Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Reading about the cold war

I ordered How Ronald Reagan Changed My Life by Peter Robinson the week after The Gipper passed away (along with Peggy Noonan's book, When Character Was King). My thought at the time was to read both books while the pomp and circumstance of a national funeral was still in my memory. Well, life happened and both books sat unread on bookshelf that holds "nonfiction and biographies I want to read soon".

This week I started reading the Robinson book to wrap up some of my Winter Reading Challenge. I'm not certain what I expected from the title, perhaps something more about Robinson than Reagan. What I found was an insider's view of the Reagan White House by a person who was quite young at the time, also a person who has a good way with words.

I always appreciate finding my heroes were as good a person in real life as it seemed on the outside. Reagan is my favorite president, second (a close second) only to George Washington. If I lived a thousand years, Washington would always be in first place because he is the foundation, the man who could have been King and rejected a form of royalty for a democratic way of government. That took a special kind of person.

Robinson's book not only shares the lessons he learned from Reagan's life but gives us a glimpses of Reagan's belief system and why he made the decisions which helped change the world. We are made to be a part of the discussions which took place from the perspective of a speech writer (Robinson wrote the famous "tear down these walls" speech), explaining why a speech writer has to become a student of the person for whom he writes speeches.

Reagan was a man who believed in good and evil, black and white, right and wrong...and that right wins. He was a man of faith who didn't talk a lot about it (although it appears in his writings quite a bit) but whose decisions about communism were made because he saw good in God (and communism had to fail because it was separated from God).

After reading the book, I'm going to add Witness by Whitaker Chambers to my Spring Reading Challenge. I'd planned for mostly "light" books but this one will help balance the others. It also sits on my "nonfiction and biographies I want to read soon" shelf. I skimmed it after finding a copy at a library sale, with the idea of reading it more fully someday. (It is on so many conservative lists of "best books" or "favorite books", which is why I bought it.) Witness is talked about by Robinson in such a way that it had to come off the shelf and onto the "to be read" stack.

How Ronald Reagan Changed My Life
was purchased more out of curiosity than anything else but it ended up being a book I looked forward to coming back to at the end of the day. I've added it to the books about government my son is to read, not only because of the insight it gives to the world "inside the Beltway" but the wisdom it teaches from a man who lived a long life and and stood for what was right when everyone around him wanted him to be more politically correct.

I'd recommend it to those who enjoy reading about history, politics, or great people...not perfect people, there is only one Book that contains a perfect person....but people whose values we want our children to know...the "they don't make many like that anymore" kind of person, willing to face opposition instead of popularity.

Photo: Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher at Camp David.

Comments about the market

Okay, Brenda...your blog is already a little difficult to define. I mean, really...do we link it to books, homemaking, tea time, or what? Now you're giving economic advice so are we to add business or economics? Nope...it's still me...tea time loving, bibliophile, Grammie who loves Starbucks when finances permit a treat. However, in my past life I did do some corporate stuff and economy watching.

I actually started out in college planning on majoring in economics but instead became engaged to a graduate student (whose undergrad degree is in economics and master's is in wood technology and furniture engineering...that's a mouthful!). I never did lose my interest in business and the economy and for years continued reading on the subject (which is how I held some interesting jobs in the corporation...reading...so see, it still fits the title). It was after my son was born and I knew my suit and high heels days were behind me that I didn't read much about corporations and such. I do still read some political and economic websites when I'm curious about what is "really going on in the world".

When the front page of papers and our 24 hour news channels are concentrating on blond women who either are heading for a train wreck or have already met their demise because of wrong decisions while the world situation is in truth...dismal...sometimes we have to look for truth someplace other than national news media outlets. (Thus, my search online.) Only my local news outlets have been telling me anything worth watching or reading lately.

All that to give a small reminder...small but important. There are so many things going on in the world today that anyone with a bit of discernment can see we are in unstable times. We've been told it is not "if" but "when" we will have another major terrorist attack on our soil. We are in the midst of wars and rumors of wars. The price of oil is expected to continue to rise and we know if there is any instability in the Middle East, it will quickly sky rocket. (IF there is any instability?)

We have so many distractions from what is important. We must be realistic about our purchases we make, thinking through what is a need and what is a want. If we feel God has told us to make a move, why are we waiting? On the other hand, if we want a different house but He has told us...wait...why are we talking to Realtors? Has He been whispering in that still small voice, telling you to learn a new skill or prepare a garden? Are you using extra income to deepen your pantry with necessities...or...are you making a purchase that you know, in your heart, He is telling you is not the best use of your money right now.

There are too many people who have great discernment, people I trust, who are getting this "feeling" that things aren't right. The world may look like it is out of control but it isn't. He still holds us in the palm of His hand and he is still the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End. He knows everything going on in the world, even in smoke filled back rooms and whisper filled caves...and He is not worried.

Use wisdom, think through decisions, pray, ask for guidance, prepare instead of fear...little things add up to a lot. He placed you in this time and this place for a purpose which only you can fulfill. Be salt...be light.

As the angels say, fear not...

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Death of a Blogger

Cindy at Dominion Family has begun a story called Death of a Blogger. Priceless!

A lick and a promise

That is the expression my mother would always use when she needed to do something quickly and come back later.

I spent the morning at the homeschooling co-op, came home to bake a coffee cake (Anna's recipe but I'm experimenting with orange juice instead of milk and the fruit is a package of frozen cranberries).

I am rather fatigued after dropping my son off for his 9:00 class and perusing lots of magazines at Barnes & Noble until it was time to return to teach my 10:00 class, then being in the nursery with the babies until noon. I actually volunteered to do the latter each co-op for an hour, just to chat with young moms and get my "baby fix". So...I need to rest for awhile!

I will give a thumbs up to three magazines that are out now. I already purchased the latest Tea Time, which has an Easter theme. This morning I went through the March/April issues of both Southern Lady and Paula Deen and both are full of great tea time recipes as well as beautiful pictures. Southern Lady has a tea time theme and Paula Deen has (if I remember) one article about tea time but many about Spring showers (bridal showers, baby showers, etc.) which are pretty much the same type of food.

My daughter likes the Spring issues of decorating magazines because they tend to have more of the style and colors she likes. I like the food magazines in Spring!

Monday, February 26, 2007

Bits & Pieces

I once again wish I had a digital camera, to show off my quick "craft project" accomplished this morning. In my kitchen, I have a box of cute note paper which used to have a 2006 calendar on the top of the box. Since the beginning of this year, it has been plain with dried on glue, left over from taking the calendar off.

As I looked at it this morning, I realized the ugliness was beginning to annoy me so I found a pretty post card, one from Old Sturbridge Village...purchased when we visited a couple years ago. I keep craft supplies on hand in an "extra" medicine cabinet in my small bathroom (in a house with limited storage space, one takes what they can utilize) and used Modge Podge to glue the post card on the box (adding two layers on top to keep it there). I am very pleased with the results and it took only a few minutes of direct "crafting". I liked it so much that the box is now out in the open rather than on a bottom shelf, tucked away (and difficult to get to when a piece of paper was needed quickly).

It's probably a good thing I can't take a picture of my living room coffee table right now. I'm in the midst of coming down to the wire for the Winter Book Challenge and, like the office worker who needs all their current papers before them, I have all three of the books I'm reading now, plus a Grace Livingston Hill I hope to read soon, a decorating book I perused a few days ago, and the latest newsletter from a favorite Bible teacher...in addition to a basket of silk greenery, the dish that holds my reading glasses, and a little wooden bowl.

I had to go into town this morning for milk, cream and more cold medicine (we really should just purchase a cow). The rack containing clearance flowers was directly in front of me as I entered the store so I HAD to look to see if there were any good flowers left. Most looked rather wilted and even at half price, not worth purchasing. However, there was one beautiful bouquet of red carnations in excellent shape for less than $2.00. There's something about these types of carnations that give the illusion of roses and they are very pretty. So, upon arriving home, I cut off some of the bottom of the stems with my kitchen scissors and placed the tallest of flowers in a cut glass vase, displaying them on my dining room table.

I have various shaped bottles on my kitchen window ledge, all in the same shade of green (with the exception of a small, clear, vintage milk bottle that has Mother's Cream in red...quite sweet). Anyway, I filled these with water and stuck the smaller stems in them. They look very pretty right now along with the pink rose that is in the milk bottle (free from my bank of all places). In February, I'll take color where I can get it. Beauty added for $1.94!

I have a lot of things on my "to do" list this week but this afternoon I'm going to spend time reading. Except for fixing dinner and doing dishes, my household gotta do's are pretty much finished for the day. I have one load of laundry to remove from the dryer and another to put in but there is one thing nice about laundry...you can read while the washer and dryer are going and still feel like you are accomplishing housework. :)

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Spring Reading Challenge

The Spring Reading Challenge is up at Seasonal Soundings!

I will be spending time with my nose in a few books this week, two that I'm in the midst of and one I still want to read, even if it means sliding a bit into Spring rather than Winter. At the same time, I'll be writing down my Spring list.

I loved taking part in this, it really helped me to stay on track with a planned reading program. I didn't read everything on my list but I got through most of them.

I'll write what I finished and what I plan for Spring later this week.

Sunday Afternoon Tea

I have the Royal Albert out and a dish of Anna's Schoolhouse Coffeecake to serve...really. I'm enjoying a small piece right now. Delicious, you'll love it. I made it with cherries I had in the freezer, which worked very well. I let it cool and drizzled just a little glaze on the top.

This week, while chatting over tea and perhaps mumbling a bit as we have coffeecake in our mouth (what etiquette!), I can see the conversation turning towards the subject of fear.

I thought it interesting that a major network showed a two hour program about fear and worry being rampant today. I only watched a bit of it but what I did watch was interesting. It would appear that everyone deals with fear these days. It reminds me that the Word says "man's hearts will be failing them with fear" (or close to that) someday.

It is so easy to let fear, apprehension, that "uneasy" feeling, come upon us. For me, it is almost always when I let my mind wander on "what might happen" or "could have happened". I pray for my son as he drives and I truly believe God watches over him. Just this past week, he was late coming home from teaching a fencing class so I began to get apprehensive again. As it turned out, there was an accident at "the bad curve" on the way home...only he came upon it just after it had happened. He got out to see if everyone was okay and if they needed him to call 911 on his cell phone. Then he arrived home...safe and sound. Just a few minutes earlier and he could have been in the midst of cars crashing. God really does hold him in the palm of His hand.

It is interesting how my body reacts to the sounds of sirens as they race down the county roads near me. When someone I know is expected to be here soon, the sounds can cause me to immediately get tense. That same sound provokes a different emotion when no one I know is on the road at that time, especially family and friends (or at least expected to be on the road). Then the emotion is curiosity and I usually send up a prayer for whoever is in trouble.

It's interesting to me that the "big things" that probably should give me cause for concern do not bring fear, at least right now. I can read about Iran, Iraq, the Middle East situation, China, Russia, etc. and will perhaps feel a twinge of apprehension but otherwise, I rarely get afraid. However, let me hear that ships are on the way to the Persian Gulf from America and I do have a bit of apprehension. So, what is the difference?

Well, I guess it has a lot to do with growing up under the constant threat involved with the Cold War, that nukes are pointed our way. There's nothing I can do about it so the "big things" are cause for prayer and not worry. I truly believe we are seeing the puzzle pieces falling into place for a huge threat to our safety but I handle it by doing what preparations I can for my own family (which is not a lot right now but every little bit helps). I'm positive that is what led to my interest in emergency preparedness.

It is entirely for selfish reasons that the ships heading for the Persian Gulf bring more cause for concern. The cost of a gallon of gasoline has already risen a great deal where I live due to the "possibility" of having to get involved in the Middle East. My budget is already overwhelmed by how much groceries and gas have been going up in price. Living within farm country, I know the direct consequences of the rising oil costs...again...to our grocery bill.

It is the small things that often cause me the greatest fear. At least that is the way my personality and thinking work. I am normally calm about world events but put me on an elevator...immediate fear! I know it doesn't make sense, the threat of a terrorist attack in my town (which is very low) is more likely than getting caught in the elevator but tell that to the part of my brain that sends out adrenaline.

Here's what I am wondering this icy Sunday afternoon...how do you react to fear? Is it the big picture or the "little foxes" which cause you to become fearful?

Added Note: This post on the neat blog Life in the 10/40 Window has good scripture verses about fear (what timing!).

Home on Sunday morning...again

We were under an Ice Storm Warning all day yesterday. I dropped my son off at work so I could run a couple of errands and was hoping the "bad weather" didn't hit until after he was due to leave the bookstore at 5:00. Unfortunately, it was looking quite bad by 3:00 so I finished my housework and left a message on his cell phone to call me.

His boss let him leave a little early and by the time the roads were getting completely ice covered, we were at home...safe, warm, and cozy...finishing the last of dinner preparations. I was SO thankful that they let him leave early as the heavy ice pellets were hitting my kitchen window just as I would have been picking him up.

We lost power a couple of times, just enough time to give my son heart failure and the computers to go out, not long enough to light the candles. He was threatening to take his hair dryer out to warm the power lines, ROTFL (that would be one long extension cord). The cause of his panic, a program was being shown on TV later in the evening that he'd been wanting to see for some time.

When my husband and I turned in for the evening, Christopher was happy with his laptop computer, snacks, two cats, and the remote...all in the family room, ready for the much anticipated show. He doesn't have favorite programs, preferring to watch The Discovery Channel (or similar) TV when he does watch it. However, Saturday Night Anime' has been a tradition for many years now and has its own rituals and traditions.

We never did lose power but the roads were too slick this morning to attempt driving into town for church. I wondered if we'd made the right decision until I heard a pick up truck going out the gravel lane, or rather...trying to get enough traction to get on the main road. Yes, we made the right decision...

Saturday, February 24, 2007

How to look rich by thrifting

Or subtitled...no one needs to know it is from Goodwill!

My son's friends, being male teenagers and not caring about saying something that could offend, have often told him no one would ever know we're "poor". Now you must know, many of his friends live in the wealthier subdivisions and have two parents who work "professional" positions, mostly at the University. So by their standards, we're poor. Come to think of it, by any American standards having to do with income (and not, unfortunately, with getting health care)...we're darn close. However, if compared to much of the world today, we are immensely wealthy.

I don't take offense at what the boys say, on the contrary, it just shows one can look much richer than their actual income. My son is just as well dressed (if not more so) than any of his friends due to his sister's Birthday and Christmas gifts, as well as his increasing ability to find "Brands" at Goodwill (his goal this year is to locate Armani, hehehe). In the last month, all three of us have found very nice clothing when needed at Goodwill (Polo for instance for my son and Talbots for me), some even at the half-price color that week. My Talbot's blouse was half price because it had been put in with the men's clothing.

The same boys have often commented how nice our house looks, which is amazing in itself. To be truthful, we do have nice "stuff" because we have inherited some nice "stuff", and when we have had a good income, we purchased nice "stuff". When one's husband has a graduate degree in furniture engineering, one does not purchase cheap furniture. However, I have learned from him that paying a little more for quality with furniture is just the same as my mother teaching me to purchase clothing that cost "just a little more" to get long wearing clothes...on sale, of course.

The only time I can recall we've gone into debt for furniture was just this last year when we purchased a very nice sofa bed for the living room (a necessity!). Even then, we used the money from two temporary part-time jobs and one tax refund to pay the remainder of what we owed off before being charged any interest. Good furniture...on sale...a good thing. (I should add that I don't purchase furniture which I've seen in catalogs, paying prices that look like they should accompany pictures of automobiles, not furniture.)

I believe "rich" is all in the details and that is where the fun comes in. I have had more enjoyment over the years shopping garage sales, thrift stores, antique malls, etc. than I ever did going to a store "that sells purple" and spending money. For one thing, those are the places I can find the vintage items I love, made before things were manufactured to fall apart quickly. I can look through my house, see an item, and often remember the day the treasure was located. So many items that look expensive, because they may have been originally, were purchased with leftover grocery money.

Often people were selling them cheap just to get rid of them, items that were very expensive when purchased (like my silver candlesticks purchased for $1.00 at a garage sale because the woman was tired of shining silver) or the beautiful embroidered tablecloth my daughter framed and has up in her house, also purchased for $1.00 even though the embroidery must have taken a very long time to finish. I can't tell you how often I've come away with treasures purchased so cheap (thankfully) but shaking my head at how little such items are treasured today.

It does help to be able to see things in a new way. My daughter has the neatest "arrangement" of two framed pictures, each hung on the wall within a narrow section of window screens (the kind that that can be inserted at the base of a window and then removed when not needed). Below them, on top of a bookshelf, a vintage table fan adds an architectural element. You wouldn't believe how pretty they look.

My living room has bookshelves full of books...old and new...purchased mostly at library sales and garage sales. There is one complete shelf of old books purchased for a quarter each at a garage sale, all excellent early 1900s fiction titles. Another shelf (and part of a second) is filled with classics with a pretty binding, purchased for $10.00 for the entire box at a garage sale. The shelves are filled with proof that you don't have to be rich to collect good books, unless you are searching for a first edition of a rare book (which I am not). Having said that, I still see books as a good investment, even when purchased at full price. Treated correctly, generations down the line will enjoy them. I believe bookshelves filled with books bring a rich feeling to any room.

We enjoy our our "little house in the country" very much and reaping the benefits of having a talented young couple live here before us who transformed the house from "simple" to "oh...my goodness", which was what I kept saying when I looked at it. He was an engineer, she a stay at home mom with great design talent, one father-in-law was an electrician, and the other a carpenter...good people to have around. A simple brick ranch with great bones was transferred into something special with all the detail work they did in the years they lived here, not to mention the french doors added to the very large deck they built. All of this and it was still in our budget (Thank You, God!). They didn't spend a lot of money, either.

Details...it's all in the details...and so is the fun. What brought about this particular pondering was a stop into Goodwill this morning after dropping my son off at work. When alone, I can search a little deeper than when I'm just running in and out. I finally found a very nice cheese slicer, which has been on my mental list since my old one broke (79 cents). It even has a marble handle that looks like it won't break off as did my old one with the wooden handle. Like Laine, in Laine's Letters, much of the fun is trying to find something we need while thrifting.

Then there are the Serendipity moments, when we see something we've WANTED, perhaps for a long time...there it is in full color...we try to get to it as quickly as possible without knocking over elderly ladies and small children...we grasp the object and check the price and practically swoon when it is sooooo within our budget. Then, when someone admires said object, we just smile and tell them the story of the day we found it (for I am one of those people who gets more pleasure telling the story behind my treasures rather than having people think I just paid full price at the store). :)

Fun vintage Tea Time video

Thank you for your kind comments. I am feeling much better today so it was definitely a twenty-four hour bug.

When you get a chance, wander over to Pearls and view this video. It reminds me of the short movies I saw as a young girl about etiquette.

I also learned a few new things about serving tea. :)

Note: It looks like the video is back up and running.

Friday, February 23, 2007

One of those weeks?

I told my husband this morning that I think he has some kind of "bug". He has a fever and has been quite cranky. This afternoon, I was minding my own business, looking out the window over my kitchen sink (where I seem to spend a lot of time) when "it" hit me. Rarely have symptoms overtaken me so quickly that are not diabetes related.

About half an hour ago, my husband gave me a kiss on the cheek as I was laying on the sofa dressed in slacks and a sweater, with my flannel housecoat around me, and another cover over that...shivering. He mentioned that it wasn't fair, to come down with the flu on top of diabetes and a sore finger. I reminded him it was my mouse finger, too.

February Blahs

This is a picture of my backyard...early last Spring. I await with great anticipation the color green (other than evergreen trees), the pastel beauty of the flowering trees and bushes, tulips, daffodils, Lilly of the Valley, crocuses, and being able to sit on my front porch again.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Homeschooling with a chronic illness

I had an e-mail from a very special blog friend, asking how I have managed to homeschool with a chronic illness. I knew there were others who read this blog in similar circumstances (and everyone has seasons when there are challenges, even if it is not a day to day chronic illness) so I thought I'd respond here.

For one thing, I had to work within my own limits and my son's severe ADHD symptoms. If I was homeschooling my daughter, I'd have used a mixture of Classical education and Charlotte Mason. However, I knew with my son from the start that the Charlotte Mason way of educating children would work best for both of us. I read everything I could by those who were writing about CM at the time to give me the knowledge needed to incorporate whole books instead of (or in addition to) textbooks. Christopher was a late reader but once he got the hang of it, he was a good reader. It was easier for me to work with and put together.

We used the Sonlight Curriculum (which is also literature based) a couple of different times, which worked very well. Otherwise, I read homeschool catalogs until I had them memorized and put together what I thought would work within our budget. Most of the time they worked but everyone who homeschools eventually purchases books and items that don't work (which can either be sold or do as I did and passed them on to other families). I have to admit, I loved reading homeschool "curriculum" catalogs (realizing many of them sell books and materials and not only put-together-for-you curriculum).

I do know of some families who deal with challenges (illness with a parent, a child, or who are homeschooling many children) who have chosen to go with a program like Calvert and it worked well for them. Each family has to decide given their own circumstances, the way their children learn, etc.

What I realized as far as elementary school was concerned was to keep it centered around the "3 R's" of Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic, while working within my son's favorite studies in History. When energy, money, time, whatever, is limited...it forces us to focus on what is the most important.

For most of the homeschooling years, all of our reading and writing was History related because it was something we both enjoyed and he would read books about what he was interested in (we spent entire years in Medieval History, WWII, and later in Sonlight's program which studies the history of different cultures). My favorite year was centered around the American Revolution, which is also my favorite time to read about in history.

My biggest error during this time was using math books that were not good for ADHD kids, they had too many colored pictures in them. I loved the look but he was so distracted, he couldn't learn. Saxon could be boring at times but it worked best for him until he reached Geometry. I also found the Making Math Meaningful series good in the early elementary years. I probably should have stayed with it rather than switching to the math textbooks that had all those pretty pictures!

Our Science during elementary years was a combination of nature studies, nature walks, visits to the Zoo, colorful picture books about science, and TV shows. Don't ever feel guilty using videos, DVDs, The Discovery Channel, Science Channel, etc., as long as you monitor the content. He has an amazing amount of information which he's learned through these shows. Especially for ADHD children, they seem to be able to concentrate on video and take in what they hear/see very well this way (which is why they can also get addicted to video games!).

In our first year of homeschooling in second grade, I listened to a series of tapes which included an interview with a schoolteacher who worked with public school students studying at home. She said in that state (at least at the time), all that was required for students (who were home for reasons of illness, etc.) to keep up with the others in school was a tutor for TWO HOURS A WEEK! I remember thinking I can do far more than that, even with a husband who worked long hours and traveled a lot.

I'd say our actual time spent at a table going over books and such (mostly math and grammar) was about 45 min. to 60 min. a day in the early elementary years, increasing as the years progressed. If I had it to do over again, I would have purchased a lot more fun workbooks for him to do, though. He enjoyed them and it would have helped him prepare for junior high work a little more. (It is SO easy to look back and see what I would have done differently.)

However, if someone asked me how much time we spent homeschooling, I'd say every minute we weren't sleeping. It became such a way of life that everything was there for learning. As he grew older, I looked for curriculum that required less of my work and more of his learning.

So, how did I do it with a chronic illness? I would nap on the sofa while he was watching the TV shows or a video! Also, we did not take part in a co-op until the high school years. That's a very personal decision just because both my son and I found it easier to work at our own pace due to both of us having health issues. He had plenty of social contact with kids his own age except for our years in Detroit during the junior high years (and that worked out just fine).

So...when we went to the small zoo in our town, we would take a little sketchbook with us and spend time there until I became too tired (sometimes thirty minutes, other times a couple of hours). Then we'd combine it with a trip to McDonald's or get share a small pizza as a treat (and no kitchen duty for Mom). We had a favorite park to go for most of our nature studies and I almost always took an easy picnic (french bread, cheese, fruit, sodas, or sandwiches). It was good for both of us to get out in the fresh air when we could and those walks on the trails are among my best memories...ever!

Another thing I wish we could have done differently is use the years before High School to visit more museums, parks, historical sites, etc. in other places. It wasn't possible due to circumstances.

There were the bad days when one of us was having a tough day so nothing of the usual "table time" learning was done. When he was very young, I'd read good books to him while laying on the sofa and he played with his Lego's. Sometimes he just played with Lego's alone, lots of Lego's. Perhaps that is why he is interested in architecture today?

We went on this way until our high school studies we are doing now. Except instead of Lego's, he developed an interest in computers. Now I work with him to plan his studies but he does a lot of the actual work on his own. I went from teacher to facilitator. We spend a lot of time in conversation about what he is learning, from books and from life. I've often called our homeschooling experiences "one long conversation".

Starting around 8th grade, I was able to get more "curriculum" which required less of my attention. One we enjoyed was Starting Points from Cornerstone Curriculum. (I recommend their materials, while not officially "Charlotte Mason", they use whole books...very good.) I worked with him on the literature, film, etc. part of it and my husband took the theology and Bible sections. However, as in so many things we used, we "tweaked" it and turned it into a two year curriculum. We also skipped a few things that didn't work for us and expanded others that did. We also expanded the last Sonlight Curriculum used to three semesters, too.

It hasn't been perfect but it is working. Last year we joined a co-op so he could take part in Debate and he was able to take a few classes through it for two years (and I teach a class this year in Literature and Worldview). I guess the biggest difference in homeschooling high school with challenges has been incorporating all the extra assistance possible, whether it is a homeschool co-op, the junior college/community college, lessons offered at the Community center, curriculum that can be self taught, etc. We will be ordering a very good Latin DVD course soon, one that he can work with on his own (although my husband took four years of Latin in high school so he can help).

Because he is homeschooled, he has been able to take part in fencing, first as a student and now as a student/teacher. He plans to get back into "serious" tennis lessons soon, concentrating on tennis for the remainder of his high school years. Taking part is sports covers more "phys ed" than is offered in any school I know of today.

I should also say that during our homeschool years we have had; four major moves, two years of no income, watched my husband go from having major allergy problems to having to go on Disability, been thirty minutes from being homeless, went from a beautiful home in a very nice neighborhood, to a rental home, to living in a hotel room, and then a townhouse in a dumpy apartment complex, and back to a charming home of our own in the country. We've had major family "issues" from dealing with my husband's physical illness, which affects him emotionally.

My son once remarked that living in this family has made him a "good forgiver". Hmmm...I had to think of that a bit but it is true. Our circumstances have also caused the "Fruit of the Spirit" to grow deep in both of us. I think he's also seen a mother who did not leave a marriage when the struggle became overwhelming at times but who is following through on those "in sickness and in health" vows. I hope he has taken with him more than academic lessons.

As with anything He asks us to do, it is taken one minute and one day at a time. If I wake up even now thinking of everything there is to do from now until Christopher graduates, I'd immediately go back to bed! I deal with constant fatigue and in these past few months, constant pain. However, when I look at the very next thing that must be done, whether it is going over a report with my son or cooking dinner, I can do it...the very next thing.

I've learned to take full advantage of "good days", especially when my husband is feeling well enough to do something together as a family....knowing there is an ebb and tide of dealing with illness...learning to utilize the good days and make it through the difficult times.

God puts children in families. He knows all about the circumstances. Whether he calls parents to homeschool, to place their children in public schools (as our daughter went through), private schools, Christian schools, gerbil schools (just seeing if I still have your attention), etc. He never asks us to do anything He doesn't equip us to do. His idea of what we need is usually different than ours but He will see us through!

Amazing Grace

I have to send you HERE, due to my own background music.

Wow...thank to Mrs. Wilt from The Sparrow's Nest. I can't wait to see this movie.

Something to think about

I have a Bloglines folder titled "J's Recommendations", where I receive new posts from blogs recommended by my son-in-law (upon request). I needed more theological food in my blogging diet and I knew from whom to gather good sources.

This post from Cerulean Sanctum was quite timely, especially after sheer panic came upon me last night when I thought my husband's basketball game was televised at the same time as the Season Opener of Jericho!

Anthroplogists had it wrong

I have always read that our thumbs are the most important appendages of our body. It is our thumbs that separate man from beast, enabling us to use tools to build great civilizations and drink our morning coffee. Anthropologists had it all wrong...

It is our mouse finger that is the most important in the age of Windows and Apples. The inability to click and scroll without pain brings about great frustration.

The wincing caused by typing out simple words to screen was distressing enough. Then to find one can't click and scroll, well...let's just say I'll be more careful about protecting my mouse finger from now on.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Ouch!

Well, I had planned something else to post today but I uh (blush)...sliced open my finger while washing a chef's knife. I was being careful and then my mind went elsewhere and...ouch! It was bad enough that I had to quickly remember First Aid training and put pressure on wound, keeping my arm in the air for awhile.

Thankfully, neither of the menfolk were around to tease me about my carelessness nor tell me I looked odd walking around the house with my hand above my head as if I were trying to flag down a Taxi indoors. I am hoping for help with the dishes.

Said wound makes typing difficult with gauze and such around finger. Hoping to be much better by tomorrow.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Oh, what a wonderful recipe!

Many thanks to Smilensigh for leading us to the wonderful Homemade Cadbury Easter Egg recipe at Vintage Hearts.

I have no idea how I missed this on Bloglines (that's what I get for hurrying through reading my blogs!).

I plan to post some of my own homemade candy recipes soon, too.

However, this one is a winner! Can't wait to try it soon.
Crest

Your Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:

Her Noble Excellency Brenda
the Elegant of Leighton in the Bucket


Hats off to Lanier for the link...find your own title by going...here.

Separating real life from Holy living

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.
Psalm 42:1

This is something I have never been able to figure out about the Christian life, or at least how some people view the Christian life. A person I'm fond of, after viewing the video of my daughter's wedding, commented about how "religious" the wedding was. I was quite surprised because it didn't seem any more "religious" to me than anything else in our life. To me, that is the way life is to be lived...including God and honoring God in all we do.

While that wedding has now enjoyed many anniversaries, three children, and another on the way, I continue to think of that comment once in awhile. It was one of those eye opening experiences which made me think of how choices made long ago have affected the next generation...not to mention those which follow.

I wasn't raised in a "church-going home". I would attend church with friends at times and even go myself to one of the churches in my small town, mainly out of curiosity. But church life was foreign to me. So...having become a Christian in the midst of the Jesus Movement, I didn't know there were people who thought about and lived out their faith only on Sunday.

Having my spiritual pablum be such teaching as Francis Schaeffer, C.S. Lewis, and others who taught that our lives were to be lived in Christ moment by moment and day by day, I thought all Christians lived that way. I guess one could call it a Brother Lawrence mentality, wanting to be as close to Christ when washing dishes as I am when having my morning quiet time.

At this stage of my life, my calling is not to preach great sermons or leave for a mission field but my calling and my mission field is within one family and four walls right now. It is this group of people for which I will stand before Him and give account someday. I want to be able to talk to Him about this calling, ask for His ideas, receive His direction...while doing dishes. (Can you tell I do a lot of dishes?)

My calling has expanded in past years to include church activities and various jobs but right now...four walls and eight people...and two cats. Sometimes a few friends or neighbors added in for variety from the Lord, or wonderful blogging friends, but face-to-face, the emphasis of my world is small. Just about right for the amount of energy given for the task.

I don't want to separate Monday through Saturday from...Sunday. There is no way I could live my life, with all the challenges that happen each day, if Christianity was only about Sunday. There is not one day that goes by when at sometime, I'm not calling to Him and reminding Him that without Grace, Mercy, Strength, Wisdom, Patience, etc...I will not survive another minute, much less until I can crawl between the flannel sheets and find rest for my body. I need rest for my soul on a moment by moment basis.

I stay close to Him, not for religious reasons ,or because someone says I should pray more often. I pray more often because I live in a fallen world and only through staying close to the Creator can I exist even one more moment. My total life is about Him because only through Him is there life each day.

Monday, February 19, 2007

You call this overprotecting?

I had to go "into town" today because we were out of cream for my morning coffee. I was resorting to fake, powdered chemicals, and it wasn't pretty. So...my son and I took advantage of a sunny morning to have a quick lunch at McDonald's (talk about chemicals and such but at least the salt and fat are tasty).

Somehow the conversation came around to drugs and alcohol at parties and friendships...and how they all relate. He could only recall being at one party where he knew without a doubt someone was on a "drug", because he could smell the aroma of the...uh...ciggy. My husband served two tours of duty in Viet Nam and has always told us one never forgets that particular aroma.

What got me thinking was this...how many seventeen year old boys can say they haven't been to parties with drugs and alcohol at least somewhere in a back room? Oh, there have been plenty of LAN parties where there was objectionable language (and these were Christians) but these guys only overdose on Mountain Dew.

I've been accused of overprotecting both of my children at times. Mainly because I monitored their media, who were their friends, and I wanted to know where they were and if they were coming home late. Horrible mother, terrible, call Family Services! That was even before we made the decision to homeschool Christopher!

What I find amusing is how NOT overprotective I am in many areas. My son's best friends for years (and as close as brothers) are liberal Jews. Another good friend is a Hindu. He does have one Christian in his best friends circle...the one that had purple hair at one time. These are the people whose parties he attends...without the drugs and other such modern day amenities. I know their parents...good people...moral people.

I'm the only mother I know who knows all the characters in at least one anime because my son and I watched Dragon Ball Z together every evening for a couple of years. I'm familiar enough with a couple of other anime that I can read the title and know what they are about. This came about because my son wanted to watch a couple that were popular so I agreed as long as we could watch them together and discuss them (he must have been around age ten when we started). We agree completely on what seasons were good and what were...not.

I also probably corrupted my children by letting them watch Star Trek in all its genre, Babylon 5, and Star Gate through hundreds of reruns. I'd rather watch a rerun of one of them than a brand new episode of whatever is on TV these days!

There's something about Science Fiction that brings about Possibility in that part of my brain where Story resides. I remember reading Perelandra by C. S. Lewis (second in his Space trilogy) and I could see God's Hand at work on Venus as it had been on Earth before we became The Silent Planet.

Overprotective? If only they knew? I guess I am if overprotective means I must be an integral part of their life, that their father and I insist on being an influence on who they know, what they are doing, and what kind of person they are becoming.

I'm overprotective if I do all in my ability to provide an atmosphere that they want to live as Christians and to really know Christ. Not to just let them "make their own decision" ...someday...maybe...about "religion". As if one were deciding between regular Coke and diet Coke and not their eternal future?

To be honest, I like both my kids...the teenager and the one who is raising her own children. I like her husband, too. Neither are perfect by any means but then again, they were raised by imperfect parents. :)

So....this was where my mind had been today as I was chatting with a teenager at McDonald's.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Sunday Afternoon Tea

I've been thinking lately about legacies.

What kind of legacy am I leaving behind when it is my time to meet face to face with my Lord?

I suppose in my own family, my legacy would include a love of the written word and Truth. That it is good to seek knowledge through books and it is just as good to find escape from the cruelty of today's world within the pages of good writing...whether the writing is a classic novel or a story from a newly discovered author.

I would hope my legacy would include surrounding our personal spaces with that which makes our hearts sing and inspires us to all things beautiful. If found while on a thrifting expedition, all the better. :)

I hope my legacy would be one of finding great joy in seeking out good food, bringing it home, and preparing it with as much creativity and anticipation as a great artist brings together colors on canvas. Whether creating a feast to be enjoyed at the dinner table set with our best china or a picnic of good cheese...with fresh fruit...and bread.

I think my legacy does include seeing the Hand of our Lord in the hard times as well as good times. That this is not Heaven, yet...so never give up. I hope my life will draw my husband, children, and grandchildren closer to the One who thought of them before the foundation of the world. I hope the way I handle adversity and success both point the way to the Father.

I hope He can take my weaknesses and mold them into a legacy of strength so that my family can see He uses the foolish things of the world to His glory. Perfection is our Heavenly goal, not the road in which we walk.

The pondering made me think of women I admire, women from whom I have learned so much through the years like Elisabeth Elliot, Edith Schaeffer, Anne Ortland, and Elizabeth George. Their teachings all came from personal experience, letting us into their world and sharing the lessons they have learned in their walk with God. When reading their books, I find it is like sitting across from them, absorbing the wisdom of a life lived for Christ.

One legacy Edith Schaeffer created (and continues at Swiss L'Abri to this day) is that of Sunday High Tea. Tea is served as the background for hospitality, family, friendships, community, teaching, sharing, discussions, etc. How I would have loved to be a part of those High Teas at L'Abri.

So I was thinking...each Sunday, I will share Tea within the living room of this little corner of the blog world. As you can see from the picture, I'm even letting you use my Royal Albert Lilac Rose dishes. :)

Imagine we are sitting around the living room, drinking Earl Grey (or your favorite tea), eating hearty sandwiches (for this is High Tea), hoping no one is watching as we go for thirds and fourths to the dessert tray (they are small, you know), and chatting about...Life.

This afternoon, I'd love to know...what legacy do you hope to leave?

As Time Goes By

I am not as easily distracted as my son (whose hearing is so sensitive, he cannot filter out sounds). However, it is sensitive enough that I found I could not read my own blog when there were words being played.

So...I found one of my favorite songs...from my favorite movie. I love the music and I can concentrate.

As Time Goes By from Casablanca, as played by Henry Mancini. Enjoy!

Updated recipe blog

I have added the recipe for Brownie Swirl Cheesecake to my recipe blog as requested. I have to say it was a big hit. My husband usually shows great restraint when eating desserts but he finished off about a quarter of a 9 x 13" pan in one sitting!

I tried a little piece of it a few hours after baking and then again after it had sit in my (very) cold garage for about six or seven hours. The flavors were much better after it had been allowed to chill longer.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Saturday Review of Books

The Saturday Review of Books is up at Semicolon. I was a little late posting this week so there were plenty of reviews up when I arrived. I know what I'm doing later today, clicking on those links and reading book reviews (which invariably leads me to new blogs by book lovers).

Here's someone enjoying the snow

This picture is from our local newscast. The meteorologist was wondering if the horse is making "horse angels", hehehe. I love it! Trust one of God's animal creations to show sheer joy in the snow (along with children) while we adults are concerned about getting to our destinations without slipping and sliding.

We had more significant snow overnight and my son had to go into work today. So Mom trudged through the snowdrifts and cleared the car off, getting it started so it would be plenty warm when he left. (I haven't seen so much snow since we lived in Western Michigan!) While I was out, I also trudged (literally) through drifts out to the county road to get the paper. When my husband was pouring his coffee and saying, "Eliza, where's my paper?"*...I was ready. :)

Christopher has never driven in this much snow before so I'm praying...a lot! I made him take a duffel bag with items he would need if he has to stay with friends overnight but he says he is going to try to make it home...sigh. I've told my husband for years there is a reason we send teenage boys to war.

I enjoyed getting out of the house for awhile yesterday, mainly running a couple of errands with him. He asked if we could have breakfast at Burger King since we left home in time. As I was given the tray of food, I looked up at the manager who was waiting on me and commented that I was having a fried breakfast. It will take four or five salads to get that out of my system. I stopped by Border's while out to see if the latest issue of Tea Time was on the stands. It's about that time. The only magazines which were tempting were all British and none so much that I was willing to spend $6.99 (or more).

I will read more of 1776 (which is wonderful!) today and begin thinking of what I want to put in my Spring Reading Challenge list. There are the ongoing household gotta do's that must be done but there's something about more snow falling outside and the cold weather that makes me want to curl up on the sofa and read...or at least ponder the deep things of the Universe.

Once it gets warm and the sun is shining, the flowers beckoning me outside, then I'll get a little more energetic (or at least one hopes).

Note Added: Lest one think my guys are terrible to have the lady of the house out clearing the car and trudging through snow, I actually LIKE cold weather and they do not.

*Reference My Fair Lady

Friday, February 16, 2007

Digging out...kind of?

We have just enough of our driveway dug out to nudge our car into and away from the gravel lane. My son was able to get the car out yesterday evening to have an early dinner with one of his best friends at Wendy's. Teenagers can get cabin fever after about five minutes. Even my son who does enjoy being in his room, on his computer...with snacks. :)

We're headed into town this morning to purchase more cold medicine and Traditional Medicinals Throat Coat Tea. We could survive without it but more snow is on the way this weekend and I know Mothers can get cabin fever after a week so it is a good thing to get out awhile. Although, truth be told...I'm still enjoying being inside. The Winter Reading Challenge ends on February 28th and I have some serious reading to do!

Christopher has to work at the bookstore tomorrow so I'm packing a duffel bag for him in case he needs to spend Saturday night at our friend's house in town. It's beginning to look like travel by Saturday evening would not be wise, especially for someone who has not driven in these conditions before.

My hubby finally has his newspapers (three in the rural newspaper "box" by yesterday afternoon) but we still haven't received mail. We are at the end of a rural route so I expect it just hadn't arrived when we last checked. I am certain the children who attend our county schools are excited to have the snow day of their dreams!

I'm curious to see what the world looks like with all of this snow, so I'm off now to explore.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Vintage Frost

As I've mentioned before, this is our last semester of Charlotte Mason "schooling" before my son finishes his homeschooling journey at the junior college.

So, I'm putting together some favorite poems for my son to learn. These two are definitely at the top of my favorites list, both by the wonderful Robert Frost...

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Still digging out

We cannot get out of our driveway, yet, much less attempt country roads.

We have had no mail or newspaper delivery in a few days.

My husband is going into serious newspaper withdrawal.

County schools are closed until Monday.

I'm warm and cozy in the house with plenty of food, coffee, tea, books, and company from male-type humans and female-type kitties.

I can read my favorite blogs without thinking I should be going somewhere.

If I were five, I'd be outside already making a snowman. I'm far from age five.

Eventually, I'll have to make my way out into the cold (woke up to a -7 temperature), snowy world but for now...I'm hibernating.

back to freedom and dignity

I've mentioned a few times, back in the archives somewhere, that no one had more of an influence on me spiritually than Francis and Edith Schaeffer. As a new Christian back in the days of the Jesus Movement, his influence was felt from teenagers like me from an "unchurched" home to men and women in Science, the Arts, Medicine, Politics, Education, and beyond. I can't tell you how many times I've dropped to my knees and thanked my Creator for calling me to Himself, putting me in the Spiritual Kindergarten of people like Schaeffer as a new Christian.

I finished reading back to freedom and dignity yesterday afternoon between checking the roast in the Crock Pot and placing scoops of chocolate chip cookies on cookie sheets and into the oven. That's Mommy-Grammie philosophy, if one can't go from deep thinking to the kitchen and back, philosophical thought doesn't happen!

I don't know why I hadn't read this book before, I mean...it isn't very big. I've had it with my other Schaeffer books since the 70s and I've held on to it. (I've given away many Schaeffer books to young people in the ministry to uh...influence...the newer generation.)

In this little book, Schaeffer talks mainly about the recent (at the time in the early 70s) writings of two social scientists, Jacques Monod and B. F. Skinner. The words are chilling, especially to one who remembers how popular Skinner's book, Beyond Freedom and Dignity, was to my generation. That book, in a nutshell, teaches that man is basically a combination of chemicals who is what he is due to his environment and surroundings...man has no soul or spirit to set him apart. After reading it, one comes away understanding how those who have a more liberal and non evangelical mindset have a different view of life than those of us who believe we were created in the image of a living and personal God.

I also found it interesting that Skinner comes from a Christian family and Schaeffer's warning to parents is profound...the Christianity we live before our children must never be one of only rules and fear as was the Christianity in which Skinner was raised and rejected.

Here is the final paragraph in this little book, full of big ideas, written in 1972:

"What has happened to man? We must see him as one who has torn himself away both from the infinite-personal God who created him as finite but in his image, and from God's revelation to him. Made in God's image, man was made to be great, he was made to be beautiful and he was made to be creative in life and art. But his rebellion has led him into making himself into nothing but a machine."

Wow...

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Midwest snow dunes

Happy Valentine's Day

Okay, I know this is a Christmas picture but it is what Valentine's Day looks like here at my home. I awoke to a fairytale world outside, it is absolutely beautiful with sunshine and blue skies. The storm which left behind 17" of snow is moving east. It's rather deceptive where we live as we don't have much drifting in front of our house (albeit deep snow) and we didn't get white out conditions until later in the day when my son's friends who live in the area were experiencing no visibility from their house. We figure it is because we live at the edge of a forest and the winds were coming from the west, which is where we have the thickest area of trees.

My husband found his old Army boots and put them on, along with many layers of clothing, to brave the blizzard conditions about an hour before the sun went down yesterday. He shoveled snow off our porch and on the sidewalk going from the porch to our driveway. He backed our car from where I'd parked it (close to the garage) and was able to get it out to gravel lane where he turned it around and backed it just into our driveway enough so the neighbor with a snow plow can clear the lane without hitting it. This way if we must get out before he can get to our driveway, we can do so. My son would normally help but he has not been able to get rid of the cold symptoms which have settled in his chest. It is a good thing he is forced to stay still for a few days!

We never lost power so our Valentine's day dinner will be roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, veggies, and a dessert. I decided against making the cheese cake I was thinking of yesterday. I'll go through my files and make something soon. The roast is already in the Crock Pot with some Worcestershire sauce and a can of Cream of Mushroom soup...nothing fancy but they love it. I'll set the table and use fine china and such just before serving it to surprise them. (This is when I miss the dining room in our former house which had DOORS!).

We continue to be under a snow emergency in our county so travel is to be only for essential vehicles. Since the government says I have to stay at home, then that's good enough for me. :) So I'm going enjoy one more snow day with baking and reading. I've decided to finish Francis Schaeffer's back to freedom and dignity as I have only a few more pages to read and then pull out a Grace Livingston Hill. It will be like taking a vacation to another era. Perhaps I'll throw in one load of laundry just to appease any guilt feelings and of course, there will be the usual kitchen cleanup. Otherwise, I'm looking forward to a beautiful, snow covered Valentine's Day inside where it is warm and cozy!

My prayer for you this Valentine's Day is to know Him who heals all wounded and broken hearts, who is building an eternal home for you where there is no loneliness or heartbreak, and who is preparing a meal where true fellowship awaits all of us.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

For my honey

Happy Valentine's Day!

Remember when this song was sung by our friend, playing his guitar as we stood before the altar. Isn't it hard to believe it has been thirty-two (and a half) years?

Of course, I was a child bride. :)

The Wedding Song (There Is Love)
(Words and Music by Paul Stookey)

He is now to be among you
at the calling of your hearts
Rest assured this troubadour
is acting on His part.
The union of your spirits, here,
has caused Him to remain
for whenever two or more of you
are gathered in His name
there is Love, there is Love.

Well, a man shall leave his mother
and a woman leave her home
and they shall travel on to where
the two shall be as one.
As it was in the beginning
is now and til the end
Woman draws her life from man
and gives it back again.
And there is Love, there is Love.

Well then what's to be the reason
for becoming man and wife?
Is it love that brings you here
or love that brings you life?
And if loving is the answer,
then who's the giving for?
Do you believe in something
that you've never seen before?
Oh there is Love, there is Love.

Oh the marriage of your spirits here
has caused Him to remain
for whenever two or more of you
are gathered in His name
there is Love, there is Love.


Storm!

Forget about watches and warnings, the storm is here. It didn't sound like a storm had hit when I awoke this morning. Living in a brick house does cushion much of the sound unless it is a humdinger of a thunderstorm...or blizzard. It seems the storm arrived around Midnight and it has just begun to turn into a full fledged blizzard, I'm beginning to actually hear the wind.

Those in the know began talking late Sunday evening about blizzard possibilities, which changed everything in my mind. I began a mental list of things that needed to be accomplished in case we could not get out for a few days. So my Monday schedule began early yesterday by driving to the bigger city close to us to drop off our broken router at the main UPS building so it would arrive on time (and we would not be charged $100 if it didn't).

While in town, I stopped at Target since it carries items I cannot get closer to me (like the Viva paper towels made for vertical paper towel holders). They had Valentine's Hershey's Kisses on sale so I bought a package of their dark chocolate with raspberry (they were pretty), a package of their chocolate with almonds (for my hubby), and their regular chocolate kisses (for my son). I'll "sprinkle" them on the dinner table as a decoration tomorrow and place some in my cut glass candy dish that I inherited from my mother-in-law.

That's about it for Valentine's day decorations with these two guys. I still have the pretty mum's plant that I picked out for the flowers my husband promised me earlier (they look like daisies). I'll use them as a centerpiece. I'm also going to try a recipe I've had in my files for years which I think will be festive, it is a brownie cheesecake recipe that I'm going to add a chocolate ganache on the top. I'll post it on my blog file if it turns out.

While "in town", I decided I'd better purchase a few extra grocery items...those that would come in handy if we lost power (more peanut butter & jelly, deli sliced ham and turkey, Colby cheese, Triscuits, a package of Keebler Soft Chocolate Chip Cookies for...uh...my son.). :)

It's interesting how what we consider being prepared can change with circumstances. When we were expecting heavy snows and just a "winter storm", I really didn't think about losing power. However, put the word BLIZZARD in my brain and that was the first thing I considered, especially living in a rural area.

I had put off baking bread due to wheat "issues". There was only a small amount of wheat in the container which I keep in the kitchen so that meant my husband was going to have to open the big container in the garage. (I have ground organic wheat for about ten years since it is good for my husband's immune system.) He was quite happy to do this for me this morning so he could get some homemade bread. In cold weather, I always grind enough wheat to fill up my "vintage" Tupperware flour canister (it wasn't considered vintage when I bought it thirty years ago)...sigh. I don't worry about it going rancid like I do in hot weather (I keep it in the refrigerator then).

With the possibility of a power outage, I ground enough flour to make two loaves of bread today (one a nice half whole wheat-half white bread flour loaf made with warmed milk, honey, and butter to enjoy today and the other made with all whole wheat flour, honey, water, and olive oil for my husband to use for breakfast each day) and then more flour to fill the canister. When I finish at the computer, I'm going to make orange cranberry quick bread and the dessert for tomorrow's Valentine's day dinner for the guys (which will either be roast beef with mashed potatoes or ham sandwiches). That way everything I need the oven for will be baked. (By the way, I have posted my favorite bread machine recipe on my recipe blog, I've used it for many years.)

So I'm off to the kitchen to cook, bake, and then enjoy another cup of coffee. Once all is done and the dishes washed, I can read for awhile. I started the Bible in 90 Days Program of reading yesterday, along with others who listen to a Moody radio station. So I'll have my nose in the Good Book, along with journeying back to 1776, and finishing back to freedom and dignity by Francis Schaeffer (he's the one who put it all small letters in the title). Hmmm...add to that my daily reading of My Utmost For His Highest, my daily reading in Proverbs, and a couple of reports my son has written for schoolwork...I think I'll cuddle up on the sofa with a good tea in a thermos instead of a teapot, a throw to put around me, a slice of warm bread when it is finished...and enjoy being snowed in. Perhaps even taking a break to watch Narnia on DVD. Might as well enjoy being warm and cozy inside.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Storm Watch

We are under a Winter Storm Watch today. The meteorologists are saying we could get the worst snowstorm in ten years. So I stopped by the grocery store to purchase milk and eggs, a couple of other items needed for a recipe I want to try this week, and potatoes while the 10# bags are buy-one-get-one-free. Even if we do not have a blizzard, the drifting snow could make traffic difficult to get "into town". I also stopped by the gas station to make certain the car has a full tank of gas.

Then additional amounts of "possible snow" were added so I had my son stop at the grocery store on his way back from town for another two dozen eggs (they last for weeks and weeks when kept in their original containers in the frig). He went to Wal Mart since it is on his way home. He said he had to drive around until someone pulled out to get a parking place (and this one has a huge parking lot!)

I now have enough milk and eggs and I can make bread so we're good to go. Judging from the local and state newscasts, people are kinda' hoping for a big storm...especially school children who are not homeschooled.

I was thinking on the way home (from stopping by the store) about my need to "top off" the gasoline in the car and the food in the frig...how being under a Storm Watch changes everything. I had already finished my major food shopping last week but the realization that it may be difficult to run into town for a few items made me feel that desire to make certain we had "enough". I suppose it is a natural nesting instinct.

That's the way I feel about life in general right now. As I look at the world situation, hear the news, and see the signs all around me, I feel God has given us a Storm Watch. That's why I feel we need to look closely at how we are living our life, the decisions we make, how to spend our money. Those who have their ear to the ground are saying trouble is brewing, just like the storm to our west.

Living in the Midwest, I hear about the economic troubles of the auto industry quite often on the news. I hear how rising oil prices have affected the farmers, not only here but all over the country. It doesn't take much imagination to go down the road where terrorism could lead the country. Definitely a storm brewing. I'm certainly glad there is peace as well as wisdom available from Above. He is in control and I can sleep safely tonight in knowing that. I don't know how people can have peace in these troubled times who have no foundation of Faith.

So...as the angels say, "Fear not".

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Read any good books lately?

There is no other combination of words in the English language which will get me chatting away, even to perfect strangers. With the possible exception of, "Are those pictures of your grandchildren?". I think it was Gordon MacDonald who opens conversations with young pastors with this question (regarding books, not grandchildren). He says he can tell where someone is in their spiritual walk just by the books they are reading, as well as the books they are not reading (as in not taking time to read).

I'm still chipping away at the Winter Book Challenge but like any true bibliophile (and particularly homeschool moms who are bibliophiles), I get distracted easily. My husband and I were at Barnes & Noble a couple weeks ago where I found Thomas Kinkade's book called The Art of Creative Living; Making Every Day a Radiant Masterpiece on the clearance table. I had wanted this book for awhile but it is not one I would pay full price for. I very much enjoyed one of his other nonfiction books about finding simplicity in our lives so I was looking forward to reading this one.

It has not disappointed me. While not a deep theological book by any means, Kinkade points one to the Creator in each chapter. I especially found his chapter about childhood to be thought provoking, how God uses our childhood experiences to form us into the person he wants us to be. I have a few more chapters to read, most likely it will be finished later this evening. Then I will get back to 1776 with David McCullough (perhaps one of the most gifted writers in this or the last century!). That man can bring history alive!

So, I will ask of you...read any good books lately?

Continuing to free myself of free stuff

I spent hours yesterday going through magazines and such. This is a good time to do it with the temperatures so cold outside. My son and I took a quick trip into town to pick up his paycheck from the bookstore. Since it is not far from the library near the University, I took a few dozen magazines that I'd skimmed and put them on the free shelf. Most were cooking magazines but six or seven were Traditional Home decorating magazines. After going through a couple, I set all aside to return to the library. They were beautiful homes but none of them looked lived in. There wasn't anything I could pull from to use in my own home. Perhaps in some of the issues I didn't look through I would have found some treasure I doubt it. My style is different.

I did find some pictures and ideas worth cutting out in a few Midwest Living magazines (always has great recipes) and Better Homes & Garden. BH&G had an article about a mother and daughter's decorating styles with side-by-side pictures. I really enjoyed that as I can go to my daughter's house and "see" some of my own style but she makes it entirely different. One treasure I took away from this article, the mother had a pretty crystal pitcher displayed with a collection of teaspoons in it. Hmmm...I have a variety of teaspoons, also...collected from Goodwill from time to time to replace spoons left behind by my husband at work. I've always thought the variety was actually pretty. Hmmm...I have a little crystal pitcher that I purchased in a thrift store at one time, hiding away in the back of a kitchen cabinet. Well, out came the beautiful pitcher, now holding the uh..."collection"...of teaspoons. It sits near the glass cake pedestal in a corner of my kitchen counter, exactly where it is needed for coffee and other beverages. Now that was worth hours of sorting through magazines even if my husband rolls his eyes and can't figure out why they were taken out of the drawer where they belong (engineers...sheesh)!

Last night I stayed up late waiting for my son to return home from a friend's house. Most of the time, he calls me before heading back out to the country (unless we agree ahead of time for him not to call, usually if I need to turn in early). He arrived home close to Midnight to find me reading a stack of Creative Ideas For Living. I was so happy to find these in a sack at the library, they had been one of my favorite magazines at one time (Victoria being the other favorite). It was fun to go through them and see all the 1980s hair styles and such. I set aside a few that I will more carefully read today, those which had some articles to cut out and put in my files. The remainder are all ready to drop by the library. I have to admit great nostalgia reading those magazines, they reflected so much of my own life at that time...happy days filled with the creative projects of a young mom.

My goal for today is to go through all the remaining magazines and drop them off at the library when I pick my son up from work this evening. I'm thinking half of them can be returned completely unread! If you see me pick up another free copy of Country Woman, Taste of Home, or Quick Cooking, slap my hand gently and remind me that I have plenty of recipes now to file and use! No longer will I bring home a sack of Mary Engelbreit magazines just because they are available. However, be careful if you come between me and any Victorias on the shelf. :)