The Greene House

What Was I Thinking?

2011-03-14T19:36:00.008-05:00

Well, last week I finally gave in, and paid a visit to the doctor. I would rather take my mother Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve, (my family will be able to appreciate that statement) than to go sit in a doctors office. It is not that I feel sick...my joints and muscles have been bugging me. Anyway, the doctor ran a few tests....actually he ran a lot of tests. Hopefully, we'll get this figured out.

This morning, I was going through a few magazines, trying to decide on a little current reading material for the bathroom. I ran across the Victoria's Secret Catalog 2011 Swimwear Edition. After thumbing through it, (looking at every page) I thoughtlessly tossed it on the pile of magazines to go to into the bathroom. Then later this morning, I suddenly remembered with whom I live. What was I thinking?

Wearing Her Big Girl Panties

2011-03-03T15:00:00.009-06:00

Well, little Miss Gianna is now 2 1/2, and is currently doing her "potty training". At first she was not at all fond of the idea. As a matter of fact, she down right refused. So couple of weeks ago... I was shopping at our local Dollar General Store, and I found the cutest Dora and Princess (Cinderella, Snow White and Belle) panties. I just knew she would LOVE them! I thought to myself...OK tomorrow I am going to sit down with her, and have a serious talk about using the potty.

So when she arrived the next morning, I wasted no time. We sat down on the floor, and I told her about the cute panties I found, and how only BIG girls get to wear Dora and Princess panties. I promised her that we would go to the store, and buy them. I told her about all the cool things she would get to do if she started using the potty. Like, getting a gummy bear (she calls them Gummy Yums) each time she used the potty. Going to mothers day out to play with other kids, and even taking gymnastics!

Now, she's looking at me with a very serious face, and I am thinking, OH YES...she's paying attention! She gets it! So I ask her the million dollar question. "So what do you think, Gianna? Are you ready to wear your big girl panties?" She raised her eyebrows, her forehead wrinkled, and she responded..."Keeka, you got a booga in you nose"

Favorite Photo Friday

2010-12-10T19:37:00.005-06:00

I haven't done a "Favorite Photo Friday" in a long time. We had a really nice day today. Randy and Caleb had the day off from work and school...so we spent most of the day outside. Fall is is just about a done deal here in Southeast Texas. It has been cold all week, but today was really nice. Except for the mosquito's! (Where in the world do they hide out when it is cold?) Randy decided that it was a good time to clean up a little outside, and he had some great helpers. The secong and last photograph's are without a doubt my favorites. Caleb had been trying to talk Gianna into taking a ride in the wheel barrow. He decided to get in, and show her how much fun she would have. In the end he convinced her, but I think what he really wanted was for his daddy to push him around the yard.

A Few Of Our 2010 Winter Festivities

2010-12-09T15:30:00.005-06:00

This photograph was taken just before the boys left for their Lamar University Winter Concert performance. Could they possibly look any more thrilled? Me: You two could smile just a little! Caleb: We are smiling just a little Mom! Me: Okey Dokey...Click! I have tried staring at the photo, but I still can't make out a smile. As a matter of fact, Caleb looks a little like my brother in this photo, and for some reason I have this overwhelming urge to walk right up to him and thump his nose.

Shelby's winter concert. It is simply amazing how beautifully these kids play. They sound so professional. The photograph is not great. For some reason I just cannot seem take a good photo in that auditorium. It is because of the lighting I'm sure, and my lack of understanding of how to use it properly.
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Matthew enjoying a beautiful day at Claiborne West Park. I got some pretty good shots of Matthew for Christmas. Getting him to sit down on the ground took a little time, but once he felt secure...he relaxed and smiled. I also got some pretty funny shots. He is such a clown.
And finally a couple of shots of Shelby and her date before the 2010 Jingle Bell Ball. We had such a great time shopping and getting ready for this event. This was actually Shelby's first "real" date. I mean she has had dates where we dropped her off and picked her up, but this young man picked her up, took her out and brought her home. She had a blast!

Climbing Castles & Conquering Fears

2010-11-11T22:28:00.014-06:00

I got an e-mail from Matthew's teacher this afternoon. Today the class went on a field trip to Shangri La in Orange Texas, and then to Lions Club Park for a picnic. She shared with me that while at the park, Matthew climbed to the top of the castle. With all of his anxieties about new situations, and fear of heights....going up there is a pretty big deal. She said he yelled the whole way, but he wanted to climb it , and he did. He was quite proud of himself. I've noticed this quite a bit with Matthew lately. He battles with the desire to try new things...and the fear that generally stops him. This made me think about our trip to the S.E. Texas State Fair. He walked around all day with Randy and I ...while his brother and sister rode some of the rides. He watched them, and I could see that he wanted to...but each time we asked him he answered... "NO!" That is until he watched them ride the bumper cars. He took some tickets from my bag, grabbed his dads hand, and pointed at the cars. I asked him if he wanted to ride and this time his answer was YES! So there he stood in line with his dad. The longer they waited, the more nervous he became. When their turn came up, he began to scream. Randy looked back at me...he was not sure whether to go forward or to help him away from the cars. But Matthew continued to walk forward. He screamed until they were both sitting in the same bumper car and for a few seconds after the car began to move. Eventually he relaxed and enjoyed himself. When the ride was over...he was beside himself with pride.

On The Mend

2010-11-03T17:02:00.005-05:00

Well, Matthew's eardrum did not ruptured after all...thank goodness! He does however have a pretty severe ear infection. Bad timing too, as today he would have made the really fun trip with his class to Plantersville Texas, for the Texas Renaissance Festival. I hate for him to miss anything... this being his last year of School. Our visit at the doctors office yesterday went pretty much as expected. Randy restrained, The Doctor examined, Matthew screamed, and I to no avail tried to calm and comfort him. This is just one of the many hurdles of having a non-verbal child. After the doctor finished the examination, we were all pretty much frazzled and in need of a sedative. Randy took Matthew back out to the car while I got the prescriptions, and talked with the Doctor. What the screaming boils down to is anxiety....so maybe an anti-anxiety medication is what he needs? But he is only like that when he presented with the unfamiliar. He has the sweetest personality, and a most outstanding sense of humor. Other than the occasional antibiotic...he has never been on medication of any kind. I'm just not sure what to do.

Waiting for Dr. Appointment

2010-11-02T14:34:00.008-05:00

I am pretty sure that Matthew's eardrum has ruptured, and I'm feeling pretty lousy about it. I've always been pretty good at just knowing when something is off with him. He has had what I thought was a cold for the last few days, but sadly, I had no idea his ear was bothering him. It certainly hasn't affected his appetite one bit! Taking Matthew to the doctor is not an easy task, and to be honest...my stomach is currently in knots. He is going to begin screaming at the door, he is going to scream in the waiting room, and every eye in the place will be fixed on us. He is now bigger than me and I am no longer able to distract, or restrain so that the doctor can examine him. Thank God for my wonderful Randy...he will be meeting us there to help.

Breakfast Tater Tot Casserole

2010-11-01T13:25:00.012-05:00

1 Bag Tater Tots
1 1/2 lbs. Spicy Italian Sausage
1 Onion Chopped
2 Cups Shredded Cheese, Divided
1 Dozen Eggs
1 1/2 Cups Milk
1 Tsp. Salt
1 Tsp. Pepper
2 Tsp Garlic Powder

Place tater tots in bottom of baking dish.
Pour one cup of the shredded cheese over the top of tater tots.
In a skillet brown the sausage with the onions, then pour over top of cheese.
Beat the eggs with the milk, salt, pepper and garlic, pour this mixture over sausage.
Place casserole in oven and bake for 45 minutes.
Remove casserole from oven and pour the remaining 1 cup of cheese over the top.
Return to oven until cheese bubbles.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-10-13T22:00:00.011-05:00

Saturday Morning

2010-10-11T20:21:00.012-05:00

Saturday=Sleeping in even just a little! Lay in bed, drink coffee, read or maybe watch a little something on the television. In other words, wake up at our own pace day. Well, sleep in worked out, but the rest was not meant to be! I opened my eyes at around 9 AM, thought WHAT IS THAT SMELL, and bolted out of the bed. The kitchen and living room were filled with smoke! I shouted for Randy...who must have already bolted from the bed too, because he was behind me in a flash. We could barely see the anything, but I made my way to the back door, as he made his way to the kitchen. The microwave was on fire!

It didn't take us long to figure out that Mr. Matthew had decided to make his own breakfast. He took a hot pocket out of the freezer, and popped it in the microwave. I am not sure if he removed the wrapper, not do I have any idea how long it had been cooking. Apparently it must have been a long time, as he obviously got bored and went on back to his room. The microwave got so hot that the breaker flipped, which made the it stop running thank goodness. The fire melted the door. On the inside, the hotpocket looked like a piece of charcoal, and was still glowing. We got the smoke out of the house as fast as we could, but I can still smell it.

We were fortunate in many ways. Things could have definitely turned out another way Saturday Morning. None of our fire alarms went off. They are tested every month...and even tested normal that day. I am not sure why they didn't work, but we have new alarms now. We have a new heavy duty microwave, with a child lock. We have removed the knobs on the stove. Funny, we try so hard to encourage Matthew to do as many things as he is able independently and when he does...it scares the hell out of us.

Menopause, What Have You Done To Me?

2010-10-04T12:16:00.004-05:00

I have not slept through the night since I had my hysterectomy back in October of 2007! My ovaries had to be removed, which hurled me violently into menopause at the MUCH TOO YOUNG FOR THIS CRAP age of 41. Some nights, I sleep better than others, but a good night for me is generally waking up only twice, and falling back to sleep in under an hour. I never wake up in the morning feeling completely rested anymore. I don't even remember what "rested" feels like! Sleeping pills are not the answer for me. I have tried them, and while initially they do make me fall asleep quickly...I still wake up several times during the night, feeling extremely drowsy, and frustrated because I cannot get back to sleep.

Hormone replacement therapy has helped with some of the other symptoms. But, Hormone Replacement Therapy comes with it's own risks...some of which can be very serious and occasionally even life threatening. HRT is not for everyone, but I have opted to take them. For me, the benefits outweigh the risks. I take an Estrogen/Testosterone combination. Yes, I mean the male hormone, and no... I will not start to resemble the male gender. It's just a low dose. Woman normally have a low level of Testosterone, it is produced by the ovaries. Just as men normally have a low level of estrogen. When the ovaries cease to function or are removed, the Testosterone is gone, and for many women, so is their libido. In addition, loss of testosterone in women can contribute to fatigue, muscle and bone loss, and depression. Loss of Estrogen increases a woman's risk for heart disease, stroke, osteoporosis and fractures.

One year before the hysterectomy, for my 40th birthday, I quit smoking. Although, I know that it is the best gift I have ever given to myself, sometimes I think that many things were so much easier when I smoked. Weight loss for one thing! Of course, going back to that nasty habit is not even an option. Like many others who have quit before me...I merely replaced my smoking habit with something else. In my case, that replacement has been FOOD! As pride crushing and embarrassing as it is to admit...the result has been a weight gain that is inching closer and closer to the 100lb mark. Of course I have been trying to lose it...but so far my efforts have not been very successful. When I start a diet...I am always raring to go! I'll lose a few pounds, VERY Slowly, and then lose the willpower to continue. Menopause slows the metabolism, but I am fairly sure that my metabolism has died or at the very least, lapsed into a coma.

Junk 2 Joy Etsy Shop

2010-09-10T15:49:00.002-05:00

Kudos to my precious friend Becky over at Holiday In The Sun! She has opened her very first Etsy shop! I know she is thrilled...Junk 2 Joy has been a long time dream for my dear friend...don't you just love when dreams come true!

Becky is a treasured friend to all. Her blog...Holiday In The Sun always contains a warm, friendly message and many times I have felt like the message of the day was meant especially for me. I hope you will pay her blog and brand new Etsy store a visit.
http://holidayinthesun-becky.blogspot.com/2010/09/junk-to-joy-fun.html

I wish you the best of luck with your new business...Becky...I hope it is a HUGE success!!!

The Mad Chatter

2010-09-10T15:08:00.005-05:00

2010-2011 High School (costume) Band Party. The theme was Disney...and she chose the Mad Hatter....but I think she looks more like the Mad Chatter! My beautiful baby girl...she lights up our world!

"A daughter is the happy memories of the past, the joyful moments of the present, and the hope and promise of the future." ~Author Unknown

Mates For Life

2010-08-26T08:18:00.007-05:00

I don't need to say that 60 years of marriage is a remarkable accomplishment and any long- lasting marriage is always the result of a lot of commitment and patience, tolerance and love. My parents have seen it all. Richer, poorer, sickness, health... love, honor, well not so much on the obey side, but you can't have everything. Mom, Dad what a blessing the both of you have been to me. I have so much to be thankful for, but I would not have any of those blessings if it were not for the blessing of my Mom and Dad loving each other for 60 years.

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!

Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.
~Michael Leunig

Happy Anniversary My Love

2010-08-25T23:01:00.007-05:00

Hurricane Rita may have destroyed our wedding photo's...but our love is still just as beautiful as that night you held my face and gave me my first kiss as your wife. 26 years ago I said "I do"...and I still do. I love you, Randy.

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person. ~Mignon McLaughlin

A Stroll Down Memory Lane

2010-08-24T12:04:00.011-05:00

This morning as I watched Shelby leave for her first day as a Sophomore in high school...I was reminded of her first day as a first grader. Even though she really wanted to...I didn't allow her to ride the bus in Kindergarten. But, that year, with the help of her dad...she managed to talk me into letting her ride the bus home in the afternoon. I was so nervous as I stood out there waiting for the bus to arrive. Finally, the bus rounded the curve, and stopped in front of our house. The look on her face was priceless. She couldn't wait to tell me that she had made a friend, and had her phone number on her hand. So we went inside, I gave her the phone, and helped her dial the number. She had forgotten one very important detail.

"Uh....Um... hello...is KID there?" She had the right number...but she forgot to ask her new friend for her name.

Rewind

2010-08-16T18:06:00.008-05:00

I have wanted to sit down and write a little for quite some time but I must admit...I do not like being inside the house much in the summer months. When I am not running the kids and their friends back and forth to summer band practice...I am usually out and about with my camera in hand hoping to capture something unusual or beautiful. If I am really lucky...something unusually beautiful.

Since I have written very little this summer...I feel like I should rewind and pick up where I left off. I've been sitting here thinking ...how am I going to write this entire summer in one post? Then I remembered...I don't have to write it all in one post.

It is a stormy day here in S.E. Texas. Actually...it blew in rather suddenly and just a bit violently around 1:30 this afternoon. I love stormy weather...except when I have to drive in it. Today I was out in the worst of it.

Walking around in my backyard...basking in the calm after the storm makes it all worthwhile.

Photo's: Pink Angel Trumpet. I planted it almost 4 years ago and until this summer...it refused to bloom. I originally had it in a pot out on the deck as advised by a local nursery. Last fall I was tired of messing with it. It looked awful...and had not once bloomed. I told my husband...lets put it in the ground...and if it comes back next summer great....if not then oh well! Last winter was one of the coldest winters we have had in years...and by spring the angel trumpet looked GONE! We cut it to the ground...and much to my surprise...it came back and bloomed! Another surprise...all that time I thought it was a white angel trumpet....it is pink and smells heavenly!

Gianna Rose

2010-07-01T14:24:00.004-05:00

Happy 2nd Birthday precious baby.You have brought so much fun and laughter to my life and I have truly enjoyed spending time with you. You are an angel and I love you very much! ---Keeka

A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. she can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves yet just when you open your mouth she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.
-- Alan Beck

Avocado Egg Rolls

2010-06-12T22:25:00.009-05:00

Oh my goodness I LOVE these things!

1 Tbls. white vinegar

1 tsp. balsamic vinegar
1/2 tsp. tamarind pulp
1/2 cup honey
1 pinch ground saffron
1/2 cup chopped cashews
2/3 cup fresh cilantro
2 cloves garlic
2 green onions
1 Tbls. granulated sugar
1 tsp. ground black pepper
1 tsp. ground cumin
1/4 cup olive oil
1 lrg. avocado - peeled, pitted, diced
2 Tbls. sun-dried tomatoes in oil - chopped
1 Tbls. minced red onion
1/2 tsp. chopped fresh cilantro
1 pinch salt
3 egg roll wrappers
1 egg - beaten

In a microwave-safe bowl, stir together vinegars, tamarind, honey, and saffron; microwave for 1 minute; stir until tamarind is dissolved. -Puree tamarind mixture, cashews, 2/3 cup cilantro, garlic, onions, sugar, pepper, and cumin in a blender. Pour mixture into a bowl and stir in oil; refrigerate until ready to use. Gently stir together avocado, tomatoes, onion, 1/2 tsp. cilantro, and salt. Distribute filling evenly onto center of each egg roll wrapper. Position a wrapper so that a corner is pointing toward you; fold the bottom corner up, 1/4 of the way over the filling; brush remaining corners and edges of the wrapper with egg; roll up from side to side; fold top corner over all and press to seal; repeat with remaining wrappers. Deep-fry egg rolls in 375 degree oil for 3-4 minutes, until golden brown. Drain on brown paper bags. Slice egg rolls diagonally across middle and serve with prepared dipping sauce.

Tamarind pulp can be purchased at many large supermarkets in the ethnic food aisle.

I Miss My Little Buddy

2010-06-10T23:08:00.003-05:00

We all do.

Happy 18th Birthday Caleb

2010-06-08T15:12:00.009-05:00

Now it really gets fun! You are not going to believe how fast your life is about to start moving! At times life can be really hard, and it is true that there IS a lot of ugliness in this world. I'm pretty sure there always will be. Never allow the ugliness to become all that you see. Keep your eyes wide open and notice the beauty all around you. Listen to and trust that little voice inside of you, always be yourself, Remember that your family loves you, keep God in your life...never forget to pray!

Oh, if by chance you should win the lottery in the future...you really should share it with your parents. :)

P.S. To answer the question you asked...No, using trick candles never gets old! haha

Southern Braised BBQ Beef Sandwich

2010-06-04T16:05:00.005-05:00

One 3-pound chuck roast, rinsed and dried
2 medium onions, chopped
1 Tbsp olive oil
1 28-ounce can whole tomatoes (preferably plum tomatoes)
1 18-ounce bottle of your favorite barbecue sauce (or 2 1/4 cups of your favorite homemade BBQ sauce)
Salt and freshly ground black pepper
12 sandwich or hamburger buns

In a large, heavy pot, heat olive oil on medium heat. Add the onions and cook until translucent, about 5 minutes. Add the tomatoes, roughly chopping them in the pot. Add the barbecue sauce, increase heat to medium high and simmer for 10 minutes. Add the chuck roast. Bring to a low simmer, cover and slow cook until meat is very tender, stirring occasionally, about 3 hours.

Remove the meat from the pot. Use a fork and knife to separate the roast into small pieces. Set aside.

Increase the heat on the pot to medium/medium-high, uncover, and reduce the liquid until thick. Stir often to prevent burning.

Return the meat to the liquid in the pan. Warm both thoroughly. Add salt and pepper to taste.
Serve on buns. Makes approximately 12 sandwiches.

Congratulations

2010-06-01T21:37:00.007-05:00

To my baby boy! Where in the world has the time gone? When you were a baby...everyone told us: "You better enjoy him, it goes by really fast." We sure didn't realize just how fast until we watched you receive your diploma on Saturday. When you looked over at me...I could see your precious baby face (and of something blue) as clear as a bell. You have been an absolute joy Caleb. Your dad and I could not be more proud of you. We look forward to watching you continue to grow and spread your wings.

All our love...ALWAYS,

Dad and Mom

Wordless Wednesday

2010-05-19T15:26:00.007-05:00

Happy Mothers Day "Typhoid Mary"

2010-05-14T20:48:00.021-05:00

As I said in my last post...."I am not sick often" but like everyone else, I am occasionally hit with a nasty little bug. In this case I should say a BIG BUG. Of course the bug eventually made its way over to the other side of the bed and bit my precious hubby. Shortly after Randy and I were married I caught the flu... and like any loving new bride...I shared it with my groom. From that point on...anytime I got sick and passed it on to him...he would call me "Typhoid Mary". Had we gone to the doctor immediately recovery might have been a little quicker...then again, maybe not as it was probably just a nasty viral infection. Well, thank goodness...we are both feeling much better.

I had a lovely Mother's Day.We celebrated on Saturday rather than Sunday. Randy came home from work last Friday evening and said "Your Mothers Day will be tomorrow, we need to be there by 9:30 am...and Oh yeah, bring your camera." The only information I could pull out of him was:
1. Dress...extremely casual
2. No walking involved
3. It would take about 2 hours
So we got up at 7:30 and had breakfast at the IHOP...and then we drove off to the unknown...well the unknown to me. I didn't care where we were going...I was just thrilled to to be spending time with my love and that he had planned something special for me.

I was really curious when we pulled up at Riverfront Park...A concert maybe? No, I didn't recall hearing about any concerts and besides...the place it not really big enough for a concert. But still I thought it must be a show of some sort. Until, the boat arrived...

We sailed away aboard The Cardinal and enjoyed a relaxing two hour tour of the Neches River... "The Last Wild River" in east Texas. The day was a beautiful cloudy day...which means we were not dying from the heat. It was educational. Both Randy and I have lived in this area pretty much all of our lives...yet neither of us had ever been on the Neches River. It was peaceful and quiet. The guide and a few others spoke a little...but for the most part all we could hear was the boat rippling through the water, and the birds singing.

Once the tour was over we went straight home. I felt so sleepy that I took a two hour nap. Nature just does that to me.

On Sunday I spent the day with my children and visited my own mother. I hope everyone enjoyed "Mothers Day" weekend as much as I did.

Fussy Wimp-Whiny Crybaby!

2010-05-01T20:53:00.010-05:00

That would be me! I mean is there anything lower than a fussy wimp-whiny crybaby? Because that is exactly what I am right now. My sinuses are blocked, I have bronchitis, it hurts to cough, and tonight my ear has started throbbing. I have not had an earache in years. I don't get sick often, but when I do, I am the biggest baby!

“If you treat a sick child like an adult and a sick adult like a child, everything usually works out pretty well” ~ Ruth Carlisle

Chocolate Dream

2010-04-26T11:53:00.010-05:00

*1 box Duncan Hines® Fudge Brownie Mix
*1/4 cup Kahlua
*2 cups prepared chocolate mousse
*2 cups real whipped cream1 oz. semi-sweet chocolate shavings

Prepare brownie mix according to instructions on box, using the two egg recipe and substituting milk for the water.
*Line (2) 9" X 9" X 2" baking pans with either parchment paper or wax paper.
*Spray bottoms with non-stick cooking spray.
*Pour equal amounts of batter into each pan.
*Bake in a 325 degree oven for 25 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.
*Allow to cool completely.
*Set one brownie pan aside; invert other pan and remove brownie in one piece; return to pan upside down; remove parchment paper.
*Brush the brownie evenly with 1/2 the Kahlua; spread 1/2 the mousse evenly over the brownie; spread 1/2 the whipped cream over the mousse; sprinkle top evenly with chocolate shavings.
*Remove second brownie from pan; brush with remaining Kahlua; place brownie on top of other brownie; spread remaining mousse evenly over the brownie; spread remaining whipped cream over the mousse.
*Refrigerate until ready to serve.

Serves 9

Homemade Kahlua

*6 cups granulated sugar
*4 cups water
*1/4 cup instant coffee granules
*1 cup water
*750 ml bottle of vodka
*1/2 cup vanilla extract

*Dissolve sugar in 4 cups water in a pan over medium heat; boil for 10 minutes; set aside.
*Dissolve coffee granules in 1 cup water in a pan over medium heat; boil for 8 minutes.
*Combine sugar mixture and coffee mixture; cool to room temperature.
*Stir vodka and vanilla into cooled coffee mixture.
*Store in sealed, decorative bottles.

Makes 10 cups

You can also serve this with a chocolate ganache poured over it before serving. The recipe is very simple. Just melt some good quality semi-sweet chocolate chips by pouring hot (do not boil) whipping cream over them and whipping. Let cool before spooning over Chocolate Dream. I have also served this with ice cream instead of mouse.

ENJOY!

Caleb And Shaylynne-Prom Night

2010-04-24T20:59:00.017-05:00

Being very Silly!

Isn't she pretty.

She is a very sweet girl and every bit as silly as he is...

It seems like just yesterday, I was holding this precious little guy in my arms, dancing slowly until he fell asleep....and now he is at his Senior Prom. Time goes by so quickly.

Caleb is sweet, funny, and charming. We could not be more proud.

Hash Brown Casserole

2010-04-22T18:33:00.005-05:00

Have you ever been to "Cracker Barrel"? If so...this is very similar to their recipe!

10.25 oz. can condensed cream of chicken soup
8 oz. Colby cheese - grated
1/2 cup melted butter OR margarine
1 sm. onion - minced
1 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. black pepper
2 lb. bag frozen shredded hash browns

Spray a 13" X 9" X 2" baking pan with non-stick cooking spray; set aside.
*In a bowl, combine soup, cheese, butter, onion, salt, and pepper.
*Gently fold the potatoes into the mixture and pour into prepared pan.
*Bake in a 350 degree oven for 35-40 minutes, until heated through and top is browned.

Serves 8

Wordless Wednesday

2010-04-21T14:25:00.011-05:00

A Greene Family Update

2010-04-20T23:09:00.006-05:00

Well, this week we are preparing for the Caleb's prom. I went with him to get Shay's corsage. yesterday was his last practice with the youth symphony. One more month and our Caleb will be a High School graduate! I can hardly believe how fast time is moving.It seems like just yesterday we were sitting in the NICU wishing we could take him home with us. Or dancing around the living room in his "Barney WONDERware" and his blue Binky in his mouth. Sorry son...your friends most likely won't be reading this...and if they do....trust me.. I feel certain they wore Barney WONDERware too.

Gianna has not felt good. Her allergies are really flared up...and she is cutting more teeth. I remember my kids hurting when they cut their teeth...but this sweet baby has really suffered. She has been wanting me to sit and hold her...which is not like her at all. So I know she is feeling poorly. I don't mind just sitting and holding her....watching her shows, and reading books. Spring has been rough on quite a few family members.

Shelby has been staying after school to catch up and stay on top of her school work. Still struggling with the ADD and Dyslexia...but is hanging in there. She has been helping our new neighbors with their laundry. And of course...time giggling at Randall on the phone. She is showing such maturity this year and I am very proud of her. She turned 16 on the 23rd of March and just the other day mentioned driving. Her brothers immediately said NO! Lord give me strength! I don't think our Shelby is quite ready to drive yet. The truth is more like WE are not ready for Shelby to drive! Soon sweetie.

Stephen gets himself up every morning and goes to college. When he is not at school...he is at work. What precious little time he has left...he sleeps, bathes, eats and starts the day all over. He had the whole day off on Sunday and he took his brother and sister to see a movie. He still plays in the College band and just recently accepted a position to play Bassoon in a community players musical. He is thinking of possibly moving into a dorm next semester...which we are not totally against...it probably would be a good experience for him. But, Randy and I silently hope he will continue to live at home. Hey...home is free and I know he is fed and rested. I can't help it...I am still his mommy.

Life for Mr. Matthew is pretty much same ol' same ol'....just the way he likes it. A couple of times a week we try change his routine up just a little. Like by taking him to a movie, or a short walk at the park. He will oblige...but he lets us know clearly that this not what we normally do. He has this thing about getting into the chairs. The fact that it folds makes him nervous. We hold it down for him, he screams as his sits....and then we are fine. Lately he has been going through his chatty phase. Don't get me wrong...he is always pretty verbal....but it is a language that is all his own. Most of the time we can figure out what he is trying to say....Sometimes he says something as clear as a bell....but sometimes we still struggle to understand.

Work is finally slowing down for Randy. Tax season is always quite hectic. But with the warmer weather and the extra daylight we are out in the evening piddling around the yard. Randy has so many things he wants to do outside. Currently he is planning to build a new shop and a green house for me. I mostly want a place to put my plants in case next winter is like this last one. The crazy freezes we had killed quite a bit of our pretty stuff. I am not sure why but it seems everyone has a yard FULL off weeds this year. So he spent half the evening spraying them...and the other half throwing the tennis ball for a certain Labrador.

As for Monica....My photography class was pushed to the end of May...which is no doubt for the best...but I am so ready to get started. I am still keeping Gianna everyday. We spend almost every morning outside playing in the yard. She plays in the butterfly garden and has no clue that she is helping me develop the art of photography. She also has no clue how much joy she brings to my life. I am doing very well. Like everyone else, I have ups and downs, But, I have remained faithful to the promise that I made to myself. Ridding my heart of burdens, letting go of hurts of the past...and focusing only on what and those who bring joy. Though I admit, sometimes that is easier said than done.... I have learned that when I focus on the gifts in my life, I see blessings everywhere.

Oven Brisket

2010-04-12T20:37:00.007-05:00

4 to 6 lb. Fresh beef brisket, well trimmed
1 C Barbecue sauce (your favorite)
¼ C Worcestershire sauce
¼ C Liquid smoke (Colgin's is best)
1 T Garlic powder
2 t Celery salt
2 t Lemon pepper
1 t Salt
1/4t black pepper
1 C Chopped onion
1 1/4 C Water
2 pkg's dry onion soup mix
Directions:
Preheat oven to 275°F.

In a large baking dish, (Be sure to use a Pyrex baking dish or very heavy metal pan) thoroughly mix all ingredients for sauce. Put the brisket in the baking dish, and turn it over once to coat it with the sauce. Seal the dish with heavy-duty aluminum foil.

Bake at 275°F for 5 to 6 hours. Remove from oven and allow to stand for 1 hour before slicing. Slice across the grain, and serve with sauce. Makes 8 to 10 servings.

Fire Ants

2010-04-11T14:14:00.006-05:00

Normally at this time of year..we are in a full blown war with the Fire Ants. Randy will treat one pile...only to find the next day that the pile has moved a foot or so over from the last. Leaving Randy completely befuddled, and scratching his head. Well...this year seems to be different. I am thinking that either we are just extremely lucky this year...or perhaps the numerous freezes of the winter has killed them. This was without a doubt the coldest winter I have experienced in quite a few years. Not at all typical for this area. Normally...we might get snow once every 20 years...this year we saw it twice! Oh well...maybe the nasty little pests moved off to a better climate.. HA! yeah right!

Dixie Carter

2010-04-10T22:18:00.009-05:00

passed away today. I truly loved designing women....especially Julia. Dixie was a "what you see is what you get" kind of woman....and she always said exactly what was on her mind. Smart, classy, and super duper sassy but above all..always a lady.

It is sad that so many of the greats I enjoyed in my lifetime, have passed away lately.

"Learning can take place in the backyard if there is a human being there who cares about the child. Before learning computers, children should learn to read first. They should sit around the dinner table and hear what their parents have to say and think. " ~Dixie Carter

Gotta Lotta Catchin Up To Do

2010-04-09T20:39:00.007-05:00

My gosh, I cannot believe that have not written a blog since March 20th! I sure have a lot of catching up to do. All the way from Shelby's (16th!) birthday on the 23rd, to Spring break, playing and chasing Gianna, and all the way to the County Fair last weekend. I'll work on that post this weekend. I still have quite a few pictures to edit and upload. I am finished with the Spring Cleaning on the inside...except for going through Matthew and Stephens closets. There are a few things I need to get ready to donate. Outside, the yard is really beginning to look good. I do plan to get the pressure washer out this weekend and tidy up the outside of the house and change those Winter windows to Spring looking glass! Then I can finally do my favorite part...gardening! I have Four O' Clocks, Petunia's, Morning Glory's, Marigolds, Sunflowers, lavender, several climbing plants and butterfly bushes to plant. I love, Love, LOVE to garden...the whole world slows down... and for just a little while....peace.

Doing A Little Spring Cleaning

2010-03-30T21:54:00.006-05:00

I am just about done and will be back to blogging very soon!

10 Words To Describe Our Children

2010-03-20T19:00:00.018-05:00

Well, it is another cold, rainy Saturday (hopefully the last COLD) and we are all taking full advantage of a day like this...as my children like to say...we are "Chillaxing". Randy and I were in our room talking about how over the years, the kids have changed, yet...stayed the same, and how much they differ from each other.

So, we came up with 10 words to describe each of them.

Matthew

1. Musical

2. Affectionate

3. Hungry

4. Routine

5. Gassy

6. Talkative

7. Funny

8. Mischievous

9. Autistic

10. Silly

Stephen

1. Studious

2. Conservative

3. Curious

4. Inquisitive

5. Mischievous

6. Musical

7. Adventurous

8. Spiritual

9. Honest

10. Nerdy

Caleb

1. Talkative

2. Musical

3. Handsome

4. Thin

5. Smiley

6. Mischievous

7. Prankster

8. Tender

9. Happy

10. Diplomatic

Shelby

1.Natural

2. Ditsy

3. Mischievous

4. Gabby

5. Giggly

6. Casual

7. Musical

8. Helpful

9. Strong

10. Compassionate

What A Beautiful Day!

2010-03-11T11:54:00.009-06:00

It is sunny, around 75 degree's, the birds are singing and I am headed out to a lounge chair on the back deck.

It's The Little Things...

2010-03-09T21:28:00.007-06:00

It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
Oh my goodness gracious, do I feel lazy! This comes over me about this time every year. The kids are out of school for Spring Break and our life finally slows down a bit. I do miss my girl Gianna...but for now the quiet is nice.

Saturday, Randy and the kids cleaned the yard...while I relaxed out on the deck. HEY! Someone has to be the supervisor! The sun felt wonderful! I just propped my little feet up, closed my eyes and soaked up the warmth of the sun and the fresh air. It was a glorious day! Mowing was not an easy task...it has rained so much this winter and the ground is still quite soft....but the yard looks so much better and I am happy to report...I am beginning to see some green grass peeking up through all the brown.

Well...that is not all I did. I also got my camera out and took a few pictures of my family working in the yard, the beautiful blooms that are bursting out on every tree limb and of course...the adorable black lab playing fetch. He has been waiting for someone to throw that ball for weeks! I was all going well for him...until he decided to attack the weed eater. The weed eater didn't get him...but he broke his toenail when he was dancing around it. "Tiny Tim" will milk that injury for every drop of pity he can get.... for days!

On Sunday...the rain showers returned and we stayed in bed all day long. We watched a few movies a few crime shows and snacked in between naps. Isn't it amazing how the littlest things mean so much. Some take off for great places like Fort Lauderdale, Disney for Spring Break...but we are just enjoying the fact that there is no rush and we can sleep late! AH SPRING!

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. ~Anne Bradstreet

His World Is Good

2010-02-19T20:06:00.013-06:00

It's 3:35 Friday afternoon...Matthew's bus arrives home as usual. The bus assistant puts his Friday treat in his hand, (a couple pieces of candy)makes sure that he has his jacket and Matthew responds with a hug. He turns and heads up the driveway, toward me standing at the front door. He see's me, he is smiling, he is happy...he's always, ALWAYS happy! His head is bobbing from side to side, his hands are flapping close to his face, he is making that shrieking noise...all of which he does when his world is good.

Today is just the same as yesterday...and that is exactly how he likes it. The cars that had been stopped by the flashing lights of the bus slowly begin to move. It has almost become somewhat of a game to watch and see how many of the drivers simply drive on...and how many are going to turn their head and stare at him as he bobs, flaps, and shrieks up the driveway. He is oblivious to all of this...all he can see is me standing at the door, waving and smiling back at him....all that matters is that today is the same as yesterday...and his world is good.

We got new neighbors recently and all this week they have been having their roof re-shingled. Today when Matthew got off the bus...not only did these 5 roofers stare at him...but they stopped what they were doing, and walked over to our driveway to get a closer look. You would think that after 21 years of being his mother, the stares would no longer make me uncomfortable...and to be honest, most of the time it truly doesn't. But occasionally, like today, I can't help it.

Now, it wasn't like they were laughing at him, or making fun...at least I don't think they were...but they were staring at my son like he was some kind of freak show. I felt my skin get hot, I felt that queasy feeling in my stomach and I felt like crying. For the first time in a VERY long time I felt like shouting, "What the hell are you staring at!?!" But...I didn't...he reached the door, handed me his candy and jacket, smiled sweetly and gave me a hug... just as he did yesterday...and my world is good.

Pressure Cooker Beef Stroganoff

2010-02-18T11:40:00.007-06:00

I threw this in the old pressure cooker last night and it came out pretty good. Serves 4-6 but recipe can easily be doubled. Fast, inexpensive and the teenagers like it!

1 lb Stew Meat
1 Tbsp Flour
1 Tbsp. Veg. Oil
1 4oz. Can Mushrooms drained (reserve liquid)
1 Med. Onion
1 tsp. Salt
1/4 tsp. Pepper
Dash Ground Marjoram
2 tsp. Dry Mustard
3 Tbsp. Ketchup
1/2 Cup Dairy Sour Cream

1. Roll beef in flour. Brown in hot Vegetable in cooker.
2. Add enough water to reserved mushroom liquid to measure 1 1/2 cups.
3. Add mushrooms, mushroom-water mixture, and remaining ingredients, except sour cream.
4. Cover and cook 15 minutes after control jiggles.
5. Cool cooker normally for 5 minutes, then place under faucet.
6. Stir in Sour Cream and heat through. Serve with noodles.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-17T14:41:00.003-06:00

Breathe In...Breathe Out

2010-02-15T14:08:00.012-06:00

I tried so many times to quit...but the discomfort was more than I could bare. Waking up in the middle of the night, feeling as if I was suffocating became the nightly routine. Embarrassed, I would rush off to bathrooms... any place private where I could get just one more squirt and find a little relief. I’d go somewhere and if it wasn’t in my purse or pocket, I would panic. When I had my knee surgery last month...all I could think of was..."what if it wears off while I am asleep!"I felt trapped.

As embarrassing as it is for me to share, if I can prevent one person from getting hooked...then it is worth the embarrassment. I had a very big problem. I had a dependency. The official medical term for this condition is Rhinitis Medicamentosa...also known as Rebound Rhinitis . Simply put...I had become severely dependent to Over The Counter Nasal Spray. I started using it to relieve the symptoms of a cold and allergies....and I ended up chained to that little bottle and a lot of misery.

Last Wednesday I took the first step and saw an allergist. I was there for more than three hours. I was actually somewhat shocked when the Doctor asked right off the bat how long I had been using the nose spray. Especially since I had never even mentioned it. You see, those of us who are hooked on OTC nasal spray usually do not mention it at all. When asked about the medications...in general we leave that off the list...because after all..."you can get it Over The Counter" I said " well, a really long time" He told me to go ahead and tell him how long...and promised me that he would not be shocked at all. With a really stuffed up nose, and a lump in my throat I answered "18 years".

Today I am on day 5 of what my doctor calls the 4-7 day period of misery. I was tested for allergies, and found that I have many...mostly Cats and Molds. I was given a steroid shot, put on oral Prednisone and two steroid allergy sprays. Even with the medications, it has been a very uncomfortable process...it has taken every ounce of strength that I have to not just give in and grab that little $2.30 bottle of instant relief...especially at night. I haven't slept much in the last 5 days...my throat is dry from all the mouth breathing, my lips are cracked and I have even had a few panic attacks...there is nothing worse than waking up and feeling like you cannot breath. But, I haven't used the stuff and I am improving a little more each day.

Please be VERY careful about using over the counter decongestant-type nose sprays. They are effective (perhaps too effective) if you follow the directions. Please follow the directions! Do Not Use For More Than Three Days! The nasal membranes will acclimate, become obstructed by swelling to a point where you cannot breathe unless you use the spray...and use it often. If you have severe congestion, and it continues to be bothersome, don't spray more...consult a physician.

Simple Scrapbooking Giveaway

2010-02-06T18:09:00.007-06:00

My friend Becky over at Holiday In The Sun will quite often feature some of her favorite bloggy friends and I for one always enjoy visiting them...such talented writers, artists, and incredibly inspirational women. The most recent blog recommendation is Karla's Korner. Karla is a writer, and an artist...she has written and illustrated 16 books. She is also a motivational speaker...inspiring women to be all that God wants us to be. I truly enjoyed visiting her blog and I am looking forward to getting to know her better. Currently, Karla is hosting a giveaway. If you enjoy scrapbooking I encourage you to stop by her blog, introduce yourself and enter to win. Entry is very simple and the prize- a set of four scrapbooking "books"....one for every season! Tell her Monica from The Greene House sent you. I hope you will stop by and meet my friend Becky too...her blogs are always so uplifting...she is from Florida and in my opinion she is a ray of sunshine.

Good Luck To You...I Hope You Win!

Temple Grandin-Different Not Less

2010-02-04T18:40:00.016-06:00

This Saturday, February 6th, HBO will feature a Biopic film on life of Temple Grandin, a woman who has become one of the top scientists in humane livestock handling. She obtained her B.A. at Frankin Pierce College, her M.S. in Animal Science at Arizona State University, received her Ph.D in Animal Science from the University of Illinois in 1989. She teaches courses on livestock behavior and facility design at Colorado State University and consults with the livestock industry on facility design, livestock handling, and animal welfare.

Temple has authored over 400 articles in both scientific journals and livestock periodicals on animal handling, welfare, and facility design. She has also written six books...two of which have been on the best seller list in both the United States and Canada.

Right about now you may be thinking, She really sounds like a very intelligent woman...but what is it that sets her apart from all the many other intelligent human beings in this world?

I could go on and on listing the accomplishments of Temple Grandin...but let me back up to 1947.

Temple Grandin was born in Boston, Massachusetts. Her father was a real estate agent, and her mother was a writer, singer, and actress. As a toddler she spoke very little, in fact...she did not speak at all until the age of three. She did not like to be held or touched, and when provoked, was prone to raging temper tantrums. She displayed the classic symptoms and was diagnosed with Autism.

She fixated on and was stressed by spinning or rotating objects and as she matured she began having panic attacks. She fled to her aunts cattle ranch one summer and well...I'll stop here just in case you may want to watch the movie...I don't want to ruin it for you ...but I will tell you that summer is when her life took on a new direction.

"I can remember the frustration of not being able to talk. I knew what I wanted to say, but I could not get the words out, so I would just scream." ~Temple Grandin

View Dr. Temple Grandin's professional resume.

Autism affects 1 in 110 children...1 in 70 boys. Chances are...if you do not have an autistic child yourself...Someone close to you probably does or will in the near future. This is an urgent and growing public health crisis that affects most individuals across their lifespan and demands a commensurate level of action from both the public and private sectors. WE NEED ANSWERS!

AUTISM SPEAKS It's time to listen!

"You have got to keep autistic children engaged with the world. You cannot let them tune it out."
~Temple Grandin

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Feb. 6th, 10:00 pm
The movie was really good...Temple Grandin is an amazing woman!

Here We Go Again...

2010-02-01T21:27:00.005-06:00

I am sorry that I have not written anything lately...but I am having trouble with my knee again. I am not sure if I have simply done too much too fast...or if it is due to the cold rainy weather. It is probably a little bit of both. I have been icing it since Saturday and have been taking Mobic for more than a week...but still have not managed to get the swelling down. I am going to call the doctor in the morning to see if perhaps I can get a steroid shot...or anything else that may be available.

Mexican Meatloaf

2010-01-27T19:59:00.006-06:00

This was a big hit at The Greene House tonight! Very Easy!

1 lb. ground beef
1 cup crushed Doritos
1 egg - beaten
1 pkt -taco seasoning
1 1/2 cups shredded colby/jack cheese - divided
1 1/2 cups-salsa divided
1/2 can re-fried beans

Combine first 4 ingredients, 1/2 cup of the cheese, and 1 cup of the salsa.
Form mixture into a loaf and place in a greased loaf pan.
Spread refried beans over the top of the meat loaf.
Drizzle remaining salsa over top.
Bake in 400 degree oven for 50 minutes, or until internal temperature reaches 160 degrees.
Sprinkle remaining cheese on top.
Bake additional 5 minutes to melt the cheese.

Forgive & Forget

2010-01-26T15:09:00.017-06:00

"I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note - torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one. "~ Henry Ward Beecher

But I that is not always how it works...

Just because I tell you that I am sorry...doesn't mean that you will accept my apology. Just because you accept my apology... doesn't mean that you will forgive me. Just because you forgive me... doesn't mean that you will forget.

I can say that I am sorry and I can mean it sincerely...but I can not make you believe that it is genuine. If it is your choice to not believe in me...then I guess I have no other choice but to accept.

I will forgive myself for allowing this hurt control me...and for hurting others out of my pain. I choose to no longer punish or to be angry with myself and I promise to move forward and make a positive difference in the future.

"Forgiving ourselves does not let us off the hook, it does not justify what we have done, and it is not a sign of weakness. Forgiveness is a choice that takes courage and strength."

Happy Monday!

2010-01-25T11:34:00.006-06:00

I Feel Great! No more sore throat...and my knee is improving more and more each day! I had a wonderful weekend with my husband and children. Everyone pitched in and we got the housework done in no time at all...and we even got both dogs bathed.

My adorable Cockatiel Pete is not only enjoying a squeaky clean cage...but new toys! His mate died suddenly last month...and he has been..actually..we all have been quite saddened by the loss of Ollie. We were worried for awhile that his grieving heart might take him away too. It does my heart good to see him over there dancing on his perch..and tossing his little ball around.

Oh yes...hot digitty dog she made his day! When he see's someone turn on the hose...he goes crazy with excitement. Before she gives him a bath...they always play. He runs, leaps and barks at the stream of water. Sometimes she will put the hose up in the tree and he just plays all by himself. Unfortunately I missed playtime...but I did manage to get a few shots of his bath. He's not really very fond of that part...but he sure feels great after! He needed a bath so badly...I am glad it warmed up enough that we could bath him outside. He has a beautiful thick, shiny coat, but sheds worse than any dog I have ever had. The brush she is using is awesome! It is a Kong Zoom Groom and it can be used to scrub as well as everyday brushing. Very easy to clean and gets the loose hair off. It must feel really good because he relaxes and falls asleep while we are grooming him.

Since my family has taken such good care of me and I had not personally cooked in more than a week...I thought it would be nice to make something yummy for them. But it would have to be something easy. So, I had some leftover chicken in the refrigerator...and I remembered a recipe my friend Jan-Jan's Sushi Bar had shared right after Thanksgiving. Enchilada Casserole--A seriously simple and delicious way to use up leftover turkey...or in this case...chicken. As you can see even the finicky one's ate two plates! I also took advantage of Jan's Pimento Cheese recipe...which made my man very happy.

I thought my little dumplin would be back today. She stayed with her Great Granny (my mother) all last week while I recovered. But for some reason she is running a high temperature...so her mommy/my Niece is taking the day off and they will pay a visit to the pediatrician later this afternoon. Other than fever she has a bit of a stuffy nose...but no other symptoms so far. We know she isn't feeling good though because rather than being her active, busy self...she wants her mommy to hold her...and that is just not like our girl.
Hopefully the doctor will get her started on some antibiotics...and she will be back here tomorrow....and if by chance she still just wants to be held...I can think of nothing else I would rather do.

The sun is shining and it's a beautiful day here in Southeast,Texas. What ever your day looks like...I sure hope you are making the most of it.

Surgery Follow Up Appointment...

2010-01-21T21:10:00.009-06:00

It has already been a week since the surgery...so today I went back to have the stitches removed. Whoever filled out the appointment card wrote today's date @ 4:45...however the appointment is not until Monday. Fortunately, the nurse went ahead and removed the stitches...so the trip wasn't a total bust. I am so glad she did because they were really beginning to itch! I have to wear the tape strips for another week. The knee is still a little swollen...but otherwise it looks pretty good. It amazes me how surgeons can do so much now with tiny incisions. Any surgery used to be an ordeal...and that was not really all that long ago.

I am to return on Monday so that the doctor can go over the Arthroscope pictures, what he did during surgery and discuss anything else that needs to be done. I am still having quite a bit of pain...but it is not the same kind of pain. I only have one real concern and that is the fact that my knee will lock up and feel like it is going to give way just out of the blue when walking. Hopefully that is just a temporary problem due to something like scar tissue or perhaps even a little scar tissue.

I am also nursing a sore throat...well it is not actually my throat...it seems to be more of a bronchial issue as I feel like I need to cough...but don't dare because it hurts. It also hurts when I swallow. It started hurting shortly after surgery and sort of feels like there is a scratch or a cut or something. I am assuming that it was caused by the breathing tube I had during the procedure. I have had surgery before and a breathing tube and I do recall having some soreness after...but I am not so sure it should still be bothering me. The nurse explained that if it continues I will have to contact the anesthesiologist....figures!

Other than those minor issues... I feel all in all I am healing very well. It also felt good to get out of the house. I was getting a bit stir crazy so hubby took me out for Cajun food. The weather has been very beautiful and I have every intention of spending time outside tomorrow.

What is happening to these young mothers?

2010-01-20T20:13:00.015-06:00

I just finished watching Nancy Grace. During the height of the Caylee Marie Anthony saga I watched her show nightly, but for the last several months, for numerous reasons, I made a point to avoid watching. Recently, my girl Marly brought the Baby Gabriel story to my attention and I have been somewhat following. I tuned into Nancy tonight hoping that there might be some good news but I was disappointed....there was no good news.

Elizabeth Johnson told Gabriel's father Logan McQueary that sh "Smothered him, stuffed him in a diaper bag, and threw him in the trash." For some reason the police don't seem to believe that she really harmed the child?

Analisa Urias claims she babysat Gabriel on December 20th or 21st (she can't remember the exact day) and claims the baby was lethargic, and crying hysterically. When asked about the baby's condition...she claimed thebaby appeared underfed and sick. Urias says, Miss Johnson "told me that she had already drugged him up with medicine, but that if he started crying, just to give him some more to shut up." She also reports that the hotel room was dirty and that Johnson kept a butcher knife on a table near the bed. When asked why she did not alert CPS or the police of her concerns for the child...she said "I lost Elizabeth's phone number and wasn't sure if they would still be there"

And then we have Jack and Tammi Smith....who claim they met Elizabeth Johnson, at an airport during a long layover and befriended her. Tammi Smith says the young mother wanted to give up her baby for adoption but her ex-boyfriend wouldn't allow it. The Smith's had temporary guardianship of Gabriel for about 10 days last month. The couple have been questioned by police, have taken a polygraph and say they have nothing to hide...but according to Lt. Mike Horn of the Tempe Police Department, are still considered "persons of interest" in the case. Their polygraphs came back "Inconclusive". Nancy Grace had the Smith's on the show tonight...and I don't know... maybe it is just me... but I got a weird vibe. They just really didn't seem very concerned about a baby the claim to "love".

Elizabeth Johnson claims that Gabriel is alive and that she gave him to a couple (strangers) in San Antonio, Texas and that she only said she killed the boy to get back at McQueary.

So here we go again....I just do not understand what is happening to these young mothers. She sounds an awful lot like Casey Anthony. Poor little baby. I hope his story has a happier ending than little Caylee Marie .

Time To Remodel The Greene House

2010-01-17T22:53:00.010-06:00

I'm ready for a new blog design. There are so many great free layouts available out there and I always have such a hard time choosing. This time, however, I would really like to get something more personalized... but I am finding that this is even harder! Not sure whether to get a whole blog set...or just a nice header and some buttons. I am pretty simple so I am thinking less is probably more. I've contacted one designer...her prices seem fair and she has sent me so many links with just page after page of samples...I am just about cross eyed from sifting through it all. I have no clue what I am doing...and would love some help!

Feathered Visitors

2010-01-15T21:44:00.005-06:00

These little cuties have been showing up in my backyard lately. I'm not sure what kind of birds they are...but they are almost tame. They let me get very close...and when I do get close...theydon't fly away
they just kind of hop away. Some of them have the bright lemon yellow belly and the others a have just a light yellow but mostly gray belly
I am pretty sure the bright yellow would be the males...since male birds are usually prettier than the females. They are happy, tiny birds that sing a pretty little tune.
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There are many birds that choose to stay here in Southeast, Texas for the Winter months...but I don't think that I have ever seen these little guys before.

It's Done And I'm Recovering

2010-01-15T08:22:00.012-06:00

Well, I had arthroscopic surgery yesterday. It went really well and fast! Surgery at 11:45 and I left the surgical center by 1:30. I was able to bear weight on the leg...however I spent a little too much time walking around once I got home. I was just still a little numb from the anesthesia and so I was feeling no pain. I didn't even bother taking the pain pills all day and by last night it was throbbing and pretty uncomfortable. So from now on I am staying off it as much as possible, taking the pain pills, leg elevated with ice bags. I plan to spend the next week sitting on my booty, reading the classics, blogging, and letting my family take care of me. I am so glad it's done!

Arthroscopic Surgery

2010-01-11T22:09:00.009-06:00

I really don't feel very good tonight, so I will make this one short. I went to see the Orthopedic Doctor for the MRI results of my right knee, and to discuss the treatment plan. The MRI revealed a couple of things. First I have a grade 3 tear of the Medial Meniscus as we suspected, and I have grade 3 arthritis (they grade it between 1 being not too serious to 4 which is the worst case) in spots, which basically means, in spots the meniscus, cartilage has worn down (probably just normal wear and tear) and is close to being bone on bone. Not the greatest thing...but certainly not the worst. I am scheduled for surgery this Thursday. In the past they removed the meniscus...but now they do their best to just repair it. To remove all of can accelerate osteoarthritis. He has explained to me that I will continue to have some discomfort after surgery due to arthritis...but he feels we should be able to manage it well. He is going to file the bone just a bit so that it doesn't continue to grind and wear down. I am told the surgery will take about 45 minutes, that it is fairly simple procedure and the results are usually successful. I forgot to ask about recovery time. But my Nephew is a Physical Therapist and he said I will probably need a week or so of sitting with my leg elevated...and then we can begin some light therapy OR I may not need any therapy at all. of course I am just a tiny bit nervous...I wish I didn't have to have surgery at all. Mostly I am relieved that it can be fixed, and ready to get it over with so I can move on.

A Very Sweet Blog Award For Sweet Friends

2010-01-08T14:30:00.010-06:00

What a very nice surprise. I got a blog award this week from a new friend, Alexandra, aka "Ma" over at Ma, What's For Dinner. She has some of the best recipes and meal idea's that she created in hopes of enticing her 3 boys to eat. She makes their mealtime fun and encourages her boys, Keegan, Cooper and Brady to participate in preparing their meals. My personal favorite recipe is the "So Chic Sushi Rolls" It is a Vlog...so be sure to check that one out and while you are watching...please notice little Brady. He LOVES Mayo...it just cracks me up!

OK...so this award has a couple of rules. First rule I am supposed to list 10 things that make me happy. There are so many things that make me happy...but here are 10 of my favorites.

1. My Husband Randy Makes Me Happy: My love, my confidant, my best friend. He is intelligent, handsome and so funny. He is there for me always, he supports and encourages me in everything I do. Randy has made me laugh every day for the last 26 years....and I hope we have many more years to laugh together.

2. My precious children Make Me Happy: I was told that I would most likely never have children...but I was blessed with four. Each of the four are so unique, each with their own personality, talents, and gifts. I admit, occasionally the can make me mad but they always make me happy. They make me laugh easily and sometimes, even make me feel like a kid again. Each one of them bring joy to my life. I am very proud and love them so much.

3. Matthew's (my oldest son) Teachers, and Aides Make Me Happy: My oldest son suffered a brain injury during birth...which left him with moderate MR and he is pretty much non-verbal. It is scary enough for any parent to send their child off into the care of others...but placing your non verbal, mentally challenged child in the hands of others is frightening...and it requires a great deal of trust. For the most part...the non-verbal, handicapped child is at the mercy of those who care for him. Matthew has truly been blessed with wonderful educators, aides, and therapists. It is wonderful to put him on the bus each morning...and know that he is in good hands. I can go on about my day and know that he will be cared for in a loving way. I trust them completely and am very thankful to each of them.

4. My Pets Make Me Happy: I cannot even imagine my life without a pet. In fact I do not think there has ever been a time in my life when I didn't have a pet. They have always been the most loyal friends. It doesn't matter if you are in a good mood, or a bad mood. It doesn't matter if you are fat, or thin or tall or short. It doesn't matter if you are what the world calls beautiful...a pet is a friend that loves you just the way you are! Their loyalty cannot be matched.

5. My Great Niece Gianna Makes Me Happy: Who would have thought I would be charmed and smitten with a 1yr old! I thought that once my kiddo's got older that I would be spending this time doing what ever I wanted to do. I didn't think I would be spending time with a little one until again until my kids gave me grand baby's. Well, I was wrong. I spend my days with a rambunctious little girl named Gianna...she keeps me moving, busy and laughing.

6. My Friends Make Me Happy: I've learned in my that there is a wide range when it comes to friendships. Brian Chalker wrote that people come into your life for "A Reason, A Season and A Lifetime. As I grow older...I realize more and more that is true. Through the years, I have made friends who are wonderful. I enjoyed their company and they seemed to fit in my life perfectly...and then Poof, sometimes with no warning or reason, they were gone from my life as quickly as they appeared. I have had friends through the years who filled an emptiness, brought comfort during a troubled times, and sometimes even gave me a new and fresh view on life. Then something would change, or an argument would come out of the blue and Poof...gone. And then there are those precious few who have stayed throughout the years. Those jewels who put up with your moods, overlook your flaws...they wouldn't change a thing about you because they love you just the way you are...I have been blessed with all of the above.

7. My Blog Makes Me Happy: I have great respect for all who write a blog and make it all look so darn easy! It is a lot harder than I thought. When I was in school I had no trouble writing...I loved to write more than anything. Topics just popped into my head and I could sit down and write an essay in no time at all. I don't know if my mind is just not as open as it used to be...but I now have a hard time deciding what to write. The words just do not seem to flow as easily as they did in the past. Maybe I am just trying to hard? Maybe I just need to relax, take my time and try to remember that it is all about FUN...which is without a doubt the biggest reason that I wrote in the past.

8. Music Makes Me Happy: I would rather listen to music than watch anything on television. I like pretty much all types of music...it can change my mood, help me relax, make me want to get up and dance, take me back to the past and remind me of beautiful memories.

9. My Camera Makes Me Happy: Oh another love from my past. It doesn't matter where I am or who I am with...I can find beauty ANYWHERE just by looking through the lens of my camera.

10. The Porch Swing On Deck Out Back Makes Me Happy: A glass of iced tea, good music on the radio..a nice breeze, snuggled up close to my sweetie, as we watch our children and their friends enjoying the back yard....That is all I need to relax and unwind.

So that is 10 things that make me happy. The second rule of this award is to share it with my bloggy friends.
Now...I know that some do not care for the award and tag exchange...and that is fine with me. If you would rather not put the award on your blog...I promise it won't hurt my feelings. But...I would love it if you would share 10 things that make you happy at your own blog and invite me over to read. Please pass the award along to your friends and or anyone you think deserves it. Take a moment and make someone happy today!

Passing this award to 10 of my favorite blogs...here we go:

1. Becky @ Holiday In The Sun (Becky is such a kind lady...Her blogs always have a positive message)
2. Heather @ Little Wonders (I admire Heather. She is a great mother. You will fall in love with little miss Zoey)
3. Jan @ Jan's Sushi Bar (Oh my gosh Jan cracks me up...and I think she has a plan to make the whole world fat. Check out her Yummy recipes and that cute grand baby with the blue eyes and dimples!)
4. Tricia @ Shout (Tricia is a true advocate. She speaks what is in her heart. Tricia is taking a little break but hopefully she will be back real soon! )
5. Lee @ Headaches, Hot flashes and Hormones ( Lee does Video Blogs"Vlogs" Don't be fooled by that tiny frame--- she is one Spicy and Sassy Texas Gal!)
6. Kristen @ She Is Our Angel (Kristen is currently battling Cancer for the 4th time. She is a beautiful person, courageous, and a MAJOR inspiration. Stop by and say hello!)
7 Jeannie @ Jeannie's Happy World (She is truly A true Domestic Goddess! )
8. Madison @ Madcrafts ( Madison is the adorable daughter of Becky "see #1" She loves making crafts )
9. Josie @ The Poor College Students Guide To Raising A Baby (Josie definitely deserves and award...her little one is doing the potty training thing ...and she still manages to blog!)
10. Marley @ Have You Ever Been To Mars (Even though she hasn't blogged in more than 7 months AHEM...she still gets one cause she my girl!)

OUCH! What Have I Done To My Knee?

2010-01-07T18:55:00.010-06:00

I have been having some pretty rotten pain in my right knee. I am not certain what I did to injure it but when I walk it catches , locks and hurts something awful! If it pops (which I avoid as also hurts) it releases and then feels somewhat better. All night long the pain wakes me and all I can do is get up and sit in a hot bath and then hold ice on it. I went to the doctor yesterday and had an x-ray and fortunately nothing is broken. He was able to see some arthritic changes and some narrowing (nothing major). As I described to the doctor what I have been experiencing...he was shaking his head yes as though he knew exactly what may be the problem. He thinks I may have torn some cartilage/Meniscus....which is fairly simple to fix...but if that is the case... it will require surgery (I believe it is day surgery) and a little physical therapy. So today I had a MRI of the right knee. The results will not be ready for 3-4 business days...so all I can do for now is limp and wait.

My Girl--G

2010-01-05T10:57:00.011-06:00

As the new school year approached last August I hoped and prayed that my niece (a school teacher) would ask me to watch her precious 13 month old baby. She had already arranged for a sitter for her first year. But due to a sudden death in the sitters family as well as a pregnancy...she was no longer able to babysit. Thank goodness the school year was over at that point. I jumped at the chance to put my offer out there to keep the baby. With my own children getting older (three in high school and one in college) I was truly enjoying the freedom I had waited so long for...or was I? Something was missing.

Well, my niece did call and she did ask...and of course I said YES. So now, I get to watch this little sweetie grow and develop everyday, and so much more than I even imagined....I got a little buddy.

Our First Day Together

Gianna had a rough start at birth. First of all...my niece had a long and difficult labor. She is a very thin, with a very tiny frame and Gianna was nearly 9lbs. In my opinion...the baby probably should have been taken by C-section. Minutes after Gianna was born she stopped breathing. The doctors soon realized that she was showing obvious signs of APNEA and she spent about a week in the NICU. The nurses nicknamed her "the screamer"...no explanation necessary. When she woke...everyone in the nursery scrambled to calm her and that did not change one bit after she went home.

Gianna was born in July..so my niece was able to spend a good amount of time at home with her before having to return to work. She went home on a APNEA monitor...and although I didn't know it at the time...it was truly an intense time for their little family. Gianna didn't sleep much at night and she cried quite a bit. Not to mention the APNEA machine going off. It was even harder once my niece went back to work. She teaches kindergarten....21- 5 year old's on two hours of sleep = incredibly exhausted!

When my niece was off from work in the evenings...she grabbed as much rest as she could get because there would not be much sleep during the night. Gianna is my brothers grand child and he loved to tease my niece by calling Gianna "bubble baby" because she was shielded from too many guests...this was largely due to Gianna's APNEA and the fear of her getting sick...and I believe it had a lot to do fatigue. Other than the sitter who was trained in CPR while she worked...no one really kept the baby. As the mother of a child with special needs...I understand that...I just preferred to just do it all myself rather than worry about him with someone else.

Things got better as time went on...the APNEA disappeared and we all were able to visit her more often. She amazed everyone...because even though she had been shielded...she was very outgoing. From the moment the child could sit up on her own she was curious about everything and usually taking it apart. She began standing at 6 months and by 8 months she was taking steps. At 9 months she was walking everywhere and into everything. She did not want to be held and as my niece says ..."she was quite intense". The doctor calls her the "Classic Strong Willed Child". I suppose she is...but I would rather call her a determined or independent child. I also find her exceptionally bright and as long as I keep her challenged and busy...she is quite delightful, funny and very sweet. She is also in the "parroting stage" so we are all watching the words we use in her presence.

So by the time her first birthday rolled around in July...and I had put in my offer to keep her once school started...my niece was seriously asking me if I was certain that I was up to the challenge. I knew in my heart that I would be good for Gianna...what I did not know at the time...is how good she would be for me.

While we try to teach children all about life,
Children teach us what life is all about.
~Angela Schwindt

Give Me Cabbage & Black eyed peas...Please!

2009-12-31T08:59:00.022-06:00

Well butter my butt and call it a biscuit! Once again I have learned something new. I had no idea that eating Black eyed pea's, and greens or cabbage on New Year's Day is "more of a southern tradition." OK, I have to admit that we Southerners do tend to assume that the rest of the world live and think as we do. But seriously...I really did think that everyone ate Black-eyed peas and cabbage on New Year's day.

I was talking with a dear friend of mine from up North last night and I mentioned that I had already bought my cabbage, black eyed peas, and a pork roast for our New Years Day feast...and she responded with "Eww WHY!?!"

"Why? Well, because it's a tradition." I proceeded to explain the tradition that my family has followed as far back as I can recall.

The black-eyed peas are considered a symbol of good luck; and the cabbage, as well as turnip, collards and mustard greens, are considered a symbol of money. The cabbage can be prepared in any form. It is sometimes cooked and sometimes served as cole slaw.

My mother always cooked some kind of Pork...usually a pork roast. It is rich in fat and signifies wealth and prosperity. I do recall my mother served Corned Beef a few times. I am not certain why but... it was probably because my uncle was a farmer and he probably gave us a brine-cured brisket for the holidays.

"You don't really believe all that do you?" my friend asked.

Well, no...I don't believe that a little black cloud of bad luck will hover over my head all year if I fail to eat my black-eyed pea's. I don't really think that we will come into extra money if I feed my family cabbage or greens on January 1st. It is simply a tradition.

Why do I follow this tradition? Because it brings the family to the table for a meal on the first day of the year. I think traditions that bring families and friends together are needed more than ever. I am very proud as I prepare the meal knowing that not only did my mother do the same for her family...but so did her mother and so on and so forth.

As I sit and eat with my family, listing to the conversations, the stories, the corny jokes my husband WILL tell, and the laughter...I know that I am lucky, and rich beyond anything money could buy.

Happy New Year! I hope the year 2010 will be a better year for everyone. May the new year bring peace, love, good fortune and happiness to all!
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A few New Year Traditions and superstitions from around the world.
The Six Lucky Foods For The New Year
Some New Year's Superstitions
Snopes

My 100th Blog Post

2009-12-29T22:58:00.010-06:00

I had something completely different in mind for my blog topic today... that is, until I looked up and noticed that the next blog would be # 100. I didn't plan a party, make a cake, buy any balloons or anything. I don't know...I am thinking that 100 blog posts really doesn't seem like much. I am not even certain if it is a big deal or not? I have read many blogs that have at least that many new blog post every month. But this blog, just about a month shy of a year is just reaching the 100th post milestone.

This is not my first blog. There was another and in my opinion...it was a disaster. I don't mean a disaster in the sense that no one ever visited or read...because it was actually somewhat the opposite. I started the blog on WordPress with very good intentions...I planned to write about a variety of topics...but soon found myself stuck on one very intense topic. The disappearance of Caylee Marie Anthony...and eventually the murder investigation. Several blogs started out as voices for justice for the beautiful little girl and many of us became friends...or so I thought. But somehow it became so ugly, so much anger, hate and rage. My blog, like so many others over there became a hostile environment. I am trying my best not to think of it as a mistake...but more of a lesson learned.

You know, looking back on it all...I am absolutely certain that I hit 100 posts pretty quick over there...but I really did not notice. I suppose it just didn't seem all that important at the time.

I started "The Greene House" here on blogger on February 1st, 2009...and it was created as an escape from the other place.... to bring me back to my own life...a place where I could just be who I am. A devoted wife of 25 years, a loving mother of four, a daughter, a sister, a loyal friend...and a forever activist for my son.

Right away I noticed that the environment here at "Blogger" was much different. I immediately felt at home. But, I guess I still had a bad taste over all the ugliness on my other blog. So last June...I felt it would be best if stepped away from blogging for a little while. Last month...I made the decision to delete the "Wordpress" blog. Even though I knew in my heart that I could never blog there again...it was still very hard to just throw away so much of my time and effort. But I very quickly realized that I had done the right thing. I feel better...more like myself.

So here I am back on "Blogger" for another try. I can't say that every blog post will be about happy times, sunshine and roses...because sometimes in life there are hardships and storms....and I am after all only human. I am here to relax, enjoy myself...to hopefully make a few new friends and most of all.... to write what is in my heart.

So here's to the next 100 blog posts!

Pink Glove Dance!

2009-12-25T18:30:00.027-06:00

Emily (MacInnes) Somers, created, directed and choreographed this video in Portland last month for her Medline glove division as a fundraiser for breast cancer awareness. This was all her idea to help promote their new pink gloves. She was able to get so many employees, doctors and patients to participate, and it has really started to catch on. They clearly had a lot of fun doing it. I am told that when the video gets 1 million hits, Medline has promised to make a huge contribution to the hospital, as well as offering free mammograms for the community. Please check it out. It's an easy and great way to donate to a wonderful cause, and who hasn't been touched by breast cancer? Lets help them to get 1,000,000 hits. Dance on !!!
PINK GLOVE DANCE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEdVfyt-mLw

My Christmas Wish

2009-12-20T11:38:00.021-06:00

This year my Christmas wish is not about asking for more processions ...but more about ridding my heart of burdens. I wish to let go of the hurts of the past...and focus only on what and those who bring joy. I ask for Forgiveness from greed, selfishness, self-pity...a soul filled with Peace, Love and Compassion and... a heart filled with Faith, Charity and Understanding.
May the spirit of Christmas bring you Peace

The gladness of Christmas give you Hope

The warmth of Christmas grant you Love.

From my family to yours...we wish you
a Glorious Christmas
and a Prosperous New Year!!!!

Jingle Bell Ball

2009-12-09T18:42:00.013-06:00

Last Saturday our youngest child, our baby girl, Shelby went on her first date. She and her very sweet beau Randall attended the Jingle Bell Ball. The JBB as we call it is hosted every December by our local high school. Much to her relief...her father was not sitting on the front porch cleaning a shot gun when her date arrived as he has always claimed he would. Since it is a fairly formal event and she only gave me 4 days notice...well, let me just say that it was a pretty busy week! Randall had no time to order a tuxedo, and Shelby had no time for hair and makeup appointments...but it all came together and they had a very nice time.

Blah Humbug

2009-12-08T14:12:00.015-06:00

Has Christmas Really Changed...Or Is It Just Me?

I just cannot seem to get in the holiday spirit this year. Come to think of it...I have said the same thing for the last several years. I just feel so blah, so lost and so very sad. It annoys me that the stores begin putting up decorations and playing Christmas music before Halloween under the guise of “Holiday Spirit."...and before Thanksgiving even arrives...the madness begins.

I know how this sounds and truly...I do not hate Christmas....but I do not like how commercial this holiday has become at all. It breaks my heart to hear that it makes sad people feel even more sad, lonely people feel even more lonely, poor people feel even poorer and even the moderate-income folks are pressured to keep up.

It is pathetic how we suddenly remember poor people and homeless people for two weeks and then promptly forget about them again. I look all around and I see greed, commercialism, and hypocrisy all over the place. I cannot stand the profoundly tragic irony of increasing materialism in our children as part of the celebration of the birth of the Child for whom this very materialism was anathema to the will of God.

I confess... I do sometimes resent all the expectations and demands placed on me at Christmas. I’m not poor but I’m certainly not rich either, and I have bills to pay. There is an endless list of things I am expected to spend my money on - gifts for everyone, tips for all, food, Christmas Cards, It is financially irresponsible to buy gifts for everybody but if I don't... then I feel Cheap and guilty.

Christmas has become the antithesis of itself. It is supposed to be an attitude from the heart of sharing, reflection, and spending time with the ones you love. For those who believe in Christianity it is supposed to be a quiet remembrance of the Biblical Christmas story.

Instead, so many rush around going through the motions out of a sense of duty. They want to appear as though they have the Christmas spirit but instead are just mindlessly complying with all the demands and obligations that bombard us from every direction.

I love Christ, I love my husband, our children, our family and friends and I love spending time with them. But the fake “cheer” the hype, the buy buy buy mentality just makes me feel... BLAH humbug!

Mary's Dream
I had a dream, Joseph.
I don’t understand it, but I think it was about a birthday celebration for our son.
The people in my dream had been preparing for about six weeks.
They had decorated the house and bought new clothes.
They’d gone shopping many times and bought many elaborate gifts.
It was peculiar, though, because the presents weren’t for our son.
They wrapped them in beautiful paper and stacked them under a tree.
Yes, a tree, Joseph, right inside their homes! They’d decorated the tree with sparkling ornaments.
There was a figure like an angel on the top of the tree.
Everyone was laughing and happy.
They gave the gifts to each other, Joseph, not to our son.
I don’t think they even knew him.
They never mentioned his name.
I had the strangest feeling that, if our Jesus had gone to this celebration he would have been intruding.
How sad for someone not to be wanted at his own birthday party!
I’m glad it was only a dream. How terrible Joseph, if it had been real!’
~Author Unknown

Recycled Lies

2009-11-28T15:59:00.009-06:00

Ever sat quietly listening to your teenager as they lie to you? Not only are you aware that they are lying...but somehow the lie sounds amazingly familiar? Suddenly you realize why it sounds familiar...it is the same lie you told your own parents when you were their age. It just happened our home recently and I found myself quite torn as to handle the situation. To be perfectly honest... there have been quite a few of those deja vu moments between children and myself.

I know why he lied to me...the same reason I lied to my mother. He knew I would not approve....and he was right. Here was my chance to handle it better than my mother right? Wrong! I tried so hard to be diplomatic and explain to him why I could not approve. However, in some crazy twist of developmental fate, my teen actually believes that there is no way his mother can possibly understand or recall what it is like to be young. He really does see me as the out-of-touch, square dufus’ I saw in my own parents.

I know that it is not always easy to be a teenager and that "this too shall pass". More than likely...he will hear those recycled lies from his own children. But it sure hurts when your child is mad at you...and someday he will realize that it is not always easy to be a parent.

My Cup Runneth Over!

2009-11-26T14:44:00.018-06:00

I really have a lot of reasons to be thankful. Last year, one week before Thanksgiving, Randy was laid off. I remember sitting with my family at the table having a wonderful dinner...feeling really thankful and really scared! It was all I could do to smile, and with each bite of food I felt as if I were trying to swallow a rock. For the first time in many years we were without health insurance and I really wasn't sure what would happen. Would one of our children get sick? Would we lose our home? The year did bring quite a few rough spots...but we came together as a family and we made it through.

"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them." ~John Fitzgerald Kennedy

Today, my thoughts and prayers are with all who are still struggling through hard times and loss. Those who worked very hard... but lost their home anyway. Those who go to work sick or have a sick child and no health insurance. Those who fought with all they had...but lost their lives anyway.Those who would gladly give away their home and all of their belongings if only they could have their child/grandchild/or loved one back.

I am grateful for this past year...not only because we made it through...but because we made it through better and stronger than before. Our struggles this year reminded my family and ME just how much we have...the love of a family, treasured friends, support when times are rough, good health, a comfortable home.

We were also reminded of the many material things that we do not need. Just giving up eating out not only helped our budget, but also lead to cooking healthier meals, eating together as a family and....the six of us lost between 19-44 lbs.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. I believe that there is a lesson in everything that happens. Good things sometimes fall apart so better things can fall together. Things go wrong so that we learn to appreciate them when they're right.

Thank you Lord for always watching over this family... and for the countless ways you bless us everyday.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

"For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
For song of bird, and hum of bee;
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!"
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Miracles Do Happen

2009-11-23T18:18:00.023-06:00

And I witnessed a very sweet one this morning. Just last night I wrote a blog "Life Goes On" with a bit of a heavy heart. After weeks of watching, photographing and hoping to witness the miracle of not so much "new life" but more of a "Reborn life"... I had given up, lost hope, decided to move on and put the disappointment behind me. When I photographed the butterfly releasing her eggs on the milkweed plant in early October, I wasn't trying to capture anything special...I just thought she was pretty and I wanted a picture of her with wings open. As I looked through the lens...I noticed that she had a pretty good size hole in her wing. She wasn't perfect...what is? In my eyes she was very beautiful and she brought something special to my day.

I have always been fascinated... AMAZED even by nature...but this whole process had me completely captivated. I went outside daily to photograph the caterpillars, and then the Chrysalis. I looked forward to blogging about this....but waited patiently until I could capture the new butterflies busting out of their cocoons and taking flight....heading off on their long journey to Mexico. My heart sank when that first cold snap hit...and again and again with each one that followed. But, I continued to watch and hope. But as some of them began to crack... I could see that they were dying before they even had a chance to change. Normally they are only in their Chrysalis phase for about 10 days....it had now been well over a month. I read that the fourth generation butterflies happen between September and October. We are now nearing the end of November. I quit watching a few days ago...I just gave up. I felt frustrated and that there was no longer any reason to hope. So last night I decided to go ahead and write the blog...it just wouldn't have a happy ending.

Such is life.

This morning as I checked my e-mail and sipped on my coffee...I noticed that my cat was looking out the back door. She had the look that she gets when she see's a bird on the porch. My daughter came over to have a look at whatever was on the porch...sure enough...it was a bird. She said..."mom, its a bird and it is eating a butterfly" I asked her what kind of butterfly...and she said "Monarch". Honestly...I didn't pay it much attention...because in my mind the Monarch Butterflies were gone. A little later we went outside and I realized that my daughter was right...it had been a Monarch butterfly that the bird was eating. I found the empty cocoon and what the bird had left.

Another disappointment. One had actually made it through the cold... and more than a month inside it's cocoon and not only had I missed it...it would never take flight. So we're looking around the milkweed plant and I notice another empty cocoon!

and just as I told my daughter what I had found she shouted "LOOK MOM!" And there he was at the very tip top of the milkweed plant...drying and pumping life into his wings. I stayed outside for a long time and watched until he flew away. Very gratifying.

I realize that some may not view this as a miracle...but I do...and I also believe that I was destined to witness every detail of it. I feel that God found a way to make me pay attention so he could speak to my heart. I listen...but I don't always hear. I suppose like everyone else...I take in what I want or need to hear and block out what is uncomfortable. I have been going through many changes over the last few years. I had a total hysterectomy two years ago...talk about "CHANGE"! I know that doesn't really change who I am...but it does seem like all of my flaws...physically, mentally and spiritually are becoming so much more noticeable. So in a way... I guess feel a little like a butterfly with a hole it is wing. Not all of the changes have to do with me individually. My children are no longer babies...and while I have truly been blessed with four very good children...it is quite different parenting and sometimes uncomfortable dealing with them on a more adult level. My parents...both 79 are changing as well. Many health issues and watching as my mothers memory slips away is sometimes more than my heart can bear. Life is constantly changing...it has always been that way and I have always embraced what each new day brings. In the last few years however... I have begun to view change as almost too painful accept.

The butterfly had a hole in her wing...but she was not broken and even though she had noticeable flaws .... she still had something precious to give. The Caterpillar remained a chrysalis much longer than it should have. Sometimes the process is long, and it is often painful. Change is what life is made of and is necessary for growth and accomplishment...and whether we choose to accept it or not...it is inevitable.

and the message that God put in my heart... though we, life, family, friends will continue to change... never give up...always hope and never let go of your faith. Miracles do happen!

"Change is inevitable, and nothing represents metamorphosis like Butterfly. Within the egg lies a being or thought stirring into life; with birthing, the larva or caterpillar voraciously absorbs all nourishment, thought, and knowledge, manifesting all into the physical; then one “goes within” the chrysalis, allowing inspiration, that connection to oneself and to all there is, to rest and develop; finally the Butterfly emerges and flits and dances from one colorful flower to the next, tasting the sweet nectar's of Life and sharing its gifts with the World.

All of life’s processes take us through these four transformative steps, including conception, birth, growth, and wisdom of old age, but also in our daily thoughts and activities. How easily we change is determined by how thoroughly, creatively, and beautifully we move from one stage to the next." ~ Jan Wright, artist

"We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty." ~Maya Angelou
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Learn more about Milkweed.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asclepias_curassavica
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milkweed

For more information about Monarch Butterflies...please visit the following websites.
http://monarchbutterflyusa.com/MBUSA.htm
http://monarchbutterflyusa.com/Cycle.htm

Life Goes On...

2009-11-22T20:23:00.028-06:00

I did a blog awhile back about Monarch Butterflies and the Milkweed plant...which is the staple of their diet. I purchased the plant at a local nursery last Spring... and I was delighted that there were already a few caterpillars chomping away at the plant. Truly amazing to watch as they double, and then triple in size over a period of only about 10-14 days. I was a little disappointed that all but one had crawled off to the woods to go through the chrysalis phase...but I happily documented the progress of that one who chose the eave of my house. Again...I was disappointed to find that one morning while I slept... the new butterfly had flown away. That's nature I guess... there is always next spring!

In early October I noticed a monarch butterfly hovering around the now huge milkweed plant. I was on the phone chatting away...and chasing a butterfly around the plant with camera in hand. I just wanted a picture of it on one of the flowers...with it's wings open and to be honest I wasn't even that determined to get the shot. It wasn't until later that evening that I justrealized what I had captured. She wasn't merely just hovering around the plant...she was laying eggs.

I am certain that bugs do not think...but if she were...I imagine it would have been something like 'gee lady...could I get a little privacy please?' Had I known what she was doing, I probably would have left her alone. I wasn't even aware that they did this in October...I assumed the warm months. But I have since learned that there is 1st, 2nd, 3rd and fourth generation Monarch Butterflies...1-3 eat, lay eggs, and die during the summer. October is the fourth generation. It MIGRATES south and lives 4-5 months in Mexico or Southern California..hibernates...reawakens, becomes active, finds a mate, begins the flight northward and lay their eggs...and finally die.

About 2 weeks later...we noticed caterpillars chomping on the plant. At first you can barely even see them...so these had probably been eating for a couple of days.

This is just part of our milkweed plant...it was tiny when we bought it...but is pretty big now. There are many different varieties...this one is common milkweed and is native to Mexico.
They are cheap, very hearty plants that require very little attention or care... and will come back bigger and stronger every year. Unlike last spring... more than just a "few" caterpillars came in the Fall. We lost count at 120. So...I probably should get more plants next spring.

As the leaves disappeared...the caterpillars became more desperate and surprisingly aggressive. They began to fight over the leaves and flowers.

This is what was left of the plant. Some of the Caterpillars were still very small. I assume they crawled off in search of more Milkweed.

Notice the droppings around the Caterpillar. I assumed that it was poop. I was wrong...as they outgrow and shed their skin. Which by the way... they eat.

I was delighted to find that quite a few of them had chosen my house, porch and the plant itself to go through their change from caterpillar to chrysalis and ultimately...Butterfly!

Next they spin sort of a web and hang from it. Their bodies hang in sort of a C shape. They wiggle and jiggle until they are covered by the cocoon.

I wonder why I didn't enjoy science back in high school? Well...I guess that is a thought to ponder?
The Chrysalis itself is quite amazing...it is almost like it is outlined with Gold Leaf

Each day I could visually see the changes...the chrysalis appeared to change colors...I could almost see the butterfly forming.

Apparently...one was quite a bit ahead of the rest. Sadly we found her floating in a bucket on my back porch.

I continued to watch the others with great hope of capturing the escape and first flight....

About five days into the process our weather changed. A cold front came...which lowered our temps from the 70's to the 40's. I wanted to bring a few of them inside...but my husband said I shouldn't."They may make it and if they don't...it is just the way of nature" I'm not exactly certain as why I listened? Nut I did. As someone who lives in the country...I am aware that sometimes nature is cruel...and it is that way for a purpose. There is a reason a mother bird pushes baby bird out of the nest before it is ready to fly. There is a reason why a mother pig will push her deformed piglet away...refusing to allow it to nurse. But in this case...would it have hurt anything to intervene?

Our weather improved and the temperature returned to the 70's. I continued to watch them with hope. But two weeks passed and I realized that it just wasn't going to happen.

I couldn't help but feel just a little heart broken. That's nature I guess. Life is full of disappointments but it really does go on. There is always next Spring!

"Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do."
~Michel de Montaigne

Check out what happened the very next day!
Miracles Do Happen --a surprise ending to my photo journal. 4th generation Monarch Butterflies in my back yard!

When they first hatch..you can barely even see them...so these had been eating for a few days.

Shadow's Guide To Playing Fetch

2009-11-10T18:12:00.006-06:00

If you want your busy family to throw your ball...the pitiful look (also known as-puppy dog eyes) are a must!

Concentrate! Keep your eye on the ball at all times... sometimes the humans just pretend to throw it. They find it hilarious...don't ask me why.

You must run very fast and fetch the ball as quickly as possible
before the humans slip back inside the house

And always trot back proudly!

"I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that." ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth

From my brain to my fingers....

2009-11-09T23:02:00.009-06:00

Why is it that I always seem to spend more time looking for a new layout and template, going through photographs, picking out music and searching for stuff to decorate my blog...than actually just sitting down to write down my thoughts? I sure wish my mind would race like it does when I take my morning shower....but then again... I guess I would still have to get my thoughts from my brain down to my fingers.

Long Time...No Blog

2009-11-07T23:20:00.011-06:00

Well hello there friends! After a 4 month break....I am back with an open mind and a happy heart! I hope everyone enjoyed their summer...I sure did. Fall is here and the holidays are coming! I can't wait to visit everyone and catch up!

Struggling... But Hanging In There!

2009-07-11T19:32:00.013-05:00

The last few days I have really been struggling with my commitment to weight loss and making healthier choices. I am still juicing daily and I am controlling my portions at meal time....but my husband keeps bringing chips in the house. Granted they are baked, lower in fat and calories...but I am a Carboholic and I have a hard time making myself stop eating them once I get started. I have asked the family once again not to bring those things into the house...at least for a little while. Last Tuesday I went to a weight loss clinic. They give a diet pill (Phentermine)...there are several different types and they rotate them. Then weekly you go in for the Vitamin B, HCG, and the fat burners Lipoden and L Carntitine injection. I've done this program before briefly and I did lose a little weight...but I wasn't committed to the lifestyle change. The only problem I am having with it so far is...something is making me really itchy! I got a fact sheet on everything that I am taking and each one says that "itching" CAN be a side effect. I hope it is a temporary thing because it sure is driving me bonkers!

Puppy Survives Beating

2009-07-09T14:50:00.004-05:00

At just a tender 5 months old, an adorable Labrador mix inspired not love and affection, but the kind of brutality that gives us all nightmares. "Teenagers allegedly abducted the helpless and trusting puppy from his property, took him to an abandoned home and beat him". The case is pending, and they are charged with using a sledgehammer handle, a rock and a beer bottle with the mission of causing this pup as much pain as possible. Miraculously, the puppy survived – even after suffering without medical treatment for 24 hours. He sustained skull fractures, numerous cuts, a broken leg and a terrible eye injury.

Unable to afford the puppy's medical care, the owner finally surrendered him to a local animal shelter, where the puppy was renamed "Justice."

Justice – and the shelter where he had been taken – still needed help. The puppy's ghastly injuries required medical care that went beyond what the shelter could afford on its shoestring budget. Then American Humane stepped in...with the help of donars the organization provided vital support through their Second Chance® Fund, a grant program for animal shelters that provides medical care to treat animals in need like Justice, who suffer from life threatening injuries resulting from abuse. ustice immediately received medical treatment. The veterinarian was unable to save Justice's eye, but the courageous little dog otherwise made a full recovery.

No animal deserves to be treated brutally, ever. But we are fortunate that there is a caring, dedicated grant program to help animals who are victimized by senseless acts of brutality.

Every abused and neglected animal deserves a second chance!

Although Justice's eye was irreparably damaged, his spirit is as strong as ever. Amazingly, he did not lose his sweet temperament following the dreadful beating he took. He is now living with a loving family that recently adopted him. Please give whatever you can to help other animals like Justice start the new lives they so justly deserve.

American Humane
The Second Chance Fund

The Little Furr Babies

2009-07-06T22:54:00.006-05:00

Shelby snapped a few pictures of the babies this afternoon. They are 17 days old and each is beginning to show their own personality.

We call the one looking at the camera "grumpy" It hisses at everyone.

Their eyes will change...they are blue because they are not finished developing.

Did you know that Calico's are almost always female?

She has really been a very good little mother.

She kept moving them because she didn't want them in the box we provided for her...
so we took the box out and now she is keeping them in the little storage room.

We are really enjoying them....I sure hope we can find them good homes.

She Passed, I Lost, We Found

2009-06-29T14:33:00.006-05:00

She passed! Third time is a charm. Shelby passed her TAKS test and will be moving on to high school this fall. I know she sure did not want to have to go to summer school...but the look on her face when I picked her up and she proudly announced that she had passed. Oh it was priceless! Caleb is a senior this year so Shelby is the fourth and final to go through high school. Not that I am in any hurry for them to grow up...it just feel so good to watch them succeed.

Well, even though I refused to weigh at the beginning of my "choosing to make healthy choices" journey....but this morning I went to see my doctor for some blood work. I have lost 14 pounds since my last appointment....which was at the end of April. I know it is mostly fluid loss at this point...but I can definitely tell that I have lost weight. It is not especially noticeable in the mirror...but I can feel it in the way my clothes fit. Juicing may not be the way for everyone....but it is working very well for me. I'm sleeping well and I am energized.

Mama Kitty up and moved her babies. We are not certain why. We felt she had the perfect set up...an enclosed room..where she was able to come and go as she pleased and two fans to keep them all cool. But after 5 days she must have felt threatened or that her babies were not safe. At first we had no idea where she had taken them...but she was coming back to the room to eat and drink. So I followed her....she had moved them in some bushes. We tried moving them back to the box because the babies were so hot and panting...but she just moved them back to the bushes. I feel she must know best...so I am just letting her be alone with them. We check on them every now and then. They are 10 days old and today we noticed their eyes have opened. Too cute!

I'll get the camera out and take some pictures of the kitties. I had really hoped I would have more to photograph this summer. I planted so much...but it is so hot and not much is blooming due to the lack of rain....I water but it's just not the same.

In Need Of Prayers

2009-06-23T20:04:00.007-05:00

As most of you know my friend Marlaina had emergency surgery a little more than a week ago to remove an enormous cyst from her ovary. Thanks to the Lord and the many prayers that were said for her quick recovery....she came through the surgery, and returned to work yesterday. My friend is again in need of your prayers...at 9am this morning Marley's husband Joe was on his way home from work and was involved in a terrible motorcycle accident. Someone in a van ran a stop sign and rather than be hit...Joe took his bike down. I truly believe that this saved his life...however his body was then tossed along the asphalt road. It took the skin off of quite a bit of his body. Currently he is still in the trauma unit and is in a great deal of pain. They have been giving him morphine but he is still hurting very badly. Once you scrape off that much skin...the nerves are exposed. They also found some blood in his urine so we are waiting to hear the results of his scans and blood work. Please pray for my friends...they both work so hard and have been through so much lately.

June Is Almost Gone

2009-06-22T10:12:00.008-05:00

Can you believe how fast June has flown by? I don't know what the weather is like in your neck of the woods...but it is CRAzy hot here in S.E. Texas. The heat index is supposed to be somewhere around 110 today. No rain is expected in the near or distant future and the grass is burned to a crisp. Of course Murphy's Law rings true yet again "Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."..our central air went out Friday night. None of us slept at all! The AC repairmen are so busy right now ...we can't get one out here until late Wednesday evening. So we ran out to the Home Depot first thing on Saturday and bought window units for our bedrooms.

Anyway...back to the month of June. We celebrated two birthdays! Caleb turned 17 on the 7th and Stephen turned 19 of the 15th. Caleb asked for a Banjo for his birthday....yes, a banjo...and we are still trying to find one. Oh we have found a few...but they were all between $500 and $1500...Um No! If anyone knows where we might find one for a reasonable price (no more than $150-$200) please let me know. Speaking Of Caleb..He cut his hair...he cut it SHORT! I took him last Friday to take his senior pictures (my gosh that doesn't even seem possible!) Well...he wanted to get his hair cut first. His hair has been to his shoulders since he was a freshman. I talked him out of it at least for the pictures...I felt it was best that he take the picture with his hair long...just in case he hated the haircut. As we previewed the pictures...I could tell by his face that he didn't like them. So Saturday he got it cut...and then this Wednesday we are going back to take the pictures again. I just want him to be happy and he was right... the haircut turned out really nice. What do you think?

Caleb's hair before and after
Also on Friday...we noticed that our little mama cat had not eaten any of her food...nor had we seen her since the night before. The kids and I went looking for her...and found that she had given birth to 6 kittens (one dead), on the ground behind some bushes. She was a nervous wreck...panting because it was so hot...and I am sure she was still in some pain. The kittens were gasping because they were so hot and dehydrated. I ran home...got a laundry basket with a blanket and we scooped up the kittens and brought them to my back porch. We knew that wasn't going to last for long...I have two house cats of my own, a Labrador and a peek a poo. Mama kitty kept running up to the door and hissing at the animals inside. Like I said she was a nervous wreck.

Mama Kitty 2 days before Delivery
My neighbor is currently in a nursing home and no one is living at his house...well, with the exception of his son who stays there from time to time. He has screened in porch...the screen is pretty much ripped away and he just uses it as a shed. I knew that would be the perfect place for mama kitty and the babies...so I asked one of the family members if it would be OK if I put them in there until the humane society is able to take them. They are so overloaded with animals...we had to be put on a waiting list.Anyway...my neighbors were kind enough to allow it. So now mama kitten has her babies in a nice comfortable box, she can jump in and out of the room as she pleases... and all the food and water she wants. I have also put a box fan in there as well. She is a very good and attentive little mama. Actually..she is a little funny with her babies...she nurses them almost constantly...and when they drift off to sleep..she pulls them back to her with her paw and licks them till they wake up and start nursing again. Their bellies are very round!

3 days old
I am still "making healthy choices" and juicing everyday. It is getting easier each passing day. We have been walking in the evening...but a mile and a half is about all I can handle due to this heat. Even at 8pm the temp is still in the upper 90's. I am certain that I have lost weight...but I have no clue as to how much. I still refuse to weigh myself. I just think for me.... it is better that way.

To All The Baby Daddy's

2009-06-21T14:52:00.007-05:00

God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree, The warmth of the summer sun, The calm of a quiet sea,The generous soul of nature, The comforting arm of night, The wisdom of the ages, The power of the eagles flight, The joy of a morning in spring, The faith of a mustard seed,The patience of eternity, The depth of a family need, The God combined these qualities, When there was nothing more to add, He knew this masterpiece was complete, And so ...he named it Dad.

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland

A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty. ~Author Unknown

Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father! ~Lydia M. Child, Philothea: A Romance, 1836

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again. ~Enid Bagnold

Sometimes the poorest man leaves his children the richest inheritance. ~Ruth E. Renkel

A father carries pictures where his money used to be. ~Author Unknown

Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad. ~Author Unknown

The greatest gift I ever had

Came from God; I call him Dad!
~Author Unknown

I love my father as the stars - he's a bright shining example and a happy twinkling in my heart. ~Adabella Radici

Dad, your guiding hand on my shoulder will remain with me forever.

Fathers then & now

Today is one of the first Father's Days of our new millennium. Fathers of 1900 didn't have it nearly as good as fathers of today; but they did have a few advantages:

In 1900, fathers prayed their children would learn English.

Today, fathers pray their children will speak English.

In 1900, a father's horsepower meant his horses.Today, it's the size of his minivan.

In 1900, if a father put a roof over his family's head, he was a success.Today, it takes a roof, deck, pool, and 4-car garage. And that's just the vacation home.

In 1900, a father waited for the doctor to tell him when the baby arrived.Today, a father must wear a smock, know how to breathe, and make sure film is in the video camera.

In 1900, fathers passed on clothing to their sons.Today, kids wouldn't touch Dad's clothes if they were sliding naked down an icicle.

In 1900, fathers could count on children to join the family business.Today, fathers pray their kids will soon come home from college long enough to teach them how to work the computer and set the VCR.

In 1900, fathers pined for old country Romania, Italy, or Russia.Today, fathers pine for old country Hank Williams.

In 1900, a father smoked a pipe.If he tries that today, he gets sent outside after a lecture on lip cancer.

In 1900, fathers shook their children gently and whispered, "Wake up, it's time for school."Today, kids shake their fathers violently at 4 a.m., shouting: "Wake up, it's time for hockey practice."

In 1900, a father came home from work to find his wife and children at the supper table.Today, a father comes home to a note: "Jimmy's at baseball, Cindy's at gymnastics, I'm at adult-Ed, Pizza in fridge."

In 1900, fathers and sons would have heart-to-heart conversations while fishing in a stream.Today, fathers pluck the headphones off their sons' ears and shout, "WHEN YOU HAVE A MINUTE.."

In 1900, a father gave a pencil box for Christmas, and the kid was all smiles.Today, a father spends $800 at Toys 'R' Us, and the kid screams: "I wanted Sega!"

In 1900, if a father had breakfast in bed, it was eggs and bacon and ham and potatoes.Today, it's Special K, soy milk, dry toast and a lecture on cholesterol.

In 1900, a Father's Day gift would be a hand tool.Today, he'll get a digital organizer.

In 1900, fathers said, "A man's home is his castle."Today, they say, "Welcome to the money pit."

In 1900, "a good day at the market" meant Father brought home feed for the horses.Today, "a good day at the market" means Dad got in early on an IPO.

In 1900, a happy meal was when Father shared funny stories around the table.Today, a happy meal is what Dad buys at McDonald's.

In 1900, a father was involved if he spanked the kid now and then.Today, a father's involved only if he coaches Little League and organizes Boy Scouts and car pools.

In 1900, when fathers entered the room, children often rose to attention.Today, kids glance up and grunt, "Dad, you're invading my space."

In 1900, fathers threatened their daughters suiters with shotguns if the girl came home late.Today, fathers break the ice by saying, "So...how long have you had that earring?"

In 1900, fathers pined for the old school, which meant a one-room, red-brick building.Today, fathers pine for the old school, which means Dr J and Mickey Mantle.

In 1900, fathers were never truly appreciated.In 2009, fathers are never truly appreciated.

To all the fathers out there…Thank you so much for all that you do!

I was going to post a video here but the Embedding was disabled...so just click the Daddy's hands link below.

Daddy's Hands

Violence Unsilenced

2009-06-17T09:05:00.002-05:00

In the sixty seconds this video runs, six women in the US will become victims of domestic violence. Worldwide, that number is much higher.

Will you?

Update On Marly

2009-06-15T09:29:00.011-05:00

Well...my dear Marly made it through surgery just fine. It turned out to be an enormous ovarian cyst. She was in surgery for over 3 hours...and do you know they sent her home that very night? After the care she received in the hospital...I think she was probably more than happy to go home. But that is a story for another time. It was just another one of those many 'female things' we ladies go through...as if 30+ years of menstruating, cramping, bloating, and giving birth is not enough! But I guess that is just part of getting older. Marly and I often joke about how it seems like once you hit 40...its like your parts start to wear out....and there is no guarantee or warranty. Just a few months ago I was teasing my husband about having to hold the news paper so far from his face...and it wasn't that long ago that Marly and I giggled as we watched her husband using his computer with his glasses down at the end of his nose. Now Marly has glasses... and do you know I caught myself squinting to read a recipe this weekend?! I'm certain that this is only the beginning of the many changes to come....but the journey is so much better with Marly by my side.

"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares." ~Henri Nouwen

There is no medicine stronger than prayer...and I would like to thank everyone who prayed for Marlaina during this frightening ordeal. You are greatly appreciated!

Please Pray For My Friend

2009-06-12T11:46:00.011-05:00

My friend Marlaina (Marly) will be having surgery today at noon. If you wouldn't mind...I would sure appreciate it if you would take a moment to say a little prayer...please pray that the lord will guide the surgeons hands,that all will go well and for a quick recovery. Marly and I have been friends for well over 30 years and I just love her to pieces! Thank you so much!

Missing: Rita Mae Midkiff-Hughes

2009-06-10T20:27:00.007-05:00

I have never met her and it is unlikely that I ever will. She is the mother of my nephew and sadly on December 6th 1986, she disappeared. My nephew said that the last time he saw her...she was sitting on the passenger side of the car... and was crying as his stepfather backed the car down the driveway. I know that this will probably do no good...but I try to put the information out there now and then. Who knows maybe someone might recognize her or maybe even remember something? We are pretty certain that she is no longer alive....but I want to put this out there for my nephew with the hope of giving him some closure. My nephew and his wife had their first child last December. Rita now has a beautiful grandson.

Rita Mae Hughes
Missing since December 6, 1986 from Houston, Harris County, Texas.
Classification: Involuntary

Vital Statistics

Date Of Birth: November 3, 1957

Age at Time of Disappearance: 29 years old

Height and Weight at Time of Disappearance: 5'5"; 120 lbs.

Distinguishing Characteristics: White female. Green eyes; brown hair. Hughes wears eyeglasses.

AKA: Rita Mae Midkiff

DNA: Available in CODIS

Circumstances of Disappearance
Hughes was last seen at the Trailways Bus Station in Houston where her husband left her to catch a bus. Her husband stated she was irrational, crying, and confused. Her mother reported her as a missing person on December 19, 1986. Rita Hughes has not attempted to contact any family members since her disappearance. Investigators in this case suspect foul play.

Investigators
If you have any information concerning this case, please contact:
Texas Missing Persons Clearinghouse
800-346-3243
Or
Montgomery County Sheriff's Office
936-760-5800

Agency Case Number: 04A004606

NCIC Number: M-270519742
Please refer to this number when contacting any agency with information regarding this case.

Source Information:
Texas Missing Persons Clearinghouse
Montgomery County Crimestoppers

The Doe Network

Choosing To Make Healthy Choices

2009-06-10T09:16:00.007-05:00

Well, it is day five of my diet! Gosh, I really cannot stand that word...so I am going to call it..."Choosing to make healthy choices". I am doing well...but going through some of the typical stuff we go through when changing from bad eating habits to good. At times I feel pretty hungry...and sometimes I even feel a little nauseated. But that is only because normally I would nibble on something full of carbohydrates throughout the day. I am also having those pesky headaches...mostly likely because I have also reduced the amount of caffeine I consume daily. That was not really the plan at this point..but by the time I drink the water I am supposed to drink...plus what I am getting in the fruits and vegetables...I feel pretty hydrated. I have been told that sodas are basically like a poison to your body...I have no plans of giving up my cup of morning coffee or my diet coke. I am at the very least beginning to remember that there is a huge variety of other things available to drink.

The Jack Lalanne Power Juicer is everything he promised it would be. It has given me that little extra motivation that I needed to get started. Every afternoon for lunch I have 3 fruits and 3 vegetables. I have learned that the vegetables are much easier to drink if you mix them in with the fruits. Oddly enough...I have always liked vegetables much better than fruits....but both taste so much different when they are juiced. When I cook veggies...I generally use bacon, and/or butter and always SALT to cook them. Oh yes indeed I can cook some yummy veggies that are probably at least 300 calories a serving. Anyway...the only downside of the juicer that I have found so far is cleaning it. You can put some of the machine on the top rack of your dishwasher...but some parts need to be washed by hand. Don't get me wrong...its not a huge deal...but it is not like a blender that you can just run some water in it and let it sit in the sink until you are ready to do dishes. This machine is an investment...and you really need to take good care of it.

So my routine at this point is...every morning I have a bowl of Special K cereal, wheat toast and lite soy milk. Lunch is a glass of 3 fruits and 3 vegetables....which by the way is a pretty big serving once you juice it. Then we have a sensible dinner. Boneless baked chicken, pork chops, or fish, two more veggies, and a starch...such as a small potato or wild rice (no white rice). I am starting out slow with water...sipping on 48oz a day. As hot as it has been the last few days (heat index 104)...I have had no trouble drinking it and could probably even add a little more.
I haven't started exercising just yet. My son Caleb has offered to walk with me...and I intend to take him up on that offer...but I need to get better walking shoes first. I am also interested in the water aerobics that are being offered at our city pool. The point is...I know that becoming more active is a very important part of "Choosing To Make Healthy Choices".

Fatty, Fatty, Fat Fat...Fat Fat

2009-06-04T13:29:00.020-05:00

Fat woman down on the fountain isle...repeat, fat woman down on the fountain isle! That's right...I fell down at a local garden nursery yesterday. They didn't really say that of course...but that is exactly what I was thinking at the time and I wouldn't doubt it if they were thinking it too. There was water on the sidewalk from the fountains...and a little algae had built up...perfect recipe for a fall. The garden owner and one of his employee's were nearby and rushed over...I immediately said "I'm OK, I'm OK!" The last thing I wanted to do was draw even more attention or God forbid...a crowd!

I busted a blood vessel in my wrist...and my arm and shoulder are really sore today...I guess from trying to catch myself or trying to push myself up quickly. Nothing major physically...but my pride was seriously injured. I know for a fact that a few years ago I would have been able to either catch myself before going to the ground...or at the very least...get back on my feet quickly. But instead...I felt like a beached whale. My daughter was a few steps ahead and didn't noticed that I had fallen until the two men ran over. She said "gosh mom it's a good thing those men saw you fall"...and I said "why? they didn't help me up"... through her obnoxious laughter she replied ..."Yeah but if they hadn't ran over there...I might have tripped right over you and hurt myself!"...Have I ever mentioned that she is a smartaaa...UH...never mind!

The time has come for me to stop talking about it...and do something about this abundance of weight I have gained. I gave up a 25 year smoking habit on November 8th, 2006...just 6 days shy of my 40th birthday. I have to say....it was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. While I hated smelling like a stale ashtray, the crazy high prices, and the fear of dying a slow, painful death...I loved smoking. I know this will sound odd...especially to those who have never smoked...but when I gave them up...I felt like I had lost a best friend. My cigarettes had been with me through everything. The good times, bad times, after a good meal, with coffee, while on the phone, etc. etc. Of course I gave them up while pregnant and nursing my children...but I knew they would be right there waiting for me.

In October of 2007 I had a total hysterectomy. After 6 months of constant bleeding and being confined to the house...which was terribly depressing...it was time. My ovaries were covered with cysts inside and out...so there was really no other choice but to remove them. What that meant for me was... at age 41... I was violently shoved into menopause. I was a little chubby when I quit smoking...I was chubbier when I had the hysterectomy....and today...I am at an all time chub! I can't stand it...my feet hurt, my back hurts, and I have known for quite some time now that I need to do something about it. For a couple of months last winter I took diet pills and the B Complex shots....and my weight did not budge. But then again...I guess I could have tried a little harder. I ate less...but I didn't really change what I ate how I ate it or when.

Last week I ordered a Juicer. The Jack Llanne Power Juicer Deluxe and it is due to arrive sometime tomorrow. My brother has one and really loves it. I was a little worried when I bought it. I worried that I spent money on something I wouldn't use. But after that fall yesterday...I realized that I must do something to improve my own health. Benefits Of Juicing. About Jack Llanne My family has agreed to join me in the quest for health. I am overweight...and no one can change that but me...and I am ready to do it for good.

Spring is fading....

2009-05-31T19:03:00.009-05:00

Summer is right around the corner and the kids are finally out of school! Well, sort of...Shelby has to go back on Monday...and every Monday- Thursday from 8:30 AM to 11:00 AM. She didn't quite pass the math section (missed by 4 points) of the TAKS EXAM. If you are not from Texas...this is a pain in the tail exam the state makes our students take...and even if they have straight A's on their report card...if they don't pass this test...they fail the grade anyway. They get three chances to pass it....and Shelby has already taken it for the second time....but the results didn't come in on time. So until they do...she has to attend summer school. If she passed it...then she doesn't have to go back. If she didn't...she will attend class for 4 more weeks and take the exam one final time. Poor darling. She struggles with ADD and Dyslexia.

This morning Hubby and I finished putting the butterfly garden together and the seeds have been sown. FINALLY! For now, I will have my hands full just keeping Sparky (the resident squirrel) and all the Cardinals from eating the seeds. We planted quite a variety to attract not only butterflies...but hopefully hummingbirds as well. On the opposite side of the deck we have a "Firebush" it was here when we moved in and grows to 7 ft every summer. The hummers and butterflies love it! Once the plants come up a bit...I will add a water source...hopefully it will be a solar birdbath/fountain...and a butterfly house. I just love sitting in the swing in the morning and watching all the wildlife come right up to the deck.

Recently, I noticed a little black cat hanging around on the deck eating some cat food I had put in a bag to give to the Raccoons. Every time we went outside...she would run...but I tried calling her and to my surprise she came running to me... rubbing on my leg and purring quite loudly.It was then that I noticed that she is very pregnant. So for the last week or so we have been setting some food out. As friendly as she is...it is obvious...at least to me that she once belonged to someone....and most likely has been dumped. In my opinion...this one of the cruelest things that a human being can do to a helpless animal. Dump them and just leave them to starve. :( I am not quite sure where to set her up for the birthing...I can't put her in the house as my nosey critters would probably make her very nervous. Anyway...it looks like the event is not that far off...so soon I will be trying to find homes...any suckers...oops! UH I mean takers? :)

"What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade. " ~Gertrude Jekyll

Where Are The Parents?

2009-05-28T14:17:00.013-05:00

Several years ago, I belonged to a forum for parents of children with special needs. Sue Stuyvesant, also a member, shared this letter with us. Though I have never forgotten her words...I lost and never thought I would ever see this letter again. I think about Sue often...especially when I attend an ARD meeting for my son. I found it today and would like to share it with you.

Beautifully Written By Sue Stuyvesant, Parent

"Hey everyone. For those of you who don't know me (I'm only an occasional poster) I am mom to Michelle, 9 years old, micro cephalic, athetoid/spastic CP, cortical visual impairment, seizure disorder -- and CUTE! OK, now for the reason I'm posting.

To make a long story short, earlier this week a question was asked by some nitwit official as to why there weren't more parents (of special needs kids) involved in the local PTA and other issues that have come up that directly involve our kids. His question, which was passed on to me was, "Where are the parents?" I went home that night, started thinking - and boy was I pi**ed - and banged this "little" essay out the next day on my lunch break. By the way, I took copies of this to the school board meeting that night, gave it to a couple of influential people and it WILL get around.............

Where are the parents?

They are on the phone to doctors and hospitals and fighting with insurance companies, wading through the red tape in order that their child's medical needs can be properly addressed. They are buried under a mountain of paperwork and medical bills, trying to make sense of a system that seems designed to confuse and intimidate all but the very savvy.

Where are the parents?

They are at home, diapering their 15 year old son, or trying to lift their 100 lb. daughter onto the toilet. They are spending an hour at each meal to feed a child who cannot chew, or laboriously and carefully feeding their child through a g-tube. They are administering medications, changing catheters and switching oxygen tanks.

Where are the parents?

They are sitting, bleary eyed and exhausted, in hospital emergency rooms, waiting for tests results to come back and wondering, "Is this the time when my child doesn't pull through?" They are sitting patiently in hospital rooms as their child recovers from yet another surgery to lengthen hamstrings or straighten backs or repair a faulty internal organ. They are waiting in long lines in county clinics because no insurance company will touch their child.

Where are the parents?

They are sleeping in shifts because their child won't sleep more than 2 or 3 hours a night, and must constantly be watched, lest he do himself, or another member of the family, harm. They are sitting at home with their child because family and friends are either too intimidated or too unwilling to help with child care and the state agencies that are designed to help are suffering cut backs of their own.

Where are the parents?

They are trying to spend time with their non-disabled children, as they try to make up for the extra time and effort that is critical to keeping their disabled child alive. They are struggling to keep a marriage together, because adversity does not always bring you closer. They are working 2 and sometime 3 jobs in order to keep up with the extra expenses. And sometimes they are a single parent struggling to do it all by themselves.

Where are the parents?

They are trying to survive in a society that pays lip service to helping those in need, as long as it doesn't cost them anything. They are trying to patch their broken dreams together so that they might have some sort of normal life for their children and their families.

They are busy, trying to survive."

Sue Stuyvesant 10/15/96: Permission to duplicate or distribute this document is granted with the provision that the document remains intact.

Sue passed away in October 2003. Michelle passed away in September of 2005 just one week before she was to turn 18.

How Do You Keep A Moron Busy?

2009-05-23T17:43:00.002-05:00

In this case...you hang a water hose from a tree limb...

I hope everyone has a fun and safe Memorial Day Weekend!

The Grass Is Always Greener

2009-05-21T12:00:00.021-05:00

Why is it that when something bad happens...we automatically think that we must have done something wrong, and we are being punished? At age 6 you stuck gum in your sisters hair and God put a little mark by your name so you can be punished at a time of his choosing. OK, so I'm exaggerating a bit....but when something bad happens...especially when that one bad thing causes a chain reaction of events. -->you have a car accident-->it's your only car and it is totalled AND your arm is broken!-->of course the other driver has no insurance-->you miss several days of work and lose your job--> can't pay your bills-->your utilities are shut off-->child gets sick-->no job = no money= no health insurance etc. etc.

I am pretty certain that at some point in your life you have asked " GOD, what in the world did I do wrong?" "why am I being punished?" I know this because when I have been hit with misfortune... I have the very same thoughts and ask the same questions.

I was a disrespectful teenager, I have spent money I that didn't really have to spend and failed to pay my bills, I have sat at red lights slurping my route 44 cherry lime aide from Sonic and not offered a dime to the man standing on the corner in 90 degree weather begging for work. So of course when something bad happens ...I remember all the things I have done or have not done and think that I am being punished.

Aww come on now...you've been in a similar place at some point too... haven't you? Follow me and lets see if you can relate.

Without fail we stop thinking about the wrongs we have done....and start to wonder why other people are living large and seem to have it made. Especially the ones we know for a fact have done far worse things than we have. So why does SHE have nicer things than I do? We really don't like those people do we?

They live in nice houses, drive nice cars, have worked at the same job for 25 years and never been laid off. Their kids always have nice clothes and brand new shoes. They seem to want for nothing...and to the outside world they appear to be perfect. You see them out in public and at first glance they look so good...maybe you feel jealous?

Then you begin to notice that they are pushy, loud, rude and inconsiderate...their kids are arguing and acting like spoiled brats. When they leave...everyone starts to talk about them...you share what little you know and you learn a few things too. Like how he has been cheating on her for years and about her drinking problem. How the daughter is pregnant and the son is on drugs.

In the middle of it all...you realize that all this gossiping really isn't make you feel good at all. You really don't feel jealous anymore...in fact..you may feel a little mad. You've made some mistakes in your own life, but you trying really hard to live right. These people behave horribly and yet they have everything you want....or do they?

Sometimes we feel that a different circumstance, financial situation, or more possessions will make us happier... only to find that once we reach that goal...we still feel the same as we did before. It is very easy to get caught up in desires and ignore the joys already present in your life. Accept and embrace your current circumstances rather than wasting energy on negative thinking. Recognize everything good and positive. Believe me...it is not as hard as it sounds.

"You say, 'If I had a little more, I should be very satisfied.' You make a mistake. If you are not content with what you have, you would not be satisfied if it were doubled." --Charles Haddon Spurgeon

The 8th Grade Banquet

2009-05-18T13:08:00.003-05:00

Well despite the problems finding a dress and the hurtful words of the boutique employee...Shelby's 8th grade banquet was a huge success. She had fun..and she felt beautiful. Here are a few photo's taken while getting ready and before the event.

Getting her hair done at Sember's Salon

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart. ~Kahlil Gibran

Just A Thursday Afternoon Rant

2009-05-14T16:52:00.020-05:00

I am so ready for school to let out for the summer. Once it does...I want my children to sleep til noon everyday for at least two weeks. They are edgy, grumpy and MOODY...and that is on the good days! Three of the four have been bit by the love bug...and have had their hearts broken recently.

Why oh why can't we just go back to when the boys played video games all day, and believed that "Girls are YUCK!"? Back to the easy days when all Shelby wanted to do was climb tree's, catch bugs, and cut the hair off of her Barbie dolls. Now...they tEXT,Text,text! I think it must be killing their brain cells because everytime I say something to one of them they just answer "Huh?" I want to drive over to the Neches River Bridge and toss their cell phones over the edge.

They have to wear these ID tags at school...which are made out of the thinnest, cheapest plastic available... and the school district charges $5 everytime they need a new one. Yesterday we got a letter from the and learned that Shelby owes $45 for 9 ID tags. Oh and another $10 for library late charges! I haven't received a letter for Caleb as of yet...but I shudder to think of how many ID tags he has lost in that messy bedroom.

Matthew has some sort of stomach ailment lately...he has passed so much gas...we have nicknamed him "Pumbaa". He stinks...but at least he isn't moody.

It's been a long school year...they are tired...we are all tired.

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Rest In Peace Kayleigh Freeman

2009-05-12T11:09:00.013-05:00

For those of you who have not yet heard....little Kayleigh Freeman has passed away.
Kayleigh was born on June 23rd 2008 3 months early due to IUGR and preeclampsia. A fragile 10 1/2 inches, 1 pound 1 oz she was the smallest baby to ever undergo open heart surgery. Kayleigh fought so hard for 11 months to get well and go home with her family...But the Lord has other plans for this special angel. She was such an amazing baby.My heart just aches for her loving family. Please click on her tag above to visit The Freemans blog and offer them support and prayer.

Getting Ready For The Prom Pt I

2009-05-07T15:39:00.015-05:00

I would say that I can't wait for the weekend so that I can just stay in bed and pull the covers over my head, but due to a sore back... that is exactly where I have spent a great deal of the week. The rest of the time...assisting my daughter in search of a formal gown for her 8th grade banquet--aka The Junior High Prom. In all honestly...I did not go to my own prom... and my daughter is a bit of a tomboy...so neither of us have much experience in this type of shopping. We both sort of felt a little like fish out of water.

We started at a bridal store..and at first I wasn't sure if Shelby wanted help from an employee or if she would feel more comfortable with my assistance. Shelby just turned 15, and is most comfortable in jeans, and tennis shoes. Also, she is a little shy...especially when it comes to taking her clothes off. The employees were not pushy...they just pointed us in the right direction and told us that if we needed any help just to let them know. Even though she did find a couple of dresses that she liked ...we agreed that maybe we should visit a few more stores and shop around a bit.

The next day while Shelby was in school...I stopped by a couple of formal boutique's near my home. I found 2 dresses at each store. She didn't like either dress at the first store...so we went to the second. It was then we noticed that one of my son's best friends works there in the afternoons after school...But I'll fill you in on that story in just a bit.

Anyway...Before she could even get the dress on...one of the employee's stuck her head around the curtain...and immediately said "NO...that dress is inappropriate for the 8th grade banquet!" Well, as a matter of fact...yes indeed it was a bit mature...but it was her size, the color she had hoped for...and we have a wonderful seamstress that could make it appropriate.

Next thing we know this woman starts bringing in dresses...and before Shelby can get one off she has her head back in the dressing room...then the sales lady just jerks the curtain open... so now she is trying on dresses in front of other customers and I could not get a word in edgewise. I Was pretty much pushed out. I could tell the lady was getting agitated with Shelby because she isn't liking any of the dresses...and Shelby is trying to explain the kind of dress that she wants, and is red in the face and sweating. The lady says "OK I am tired of playing these games with you!"

Now, instead of just telling Shelby that she doesn't have any dresses like that in her size which is between 8-10...she starts bringing all these HUGE dresses. She brought out one more dress from the back...and it is exactly what we have been looking for...but it was obviously too big. I tried to say just that and she glared at me and said "yes I know...but I think I can fix it up to fit.

My daughter is...well gifted in the chest area...but this dress was HUGE and it had this piece of lace like material between the breasts...which made it impossible to alter...so she starts criticizing Shelby...She told her that her breast were saggy and she needed a better bra to pull them up. I buy nothing but quality bra's for Shelby and for myself....and then this 50+ year old woman pulls her own shirt up and shows her bra. She is at least 300 lbs and her breasts were coming out of the top, sides and falling out the bottom...Yet she had the nerve to tell Shelby that if she weren't so fat then she wouldn't have had to bring out the big dresses. It was at that point that I shouted ENOUGH! Get dressed...we are leaving!

As she was dressing I picked up that dress and looked at the size....it was a size 22. If that were not bad enough...the lady then said that she should burn that dress because it fits no one!

We walked out of the boutique and a couple of customers followed us out and advised that we report her...it was so ridiculous that even the other customers noticed...just then I looked over at my baby girl..she was crying...and that is not something that I see very often. This tough tomboy young lady...who has lived with three older brothers and handled their teasing all of her life has been crushed not only by an adult...but a very large woman who should know better than to make "size" and issue. Since when did a size 8-10 become fat? It's sick! Self esteem...especially in teenage girls is very fragile...maybe not to all but I do believe it is to most.

We did find a beautiful dress at another store and currently...it is being altered.

Not Feeling Well...

2009-04-27T17:17:00.005-05:00

Hey everyone...I am down with a sore upper back and neck. I'll be back soon!

An Update On Baby Sofi

2009-04-25T14:39:00.010-05:00

Sofi's new heart is in, and it is beating, strong! She is ICU right now and so far so good. Thank you so much to anyone and everyone who has prayed for this precious baby. This could not have come at a better time...shortly after they opened her chest...her own heart gave out..stopped beating!She is not out of the woods yet...and there are things that could go wrong (but we're not going to think that way)...your continued prayers are appreciated! Also...if you could find it in your heart to stop by and visited her blog and leave a message of encouragement...that would be so great. I know her family would be so grateful to know that you are thinking of their little girl.

Sofi Needs A Heart

URGENT NEED OF PRAYER!

2009-04-24T15:11:00.006-05:00

I have some amazing news! Sofi is getting a heart today! PRAISE GOD!
She’ll go in around 6 or 7 pm tonight and will likely be out by 3 or 4 am. It is unknown who gave has given this amazing gift....but I know her family is beside themselves...with joy and with fear.
Please keep their family in your prayers tonight during surgery and during the recovery process! You can find a link to their blog in the column on the right where it says "In need of daily prayer" Or just click on her picture below. I am so excited and happy that I am literally bouncing in my chair!

Sofi has a condition called Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome...Which basically means is that the left side of her heart is under developed. Shortly after birth she underwent open heart surgery...the procedure is called Norwood Procedure. More than 25% of all babies who have this surgery, go to heaven...but she hung on. A few months later she had another surgery called Hemi-Fontan Operation. The doctors say that her heart will only last about 6 months to a year...She is in need of a transplant... 30% of babies on transplant list go to heaven while waiting. Please include Sofi in your prayers....click on her picture to visit Sofi and her sweet family

Beautiful Blog Background

2009-04-21T17:11:00.007-05:00

Just wanted to give a great big thank you to Penny Duncan for making the beautiful Background that I am using for my blog. She has several available to use free of charge. Please take a moment pay Penny a visit and have a look at her work....she is quite an artist.

I would also like to give a little plug to Cat over at "Paisley Cat Scraps free blog layouts"! Cat has a great many beautiful free back grounds and also provides links to several free layout bloggers.

Thank you so much ladies!

What's For Dinner 04/21/09

2009-04-21T14:43:00.005-05:00

EASY! Chicken Stew

This is a family favorite for busy evenings when you want comfort food, yet don't have the time to simmer it all day. Only takes about 30 minutes. Serve over rice, pasta, or with mashed potatoes.

3 tablespoons olive oil
1-1/2 pounds skinless, boneless chicken breast halves - cut into bite-size pieces
3 cloves garlic, minced
1-1/2 medium onion, cut into 1/2-inch pieces
1-1/2 medium carrot, thinly sliced
1-1/2 medium zucchini, cut into 1/2-inch pieces
1-1/2 medium red bell pepper, cut into 1/2 inch pieces
3 (14.5 ounce) cans diced tomatoes with juice
3/4 teaspoon red pepper flakes
3/4 teaspoon dried basil
1-1/2 bay leaf
3 tablespoons butter
salt and pepper to taste

Heat the olive oil in large skillet over medium-high heat. Stir in chicken and cook about 1 minute. Mix in garlic and onion; cook until tender. Stir in carrot, zucchini, and red bell pepper. Pour in tomatoes with juice. Season with red pepper flakes, basil, and bay leaf, and continue cooking 10 minutes, until vegetables are tender and chicken juices run clear. Stir in the butter until melted, and season with salt and pepper just before serving.

Living In My Skin...A Must Read!

2009-04-21T13:53:00.015-05:00

Someone I love relies on me in ways you will never understand. Someone I love endures pain and challenges that break my heart and renew my spirit at the same time. Someone I love is unable to advocate for themselves for things that most of us take for granted. Someone I love will never have the opportunities that every child should have. Someone I love will need unconditional love and support after I am gone - this frightens me to the core. Someone I love encounters pity, stereotyping responses, and prejudice at every turn, because they look, act, and/or learn differently than others. Someone I love has needs that require me to allow "outsiders" to have power and input in areas that should be mine alone to meet. Someone I love will continue to look to me for everything in life long after other children are able to assume a place as part of the world. Someone I love has needs that require more time and energy than I have to give sometimes. Someone I love has needs that mean I am not always able to meet basic needs of my own. Someone I love has needs that have become the driving force behind major decisions my family makes. Someone I love has changed me in ways I will never be able to describe. Someone I love has taught me about love and about the really important things in life...And still others don't understand what it is to be me.. they aren't living in my skin.
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Living In My Skin The Insiders View of Life With a Special Need Child A New Book by Lori Hickman
Lori Hickman Interview
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As most of you know...I have a son with 'special needs'. He is a precious blessing. He has brought so much joy to my life...and yet there are times that I feel so deeply alone with my fear. What will happen to him once I can no longer care for him on my own or am gone? Matthew has given me the opportunity to see things that some may over look in their everyday lives.
I love this book! It is as if Lori Hickman has seen right inside of my heart and dictated it to the world.

What's For Dinner 04/20/09

2009-04-20T12:22:00.013-05:00

Shepherds Pie...well, sort of...

Anytime I just throw a meal together...my husband calls it one of my "wildcat suppers"...This is one of many of those meals.

1 pound ground beef
1 (14.5 ounce) can green beans, drained and I add cubed carrots...
But you can add all sorts of stuff...peas, corn...or just use a can of mixed veggies...whatever you like. You really can't mess it up.
1 (10.5 ounce) can cream of mushroom soup
1/2 onion, diced
1 cup shredded Cheddar cheese
2 cups mashed potatoes (Left over is best...instant works just fine)

Preheat an oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
Cook and stir ground beef in a skillet over medium-high heat until beef is browned, about 10 minutes. Drain fat. Mix in green beans, cream of mushroom soup, and onion.
Pour beef mixture into a 2 quart casserole dish and top with Cheddar cheese. Spread mashed potato on top.
Bake in the preheated oven until the pie is hot, and the mashed potatoes are golden brown, about 30 minutes.

I Was Tagged By Sweet Sue

2009-04-19T11:59:00.009-05:00

Well...not exactly...she was tagged and rather than tag 8 others..she invited anyone to participate if they wished. We are supposed to open the 6th folder of our photo's and choose the 6th photo...And this is what I found in mine.

Well...this isn't as beautiful as the picture of Sue, her husband and grandchildren in their flower garden...but still it's pretty sweet. It is a female Cardinal who first came by to take straw for her nest...but now comes and gets food from a small feeder we have on our deck. Nothing goes hungry at our home.

"If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men." ~ St. Francis Of Assisi~

Here is another picture.

I hope you can see her beautiful orange beak.

Ok...so what I am suppose to do is pick 8 people to tag...but I am going to follow Sue's lead and just say...if you would like to participate...that would be wonderful. Please be sure to let me know if you do so I can come by your blog and visit. If you have a moment please stop by and visit Sue's Beautiful blog Where Memories Are Made .You will love it there...her farm is like a dream.

Have a beautiful Sunday!