generations.

This discontent catches the attention of many,
as it stirs a blindness and a spirit of doubt.
Causing some
to stumble,
to fall,
to change course and take a new path
that leads away from home.

How my heart aches for them
wishing they would hold onto Jesus...
onto His promises,
His saving grace and outstretched arms.
Even in the turbulent discontent swirling about,
I wish they would reach out
touching His garment and feel the power of His truth.

Doubt is a powerful drug
that fills our hearts with fear and confusion.
A need to prove and disprove
takes the place of praise and faith,
comfort and peace.
There is no contentedness.
Hope is lost.

As I wait for those that have left the path of faith,
the path that leads home,
while I wait for them to see what lies on the other path,
and make up their mind on which is best,
I will stay strong and hopeful,
ready to help where I can
and provide the cool water of relief
drawn from the well of life
by Jesus Himself.
Holding onto Jesus and not allowing the winds of doubt
to sway my resolve at all.

Philippians 4:11 “Not that I speak from want, for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am.”

Thankful List, continued

2011-07-04T19:41:00.000-07:00

I haven't visited my thankfuls for awhile...time to think and list what I am thankful for. I wish I could recall every moment that brings a smile of thankfulness upon my face.
Here is today's list, as I strive to find 1000 thankfuls....

I am thankful for:

91) Fireworks! I am thankful for the booms and the exploding colors! Makes me feel like a kid again!

92) My husband...he is considerate and loving guy. He has allowed me to journey to my mom and grama's, to stay here for awhile and help to care for Grama.

93) My wonderful son, whose compassion and care for others amazes me at times.

94) I am thankful for moments of gut-busting laughter with my mom and grama. There is no bond like the one we have...woman are like that, aren't they?!?

95) I am thankful for my little dog...annoying as he can be, he makes me laugh. That little nubbins of a tail wags to fast!

96) Friends...close and dear friends that understand and love unconditionally.

97) I am thankful for the ripples on the lake...they have a calming effect upon my soul.

98) Sprinklers and cool water that refreshes.

99) Back scratchers

100) The foamy top on a root beer float!

101) I love the oh so tall trees here in Washington....they provide the perfect perch for the bald eagles that live near the lake.

102) I am thankful for patience.

103) I am thankful for pasta and the smile it brings upon my face.

104) Daylight Savings TIme

Five Minute Friday...

2011-07-01T18:25:00.000-07:00

It is Friday...love it! Friday's are fun anyway, but having 5-Minute Friday is an extra treat...fun too. Check out the scoop at thegypsymama...today's writing prompt is:

Welcome...

There is nothing like the feeling of being greeted at the door with a smile and a hug,
laughter and hurried sharing of stories and news...being welcomed.

Waiting and watching the clock, excited to welcome loved ones home after a long absence, arms anxious for the long-awaited hugs.

Driving the familiar roads through the trees, spying the landmarks marking the trail to home...you're almost there. No matter how long since the last visit, the trip home is sweet.

Dinner being held and kept warm, everyone starving and waiting until you arrive; knowing that they would be waiting...

When there is no family to turn to, knowing you have friends who leave the door open, no matter when or why, gives a peace hard to explain.

Being welcomed is a blessing, a warmth that floods the soul...comfort.

Simple Woman's Daybook

2011-06-26T17:31:00.000-07:00

An interesting way to think of the simple things...to reflect upon what is happening around us...a fun little writing exercise.

FOR TODAY

Outside my window...birds are clamoring for the fresh seed in the feeders

I am thinking...about the lake and is it too cold for a swim

I am thankfull...for the ability to be here, with Mom and Gram, to help and for an understanding family back home.

From the learning rooms...I am almost finished with the first part of my training to be a caregiver.

In the kitchen...the Tortilla Soup that simmers in the crock pot

I am wearing...a pink t-shirt and Capri pants

I am creating...a possible way to help with finances

I am going...to move the sprinkler in the yard

I am wondering...about the lake again...it looks so inviting

I am reading...blog entries this morning...thinking of a new book to start

I am hoping...my toe heals soon

I am looking forward to...my son coming to join me next month!

I am hearing...birds, dogs barking, the sprinkler showering the lawn

Around the house...Charles Stanley on TV, the coo coo clock

I am pondering...getting my family in one place

One of my favorite things...laughing over coffee

A few plans for the rest of the week: finishing my caregiver training; playing games with Grama; completing a few chores from Grama's list

Here is picture for thought I am sharing...

There are hundreds of these tiny flowers along the driveway into Mom's place...I counted around 50 bees buzzing about. They were so busy, they never noticed me.

Five Minute Friday...Wonder

2011-06-24T18:02:00.000-07:00

Friday is here again. The Gypsy Mama has another writing prompt for today, a tradition now; the word is "wonder". If you want to play, visit her site, Gypsy Mama...the idea is to write for 5 minutes without worry about the mechanics....it is very interesting to see what comes out of the short time you spend.

Wonder...

I looked it up...to be in awe, amazement, to marvel. It also means to have doubt, to speculate. I love sitting and talking about the wonders of the world...of the universe...all that God has created. It is delicious to ponder and ruminate on the Wonder of God! I wish I would spend more time doing that, spending time thinking of the amazing life we have been given.

And then...
Life happens....
Trials and events come our way
causing the wonder to move more to doubt and speculation.

The health of my family
the shaky balance of our finances,
news from afar, from family and friends...

I find myself lost in wonder...
wondering when it will end and when I can get back to relishing the wonder of the beauty God has splashed around us. I wonder if God wonders why we worry and doubt when He stands ready to open doors for us...doors that lead to the amazing and wonderful life waiting for us to cherish!

Wondering about wonder...enjoy your day! Enjoy your coffee!

Home...

2011-06-18T15:24:00.000-07:00

"To paint a verbal picture. To just write and not worry if it’s just write or not.

Get a little crazy with encouragement for the five minuter who linked up before you."

I missed Friday....here it is Saturday and I am trying my hand at the topic this week...

Home...

An interesting word...home.

It means so many things to each of us,

it's hard to clearly define it.

To me, it is where my loved ones are, where there is laughter and spats,

where there is the smells of favorite dishes in the kitchen,

where friends keep the coffee flowing.

Home is where I lay my head,

where my comfy pillow and quilt keep me cozy through the night.

It is where those around me know me and love me.

It is where my son plays his ukelele,

where my husband scares us with his sneezes.

"Home is where the heart is", that little plaque says,

So true it is, warmth and love,

laughter and coffee,

safe,

secure,

dependable.

It is good to be home.

Unexpected Surprises

2011-06-06T22:19:00.000-07:00

Unexpected surprises...
Caught off guard, no expectations
trusting and moving forward,
not worrying, just trusting
praying for a way to make it work.

Planning and swallowing,
shrugging shoulders when asked how I will manage.
Not knowing, just trusting; it is never easy to walk on,
knowing that somehow...it will be okay.

I opened the mailbox today,
a check....
no idea it was coming,
but it is a welcomed arrival.
Turning my face to the sky,
whispering my thankfulness and joy.

Trusting and knowing, God will make it work.

I am thankful for...

2011-05-30T11:26:00.000-07:00

82) ...our Military personnel. I grew up as a "Navy Brat" and I am proud of that. My dad's service in the Navy taught me a level of respect and gratitude that I cherish to this day. The sacrifice our troops make, for our country is something to be very thankful for...and I am.

83) ...freedom! There are others in the world that do not have the freedoms we enjoy, and, sadly, take for granted. I am thankful!

84) ...refrigerators that work!! Cold and frozen food is a beautiful thing!

85) ...no snow this Memorial Weekend!

86) ...berries and the way they gush with sweetness.

87) ...my husband's hard work to keep things going for his family.

88) ...coffee beans from Sumatra!

89) ...the quality of Birkenstocks! I have had this pair for nearly 10 years!

90) ...Tea Tree Oil! What an amazing thing!

On Forgetting....

2011-05-28T11:30:00.000-07:00

My Five-Minute Friday has become Five-Minute Saturday...I forgot it was Friday yesterday! Take five minutes and write on the prompt give at The Gypsy Mama. Her blog is fun to read and visit often!

On Forgetting...

So much to remember and getting older makes it easy to forget...I don't want to forget so many things. I love remembering childhood;
climbing trees,
swimming,
riding my beloved bike..while standing on the seat....hearing my mother scream for me to sit not stand.
I loved being carefree and crazy, daring and wondering. Not really the me that I see in the mirror today. The daring seems to be lost. I think too much now that I am a grownup.

Forgetting...some things, we want to forget, like, the pains and hurts of life.

Thinking of my son and his birth; I close my eyes and see the bright lights and the nurses telling me that there were so many complications possible since he was so early...I remember being scared. I remember my husband making me laugh, announcing each contraction since he saw it on the machine and me saying, "No duh!" I remember that. I will never forget thanking God for the child I was never supposed to be able to conceive.

I remember my wonderful little boy crawling, laughing, and bumming the Star Wars theme; wearing colanders for helmets and and his small and insightful prayers at night.

I am one who loves to remember and reminisce and dream. I am one who hates to forget, but, sadly age makes remembering harder...forgetting happens.

Laptops

2011-05-26T17:55:00.000-07:00

About six years ago, I bought my first laptop. My husband told me to find one for the price he set and I did...I loved it! That laptop has been my "friend". I learned about blogging and spent hours learning html code on that laptop. I have played games, written letters, chatted and maintained my family's calendar with that wonderful laptop.

Back in February, problems...my lappy started to fall apart. Broken hinges and the display falling out, I was forced to hold it all together with duct tape. It wasn't pretty, but it worked. I was just thankful for a working laptop!! Then, a new problem....

I often wonder how it is that a person can INTENTIONALLY create a program designed to destroy another person's computer. How do they sleep at night? Why is that joyful for them....to destroy and ruin?? It is a mystery. Yesterday, one of the nastiest viruses I have learned about infected my computer. Instantly, my lappy was a stranger to me...no more files to open. Nothing worked! It had been taken over by an unknown...a thief...an intruder. I am not sure if any of my personal files were stolen or if the intruder was able to damage anything more than my laptop, but the amount of damage this person did with their virus has left me with nothing. My broken lappy's immune system was no match for the powerful file eating worm!

It died.

My lappy died.

It is okay...I can survive. It's only a laptop! Thankfully, we have a desktop that I can use. It is stronger and more protected ( I hope) than my little laptop.

I type on!

Thankfuls...continued

2011-05-26T17:34:00.000-07:00

A thankful list is also a list of gifts...things that we love, enjoy, have been given....all gifts, really, in our life. I am still working on my list, striving to find 1,000 thankfuls.

72) Years ago, before Bryan was born, my sister-in-law taught me to quilt. I love that...I love the memory of picking fabric and Jan being patient with my perfectionistic ways. I remember laughing and planning, and learning about the joy that comes when women come together and work on their quilts, or any craft they are busy with at the moment. Quilting speaks to me and I am thankful.

73) I love the early morning quiet, when the world is so still. It is so different than the night.

74) I am thankful for fresh snow, untouched and so clean.

75) I am thankful paychecks...it feels so nice when there is money in the account and in the pocket!

76) I am having tooth issues...I am not too thankful for that...but, I am thankful for straws! It helps to keep the cold ice away from my hurting tooth.

77) I am thankful for the end of the school year! My son and I love having the break for summer.

78) I am thankful for my cell phone...I can talk to family and friends from anywhere! My husband can reach me when he has a need or I can call from the store to verify the number of canned beans in the pantry...all with this amazing little device!

79) I am so very thankful for the generosity of others! I expressed sadness over something recently, the loss of a material thing. It was gone and that was that and I mentioned it. A friend piped up and volunteered to solve my "problem". He is replacing the thing that was lost! From his generosity...because he cares...I did not ask nor did I suspect that anyone would do such a thing!!! It amazes me...generosity.

80) There is a silly book, a couple of them, written by a hilarious and mysterious man named, Ted L. Nancy. It is called, "Letters from a Nut" . That book makes me laugh and laugh. It makes us all laugh so hard we cannot speak...or breathe! I love laughing like that.

81) I am thankful for blenders and how easy it is to make a smoothie.

82) I appreciate my friend, Katie. She always greets me with a hug and a smile. She is a joy to me and I am thankful for her.

When Seasons Change...

2011-05-20T13:08:00.000-07:00

Five-minute Friday...check out The Gypsy Mama's blog...it is a wonderful and inspiring place to visit! The assignment?

1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Go buck wild with encouragement for the five minuter who linked up before you.

Here is my "five minuter" today....

When seasons change...

...our focus changes; we are shaken from the norm that we have become accustomed to. When that first night of chilly hits after night after night of sweaty-hot-no-sleeping-tonight kind of weather, we notice. When the green comes back to the trees after months of brown and droopy branches begged for relief from the cold or when mild and breezy days heat up into oven-hot scorchers, we notice

We notice...

When things we have taken for granted somehow change or go away. Friends come into our lives and then move away...or we move.
Comfy lifestyles somehow get turned upside down and we have to weather the storms that pass through our days, our hearts.
Or long bouts of trial come to an end and we can sit and relish in the break from it all.

Changes.

When seasons change, we notice, we look about, we accept and can go back to the work at hand, silently thanking the Father for His love....which never changes.

Deep Breath...

2011-05-13T11:08:00.000-07:00

On Fridays, I love visiting a wonderful blog, The Gypsy Mama, and seeing what writing prompt she has set up for the day. It is a fun way to let the writer in you escape, even for just five minutes. Here is what she says:
"So, here’s the skinny: I’ve been thinking about writing and how often our perfectionism gets in the way of our words. And I figured, why not take 5 minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing."

Try it out...check out her blog and read what you need to do, then...write! Here is my entry today...

~Go~

DEEP BREATH

Breathe deeply

Take in the freshness, the coolness, the unknown

We stand ready to move.

Deep breaths give courage,

anticipation,
wondering what lies ahead.

I have trouble putting one foot before the other, not knowing where this leads,
just breathing and trusting...keep breathing.

Changes take us here and there,
not really knowing if the change is good or the right way to go.

Breathe in deeply and trust;

walk,

perhaps, run to the next checkpoint.

Courage comes from breathing and having faith,

Deep breaths fill my lungs and my spirit,

God is near;

Calmness,

Freshness,

Breath it all in.

And move forward.

~Stop~

My Thankful List is Growing...

2011-05-09T19:40:00.000-07:00

Did you know, when you are feeling down or under the pressure of it all, if you stop and think of your thankful list, a smile will find a way to your face. It is a proven fact!!

I am thankful for the following things...

63) Ice cream...a big bowl! I can eat almost any kind, but, I do favor quality and buttery. Vanilla with chocolate sauce, hot off the fire, take me back to Grama's house. She would make a delish sauce and pour it over the scoops of vanilla...mmmmm....I love that memory! I love coffee or peanut butter on my ice cream too.

64) Honey....gooey and drippy

65) Mother's Day....I love waking up to hear my son, in the kitchen, whipping up a yummy breakfast for me. This year, he made coffee too! Now a coffee drinker, he has gotten good at making it.

66) Packages in the mail.

67) Cheese

68) Swimming...in the ocean is my favorite, but lakes and rivers are nice too. Pools aren't as nice, in my opinion.

69) My legs...walking...having my legs work and carry me from here to there.

70) Talking about fabric with a friend and fellow quilter...there is something intoxicating about finding the fabric you have been searching for...and discussing it!

71) Being an American!! Being Born in the United States of America is a blessing I cherish!

Motherhood Should Come With...

2011-05-06T00:44:00.000-07:00

It is Friday...another fun Five Minute Friday from The Gypsy Mama. The idea is to write for 5 minutes, using the prompt provided, not worrying about the fussiness, just about seeing what happens. I think it is amazing what can come out of these assignments. Try it and see what happens!

Here is my 5 minutes of fun...

Motherhood Should Come With...

...more time.
More time to watch that little one grow and experience the new things he finds;
More time to hold him and rock him, sing or read to him as he falls asleep.
More time to admire and marvel at the gift God has given to you.
More time to listen and watch, as he shouts "Mom" from the diving board or from the football field, even when you have heard "Mom" 10,000 times already today.
There should be more time to sit quietly and enjoy the sunsets or the walks along the river
There should be more time to talk about God and His hand upon us,
and life,
and all of the scary things life hands to us.
More time to hug and laugh.
More time to relish being a mom before...before the boy shows signs of being a man and talks about what he will do when he leaves.
Motherhood should come with more time, they grow up so fast.

Poem ~ In The Dark

2011-05-02T15:52:00.000-07:00

In the dark

Raining, just a drizzle

Crouched under a tree

I realized

Life runs here and there,

We learn and experience,

Sometimes, not knowing

Consequences will follow us,

Easy to forget.

Paths take us from one place to another,

Some are wide

Others are narrow.

Choosing which one is the key.

Wisdom, peace and courage

Choose well.

In the dark

Raining, just a drizzle

Crouched under a tree

I realized

Following

Though hard at times

Gets us farther,

Than leading.

Follow the path,

And observe the way.

Appreciate and enjoy.

Under the tree I felt

The nudging

The calling

The direction.

The path was clear

For me then

And today.

In the dark

Raining, just a drizzle

Crouched under a tree

I realized

I wrote this today, thinking of the night I trusted Jesus, 33 years ago.

Being thankful

2011-05-01T16:41:00.000-07:00

Adding to my growing list of thankfuls...

51) I am thankful for blue skies...today the sky is that gorgeous, light blue...that blue that makes one want to dive in and enjoy the peacefulness it brings. I love it. I love the way trees, mountains, buildings, even the birds, look against the blue.

52) I am thankful for Dairy Queen and the happiness it brings when we decide to stop and get a delicious treat! I still get that giddy feeling I used to get as a child!!! Love it!

53) I am thankful for my down filled pillow. I have pillow issues and it is hard for me to find one that feels just right. This one is so nice, soft, and inviting. I appreciate a good down pillow!

54) Strawberries....I am thankful for strawberries...nice, plump and ripe!

55) The hymn, "Amazing Grace" ...the song brings such emotion within me. It always has had special meaning to me.

56) Netflix...to be able to watch a movie on the computer, an ipod or a phone. It brings a smile to my face.

57) Tortillas...especially home-made. Add some butter to a warm tortilla....yummmm.

58) Photographs...looking at old photos, laughing and remembering. I am thankful for the ability to take them and the joy they bring.

59) Dark Chocolate

60) Computers and the freedom, fun, efficiency they bring.

61) Communion Sunday...I am thankful for the reminder...for the fellowship, for the love of Jesus.

62) I love those moments in church, where my heart and soul seem to melt with the realization that God loves me....ME....and that "though Him I can do all things."

Thinking of my dad...

2011-04-30T11:09:00.000-07:00

Dad, 1980

May approaches...

My thoughts meander over times with my dad; his laughter and silly faces, his love of opera music and pictures of him sprawled on the couch, reading, always reading. I remember one library, in Nevada, I think...he and I walked in and the volunteers shouted (well, a library kind of shout) "Hello!", to my dad and informed him that "there are no new books that have arrived, so don't go into a tirade over how lousy the library is!" He had read everything they had, at least, the books interesting enough to him. That left very few that he had not touched and enjoyed.

My dad was young when he passed away, only sixty-nine years old. In those years of his life, Dad did so much, saw so many things and became an expert on everything. Everything! At least, he believed he was. I love that, thinking of that trait in Dad; believing he could do anything opened so many doors and eased his stress about life. I wish I had more of that in me.

I was thinking the other day, about times where Dad would come into a room and in a booming voice, would break into an opera solo...arms stretching out for effect, bellowing it out loud....and then look around, as if he was surprised there was no audience and then laugh. I laugh thinking of it. Samantha and Charlie, my sister and brother, do that too. They have that funny gene, a wonderful gift from Dad.

Dad loved to cook...he would create dishes that were out of this world good! He would also make a mess in the process, but, "the Great Chefs cannot be concerned with the mess when there is work to be done." Translation...everyone else got to clean up later, but it was worth it. Dad was an awesome chef and just knew what spices and seasonings would work well together. I think I may have an small taste of that gene in myself, at least, people say I can cook pretty well.

My dad was in the Navy for 20+ years. He was a weather guesser, as he called it, a Meteorologist. He loved talking about the weather and told stories of life in the Navy. He enlisted when he was just a few months from eighteen, in 1942. His mother signed for him to go and watched her son head off into the world...alone...so young. I look at my son, now sixteen, and I cannot imagine doing that. Dad sailed on the USS Philippine Sea (CV-47), served in the Korean and Vietnam wars, spent two Deep-Freeze operations in Antarctica, and so many other things I cannot remember.

I was almost seven when Dad ended his first Antarctic experience. He was assigned to Rota, Spain after, which became our home for a few years. What a fabulous time that was for us all...I remember so much about it, the long train ride from Reno, Nevada to Norfolk, Virginia. Stepping off the plane in Rota...if I close my eyes and can hear the palm trees sway in the very early morning breezes and hear the waves...my first time seeing the ocean. That is another blog, for another time. And yet, with age the beaches and the churros and the burros on the mountainside in Mejas begin to fade. It was a fun time to be a kid and to learn and enjoy the blessings given. I am thinking of a day when dad surprised us early in the morning...he came to take us on a journey. We piled into the car and as we drove, he laughed and told stories. We wondered where we were going. Then dad said, "Okay, breathe in deep. Close your eyes and breathe in. What do you smell?" I thought about it, but wasn't sure. Sam and Charlie breathed too...after a silence, Dad said, "Do you feel the salty in your throat? Do you smell the waves?" We closed our eyes again and breathed in deeper....I felt it! I remember the thick, saltiness in my nose and throat. "I smell it!!!", I exclaimed! Sam and Charlie felt it too! "That, my children, is the sea! The ocean! and it becomes a part of you!" Dad smiled. He was a sailor, a true-blue Navy man, and I loved him.

Grampa Dick and Bryan, 1997

I miss my dad. I miss laughing with him and sharing dinners with him. I miss his blue, blue eyes. I wish I could have spent time with him after he was saved. He came to Jesus a few days, three or four, before he breathed his last. He told the Hospice nurse that helped him to find Jesus that he had two regrets. The first, he wished he had been a better dad and the second, that he would not be able to get to know his grandson. I wish I could tell Dad, how hard his little grandson and I cried and prayed over him...praying that he would trust Jesus. I wish he could have known how his little grandson, only four years old at the time, decided that Grampa had to find Jesus, so that the two of them could be together one day in heaven. I am sure Dad would have smiled and wiped a tear from those blue eyes and then burst into an opera solo out of joy.

1963...me with Mom and Dad, Belli Ranch

Five-Minute Friday

2011-04-30T00:46:00.000-07:00


The Gypsy Mama

It is 5-Minute Friday....well, it is into Saturday morning, so I am a little behind. Gypsy Mama provides a writing prompt...we see what happens as fingers fly over the keys for 5 minutes.

If I Knew I Could, I would...

~Write the book that has been in my head for so long..sitting there, teasing me, daring me...begging me. The story is there, but, getting it out is the trick.

~I would fix problems; big ones and small ones, wipe away tears and assure you that all is better now.

~I would find a house, quiet and small, cozy and filled with love. I would fill it with our laughter...like it

used to be...before...

~I would find a way to close the distances between me and my family and dear friends. Distance robs us of fun and laughter, of the joy that comes from sharing.

~I would smile more, rejoice more.

~I would be a better steward of the gifts God has given.

~I would love more.

~I would go back and take back anything that I did that caused another pain, or to stumble. I would be quicker to say, "I am sorry."

~If I knew I could, I would not fear the unknown. I would run toward it with open arms.

~I would jump from a plane again...just one more time.

Thinking of my Thankful List

2011-04-28T14:26:00.000-07:00

Why is it easy to come up with the list of what we are NOT thankful for...those things that weigh us down or, perhaps, occupy our time as we mull over them? Strange, isn't it? Today, I have been trying to come up with more "thankfuls" to add to my list and they seem out of reach. I have been too busy thinking of what I do not like...my discontent, rather than contentedness. I have decided to sit outside and focus on the positive...to find my spirit of gratitude and push away the waves of stinkin' thinkin'.

I am thankful for....

47) Young Life...an organization that helped me get through the high school years. Mike Murphy was our leader and he was a wonderful guy that devoted his time and love to teenagers. He had a burden to reach them and introduce them to Christ. He was silly, funny and sincere. Through his efforts, I found myself, crouched under a tree in the rain, at a camp in northern California, calling out to Jesus. I asked for a new life. I trusted Him with my life...everything. That day was June 12, 1979, so long ago, but a precious memory to this day.

48) Water...I am thankful for water. I have access to clean water and I appreciate it so.

49) Curry...I have a chicken smothered with curry in the crockpot and the scent is so delicious! Intoxicating, really. Curry is good for us. Did you know that Tumeric is wonderful for our liver? I have a drippy liver and have been eating more curry than ever. I wish you could smell this today!!!!!!!!

50) Shade...when it is hot there is nothing more wonderful in that moment than shade. Even a sliver of shade can bring refreshment when the sun is pounding down upon your head.

I reached 50!! 950 thankfuls left to go!

Thankfuls...continued

2011-04-26T19:34:00.001-07:00

(4/23/11--from the old blog)

Continuing my thoughts on what I am thank for...gifts to me...

40) Hearing my grama laugh.
41) Time with my mom; laughing, crying ...whether on the phone or, better yet, in her home.
42) Watching bald eagles soaring over the lake.
43) Sunsets, especially, when the sun sinks into the ocean!
44) Grilling
45) I love it when my husband announces he is making breakfast on Saturdays.
46) The Ipod Touch my sister bought for me...just because.

There are so many things! I just have to look and pay attention.

5-Minute Friday

2011-04-26T19:33:00.000-07:00

(4/22/11--- from the old blog)

gypsymama.com

It is 5-Minute Friday...

Go to the blog to find the assignment and to see what others have done. Write...just write for 5 minutes on the topic given and don't worry about fixing and correcting. I think it is amazing what comes out of these prompts . Here is what I came up with...

The Hard Love...

Patience, endurance and prayer

We wait and hope.

Jesus meets us and greets us with a holy Kiss.

There are trials and bumps along the way,

waiting, searching and praying.

Facing those that have hurt us,

injured body and or soul,

Forgiveness...

Seventy times seven.

Love...hard to do, so hard.

We love because He showed us how.

We love and hope to succeed

in that the other will see and feel

the sincerity of our love.

Grace

Mercy

Forgiveness

Endurance

Love is not easy,

but

if we can reach out our arms,

as our precious Jesus did for us,

we will make it.

The hard love

is the one that makes us stronger,

deeper

and more like we should be.

Thankfuls

2011-04-26T19:22:00.000-07:00

(4/21/11...posting from old blog)

It is Good Friday. It always seems strange to me to call it "Good". Although, the bad of the day turned to good...turned to Mercy and Grace, which, is good for us all. I don't know...just thinking.

Here is my next batch of thankfuls...

26) God's grace...where would I be without it?
27) Collecting eggs from the coop. I love it when the hens stand up to show off what they can do and I can't!

28) A clean car, inside and out
29) Sheets and towels dried outside on the line...the fresh smell lifts my spirits and I always sleep better on line-dried sheets!

30) Duct tape
31) Watching spiders spin their web.
32) Talking to my mom and grama about our day and laughing at silly things.
33) Joking with my husband and being happy that he is mine!!

34) Hearing my son talk about...anything.
35) Fried eggs, cooked just right. I like to eat around the yolk and save it for a delicious last bite with toast!
36) Free coffee drinks for my birthday!
37) Sewing machines
38) Crockpots
39) The scent of lilacs on a breezy day.

Five-Minute Friday

2011-04-26T19:15:00.000-07:00

4/15/11...posting from other blog)

The Gypsy Mama

Another very interesting blog was introduced to me this week, The Gypsy Momma. Today is Five Minute Friday....write on the topic given every Friday, for 5 minutes, without worry...just write. Then go to Gypsymama to share and to read other postings. This is another beginning for me and the following is my five minutes....

Distance

I love the fact that I have traveled so much, even as far away as Russia and the Ukraine. I lived in Spain. Distances so far from family and friends, changes learned and endured. New ways of life to see and be amazed. I love traveling.

I have moved away from family and back again. I moved after marrying my wonderful husband. We are used to distance, we make it work.

Sometimes, the distances that God asks us to travel are hard and not as much fun. There are journeys that take so long. But afterwards, when we sit by the stream and dip our feet into the cool waters, we can smile and see how far we have traveled. Along the banks, the distance seems shorter than when we began. Today, I think I can see the river ahead. I think the air is lighter and the sun is not so hot. The coolness of God's blessings lie just ahead. Not so far to walk.

I am thankful for the distances; they make the resting so delicious.

Thankfuls...continued

2011-04-26T19:03:00.000-07:00

(4/18/11...posting from the other blog)

Thinking of my thankful list...

16) Sitting with family and realizing they know me like no one else could, and being content with that.
17) Blankets on the beach, umbrellas and bouncing in the crashing waves. Being at the beach makes me very happy!
18) Driving home from Reno the other night, I was taken aback by the beauty as we drove over the pass. The night was bright with a nearly full moon and the sky had that shade of blue that almost shimmers...like water. The Sierras stood tall, dressed in the snowy white, which glowed against the night sky. It was beautiful. I thought of all the times I have stared into the sky, thinking of how small we are and how beautiful this earth is. I was thankful...I am thankful.
19) A car that is dependable.
20) Hearing Sam say, "Hi" when I walked into the house.
21) Peanut Butter
22) Freshly baked bread, still warm as you spread butter across the slice.
23) Talking to my brother and sister on the phone and realizing they mean the world to me.
24) Sleeping in on Saturday.
25) I love driving into Oregon, coming from California, and looking for the exit to take to The Human Bean...they give each person a chocolate covered coffee bean with their order of coffee. I love that treat and I love our tradition of stopping there.

Thankfuls

2011-04-26T19:00:00.000-07:00

(4/15/11 posting fro the other blog)

Continuing my Thankful List...

7) Birthday money
8) I love it in the Spring, when, all of a sudden, the trees are full of brand new green leaves! It sneaks up on me, every year. One day the streets are lined with dreary, brown trees with poky branches. The next day, the poky branches are gone, hidden amongst the luscious green and bushy leaves.
9) Jumping into the lake at mom's
10) Ice cubes
11) Cards from my grandmother. These days her eyesight is failing her, but she still sends her cards. Seeing "Love Grama" on a note makes me smile.
12) Hearing others praise my son.
13) Phone calls from my husband. Especially, when he checks in to let me know he is safe and sound at his destination.
14) Bees buzzing in the Honeysuckle.
15) Finding a CD that Bryan and I used to listen and dance to when he was much shorter and younger...we still enjoy it and smile.

Being thankful

2011-04-26T18:52:00.000-07:00

(This is a post from the other blog.)

I was introduced to a blog a few weeks ago, that calls for gratitude: http://www.aholyexperience.com

Ann Voskamp wrote a book "One Thousand Gifts". She started a project of naming 1000 things she was thankful for, which, in turn, becomes a list of gifts from God. I love that! I speaks to me today and I want to do this in my own life. Starting today, I am going to begin listing my list of thankfuls. I miss the way my eyes caught little things, fun little snippets of life, when I was younger. Watching clouds used to give me so much joy. Now, I have the attitude that I am too old to lay back and watch the clouds. That calls for an attitude adjustment I think. Ann Voskamp is that super woman that I always wish I could be like. She is a homeschooling mom that has so many irons in the fire and yet remains grounded. I love that. Here is my beginning:

1) I love hearing children laugh, especially those under the age of five. There is an innocence and an honesty in their belly laughs that makes me happy.
2) I love grinding coffee beans. I love making coffee first thing in the morning. The smell permeates my soul!
3) I love finding a couple of bucks while getting into the In and Out drive-through line with my best friend. Such joy!
4) I remember watching my son sleep when he was days old. I memorized his face, his little twitches and the fleeting little smile he would have while snoozing away. At 16, he is still the same. I just spent 30 minutes watching him sleep and it gave me the same joy it did when he was only 5 1/2 pounds and 19 inches long.
5) I love hearing "I love you!"
6) I love being surprised by the goosebumps every time I hear the hymn, "It Is Well With My Soul".

Six down...so many more to find.

Blog Re-Organization is Taking Place

2011-04-26T18:44:00.000-07:00

I began blogging in 2007. That makes me laugh as I type that...I have few followers and readers, mostly family and friends. I blog to blog and express my thoughts. I would love being a big time blogger with lots of readers and comment after comment. But, then again, would I really? That would be a lot of pressure. Hmmmm....might be fun to have that one day. But, today, I am just trying to condense my blogging. I would be more apt to write more consistently if I had just one. So, I am ending my relationship with Homeschool blogger and moving things to this blog. They are changing their format and I need a change.

I have some old posts I might post here. I am moving my Five-Minute Friday writings over. It is sad to think of the hours of work, learning html code and how Shirley and I fretted over adding blinkies and slide shows, and now it is all gone. Homeschool blogger was fun for a long time and we learned so much about blogging and designing our pages. It is time so move on.....

Coffee Makers

2011-04-19T14:31:00.000-07:00

I just got a new coffee pot for my birthday. It is nice and so far, all is well. You know how it is when you get a new coffee maker! I found this article today....I want it!!!

Baratza Vario-E

Now, how neato is that!!!! Coffee making is not to be taken lightly!

Life Happens

2011-04-14T12:30:00.000-07:00

I just read my last posting...a bit discouraging. It was hard to admit my discouragement. Everyone find themselves wrestling with sad times, hard times, discouraging times, I am no different. My last entry, written at the end of 2010, pointed out the trial we face and have faced for 6 years...our life in "the box". We are still in it, approaching our official 6 year mark, but our spirits are high with a new goal....out by June.

Everything in life goes through changes, tweaks here and there. No one is immune. Some changes are good! The good changes bring a smile and we think, "Man, why didn't I do that sooner!" With the good always seems to be the "bad", the least desirable. Learning how to take those changes and smile through them is quite a trick! It takes courage and endurance, a hopeful attitude and focus on God to see ourselves through those times. I just looked at the title of my blog. I started writing this blog quite some time ago and my intent was to have some silly, some politics, and friendly banter...much like people might do on a coffee break. What I have today is not what my first intentions were, but it is all just me and my thoughts. It changed...for better or worse? Makes no difference to me....it just is.

My thinking today centers around being content...looking around my surroundings and smiling, being content that I have what I have and that there is love in my home. I have hope and peace. I have joy. I have a husband that works hard to care for his family and to make sure I know he loves me. I have a son that strives to do well in all he attempts. He makes me so proud everyday, sometimes, I think I will explode from the joy I have in watching him! It is quite a wonderful gift!!

So, even thought we are still within our trial of Da Cabin, we are fine. We press on and we love each other. We have friends and family that hold us high in prayer and support us. We find laughter and peace. Taking the trials of life and walking through them with your head held high, your heart and mind open to love and joy and with your focus on the Almighty and Wonderful God that created us and saved us from ourselves, you cannot go wrong! Live life and love....oh, and don't forget to sip on coffee throughout your day! Coffee makes any trial more bearable and the good times ever better!!

It's been awhile...

2010-11-08T18:57:00.000-08:00

Months have flown by and I have taken a hiatus from the blogging. I suppose because nothing new ever seems to happen...not much to write about. No one reads this anyway, so, you probably haven't noticed I was gone!! HA!

I have felt much discouragement these last few months. We are entering our 6th winter in Da Cabin and I am not handling it very well. This adventure was supposed to be for 6 months to a year as we climbed out of the hole and bettered our circumstances. The hole still exists, but we have made some progress. At least the dirt isn't filling back in on us as fast these days. When the sole breadwinner loses his job, his career of almost 20 years, things get a little scary. Scary really isn't the best word to choose...through all of this, we haven't really been scared. With God on your team there is no fear. But...there can be frustrations and a little stress, try as you might to not feel those things. The trailer is tiny, getting smaller by the day with a growing teenager! But, we have plenty of room, really, and we have enough to give us comfort. We have close and dear friends that see us through it all, rejoicing in the good times and crying with us during the bad. Family is supportive and encouraging, so, really, life is good.

So, why do I suffer from discouragement? Why do I feel dread creeping upon me as the days get shorter and the rains begin to fall? I want to be happy, to rejoice and be glad! I want that very much. But I don't feel it. I look at my little box and sigh, "I am done." Years of "dealing with it" and "making due" and "being patient" are taking their toll on my psyche. You might be thinking that I need to just have faith, God is preparing something better for us. I know that...really, I do. I am patient and even if we are still enduring through this winter, I'll be okay. I have just reached the end of my rope. There are always things to fix, things to cover up to keep dry, leaks that come from nowhere and, well, just the insanity of trailer park living! It gets old. I must be getting old too.

Our new goal was to get out of the trailer by Christmas. So far, we haven't made headway. Christmas is approaching and we are still here, in the box, getting ready for the winter. I started applying for work and have had nothing happen. It is getting harder to smile and press on. Harder, but nothing is impossible with God! I turn to him with my pleas and my frustrations. He knows...He already knows.

Our pastor did a sermon a few weeks ago on "worry"; we are not to worry, for that is what the ungodly do. God tells us that e has His best in mind for us. He wants us to succeed, to be happy, to thrive, to be glad. He doesn't want us to worry! He tells us that if He will take care of the birds and the fields, why should we worry. I agree with that, but, at the same time, stress is so huge in life! I think I do pretty well with handling it all. I can let things roll off my back and not worry most of the time. I have learned to do that. I have strong faith and that carries me. But, even so, as time goes along and more and more heaps upon my life, I stress and worry about "fixing" it. Jesus wants us to rely upon Him and His strength. I am always working at being better at that.

So, if you are reading this, one of the very few who know Suzy has a blog, please pray for me. Pray that I might hold strong, even IF we do not get out of the trailer this winter. I want to have a home so badly, but, if the answer is, "WAIT SOME MORE", pray that I can do so with a smile on my face. I appreciate that.

News Flash!!! The Mystery is Solved!

2010-07-18T22:38:00.000-07:00

The scientists have finally caught up! As hard as they try to ignore it or desire that it is not so, Creation wins! Are you wondering what I am talking about??? Why, the answer to that age old question...."Which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

Here is an article on it...
http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/2010/07/14/2010-07-14_which_came_first_the_chicken_or_the_egg_the_chicken_researchers_say.html

I absolutely love it when scientists have to finally agree with Creation! It must be painful for many of them. Try as they might to get rid of all traces of God, creation...Christianity in general, things happen to bring them to the truth. I love it!

Perhaps, we will stop hearing that stupid question...

Thank you, Lord, for cute little chickens and the eggs they lay!

Arizona

2010-05-08T12:20:00.000-07:00

As I sip my mug of Sumatra this morning, I checked out one of my favorite news sites, The Drudge Report. There is never any good news anymore...these are such strange times. The changes promised during the election are certainly happening, but are they what people thought they would be? Are they what were hoped for? I am sure there a select few that are pleased, perhaps even gleeful of the chaos that change has brought to our beloved country. For those that are in that group...shame on you! Shame on you for causing the hatred to swell and for the devastation you have started. For the majority of the people living in America, times have deteriorated faster than anyone ever imagined. Oh, I am not naive to think that ALL of these problems are the result of the current administration. There have been years of corruption, years of deceit and evil planning that have steered our course to the path we are on today. What seems different to me now, is the level of evil; the blatant disregard for "the rules". Even our constitution, the very document that has been the foundation for us all, seems to be viewed by current leaders as worthless. Maybe they think it is an outdated parchment that should be tossed out and rewritten. Nothing would surprise me anymore.

My heart is heavy as I read about the rantings in Arizona over the new law signed into action a couple of weeks ago. The Governor, Jan Brewer, took a stand. She and the Arizona lawmakers took a stand and passed a law that would give authorities permission to check a person's immigration status. And for that, they have been demonized, ridiculed and our own president is determined to take them down and get the law repealed. WHY!?? How strange is it that our federal government wants to keep things as they are...with illegal after illegal alien entering our country. They do not want these aliens to be challenged, to have to prove that they are a legal citizen. What has happened to the thinking? Why is it okay? What about the crime that they bring with them?

I do not believe that the lawmakers in AZ passed this new law to rise against people because of their skin color, or because they are Latino. Being Mexican does not make one a crook or a horrible person. It is a law that targets criminal behavior...breaking the law. Every country has laws regulating citizenship and the responsibilities that go with that. There are a set of rules that must be followed to visit another country, to work or go to school in another country and even others that regulate moving to that country. Every country has these laws! When I visited Europe in the 80's it was very strict and we had to make sure that we ALWAYS...ALWAYS had our passport and Visa's on our person. My father was in the Navy and we lived in Spain. We had to have ID with us ALWAYS, especially while off the base. It is a common, understood and accepted fact in EVERY COUNTRY....except ours, I guess. At this time, if a person wants to travel to Mexico or Canada, they must have a passport. I think of all the people north, near the Canadian border and the headaches that has created! People from both sides of the border traveled freely to visit, shop, whatever. Now, that is more difficult. Frustrating? Sure, but it is just one of those things you put up with...it is acceptable. Acceptable if you are not Mexican or or Latino decent. I can be stopped at the border and be required to show documents, but Mexicans coming through farms in Arizona, toting guns and drugs for sale have free reign...so we don't offend them.

A huge part of my family is Mexican. I love them all. I do not have a problem with a person being Mexican. I have a problem with people breaking the law, thinking they do not have to follow the rules and then expecting to have special favors because they "are here now and need help." I have a problem with people, regardless of where they are from, coming to the United States of America and expecting to be catered to; to have the language changed on everything so they don't have to learn English; to have the ballots written in their language; to have holidays created to match the holidays they used to have in their home country. I have a problem with those things.

Video of President Making Fun of Arizona Situation.

The law passed in Arizona does not allow for authorities to stop people because of their skin color or if they are eating a taco. It is merely allowing the enforcement of laws already in place, both federally and in the state. Our president is leading the charge on the demonizing and hatred of those that are trying to do what is best for Arizona citizens. He has a whole slew of followers that are doing the same, creating the chaos and uprising. It will be their actions that spark what I believe is the next Civil War. Change? Oh, it is coming!!!

People like to joke about our president being "The Messiah" or "The Chosen One"...I have news....President Obama is NOT the Messiah! Jesus Christ is and always be the Messiah and whoa to those that create the chaos, the unrest, the evil climate!!! The real Messiah is coming back!!!

Be Still....

2010-03-12T16:59:00.000-08:00

Like a ton of bricks something hit me today! God is always with us! ALWAYS! He tells us that he is always and forever there with us, walking with us though all trials, all celebrations, all things...big or small. Okay, that is not news. I have known that. But, have I really?? Let me explain...

This morning, I was reading an email from a friend who is going through a heart-breaking trial this week. Her family is in the midst of something big, life-changing and my heart aches for them. She sends daily emails to people, offering wisdom, encouragement, humor and a reminder to trust in God and His ways. God placed this friend in my life at the right time, a time when I needed encouragement. (Don't you love that about Him! Always knowing when we need a little push or another hand to pull us up from a fall. ) Her words have touched me numerous times, but on this morning, there was something different, a strength and power whirling about the message in my inbox. I suppose, knowing that she is facing such obstacles gave her words more weight. As I read the message, something cleared in my mind, almost as dramatic as when clouds roll away and expose the blue and sunny sky hidden during the storm.

Here is what she said:

But, sometimes the nearness of His presence is not always felt. There are times when it seems as though the Lord is no where to be found. We cry out, and there is no answer. We seek desperately for some token, and find none. Yet He is still there. And often we do not realize it until after that season of silence has passed.

Hebrews 13:5, in the Amplified Bible says:

Let your character or moral disposition be free from love of money [including greed, avarice, lust, and craving for earthly possessions] and be satisfied with your present [circumstances and with what you have]; for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down (relax My hold on you)! [Assuredly not!]

So, here is where the bricks began to fall...

I have had so many times where I have felt, rather, have NOT felt that God is with me. The dreariness of some trials would creep in and trick my brain into thinking, "You are alone in this one!" I would believe it, sometimes, because, let's face it, there are trials in this world that can shake the foundation. Trials that seem to be too much, too hard to face and seemingly endless! My mind would tell my heart that God IS there...that He is always there, but my heart would say..."Then, why, do I feel alone?" So, today, as I read my friends email it occurred to me. God has always been there with me, always, never drifting away for even a moment and that is why I got through it. That is why, it took some time after the pain subsided before I even recognized it was gone. He paved the way. He provided the numbing agent that lessened the pain. Imagine how much it would have hurt if Jesus had forsaken me!!! Yes, the trials are hard to endure! Yes, we have pain! Yes, it often feels like everything has crashed in upon us! But, now I see that when I do feel the world crumbling around me, Jesus is always right there protecting me from the pain that might have been, pain that he understands better than anyone. I am not immune from trials and hardships, but my Lord Jesus is with me, making sure I get through it all.

That truth became more real to me today than ever before. I have always knew it, but today, I feel it. I feel His hand upon me as I pay the bills, make dinner, pray for others, and plan for tomorrow. I feel my Lord near me more dearly and completely than ever before. Here I am, about to turn forty-seven next month and I feel like I did when I was 15 1/2 years old, standing in the rain at Woodleaf Camp, asking Jesus to wash my sins away...to save me from sin and the evils of this world. He did that! Anything that I have faced thus far is nothing, nothing, NOTHING, compared to what it might have been if He had never taken a hold of me.

Looking again to the Amplified Bible, Psalm 46:10 says:

Let be and be still, and know (recognize and understand) that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations! I will be exalted in the earth!

A New Journey

2010-03-03T11:59:00.000-08:00

Okay, with a fresh pot of coffee beside me I feel motivated to update my blog. I have been blog silent for awhile. I think because I have been a bit blue, a little gloomy. That is no way to spend your days, I know, but, every so often, the dreary waves wash over our little corner of the world. I recognize it, deal with it, and move on. It is time to get over myself and the trials of life.

Last week, I was pointed to a blog, by the dearest of friends. In my search for a new journey, this blog spoke to me. Simple, not rocket science...the blog, http://www.betterbodiesforjesus.blogspot.com, is a plan to develop better habits in eating, exercising, and all that makes up overall health. If we are healthy, we can better serve Jesus. The blog owner has developed a plan that is not hard to follow, makes sense and rewards the participant for their efforts and successes! It is a good thing. It comes to me at a time when I am seeking a new "me", a new way of living and thinking. I have become stagnant and it is not conducive to healthy blooming! Here I am, approaching another birthday (somewhere over 40 and under 50) and I do nothing. We are still living in a trailer, still broke most of the time and now, I have a fatty liver! This is not good. Changes have to be made.

Changes come only when we get busy and, as a wonderful friend once told me, only when we S-T-A-R-T!! The starting is, perhaps, the hardest part of the whole process. So, I am starting. I am looking forward and stopping my pity party that I have been hosting for the last few months. I want to have more energy, and drop some pounds. I would love to get off of the High Blood Pressure meds and put my liver on a diet. I would love to feel refreshed, instead of washed out most of the time. It can be done! It is attainable! I can have better health! I will have these things.

As I move along my journey, I will blog some of the progress here. That will be a good motivator for me as well. I am encouraged and excited to change. I usually work hard at NOT changing, because it is easier to stay with the familiar. I cannot live with the familiar anymore.

May you have a glorious day!

Fair, Fat and Forty

2010-02-12T02:14:00.000-08:00

How many of you are familiar with the saying, "Fit, Fat and Forty"? It is not a very pleasant referral of a person, is it? I don't think it is. What does it mean? There is a wives tale that says women who are fair skinned, in their forties and overweight will develop gallbladder disease, or gall stones. I told you is isn't pleasant! This week, during a routine physical, my blood work indicated that my liver has "issues". My ears perked up at that! What?? A problem with my liver...not something I expected at all. My doctor decided to order an ultrasound to see if I have gall stones or if I just had a Fatty Liver.

A Fatty what?? I have been overweight for as long as I can remember....now my liver is fat!?! Not good.

After looking at my insides on the ultrasound, and waiting a few hours, the diagnosis came back...no stones, just a fatty liver. Good that no surgery was to be had, but still not a good thing to have. I watch "The Biggest Loser", I know what that means! Lose weight!!! Change your life!!!

So, again, I am entering another quest to lose the flab. It is a battle I have faced so many times and have had less successes than defeats, but I will persevere! I will battle it again and have a new determination. This Fair, fat and forty-something woman needs to get some gumption and make a huge change.

2010-01-08T23:59:00.000-08:00

It is a NEW YEAR! A new decade!! Too weird...2010. I have been trying to come up with a key slogan for this new year and nothing meets with my approval, so far. I have been thinking of what I would like to accomplish this year...it is the same list that I had last year and the year before that and so on....when will I actually DO what is on that list?

Let's see....
1) lose weight....been on my list since I was 13 years old.
2) exercise more...also on my list since my teens
3) Get more organized....huh, a trend, except this goal has only been on the list since 1995
4) Get out of DaCabin and move into a house...been on the list since 2005
5) Write a book...hmmm....since I was about 17 I have had that on the list
Is there anything...ANYTHING new on my list?
6) Learn to make stop motion videos...that's new!
7) Get a concealed weapons permit and join a gun club....that is definitely a new goal!!
8) Travel to a new state
9) Get debt free
10) Learn to make 10 new recipes before December!
11) See my sister get married...I hope, I hope, I hope!!

There...some old goals and a few new goals for 2010. I am nearing 50 (well, in a few years I will be 50), so I can't be a totally changed woman, but I can make things better and more improved. I like who I am and what I do. But I need some changes to edge out the boredom that creeps in every so often, know what I mean!?!
The old goals...maybe they have just sat there, waiting, aging, like a fine wine. Maybe now is the season for completion...you just never know.

This new year will see some big changes, I think. There is something looming, something big that I feel will happen. I get the sense that we need to be prepared and ready to act....what will it be? I have no idea. But God tells us to watch and be prepared. Changes are afoot. Trusting and watching are what I plan to do.

May you figure out your goals and find a way to complete them...Happy New Year!!!!

Counting Blessings

2009-12-01T11:50:00.000-08:00

What a beautiful day it is today! As I sip this delicious cup of coffee I am feeling blessed. There is upheaval around me, times of trial, but, right now, this coffee is delicious. I wonder, is that what God meant when He told us to live for today, rejoice and be glad in THIS day? I think so.

Fear has a way of sneaking into our minds and causing us to do crazy things; fear of mounting bills, fear of failure, fear of looking silly, whatever it is. God also tells us that in Him, there is no fear. Over and over, God tells us to not fear, to be faithful and look to Him for our safety and security. So, why then does this sneaky little fear creep back into our minds and hearts, with a whisper that we cling to all too often? It puzzles me.

I remember, as a child, in my grama and grampa's house, there was a looooong, daaaaark hallway. It led from the living room to the bathroom and bedrooms. The wooden floors were perfect for sliding during the day, but, at night, in the dark, it was a long walk of fear for me. I remember that most of the time, there was no bulb in the light in the hallway. You had to walk, or run, to get to the switch in the bathroom or

bedrooms. I can remember holding my breath as I slowly walked down the hall, in the dark. What was I afraid of? Silly, isn't it! As an adult I can see that, but as a young child, the fear was real. I would panic until the light came on, every time. I wish Grama still owned that house, so I could march down that hallway, fearless, and confident as an adult and child of God.

I think of those days as I try to make sense of the daily fears that try to knock us down. I think it is the same thing. To fear the dark, knowing there is no real danger there, and to fear the bills, knowing that somehow, some way, they will be paid. God promises us He will care for us. He cares for all of His living creations. When we get so high and mighty to think that we have the control, I believe we allow the whispers of fear to invade our thoughts. It is no way to live...no way to enjoy the day, THIS day that the Lord has made. To dwell upon those things that bring us down makes it hard to hear the whispers of love that God endlessly offers to us.

Our home is small, but I am thankful.

The rent and car payment is made, and I am thankful.

We have a pantry full and two tiny fridges stacked with food, and I am thankful.

We have family and friends that love us and lift us when we are down, and I am thankful.

My husband has his health and desire to work, and I am thankful.

God's mercy and grace abounds in our lives and I am exceedingly, overwhelmingly thankful.

I have a coffee pot, a broken, but still functioning grinder, and coffee beans and I am oh so thankful!

Take some times today, to set aside your fears and concerns. Leave the planning and worrying for awhile. Pour some coffee and look at all you have, material and otherwise, and let yourself appreciate and be thankful. Don't let fear steal those moments. The Prince of Darkness loves to watch us sweat as we dwell on what MIGHT happen and he will keep you trembling in the hallway if you let him.

Mark 4:40 But He said to them, "Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?

Rough Waters

2009-11-12T12:03:00.000-08:00

Life throws some interesting curves to us all. God tells us to rejoice in Him during the good AND the bad, through pleasant times as well as during the dark trials. I never have a problem smiling through the good times! Not a problem then! It is when the tough times roll in, like waves in a gray and stormy sea, that my smile begins to fade.

I absolutely love swimming in the ocean. It is one of my favorite things to do. I head out to where I can barely touch and jump over the waves or sometimes decide to jump in and ride the wall of salty water to the beach, tumbling and trying to stay aware of where I am. It is so much fun! Even if I scrape my knees in the sand a bit I will head right back out, looking for more. This past summer, at Huntington Beach, the waves were high! They were angry and pounding, making it hard to float over them without getting dunked a bit. Riding them to shore was difficult too, because there was no gentle tumbling, it was brutal! I still did it and the smile on my face lasted for a long time, despite the wear and tear on my body. My head pounded and my knee had trickles of salty blood running down my leg. I stayed in until I was finally beaten and I could not take anymore. The smile I started with had faded and I retreated to safe ground, and a comfy chair under an umbrella. Rest was sweet and it brought the smile back and I forgot all about the pounding surf.

Trials in life make me think of that day at the beach. I can handle a lot and I can stay cheerful and hopeful as I climb right back in there for another go. Every so often, though, my smile wanes and my cheer drops and I look for a shady place to rest. I grow weary of the pounding and the arrows of doubt that pierce through my weakened armor. It takes a lot to get me to feel lost like that. Just like experience in the ocean tells me how to stay afloat and when to come in for rest, the many trials of life teach me to retreat a bit, rest, find nourishment and strengthen my armor. God is the rest we need. Jesus provides the nourishment and the peace that fuels our soul. When trials are tossing and the arrows are flying, we need a shady place to seek refuge. Realizing we need that rest will save us from losing ourselves in tough times.

This week, my husband lost his job. Five of the last 6 jobs he has had have resulted in a lay-off. It is a lot to take, but, at the same time, we know that there are many, many people that are in the same boat, rather, in the same raging sea. Times are changing and things are not secure. We are again trying to stay afloat and the smiles are fading. Looking for my shady place and wiping the sand from my knees I remember this...

Psalm 23

The LORD is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside quiet waters.
He restores my soul;
He guides me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil, for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You have anointed my head with oil;
My cup overflows.
Surely goodness and lovingkindness will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.

Always Be Prepared

2009-10-26T20:30:00.000-07:00

Have you ever given any thought to how you would survive a disaster, natural or otherwise? Would your family have to scramble for help or would you rest assured that your needs would be met, at least for awhile? Would you be able to survive 72 hours? Would you have enough coffee beans? A coffee pot? A grinder? Cash to get more if you run out? These are important questions here and we all must give some thought to it.

The idea has been on my mind lately and I am in the midst of research. Given the unstable "feel" to the world, I think I need to prepare. I remember,

thinking back to Y2K and the hype that we endured for so long. Remember that? Doom and Gloom and panic could be heard from so many,in the media, from friends, the internet....everywhere! There was legitimate concern that was flavored with lots of drama and panic. My husband was in the IT business then ... sigh...back when the money was good...but, I digress.... and he knew that things would not be as dramatic as was predicted. We figured there could be troubles for a few days, but, really, most businesses did what they needed to do to be ready. That was one of my hubby's jobs, making sure his company was Y2K ready. We did some preparing for our family; we had some cash on hand, in case there was a problem with the banks and the ATM machines. We had a pantry full of food, in case there were shortages for a time and we were well stocked with coffee to maintain my sanity. That is about it. We did not jump on the bandwagon of fear like some, but we prepared for some realistic issues that could happen.

I remember that New Year's Eve very well. Our then four year old son was determined to stay up all night with me, but he fell asleep 15 minutes before the countdown. (So cute, but he was mad the next day!) To emphasize how unconcerned we were, about the world ending at midnight, my husband went to bed, early, like, 9:00 pm early, like he does most New Year's Eve's. He doesn't care about staying up till midnight and cheering or partying... never has. We had planned to stay home, because we figured there would be too many crazies out that night and my idea of whooping it up was to work on my quilt...all night! I planned to sew through the night with plenty of fresh coffee, snacks, piles of fabric and my little TV and radio providing entertainment, listening to what the world was doing that night. Yahoo!

I remember standing in my quilting sanctuary, listening to people's disappointment, that the world did not self-destruct at the stroke of midnight. Some were actually disappointed, as they stood in their yards with shotguns, ready to blast warnings to would-be looters, because the media talked about people that would run amok. There were all kinds of people who were relieved and thankful that midnight came and went and nothing happened. It was a crazy time and people's fears were over the top! Coast to Coast radio (I know, I know, a crazy thing to listen to, but I did and I still do sometimes.) had interviews with lots of people, all over the world, following New Year's events and looking for evidence that Y2K was ruining the world. Nothing. The night rolled along, as usual, and I happily stitched and pressed, drank coffee and smiled. It was delightful.

Here we are, almost 10 years later and my mind is wandering to what MIGHT happen in the future. The way things are going, it feels as though there is something brewing and I do not mean coffee! I think, we need to be prepared for whatever it is. Not in a panic, with drama and fear, but, more in a methodical planning. Times are tough! People are losing jobs, houses, and our country's leaders talk about changing things. Lately, I think the changes that are coming are not going to be friendly and people, families, friends.... everyone...should give some thought on how they will survive the coming...whatever it is! Having food, water, medical supplies, warm blankies and a French Press on hand makes sense...don't you think? Families should have what is needed in case something comes about, that would impede our going out for bread and beans. A natural disaster can cut power and water for hours or days! Think of the flooding in Washington State a couple years ago...Interstate 5 was closed for days, which meant no trucks in or out, leading to stores going without shipments. It can happen!

I am making plans to put together kits, some supplies along with plenty of coffee and food to be ready, to have peace of mind! Dried beans and grains, canned goods, MRE's, a supply of water and a way to cook can keep a family way to cook can keep a family few days. The rule of thumb, I have learned, is to have

enough on hand for 72 hours, for each person in your family and maybe a bit extra for people that may be with you when the whatever strikes. If you have a way to do so, put together some supplies that will sustain you for longer,should the need arise. What is the worst that can happen? If the disaster never comes, you just eat up the stores of food and shrug your shoulders. On the other hand, if it does come, you do not have to panic, you will have thought ahead and prepared. It is a win - win situation as far as I can see! While you are gathering your foods and supplies, give some thought about health issues too. Diabetics will need specific supplies, you may need baby formula; antibiotics and water treatment tablets could be very helpful. Have fun planning and talking about what your family will do to survive that whatever that may come.

As a Girl Scout, I learned to "always be prepared"....sage advice, my friends, sage advice!!!

The Rains Have Returned

2009-10-13T17:29:00.000-07:00

"It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring...." and I am pouring another cup of coffee! I have a T-shirt that I bought at Pike Street market in Seattle, home of delicious aromatic coffees, that says, "When it rains, we pour!" I love that!! So, while the blustery weather blusters outside, and my husband is in here snoring, I am drinking my cares away with mug after steaming mug of coffee.

This is the first major storm in our neck of the woods since....oh, last Winter. It doesn't rain much around here, so, it is different to have everything all wet. Today, I like it. I am enjoying the coolness and the damp, earthy smells outside and how clean everything looks. Tomorrow, may be a different story. When living in a trailer, storms are not peaceful. We spend a lot of time checking for leaks, looking for a place to put wet clothes and driving each other mental being holed up! Not pleasant, really. It takes getting used to, and after a few years, we have become pretty good at dealing with it all.

I mentioned the old man, er, uh, I mean my husband is still home. That is a different type of storm, hopefully, one that is quick to pass. Kent was injured on the job a few weeks ago, his back, and has been resting and healing. His doctor cleared him for work, but the company doesn't have enough work for all drivers...so he has not gone back yet. He is supposed to start tomorrow. I am praying that he does. I have loved having my hubby home, but, come on...the man needs to get back to work! I am praying that the slow work for drivers is just a hiccup...another little bump. If he loses this job, we will be facing a storm alright, one that we have weathered before and do not want to repeat. Jobs are too hard to come by! A little rain today is one thing, but a full-blown frog strangler of a storm is another! My man needs to get back in the saddle and bring home some bacon!

So, here I sit, with my cup of coffee, trying to enjoy the rain. I am thankful to be dry. I am thankful for the food and coffee beans in my cupboards. I am thankful for the rain. I am thankful for the internet that brings my sanity, and I am thankful for the storms in life that teach me patience and contentment. Weathering storms, fierce or mild, helps us to understand what peace is and how it feels when all is quiet. God wants the best for us. He is always at watch and in our corner, sheltering us. This storm will pass....

Waiting and Healing Through the Trials

2009-09-06T10:01:00.000-07:00

Rain pouring outside and coffee brewing inside...it's a beautiful thing! We are visiting my mom and grama for a few weeks and it is rejuvenating. I love being here...the comfort of family and the beauty of the NW is good medicine. I wish you could smell the freshness of the air and see the lake across from Mom's house. It is a very small lake, but so beautiful. Several Bald Eagles call the lake home and seeing them swoop from tree to tree thrills me. God's creation in action, right before me, causes me to whisper a "thank you" more often than usual.

As I sip my coffee this morning, I am thinking of trials, my own as well as others. Day to day obstacles that come our way and shake us up. There are long standing trials too, those that seem to never end, never resolve and bring me to tears at times as I wonder when the doors and/or windows will open to free me of the testing. We all have such things to contend with in our lives. Big or small, trials are trials and require us to be strong and wise and, most of all, patient.

Being patient is the hard part for me. I want relief now. I want answers now. I want guidance now. But "now" is not always, almost never, the way things go. We must wait. Answers will come...but first, wait. I have learned in my 40-some years that patience pays off. The more I can silently endure and seek the answers or the resolution to the trial, the more of a blessing there is at the end. God tells is to be patient. He tells us that we will not always know when or how or why, but that in His time, answers will come. I accept that.

I have friends who are going through awful times at the moment. I say awful loosely...the trials they face are awful, but they have support and love around them as they wait. Satan is working overtime to try and ruin relationships and bonds between the family and these times are going to be tough for them. My prayer for them is: "Wait...wait for The Lord as he mends and strengthens and provides." Having been on a similar path, I can feel their pain and, yet, I know that the healing and the blessings will come. These friends are as close to me as any family member and it is hard to see them face these times. Knowing God is carrying them eases my mind.

Another friend of mine has a different trial. She broke her wrist and suffers terrible pain. She has a metal brace, on the outside, screwed into her wrist and arm. It is not a pretty sight, but it is necessary to assist her bone in the healing. Funny about that...as we wait for the good, the blessings, we have to endure the pain and the ugly time of healing. This is a trial my friend deals with at the moment. The end will come and she will be healed. She will get through this just fine, but, right now, life is tough and she hurts. Thankfully, Jesus is ever near to comfort my friend as she endures.

My mom just had surgery. She has had cancer three times in her 60-some years and is still here today, lighting up the lives of many and making people laugh and thank God they know her. Mom is an amazing woman. Everyone who knows her loves her and I thank God all the time that I am her daughter. Ten years ago, Mom had a mastectomy and that was a tough trial for her. More of a trial has been the waiting and wondering if the miserable cancer would return. She and her doctor decided to remove the other breast, as a preventative move, because of Mom's history. It was a decision Mom made in an effort to ease her mind and have less to worry about down the road. Surgery went well and without problems, but a few hours later, a clot developed and Mom went back to surgery. It was a bit unnerving to see her go back in, but it had to be done. Hours later, the surgeon told us she was fine and all was well, and Mom was awake and smiling. A couple days ago, the doctor's office called to say that they found cancer in the breast, small and non-invasive, but it was there. Shock! That was news we did not expect to hear! But in that moment after the shock...tears and joy that Mom followed her heart and the nudging of The Holy Spirit to have the surgery. Through this time of healing, there is pain and there is joy.

My grama is 90-some years old and she has a tough time daily. Walking takes a lot out of her, so she spends most of her time in her wheelchair. She tells me that in her mind, she can do everything, lickity-split, but her body will not cooperate. She has so many pains and everything is a chore, but she does it. She gets through it with a smile. My grama inspires me.

I think of these things, and the special people in my life often. It gives me perspective. My own little family's trials have been tough to deal with and, at times, there is little patience, but we endure and we get through it. Through it all, God has kept us from disaster and our relationship with each other has grown stronger. Satan has tried to ruin us and to break our spirit, but it hasn't happened. Our faith is greater than that. The trials we have faced, have given us strength...to handle new trials, I suppose.

God tells us to be patient and comforted and to be thankful for the good AND the bad times. Even when we cannot see God or "feel" His presence, we can rest in the knowing that He is always, always at our side with His hand keeping us from harm. Isn't that Good News!

So, as you battle the trials in your day, take a moment to breathe and reflect. Pause and thank God for the good times as well as the tough times. He is near you, He cares, and He is waiting for you to trust Him. Allow the healing to bring the blessing.

Gearing Up For Another Year of School

2009-08-02T12:25:00.000-07:00

So, high school begins soon. Wow...what a journey we have been on all of these years. I remember stressing when Bryan was four that he wasn't reading yet. Here we are, the first year of high school, and I am feeling a bit of shock! Yikes! Although, not really...we know what we are doing and we have a system that is working. It is just that there are so many areas we need to make sure we cover! And then there is the record keeping, which, up till now, has not been a big deal. It will be a good year, exciting to have my baby in 9th grade and preparing for his future. Homeschooling ain't for whimps!!!

Life is so good....I am a very blessed woman!

July...a month of Fun

2009-07-30T11:32:00.000-07:00

Hey, it has been awhile...grab a mug of fresh coffee and sit a spell. It is time to catch up.

We are almost out of July! Where did the time go? I love this month....so many summertime events, lots of grilling, hot temps that make jumping into the water oh so delicious!! It is a great time of the year.

Do you have a Facebook? If not, you are one of the few! What a wonderful thing it is for keeping track of family and friends and re-connecting with those that have drifted out of our lives. I love it...and I am hooked on it! My mornings are not complete until I tune in to catch a glimpse of friends and family, from just down the road to across this most wonderful country, even across the ocean in Okinawa. It is a

good thing.

More coffee??

I did something this month that I have not done in a very, very long time! I went on a trip, without the boy and husband...all by myself! I spent a week with wonderful friends from my college days...way back when. Galka and Fimka were in my Russian classes and we were on the Russia trip together. What a blast! The good ole days. It was nice to reminisce and talk about it all. They have great kids too. Spencer and Natasha are wonderful, bright, passionate, and just great to be around, like their mom and dad. Since they love quilting and I love quilting , we planned an adventure together...the Southern California Quilt Run 2009!!! 42 shops in 4 days, from Lancaster, CA down to Chula Vista, which was just a few miles from the border. We went east as well, to the mountains, near Lake Arrowhead. What a blast...coffee, candy, diet coke, french fries, fabric, laughter...what does that spell? FUN! There was a passport to get stamped at each store, which, in the end gets turned in as an entry for drawings...several drawings that offered trips, fabric, quilting tools...all kinds of goodies. At the last store, the one in Redondo Beach, they rang a bell for us as we finished. Hurray! Eight days are allowed for the adventure and we conquered it in four. I forsee another trip next year...by the way, I didn't win anything.

Here is my dream machine...the Cadillac of long arm machines....a Gammill for oh, well, a mere $8-10,000...not too much!!! I am trying to figure out how this baby can fit in Da Cabin...any ideas??

There were so many cute shops...I have really missed this part of my life. The hunting for fabric, the buying of that fabric and then the whole process of creating a quilt to pass on to someone...and then do it all over again!

There is just something about being able to cut it all up, piece it back together and....makes me giddy! Fabric...fabric....need....more......fabric!!!!!

On the last day of my trip, we went to Huntington Beach...that was a blast as well. I am drawn to the water and the ocean is my first choice for swimming! It cannot be beaten!! I am a fortunate soul and have had many opportunities in my life to do amazing things. When I was very young, we lived in Southern Spain . My parents took us to the beach often, places, like, Tarifa, which is directly across from the northern tip of Africa; Trafalgar Beach, Puerto de Santa Maria and of course, Rota, which is where the Naval Station is located. What memories!! While traveling Eastern Europe in my college days, we stayed in a hotel very near to the beach in Sochi, Russia, right on the Black Sea! Now THAT is a fabulous memory! How many Americans can say they have done that?? My dad lived in Florida for many years, so we experienced the Gulf of Mexico, down near Sarasota and that was warm! Like a bathtub! Now I can add the Pacific Ocean to my list. It was wonderful to taste the salwater again! I have missed it. Funny, that it took until now to get to a beach in Southern California. My eyes burned....whoooo baby, did they burn! It was a good thing that day, a monumental good thing!

Well...I guess I had a lot to say. My mug is dry again and I imagine you are ready to move along, so I shall end my trip down memory lane. Take care and come back...I enjoy chatting over coffee.

Star Spangled Banner video

2009-07-05T16:34:00.000-07:00

Fourth of July

2009-07-05T14:45:00.000-07:00

I am a day late in wishing Happy American thoughts to you...but, the sentiment is the same!!

Yesterday, we had a quiet celebration of freedom. We live far from family and can't always get together like we wish, but we manage to find fun wherever we go. Hubby got a new grill for Father's Day, so we did what most red-blooded American families like to do on the 4th...we grilled! It was delicious too! I was fortunate to find a fantastic deal on Filet Mignon, the whole tenderloin!! What a treat! We prayed that we wouldn't mess up the Cadillac of meats, and, if I do say so myself, we did good. I wrapped the thing with bacon, tied it up and tossed onto the hot grill. I wish I could have video taped the three of us standing there, eyeing the sizzling hunk of meat, so excited to taste it. It must have been a funny sight.

Then, for fun we grilled some pineapple, added some scampi-style jumbo shrimp and potato salad and lookie there...you've got yourself a feast!

It is always best, in my opinion, to share holidays in grand style, with family and friends. But sometimes, that doesn't work out and you do the best you can with what you have! I am thankful and blessed to have my husband and son, 2 wonderful guys that make me smile!!!

Independence Day is one of my favorite holidays. It is in the summer..I like summer; it involves getting together and having fun and grilling...I like that; and it is a day when Americans come together and fly the flag, celebrate freedom, and take their hats off to those that are on the front lines, fighting for our freedoms. It is a feel good day! ....and I most definitely like that!!!

As I thought about that yesterday, I wondered what the 4th of July will look like a year from now, 3 years from now...shoot, 10 years from now. What freedoms will we still have? What liberties will we be able to claim as ours as Americans? I have no idea. Things are changing so fast and our country has a different agenda than what most of us are familiar with. We heard the chanting of "Yes We Can" and "Change" during the campaigning. Who dreamed that the changes would involve moving our country to a new level...not a level above, but one that slides backward. A level that removes liberties and freedoms outlined in the Declaration of Independence. Ron Paul said in a video over the weekend that people that stand for those liberties today are in danger of being labled a threat to the government. Interesting; those who stood for those words all those years ago, were considered Patriots, lovers of freedom and the country they called home, America. The Declaration of Independence was written by Thomas Jefferson and was agreed upon by the many men in leadership, who gave the signature under the threat of losing their lives. Those brave men fought for our independence. Today's government is doing the opposite...they seem eager to "change" all that is right to a new system that will make us a part of everyone else...a new way...a new kind of government. They are working overtime to make our country, thus our people, dependant upon others for foods, energy, labor, money...if they have their way...everything! How long before we have lost our standing as an "independent" nation?

These were my thoughts yesterday. I pondered these things, but it did not take away my joy! There is much to be joyful about...always...daily!!! Staying mindful of the changes and the threats is wise, but letting THEM control me is not going to happen. God is in control of all things, good and bad, and I am extremely thankful for His provision and protection!!!

Hmmm.....how did I go from yummy food and happy to the downer at the end? Brains are funny things.

Laugh Your Socks Off

2009-07-02T00:19:00.000-07:00

Okay, a show of hands here...who can resist a good belly laugh? How many of you out there hasn't felt better after a good laugh, one that makes everything hurt so good and cause tears to roll? I would be surprised if anyone raised their hands.

Laughter is the best. It is the one bit of medicine that I am addicted to and crave daily. I love being around people that laugh and make me laugh! I remember my sister, Sammy, would make me laugh so hard I couldn't stop! I could not stop and it my sides would ache. I loved it! She is a hilarious woman, always has been. My mom is like that too. She will pop off with something and get everyone laughing. Come to think of it, everyone in my family is hilarious and we all love to laugh. It's wonderful!

I was reading about laughter and the benefits it has on our bodies and our minds. One huge fact is that laughter is the best for relieving stress and conflict. A good laugh can ease the tension! Here are some more facts:

Laughter relaxes the body and can leave your body relaxed up to 45 minutes afterward.
Laughter boosts the immune system by decreasing stress hormones and increasing immunity cells and infection-fighting antibodies. That means a good laugh can help you fight off disease!
Endorphines are realeased during laughter. These are the feel-good chemicals in our bodies that promote well-being and they can even help relieve pain.
Laughter protects the heart! It improves the function of blood vessels and increases blood flow. That sounds to me like it would help you avoid heart attacks and other cardio troubles!!
Humor keeps us connected to others, adds zest to our lives, keeps us focused and alert and lightens our burdens.

Those are a few facts I found about laughter and humor. Sounds great doesn't it! Cheap medicine that feels good and is always at hand. I try to indulge daily, as many times as possible!!

There are many ways you can add laughter to your days...especially on those days when you don't "feel" like laughing, which, come on....isn't that when you need the medicine the most?!? Here are some ideas:

First off..smile...you are more like to find fun in life when you have a smile on your face. A gloomy outlook usually comes with a frown. (Note...that is my own deduction, not a scientific fact.)
Another good thing to do, is to count your blessings...think of all the things you are thankful for. Anything and everything is a blessing....the roof over your head, the meals on your table, the clothes on your body, loved ones, a car that runs, a job, a nice cold drink. How about our health; being able to walk, hang on to things, speak, see the TV...all of these things. We need to stop taking life for granted and be thankful for ALL we have and experience!! Doing this keeps our minds off the burdens we carry and the stress of life that beats us down. That, in turn, makes it easier to find laughter and humor.
Hang around people that are funny; people that make you laugh and find you funny as well!! We need to take things less seriously at times, and be able to laugh at ourselves and at the craziness of life. It is such a gift to find people that laugh and make others laugh at even the slightest thing....love it!
Try asking people "What is the funniest thing that happened to you this week?" Most people love to share those things and what fun to go around the room/table and listen to the stories and the laughs!

Nowadays, the person that makes me laugh myself to tears is Shirley. That woman is hilarious!! The other day I sent her an email about some software to make our homeschool record keeping a bit easier. I thought it was a neat deal, not too expensive at $39, and I thought she might be interested. I asked her, in the email, "What do you think about this?" I was not expecting the response she sent back to me..."$39...Who am I? Lee Iacocca?" Her email made me laugh so hard I nearly dropped my laptop and pee my pants! I still crack up when I think of it. That is what I am talking about! Humor and good laughs....fun...friends and family that join in the fun! I hope you have people in your life that you can chuckle with...if not...FIND SOME!

2009-06-23T19:27:00.000-07:00

Okay, coffee in hand, a bowl of ice cream next to me...I am ready. I haven't been on the blog so much. I do that...fade in and fade out. It is not a big deal, I guess, I mean, it isn't like zillions of people are checking in to see what I am writing. Yeah, I wish!! But, today, my best friend made it clear..."UPDATE the blog!!" OKay....here I am....

It is summertime and that brings busy. A good kind of busy, though!! Getting together with friends, making travel plans, picnics, grilling, good times.

I have a Sam report, but, alas, I have no new pictures to share. Wait, there is this picture, not new, but sweet. This is Alexis holding her baby brother....she passes the torch as the baby of the family. Alexis no longer can claim that title.

Sam is doing well. He gained 13 ounces in 13 days!!! He is doing well and eating is his favorite job. Things were slow in the beginning, as he some "latching on" complications. But, the boy has learned and he lets the world know when his belly is empty! It is a good thing, a monumental good thing. Sam is five weeks old and getting cuter and cuter! I absolutely love being a part of his life and nothing compares to holding and sniffing a baby!! Know what I mean!!! Shirley is the best of moms and she has things under control, but she pretends to need help every so often, so that I can swoop in and coddle the boy. I am known as the "child coddler" and I do not take my title lightly! It is fun to watch Sam's daddy, Michael. He is as giddy as giddy can be when he is around his boy! It is another good thing.

Our garden is doing very well, and I love watching my peppers grow! Here are some new pictures....makes you want to bite into those Inferno peppers, doesn't it!! Not yet!

Jalapenos...always a favorite!!

Infernos...supposedly, they are HOT! we shall see.

Early Girl tomatoes...there are soooo many!

Purple Bell Peppers...well, they will be.

So, that is it for today. I feel very blessed.

School's Out

2009-06-06T09:22:00.000-07:00

As I sip my coffee this morning, I am remembering what this time of year was like for me as a child. It was always exciting going to school those last few days...the parties, the light work meant to keep us busy for a few hours, the news that, yes, you made it to the next grade!! Wahoo!! Best of all, though, was the ride home on the bus on that last day. I can remember everyone singing, "School's Out", by Alice Cooper. Cupcakes that were supposed to be for mom ended up smashed on the floor, making it a slippery mess everywhere. The mean boys in the back, full of all sorts of boldness in their sugar-induced frenzy hogged the seats and threatened everyone if they dared to touch those seats. And then, as the bus driver reached that final straw, would pull over and march the aisle, praying he would not slip on the cupcake frosting, and yell at the top of his lungs! We would have our final lecture of the school year...good times!

Those were fun times, at times. Now, though, I look back and think about the bratty behavior, the lack of consideration we all had, and it makes me wince. Those good times were really just plain naughty times and it was the norm. That poor bus driver. The stress he must have had! I wonder how many Motrins he had to eat throughout the week. I wonder if the bus rides are the same today.

Being homeschoolers, the end of the year is a much different picture for my son and his friends. The biggest excitement for Bryan was working hard to finish his Algebra book 2 days early, before the last day of school! Next to that, I think, was the morning I said, Rejoice my son!! You are done with the 8th grade!!" Wahoooo!! There was rejoicing over here!! Our friend's experience was similar...one morning they woke up to learn..."You are done! Finished! Summer is here!!"

Does that sound low key? Boring? Maybe so, but you wouldn't know it buy the looks of glee on our children's faces! The pool was waiting, the swim suits were on, and playtime has become the rule of the day! The happy group consists of kids in the 6 grade and up to the 11th grade! The joy I see matches the joy I remember feeling on that bus, minus the roughhousing and disrespectful behavior. I love it.

Now that summer has rolled around, we are relaxing a bit. My baby will be in HIGH SCHOOL in the fall. That is a bit overwhelming, but exciting too. I can't wait for the challenge. Bryan has a goal and has decided to keep working on learning Russian throughout the summer break. He is thinking forward to the future and his dreams of working in the NSA.....I am so proud of my boy!!

Enjoy your summer and find time to play! Brew some coffee and rejoice!!!!!

Baby Sam has arrived!

2009-05-31T18:10:00.000-07:00

Get your coffee and a doughnut! I have baby news!!

Twelve days ago, my besterest friend had her baby boy, Samuel Stone. He was a perfect little bundle, 5 pounds, 7 ounces, born 4 weeks early, at home...a planned home birth! The midwives were there and prepared for everything. They were calm and reassuring and most of all...wonderful! Michael and Shirley were so cute, so perfect together as they waited and prayed and then birthed little Sam. Of course, Shirley did the birthing...but, you get my meaning, right?! Samuel cried right away and then cuddled with mom as we all stood in awe. I cannot describe my emotions...I was so completely blessed by it all and so grateful for the chance to be there. The friendship I have with Michael and Shirley is as close as blood.

So, now, almost 2 weeks later, we are still in awe of Little Sam, and rightfully so...look at these pictures!!

You might notice what looks like a hospital bed in the pictures...Shirley and baby went to the hospital later in the day, to deal with some complications with Shirley, but all is well. The birth was perfect!! So, do not be scared off from having a midwife take care of you during your pregnancy. They know what they are doing and they are no stoops. If there are problems, they will make sure you are well-cared for and transported to the hospital, if needed. The problems Shirley had were not due to having Samuel at home. Stuff happens.

So, there you go...baby pictures over a cup of java! Good times! Take care and blessings to you and yours!

Check Out My Tomaters!

2009-05-31T17:53:00.000-07:00

I love my Earth Boxes!! When growing tomatoes and peppers, they work so well. We planted the tomato and pepper plants around Mother's Day. They are huge now and I have teeny tomatoes and peppers growing. It is great. I have seen other gardens and they are not doing as well as mine...love that!!!!

Here are the latest pictures...

see the Inferno pepper growing??

In case you are wondering, Darth Pood is onlyt 8 1/2" tall...

So, there is the gardening update...it will not be long before we are dishing up some salsa!!

This Year's garden

2009-05-14T21:24:00.000-07:00

Have you ever heard of Earth Boxes? We bought our about 8 years ago and have never regretted it! They are amazing and if you want your tomatoes to grow well, try Earth Boxes. I planted tomatoes and peppers last week and they are growing nicely.

The top and middle picture shows our tomatoes, one is an Early Girl, and I can't remember what the other is. I think it is a grape tomato...we shall see. The bottom picture is of the peppers. Bryan loves eating Habaneros, so we have one planted. We have several other hot peppers planted, as well as a few sweet ones. Salsa, snacking, and so many other delectable dishes await us. I usually have success with my boxes and this year should be no different!! YAY! I love gardening!

I want to also share a picture of the Fuschia my hubby gave to me on Mother's Day...it is so beautiful!!I am a very blessed woman!!

NEWS!!! More Reasons Why We Need Coffee

2009-05-12T11:19:00.000-07:00

"Diabetes.... Heavy coffee drinkers may be half as likely to get diabetes as light drinkers or nondrinkers. Coffee may contain chemicals that lower blood sugar. A coffee habit may also increase your resting metabolism rate, which could help keep diabetes at bay."

I love this! This is music to my ears! The dreaded disease runs rampant in my family...on every side possible, which makes me wonder...will it hit me too? I do what I can to avoid it, but, as I mentioned before, I am overweight. Being overweight does NOT help anything at all!! I do try to eat and help my family eat in a way that will help blood sugars act like they are supposed to. But....who knew my addiction, er, uh, my love for coffee would be another benefit?!? I mean, really! "Heavy coffee drinkers....." That is a green light to drink up!

Here is a site that I found yesterday...it has some interesting information.

http://www.positivelycoffee.org/

Okay...so, information that supports MY DESIRE for the warm and inviting elixer...coffee, delicious and soothing. I love it that science is encouraging me to drink more of it. But, really, what do they know? They are the same scientists that told us to not eat butter for years, and then said, "Oh, sorry, eat butter, the fake stuff is worse for you!" They try to convince us that they know, but, really, they are guessing. My son and I were just talking about that a few weeks ago. In his science lesson, the author of the program pointed out that science can never KNOW for sure. They can have all kinds of supporting data to make their point, but the guy on the other side of the room has the same amount and type of data to make his point!! So, they stand there, coffee in hand, arguing and postulating, desperate to make their point and get those around to believe it. Pretty crazy!

Sooooo.....pick your side. I am choosing to believe that the coffee bean is a gift and my day is better with it! We did our own experiment. My son had me take an IQ test one morning. It was early and I had not made any coffee yet. I sat there and went through the questions, hoping I looked smart. The results made my son crack up! He scored higher than I did!! I couldn't believe it. I had some coffee as I pouted over the insanity of it all and then decided to take it again. I went through the questions and scored way over the first attempt!! It was funny how different the score was. Coffee gave me clarity and I tested better. That is good enough for me to extol the benefits of coffee.

Whatever the "truth" is, no one can deny that a cup of coffee makes everything better. Cheers!

Do You Watch Survivor?

2009-05-08T11:54:00.000-07:00

I love watching "Survivor"! I know, I shouldn't, but I do!! It is fun to watch how a group of people come together, have to live with each other's personality, and play this game. Yes, yes, I also know they edit the snot out of each episode, but that is TV. We want that. We want to see the drama and the feel good moments. So, I just enjoy it.

I didn't get into the show for several seasons, always poo-pooing it and laughing at people's addiction to it. And then, I caved. I tuned in one night since there was nothing else on and WOW! What fun! I think that was the season with Rupert, our favorite Survivor. Since then we watch and ponder and get into the guessing of who will go next. This season, I love JT...how can you not love him! He is a easy going, simple guy, who tends cattle back home in Georgia, I think it is. He plays smart and when he smiles, everyone wants to be his friend! (NOTE: If you didn't watch last night's episode yet, come back to my blog later...spoiler alert!!) Last night, his sister told him the family wishes he could be home with the cows. So innocent and sweet...not something we see much in the crazy world.

I also like Taj. I know she doesn't "need" the prize money, but she loves the game and wants to do well. She is laying low, but also, always watching people. Last night's episode was wonderful, seeing her excitement and the love she has for her hubby, football great Eddie George. It made me cry. I have a feeling though, as much as JT and Stephen like Taj, they are planning to throw her under the bus if need be, to get to the end. Not out of meanness, but they have a plan to be the final two and their strategy so far has taken them far....in fact, they are in control of the game! No doubt. Maybe, secretly, Taj plans for them to pass her by. We shall see.

Coach makes me crazy! He is so arrogant and full of baloney, I think. I mean, come on, when he told everyone that an Amazon tribe captured him and wanted to eat his butt....PLEASE! He constantly touches his hair and beard and calls himself the Dragon Slayer! He says that the tribe calls him that, but we all know he is the only one who says it. He named himself and loves hearing it. It is disappointing that he offers so little to the game. One would think he could do better, but, he is nothing more than entertainment. Sad...

Debbie had to go. She lost favor as she allowed whatever integrity she had slip away. JT and Stephen were struck by that and it did not sit well. In the game of Survivor, you cannot start your game playing at the end, which is what Debbie did. Too late....bye-bye!

Well, the season's end is near and I will be sad to not have it every week...until September, anyway, when the new season will air. It will be back, right!!!??? I sure hope so.

I cannot even imagine, being in the wild like that with NO COFFEE brewing on the campfire! That is reason enough for me to NOT get on the show. No coffee means, so survival. No thank you!!

What is it all about??

2009-05-06T21:32:00.000-07:00

We saw a bumper sticker today that cracked me up!!! I have thought about it a lot throughout the day. It said, "What if the Hokey Pokey IS what it is all about?"

Love it!

My progress...

2009-05-06T21:09:00.000-07:00

Okay, have you wondered about my new diet? Well, pull up a chair, grab you coffee, and I will fill you in. I decided to not weigh myself first. One, because I have no scale, and, two, because I felt like it would be better to just start the journey and see how it goes. And so we have...

I have had a whopper of a headache! I am guessing it is because of the diet change. We have cut out sugar and most grain products. I haven't been able to totally stop having bread, but we have eaten whole grain everything. That is at least better! It is so tough to cut things, isn't it! One thing that we have done that IS NOT good is to go without meals. That is so bad for a body. Cutting back is good...cutting out is bad!

SO, as of today, we are doing okay and feeling so-so. It hasn't been so bad. I want so badly to see changes this time!! I have needed to start this for way too long. Wish me luck, if you believe in the luck thing , that is!

Getting Off My Dupah!

2009-05-02T21:40:00.000-07:00

Happy May! It has been a very rainy couple of days here...perfect coffee drinking weather! Cozy and lazy with a steaming mug of delicious java nectar...priceless!!! Have you got your mug ready...need a refill? Let's sit and chat.....

We are trying to lose weight again. It is a battle we seem to revisit time and time again. I read the following quotes today and they have stuck with me.

"Your body is the baggage you must carry through life. The more excess the baggage, the shorter the trip." Arnold H. Glasgow

"You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it." -Margaret Thatcher

So, the Battle of the Bulge has begun again! This is definitely a war that I have fought over and over!! I have always been overweight. It's been my curse. At different times, I have lost large amounts of weight and a fair number of inches, but, like for so many, the pounds find me again. I could blame it on the PCOS I have (a topic for another time), because PCOS does make weight loss difficult. But, really, overall, I have to place blame where it belongs...my laziness. I do not spend enough time taking care of myself. It is not a good thing. My husband battles the weight issues too, and being a truck driver, he sits all the time and there is little time to work on losing poundage. It is a catch 22 thing with him. Our son falls into the same battles, thanks to his parents. So, we are squaring off with our enemy! We are determined to shed some weight and get healthier. It is our quest. The question always is what to do...how do we adjust our eating? What do we eat? As we ponder that, I am looking at the many ideas out there on what is best. Of course, moving the body is always necessary. It is a tantalizing idea that we can just eat differently and still sit and not exert ourselves too much! But, to burn fat, there has to be heat and heat will be generated by working this incredible machine called the body! It ain't rocket science!! I could go out and by Alli...but the idea of experiencing and "Alli Moment" does not appeal to me...no thank you. I guess that means....get off my dupah and do something!!

I have a book on The Zone diet. It talks about the need to reduce inflammation in the body. It makes sense. Inflammation can cause so many health issues. We decided to follow the guidelines in this book...just for something to help us focus. I will let you know how it goes. I am excited to see the results. In case you are wondering, I will NOT be posting a "before" picture of me in a yellow polka dot bikini...uhhh....you can't handle the truth!

Do you ever watch "The Biggest Loser"? I enjoy watching the show because it encourages me. I learn from watching others go through the process of change. I have to admit something here...just to show you the sick sense of humor my little family has, as well as how hard we need to work to get healthy. The very first season of "The Biggest Loser", we were traveling from Washington to Nevada and stayed overnight in a hotel. We were tired and hungry and loaded up on chips and cookies to snack on in the hotel room as we watched TV. It was fun...sick, but fun. Kent was flipping through the channels and found the new show, The Biggest Loser. We got into the show, thinking it looked like a fun thing to watch, all the while munching away on our snacks. It was our son, Bryan, that noticed it first. He said, "Uhhmmm..we are watching a show on being fat and needing to lose weight while we chow down on junk! There is something wrong with this picture!!" It cracked us up! I choked on my Tim's Cascade Chips! Kent sputtered on his Dr. Pepper! We laughed, but, really, it was embarrassing. I look back on that now and shudder...what in the world?!? Things have got to change!!!

Well, that was on my mind and I though I would share it with you...I am glad you stopped by for a visit.

Favorite Coffee

2009-04-29T08:16:00.000-07:00

Good Morning...I am not in the mood to discuss politics and all of that. It is too taxing. Here, let me pour some coffee, have a seat and help yourself to that melt in your mouth coffee cake I whipped up earlier!

I woke up this morning thinking of my favorite selection of coffees.... TORREFAZIONE ITALIA !!! Have you had the pleasure? Have you been lucky enough to have a cup of the finest, in my opinion, of course. But there are many who share that opinion. I was reading through some of the comments this morning as I perused the Torrefazione site, wondering if I should order some for myself. I usually get a bag of two when visiting mom in Washington. When I lived in Seattle, a few of us coffee fanatics enjoyed Torrefazione daily!! Oh...memories are flooding back now.....mmmmm...delicious times!

Torrefazione coffee began roasting and selling in Seattle in 1986. They developed their coffee to be made as espresso, like they usually have it in Italy. But they found that their delicious beans could be enjoyed any way they were made. Very nice! I remember, one of the guys at work, would buy the coffee downtown and bring it in for us all to share. Our office always had the oh so tantalizing aroma wafting through the air and that made work so much nicer. There are other coffees that I like, but I love Torrefazione!!

Well, all of the reminiscing has made me thirsty...and hungry. Is there anymore of that coffee cake left? I hope you have a wonderful day and one that is full of smiles. Take care and come over again...I enjoy our chats.

Welcome, more coffee?

2009-04-27T16:39:00.000-07:00

Got your coffee? Good.

What shall talk about? Being the first entry of this blog, I guess I could introduce myself. I suppose you can guess by the title of the blog that I love coffee. I do, I love it! I get teased about my love affair, and rightfully so, I guess. I do tend to get excited about coffee. It is a family illness, though. My mom and dad always had coffee brewing, well, perking, in our home. In fact, I still bear the scar from a coffee mishap...2 years old trying to sneak Daddy's coffee and pulled the mug off the table, which broke. I screamed and slipped in the carmel-colored liquid and fell onto a piece of the broken cup. All of that drama because I wanted a taste of coffee. There was another incident, I hate to admit...it involved an electric percolator. I apparently got nosey and wanted, again, to have a taste of coffee and pulled the pot off the counter and onto me. Mom always thanked the makers of those thick footsie jammies, since they kept me from getting severly burned!! Now, one could blame my parents for these incidents, but, let's face it, nosey kids will get hurt!!
It was my early love of coffee that got me into trouble. I did learn the hard way to leave mommy and daddy's coffee alone. Lessons are often learned the hard way, aren't they! My brother just gave our mom a HUGE espresso machine...she is quite happy. Who wouldn't be. A few years ago, my sister announced she was giving up coffee. I went into shock and then action, notifying my mom and brother...they were as worried as I was and Charlie called for an intervention. Sam came to her senses and stopped the "quitting coffee" talk. I know...we are nuts.

What else...I am married to a hard-working, truck driving man, Kent, and we have one teenaged son, Bryan. We are a small and close family, living in Northern California. Like everyone, we have our share of trials, but the good outweighs the bad and nothing squelches our laughter. Life is too short to worry about the small stuff. (I think there is a book title in that sentence.) I have been a stay-at-home mom for 14 years. As soon as I could, I left the working force to stay home with our son and to school him as well. I love the Lord Jesus and have trusted Him with my life since I was 15. My faith is what carries me through it all, good and bad.

Homeschooling was a very early choice, thanks to my wonderful sister-in-law. She opened our eyes, mine before my husband's, but he came around after awhile. It made sense to me. Why would I subject my child to the same school system that failed me, in many ways, but had also grown worse than when I was in school?? I am not one to lay blame and accuse others for my failings, but let's face it...the school system is a failed operation and it grows consistently worse every year. There are many teachers and other support people in the schools who love kids and want to teach them, but the problems are bigger than they are...People need to take charge and be responsible for their kids! I really believe that. Of course there are circumstances that make it tough to pull kids from the system, but, if you want to, you can make it work. We have and will continue on. Sorry if that offends some, but that is where I stand. Sorry...I need another cup to simmer me down.

Well...I guess the coffee break is near its end. I hope you will come back and enjoy a cup with me. We don't have to always agree, do we? I hope not. That makes for some nice conversations...sharing ideas and opinions, talking about current events, and best of all, over a cup of coffee. Take care and have a great day!