Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Yep... that's right - drink it up buttercup! Well, we tried. We tried to be healthy. We tried to juice that grass you see pictured. Let me tell ya, it was GROSS! You see awhile back we truly had the gumption to get healthy! We really wanted to eat well, and all that jazz. We have juiced and still do - but there was one route we had never gone down before. We had seen at juice bars and such people drinking this barley wheat grass juice. We did a little research and found it to be quite healthy. So ... we decided to order a kit and grow our own - with juicing it in mind. Well, my hubby planted and tended to those seeds (not much tending needed). They started to grow really fast. This picture was taken on maybe day 5 or so (it has been awhile). Harvesting time came and in the juicer a handful went. Everyone was waiting for the big event. The Browning Barley Wheat Grass event! Juice was made and poured into glasses. My sister happened to be there that morning. She took a big swig! As she swallowed - I swear the green color of the grass crept up into her face. Her face made the most gruesome look. It twisted as if in horrible pain. Pretty soon, off she went - sprinting to the sink. Once there she spit out the rest in her mouth. She couldn't stop talking about how horrible it was. Even at work, she kept telling people how cruel her brother in law was in making her try and choke down that stuff. She even visited the bathroom to expel the grass from her stomach! Now, I didn't have that happen. However, I can attest to the gross factor. I don't think this is something you should do at home folks. Leave it to the professional juicers. I have a feeling that there will be a wheat grass juicing kit for sale on Craigslist real soon.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
I just wanted to share some pictures that I took recently of the kids feeding the birds. We like to take loaves of old stale bread down to the water and feed it to the birds. We always have a blast. The kids get a kick out of watching the birds flock around them. Ellie would laugh in an uncontrollable fashion as she tossed whole pieces of bread to some very lucky gulls. It's a cheap way of entertaining the kids - we usually end up at the library since it is within walking distance of where we feed the birds. There is also a nice park near. Hopefully sunshine will soon replace the rain.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Funny . . . or not so funny, but true. My hands are not the prettiest. They are not manicured. They are even a little rough. I have taken to calling them my man hands. I'm okay with it. I have come to terms and accepted my man hands for what they are. While other ladies may have pretty sparkly paint on the tips of their fingers, mine do not. Not by desire to be plain. No, I kind of like a little sparkle here and there. I have even tried to apply the fake nails - only to have that end hours later while I am at the sink scrubbing on a pot, or while I am outside digging in the dirt. Let's face it - they are not pretty, but they allow me to experience some pretty beautiful things in this life. They have given me the opportunity to make wonderful meals for my family. These rough looking paws have held life at it's newest. My man hands have also allowed me to hug and love on my little ones. They have been used in teaching children how to read. They have even given me the blessing to point out scripture to someone as they accept the Lord as Saviour. I laugh about my man hands with others, but it is all in jest. For I am thankful for their physical toughness - it allows me some very tender moments in this life.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Oh, what a day that was. It brings back wonderful memories of a lazy day spent playing in the surf. I simply cannot wait for that day to repeat itself. The smell of the sea air, the feel of the sand and the sound of the surf crashing against the jetty. HMMM.... love it! We are still currently sick. I have a terrible sore throat and sound like an old lounge singer - so I try and keep quiet. Ellie, Ethan and Chloe girl are battling the fever as well. Please continue to pray for our recovery. I will hopefully download more recent pictures when time, and health permit.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
You know, I am not even sure what that word, crud, means. Could be something really bad, and I have no idea. Anyhow, for now it surly fits the description of our household. We are in the midst of it and it is yucky! Phillip has had the fever since Monday, and now one by one - we are all becoming victims. I can not chit chat long. I do desire to post pictures and the such, but need to tend to the family. Please keep us in prayer as we battle high fevers, coughing, and the chills. What fun we are having!
The Lord is good and continues to care for us through sweet members of our church and the like. Just yesterday a dear lady made a phenomenal chicken soup for our family. It even had Okra in it. It was awesome. Thank you for your prayers and your sweet comments to prior posts. I will share some pictures later.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Well, I don't have much time for "blogging." I just wanted to offer a link to what I know many have questions about regarding the decision that has affected hundreds of thousands of homeschoolers in California. Here is the website link for the Homeschooling Legal Defense Association. http://www.hslda.org/elert/archive/2008/03/20080307160309.asp It is worth reading and praying over. This is a serious situation and we, as homeschoolers, need to be prayerful for those in California. We also need to recognize that this is something we need to be educated on and as this website suggests: not panic, but prayerful. I hope that this is helpful...
Friday, March 7, 2008
Valentine's Day... a day of love, of gifts, flowers, and rat poison. You see, Phillip was away that week at a conference somewhere in Indiana. To celebrate that very special day, I hurried out the door that morning to pick up a few Valentine day essentials - you know, cards, chocolate, and rat poison. You see, I had known for some time that we had a little critter in our office. I tried to ignore it and hope it went elsewhere. Well, that night before Valentine's Day, I sat in my office doing some work at the computer, and I heard it (and some friends apparently visited our resident rodent for a pre-VDAY party). I flipped out. Literally. I was a crazy woman hitting and slamming walls and ceilings to express a deep inner rage. I was totally disgusted, and was now declaring war! It WAS ON! So the next morning I headed to Wally World and gathered enough poison and traps to be fitting for the WWIII about to be raged. I packed the poison everywhere I thought I should and gave my strict warnings to children and forbade dogs and babies to enter the now self declared war zone. Everything was set to motion. Then came wrench in the plan. . .
Phillip came home to happy wife and kids. Everyone was healthy and ready to go on with life as usual. Then that next Tuesday night brought disaster. Phillip happened to be home that evening. He went into the office to do something and found Shep, our dog. I immediately got a stern "What is the dog doing in the office?" I, dismayed, said I had no clue - except I had been watching children that day and perhaps he got in there by accident and confusion. He then ventured further into the office and found, you guessed it, empty rat poison boxes all over the floor. I had just poisoned man's best friend! The family dog! The "baby" we had before babies!
Guilt flowed over me like a river out of control. Well, knowing that rat poison will kill anything and anyone - I lost it. I started crying like the baby I am. Pleading with Phillip to take the dog and have him put down. I didn't want him to have any pain. I felt horrible as Phillip left with our dog's ill future ahead of him.
Let me just say this - my husband is the best that ever was or is! He got to that vet and instead of paying one flat price to put the 10 year old, tumor ridden, dog down - he elected to spend alot more to save him. Why? Not because Phillip is a dog lover - he is not. He did it (and I know this, not because he told me) because he loves me and did not want his wife to fret over her action. I love my husband for that so much. It was definately a true lesson for me - to see how much he loves me.
So how is Shep? Well, currently taking Vitamin K and doing just fine.
You see . . . You may have gotten flowers and chocolate for Valentine's Day, but I got a sixty pound rat poison eatin' dog! - and I would not have it any other way!
My husband gave ME the best gift of all - a simple reminder of his continual love for me!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Okay, so it has been awhile. I decided to start a blog once more. Why? It is sooo much fun. I love to blog. I love to read about others, as well as share about how the Lord is working within our own family. I hope this can be a source of encouragement, as well as provide some humor along the way.
We just got back from Springfield Oregon last night. Phillip filled in for a pastor teaching and preaching for the services there on Sunday. We had a phenomenal time. The most notable was one young man came to trust Christ as Saviour! That church has a sweet spirit, and we know God has His hand there.
I hope to post pictures and the such later. Time is precious around here and I need to go help Gabriel with school. I do look forward to "blogging" in the future and am excited to be back.