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The one who dies with the most stuff, wins. NOT!

I was recently on a writing hiatus because I had two projects that I absolutely had to finish.   The first a garage sale, the second a video project I agreed to do. At the beginning of the year I talked the Director into taking Dave Ramsey’s’ Financial Peace University class.   We had taken a Crown Ministries class in the past.   In fact we took a couple and led a few.   So it’s not like we were completely clueless when it came to money.   But, I had heard great things about FPU ( Financial Peace University ) and felt we could always use a refresher when it comes to money.   He agreed. We have had very little debt since taking Crown Ministries, but recently we had been thrown a few curve balls and accumulated a small amount.   In class we learned about Gazelle intensity at paying off everything.   Dave suggests that you do everything from sell off your stuff in a garage sale, to getting another job, in order to live like no one else, so that later you CAN LIVE like no one else.

Friends among Women

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Growing up I was not in the “IN” crowd, nor was I popular.   The majority of my grade-school years were spent at a Catholic school.   I remember classmates as far back as first grade but a best friend or even good friends I had very few.   My first memory of a best friend was in fourth grade.   I had one for fourth, and fifth.   Then I had a couple of friends in sixth, and seventh but no best friend.   Actually I wasn’t really liked much at all, in sixth and seventh grade.   Thinking back on it, seventh was my hardest, I was what would be considered today, bullied.   Some of the girls put my school shoes in the toilet while I was at P. E.   I was made fun of, and a whole host of other things, I don’t care to remember, throughout all of seventh grade.   Eighth grade was a bit better, the two queen bees that led the girls the years before, had left the school and I bonded with someone.   We were like Laverne & Shirley  (we even had our own Lenny and Squiggy).   I remember thinking we

What to do when sickness strikes

Everyone in our house, except the Director is sick.   I don’t know what’s worse, everyone including mom, being sick at the same time or having one person at a time get sick.   I mean if we did the one person at a time thing, our household could potentially be sick for two months!   Then again having everyone sick at the same time is really hard too.   Especially when the little ones won’t succumb and just rest, and all of the older ones, me included just want to sleep. So what do we do when we’re all sick?   Well, I try to use natural remedies as well as conventional western medicine, but in the end sometimes it just takes time.   In the mean time I always make the following as part of our healing process. From my absolute favorite cookbook and one of my favorite authors, More Home Cooking, A writer Returns to the Kitchen by Laurie Colwin.   As Laurie states, “There is nothing like roast chicken.   It is helpful and agreeable, the perfect dish no matter what the circumstances.   Ele

Killer Organisms, Seriously!

When I wrote about the killer organisms, I was half joking.   Seriously, they totally gross me out and give me the willies when I think about them.   However, I never REALLY thought about them and what they can do to you! The other night I wasn’t feeling real great and when I lay down, I felt worse.   So, I decided to get up, not being in the mood to do much of anything, I turned on the TV.   All the stupid cable channels we have, and there was nothing of any value, worth watching, on!   As I was guide surfing, trying to find something, I came across the title Monsters Inside Me on the Animal Channel.   Now I’m thinking to myself “what in the world can this be about, especially on the animal channel!”   So I decide to check it out, in the words of Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman “Big mistake. Big. Huge!” This show is about all the disgusting, nasty, critters that we can get!   Honestly!   The stories that were told and the pictures they showed were awful!   It made me not want to eat

F! Time for another re-test.

I have this reoccurring nightmare.   I’m at my current state in life (five kids, married etc.), but somewhere, some government bean counter, has determined that I didn’t meet my high school requirements.   Therefore, I have to go back to high school and complete one more year!   It doesn’t matter that I have this life; I have to go back in addition to living my current life.   It has all the typical, back in high school dream stuff, can’t find my locker, when I do, I can’t remember the combination, late to class, can’t find the class etc.   Where it becomes the nightmare is, it’s the last week of school and I have not done anything all year long!   I’m not prepared for the final exam and I have not completed the report, research paper, or whatever long term project that’s due!   So, I’m going to have to go back and do it over again! I had that dream again the other night.   I began to think about it and wonder why as an adult I’m having this dream.   It’s not like I’ve seen or talked

Is it Happy (HA HA!) Hour, I Need a Laugh!

I’m feeling overwhelmed and frustrated lately.   I have a lot on my plate, and I’m behind on several things.   Not feeling in the mood to write today, I thought, what I would really like to do is plop down in front of TV and watch I Love Lucy or something else that will make me laugh.   Why laughter?   Why not a drama or action/adventure movie?   And is this feeling of need for laughter a physiological need, or just typical feelings of being overwhelmed, not knowing where to start, so I’ll procrastinate a bit longer?   Fighting the urge, I press on; doing what I know needs to be done.   In the end, I know that I will feel really good once I’ve accomplished something and marked something off my list.   But, the nagging feeling for laughter won’t leave.   Maybe I need both.   And while I’m at it, I probably could use some exercise and some good fuel, instead of the junk I’ve been consuming lately. What is it about doing the things I should do and need to do that sends me running to bed

Oh! Those versatile O’s

I come from cereal eating people!   My brother lived for Fruity Pebbles.   My siblings would fight to the death for the last drop of milk and/or the last crumb of cereal in the box.   They are all still avid cereal eaters! I married a man that thinks cereal is a major food group.   He eats it in a big bowl, slurping every milk drenched bite, until it’s gone.   He also gulps it dry from a cup, for a snack.   In his younger years he would awaken in the middle of the night, decide he was hungry and go have a bowl of cereal.   (I can’t eat ANYTHING in the middle of the night, let alone cereal.) My kids love cereal!   I don’t allow sugar laden cereals in our home, and I don’t allow putting sugar on cereal, as I once did as a kid.   Still my kids eat bowls and bowls of cereal, dripping with milk.   Or, they eat it dry for a snack or they often beg me to make my homemade “Floor Sweepings” with it.   (Floor Sweepings – any form of trail mix – because it looks like something you swept off the