Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
- Discovered a brand of cookies that only has 6 grams of sugar each so I can have one.
- Discovered that it is difficult to have just one of said cookies.
- Discovered a love for design blogs.
- Discovered I should limit my time on design blogs to keep a lid on all of the coveting.
- Discovered that when people are unhappy with me it very often has very little to actually do with me.
- Discovered that I would like to own a Kindle.
- Discovered I spend too much time on the computer. (Well, really more of a last few months kind of thing but coming to terms with it recently. Wink. )
- Discovered that I can have half of an Almond Joy.
- Discovered that I think about chocolate too often.
- Discovered that though I miss the chubby cheeks of my kids being little that I also am really enjoying getting to know them as they grow up.
- Discovered that I actually won't miss out on anything if I shut everything down and go to sleep at a reasonable hour.
- Discovered that my husband loves museums. Who knew?
- Discovered that I would not make a good sisterwife. I do not share well with others. (Ok, not a new discovery, more of an acknowledgement really. And for the record I do like to share, just not my husband, thankyouverymuch.)
- Discovered that even though I think I can't love my kids and husband more, they and my heart surprise me and I actually do more every day.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
It was a cold and brisk fall day when I went into labor much too early with our first daughter. The colors were changing and Steve was woodcutting with family. The smells and colors of fall bring it all back in an instant. I'll turn the corner on a country road and the autumnal display of reds and yellows will make me catch my breath as the reminder brings it all rushing back. The smell of a warming fire or the sound of crisp leaves under my feet is all it takes.
It was the following fall when we welcomed our second daughter into this world, this child we would take home to keep. I spent the nine months fighting grief refusing this child I carried to know only a crying mother. Her arrival, however, opened my heart to joy once again but also to the grief of my loss that snuck in the same door. A joy we desperately clung to, this child of grace who brought healing to our hearts. Unaware her joy and grace were a salve to our wounds, a sling for our hearts and a safe place to let go.
It was that same fall it became clear to both of us that God had plans for us still. Plans for us to prosper, for a hope, for a future. Our little family of three would not be the same. Our little girl was just five weeks old when we made the decision to accept the call on our hearts to open our family to two little children across the ocean. The prayer of my mother's heart she prayed on our wedding day coming to fruition that we would be blessed with children and a blessing to children. Life is a gift we said, one we have now with no guarantee of tomorrow. Now is the time.
It was again fall the next year when those little round faces joined our family making us a family of five. Three more years and two more little faces born to us, now a family of seven. Each change of the seasons bringing more and more life as the grief slowly faded.
Watching the colors change this year I am once again reminded of my grief. Once again I feel it washing over me but it does not overtake. When I catch my breath and look around my table, I see the blessings of my children that are my beauty from the ashes.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Organizing this way does several things. The most important one for all of us is that it allows the readers in our little school to start without me. They can look at their assignment sheet and start on their independent work while I work with youngers on their handwriting and math.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I pulled out a gem of a recipe book last week, the absolute best engagement gift ever. My grandmother put together a list of family favorites and hand copied all of the recipes into a book for me. I have used it over and over the last thirteen years. It was a rainy day and I was looking for something warm and easy for lunch but more special than the standard grilled cheese. I came across one of my favorites that she makes, Corn Chowder. It was perfect for a mid-week lunch. It's easy to make and is fast, too.
Corn Chowder (serves 5 well but I like to double it for my 7 and have a few servings leftover)
Cost per serving: $1- $1.50
1/2lb bacon, diced 3 1/2 - 4 cups potatoes diced up
1/2 cup chopped onion 1/8 tsp salt
1/2 cup chopped celery 1/8 tsp pepper
2 Tblsp flour snipped parsley (optional)
4 cups milk paprika (optional)
2 cans creamed corn shredded cheese (optional)
In a large saucepan fry bacon until crisp. Remove bacon(set aside) and all but 3 tblsp of drippings from the pan. Add onion, celery and potatoes to drippings and cook until the onion and celery are tender. The potatoes will finish as you go. Remove pan from heat and add flour. Blend flour in and add milk. Heat to boiling and boil for one minute. Stir in corn and seasoning. Heat through. Stir in bacon. Serve and garnish each bowl with snipped parsley and paprika or shredded cheese.
This soup is so good with a dense bread or baguette. Let me know if you try it. Enjoy!!!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
What's with the weather this year? Only 8 quarts of pickles instead of 75. Tomatoes are coming off so slow. There was enough going on that less canning was welcome, though. God knows.
The beef is at the butcher. Soups and steaks and roasts. I love soup in the winter. Pumpkin soup in Haiti. Mmm, wish I could make it like they do.
Now I'm hungry.
Breakfast. What I am going to make for breakfast? I am tired of coming up with breakfast foods. Time to meal plan those too I suppose.
I cannot wait for the twins to get their birthday presents this year. Fits them perfectly and they will be thrilled.
Oldest didn't think her and I had anything in common. Thought I hated shopping and shoes. How did she misinterpret not being able to afford it with not liking to do it? Love how her dad set her straight pointing out how alike we are and how she has been relating to me since. She is going to love her birthday this year.
Second oldest is dealing with some heartbreak. So grateful he has his dad to lament with and relate to.
Youngest three still think I walk on water.
Love how capable my hub is and how the family room looks now. My inner Mallory can rest.
I love brown and white with shades of blue. Living room maybe?
No rest for the decorated weary.
Whatever happened to the chocolate Special K?
Now I'm hungry again.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Amie doesn't mince words and says it like it is. Her advice is biblical and quite frankly is a kick in the pants where needed. I was impressed with her straight forward approach and the book answered some questions I wasn't even aware that I had. She takes what she calls counterfeit convictions and replaces them with timeless truths explaining mistakes that Christians make every day concerning money.
She explores topics such as spending habits, loaning to family members and friends, viewing God as an ATM, Scarlett Syndrome and so much more. I enjoyed this read and highly recommend this book whether you are doing well at managing money, need a refresher or just plain want/need good biblical advice regarding money.
Booksneeze sent this book to me for my review. The opinions are my own and I was not compensated in any way other than the book that I received to read.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
It is hard for me, though, to hang up wrinkly dress shirts and pants in the closet knowing he will have to iron when he is tired before bed or would have to get up extra early to do it. My solution? Buy wrinkle resistant business clothing and circle the laundry room like a vulture over fresh meat waiting for the dryer to buzz. I have been known to hurdle toys and other laundry to get to the dryer so I can yank those babies right out and get them on a hanger before they wrinkle. Did I mention that I don't enjoy ironing?
If I am being honest I do have to admit that you really can tell the difference between an ironed shirt and one just out of the dryer. Recently it became important to me to go a step farther, go the extra mile, if you will. Steve works very hard, gets up early with no complaint, deals with my night owl tendencies and more importantly values the call on my life to be stay at home wife and mom. I realize these days that being able to stay home with my kids is a luxury, that it's not always possible for those who would like to do the same. While we have made zillions of sacrifices and it is hard, hard, hard, I still wouldn't trade it for any other job.
Each week, I get his wrinkled shirts and pants out of the dryer and I iron them. I pray for him and his co-workers and I thank God that I have a husband that values the call on my life as much and sometimes more than I do. And you know what? When a less than desirable chore is done as an act of love and gratefulness, it takes on meaning and purpose and can actually be enjoyable. And if I do it while watching my Seattle Seahawks mow down their opponent on a Sunday afternoon, well that's just gravy.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
We then moved on to applesauce. My kids like it so we thought it would be worth having it on the shelves.
We all chipped in and the process went really fast.
With all of our help, not to mention the awesome motorized victorio strainer, we made lots of beautiful applesauce.
21 quarts and 7 pints to be exact. The kids are devouring it. I knew they liked it but it would seem that they like homemade even better.