Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Wow, kinda sad!

I learned from my son today that the Cookie Monster on Sesame Street never touched a cookie. Chocolate and fat are not good for a puppet (I know, surprising huh?)  Very rarely did Cookie Monster actually "eat" real cookies on the set. He mostly gobbled on rice crackers, which were sometimes decorated to look like cookies. My youngest daughter and I found this particularly sad, since we are both cookie monsters ourselves. My son just looked at us like we'd lost our marbles. "Mom, it's a puppet!" There are just some things that any non-cookie monster will never understand LOL ...

Cookie Monster's birthday is on November 2nd. SO.... Next November 2nd, eat a cookie in honor of  Cookie Monster, and make it a chocolatey gooey one....

Monday, May 21, 2012

A question of yumminess...

What is your favorite way to enjoy a cup of 
hot chocolate?
 Could it be...
 with a pink heart shaped marshmallow, 
in a brown and pink mug, 
prepared by your kiddo? 

 Thank you kiddo! 
Each day I am blessed more and more. 
I love my kiddo!
BTW Kiddo bought the mug too!
 It was a gift for me, 
purchased from a thrift store for only 50 Cents... 
she's such an awesome shopper!!
 I adore my new mug :D

Saturday, May 19, 2012

I am blessed!!

And My Happy Heart goes on Singing! 
Thank you Kat! I love the sachet and I LOVE you!
Thank you God, I am so BLESSED!!

Thursday, May 17, 2012

today remember to...

Live simply,
Love generously,
Care deeply,
Speak kindly, and
Trust in God who created us,
And who loves us.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Puppies! :)

O'Bryan Such a cutie! He's a love, likes to snuggle, likes to play.
Patrick, Meet Mr. Uber Cool, He's the calm one, loves to snuggle!
Roxy, She's going to be a handful. She's Ultra playful If one is barking, running, or pouncing it's her!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Happy Mama's Day!

To all the Mother's in my life... 
To my children and grand children...
I love you! You are my joy and my heart! What a privilege God has given me to choose me to be a part of your life. I praise him for it and I love you beyond words and even thoughts can express.  Mother's day is traditionally about thanking Mom for what she has done, but ask any Mom and she will say "Anything I do, I do because of Love. I love my children beyond measure, how can I be thanked for doing what comes naturally?" Be happy. Be blessed. Serve the Lord. Forgive me for my failures. I LOVE you :)
Most of all, Happy Mother's day to my Mama. I love you! Thank you for all you've done for me over the years. I need you, I love you, I miss you! Be blessed today!!

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Watching God work

Today has been an amazing day. We had a work day at a friends house today. She said goodbye to her husband two weeks ago. He made his final journey when he went home unexpectedly to be with his Lord and Saviour. He moved into his own mansion in the sky after meeting his Saviour face to face. It's hard to be sad when your friend has gone somewhere you look forward to being someday yourself, but its easy to be sad when you look around and that someone is no longer there. It can also become overwhelming when you see the work undone that you no longer have that help to accomplish.
Today was not a day for sadness, it was not a day for being overwhelmed, it was a day for amazement. God was at work. People came from places unknown and unexpected to work together to help the family accomplish things that would have been difficult without the man of the house at home. We tore down goat pens, a chicken coup, a dog pen, and even a pig habitat and rebuilt them all in a streamlined fashion using donated materials so that it would be easier to care for the animals. A garden was pared down and simplified, scrap metal was turned into cash, and horse corrals were reorganized. But that's not what was amazing. What was amazing was that all this happened when complete strangers with a common thread came together. The common thread was that they all were instruments of God. We had people of various talents and ages gather together, each doing what they knew best, all working together with a happy heart to "Git'er Done!" What an incredible blessing to be a part of it all!! Many thanks to everyone who was a part of it. Thank you Lord for allowing me to be a part of it as well. It was a blessing of inexpressible measure.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

myo liquid soap

a friend of mine just made her own liquid soap. I just love "M" she is amazing. We are very like minded, but she is always 2 (or 5 or 6) steps ahead of me! I've learned A LOT from her. Here is the email she sent me:

"So....we made a GALLON of each body wash and hand soap. Both liquid.
VERY VERY VERY EASY and exceedingly cheap.
Glycerin is the key ingredient.
You grade up any bar of 100 veg oil soap /glycerin soap. Dr. Broners, mrs meyers, I found one at sprouts with goats milk, dad bought a 2 pk at trader joes with honey oatmeal.
So the cost is the bar of soap. Grade it. Add to a gallon of water. Add 2 tbls spoons of glycerin (walgreens) Slow heat med/high as soon as boils remove from heat. Sit for 10 hours or so. Blend/mix. Pour into a jug. Keeps for a year. Refill as needed.
Now...me....I did the body wash the same, only used a softer soap. Infused herbs into my water (herbal infusion) with callendula. Because its a healing herb and my skin can use the pampering. Used that infusion for the water base. But NOT necessary.
So I have 2 gallon jugs for a total of....$4.00
Thought it was worth sharing.
We are still happy with the homemade laundry soap we've been using for about 4 years now.
EVERYTHING I make is cheaper, better and safer for the kids and baby.

Thanks M! :D 
big grin

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

A still small voice...

"Did you hear that?! I can't believe that person said that. Is there no compassion? No sympathy, No sensitivity? What is wrong with people?" Tossed and turned, chewed on it through the night, woke up in a pity party... The child within said to me "I'll call my friend. She'll understand! She'll soothe my wounds" ... and a still small voice says... "Do you want to ruin her morning? Is it what I would want you to do?" "But I'm sad and I want my friend!" "I heard what was said, I see what you are going through, I know your heart, I love you" And peace fills my soul. No one comforts like Jesus, No one is so thorough, so understanding so loving and so good. Thank you Lord for the still small voice. Thank you for your love, your compassion, and your grace.

listen to the still small voice
Proverbs 3:6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, 
and he shall direct thy paths.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

His name is Miracle, and He's a goat.

What an amazing adventure today was! I'm still reeling from all the activity. I'm house-sitting for a friend. Part of the fun is caring for her many goats... milking, feeding, checking their water. Goat milk BTW is the most AMAZING coffee creamer ;)  Taking a quart of that yummy stuff with me when I go back home!
There was one additional addendum... one of the goats was expecting. "Sugar" is an experienced mama. She can handle the birth alone, no worries, that is unless there are complications... Today, there were complications. Kiddo went out to begin feeding the goats while I took out the trash when I heard squeals. "Mama come quick! The baby's being born!!" I came running, dropping the garbage as I went. I took one quick look and I knew, something wasn't right. The head was delivered, but Mama goat wasn't pushing. The baby just didn't look right. I ran in and tried to help Mama goat but just how does a person help a Mama goat? I tried helping ease the shoulders out, but a goat has a very long neck... where were the shoulders?! Okay, now what?? Ahh yes, telephone! I was given several phone numbers to call in case of emergency. Time to take stock:
Phone, yes
Emergency, yes!!!
Called phone number #1, no answer,
Phone number #2, no answer.
Hey wait a minute, the guy we got the hay from said call if I need ANYTHING!
Phone number #3, Success! But doesn't know anything about birthing goats.... Yikes!
Phone number #1 again, Success! Doesn't know anything about birthing goats, but on her way! Yay!
Phone number #2 again, Success! Knows about birthing goats! 
Unfortunately she is a distance away, but at least there is information.
Oh no! I was right, things aren't looking good. LORD HELP US!!
Apparently when a goat is giving birth the head 
and legs are delivered first. 
No Legs! 
The baby is in a bad position and Mama goat can't push him out. Now I get instructions.
"Reach in, find the goats legs and pull them out"
Okay, a baby needs my help and it's NO TIME to be squeamish. 
Phillippians 4:13.
 I can do this!!
I reach in. Yes, I had my hands inside a goat today. All I can feel is the baby's chest, I can't feel its legs at all. Getting scared here. The baby is moving his head now and then, but his head is getting cold and his tongue is turning blue.
Phone rings again, It's the hay guy. He knows a woman vet who lives just around the corner.
Phone rings again, It's the vet and she's only 10 minutes away, was on her way home. 
Phone rings again, it's the home owner wanting to know if I would like the neighbor to come over.
"Does he know about animals? Yes?! Call him!"
Phone rings again, It's vet #1 (Did I tell you there were two vets?) reaffirmed instructions... 
Okay Lord, I need your help I'm trying again! 
I look up and what do I see but an answer to prayer. Before the next 10 minutes were over I had four blessings from God walk into the backyard. 
Blessing number one rolls up her sleeve, hands kiddo her wedding ring for safe keeping.
 (Just HOW do you put that on an insurance form anyway? "Lost diamond ring inside of goat?") 
More telephone calls while I go out front to flag down the vet. One last look behind me and I see my blessing from God up to her elbows in goat. Today is not a day for loss. This baby will be delivered! Forgetting about the vet, I returned to the pen along with the neighbor. The rest is a blur. All I remember is the vet did come and there were cheers and  praises as blessing number one was able to free the feet and thus deliver the little guy, weak, cold, and a slow heart beat, but alive. Thank you LORD!
As she pulled him up to her lap and rubbed him with a towel to stimulate him to breathe better, she proclaimed. He's here and he's a miracle!! Hence the name. Little Miracle is a treasure. The vet arrived and everyone watched in a huddled group as Mama goat was praised and Miracle was encouraged to nurse and to stand. About that time someone  came over with a bale of straw so that both would have a warm bed tonight. I'm pleased to say Mama and Baby are doing fine. I am so thankful for the Lord for sending so many blessings our way. I am forever grateful for the friends and neighbors who came to answer the call. Thank you for answering the calling of the Holy Spirit and being his messenger of comfort. If I forgot to mention anyone of you or your acts of kindness. I am so sorry, Please know that I appreciate you and what you did for us this day more than I can express. It's just all such a blur! 
I thank God for your help, and I thank you Lord for our little Miracle :)

*I called the home owner to let her know that all is well and added an addendum of my own:
If any of the chocolate is missing from her house 
when she comes home I will not be held accountable ;) 
She has told me she's bringing me a giant 
Hershey bar. :) 
I like mine with almonds ;)