Friday, March 23, 2012

Favorite Things

In no particular order:
My family.
Laughing till my cheeks/stomach hurt.
Feeling accomplished.
Watching the sun come up.
Quiet time for contemplation and prayer. .
Kids playing.
Good grades.
Good books.
Date night. 
Justice served.
Wrongs righted.
Sheepdogs, and the freedom to be a sheepdog or a sheep.
Sparkling snow
Blue skies
Fall colors in Colorado
The ocean
Beautiful flowers
Coo of doves

Thank you God for all the gifts I have been given.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

I just could not stop laughing...

Remember madder? Yes, well it caught up with me. Yesterday G.I. Joe decided that Shake and Bake was a target. So, Shake and Bake decided to play with the Ken doll while The Little Princess J played with her Barbie (newly acquired toys from the garage sale down the street - I hate Barbie). Anyway, when I asked what the issue was G.I. Joe informed me that we needed to get some G.I. Joe dolls (ok the names are getting confusing now, sorry) because at least they have a buzz cut. I asked what the difference was and he went on about how the Ken doll has more of a "swish" hair cut... not as funny without the elaborate hand gesture about his head as he said "swish"... Well, it was enough to set me laughing, then coughing, then laughing. My stomach hurt.
The same G.I. Joe seems to have made it his mission to make me laugh. I guess if I'm laughing he's not in trouble? The other day (and I have to add this so I don't forget it later) the Kidd was home on spring leave from West Point. He's a Yearling (second year). Next year he will be a Cow and at that time they are offered a loan at a very low interest rate. I am not crazy about the idea of a loan but I am not sure many of the kids turn it down. I forget the interest rate but it very low. Anyway, they call it a "cow loan". As the Kidd and I were discussing the loan G.I. Joe pops in with "well the way things are these days are you sure it's still money? Maybe you'll get your loan in milk..... ha ha ha get it? Cow loan? Milk? maybe a lifetime supply of milk?" Again his sarcasm made me laugh till my cheeks hurt.
Today the saying "I don't know if I should laugh or cry" came to mind because I think we've spawned a monster. He will be 16 in a short time... not an easy time to be raising teenage boys, and to have one that has his dads sense of humor and my sass... we are in trouble.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Mad, Mad, and Madder

Yes, of course I know that title does not make a lot of sense. So let me explain. I had a situation come up and practically strangle me. So, yes, I got mad (as in angry). In my haste to get mad, I decided it was Gods fault (mad as in crazy). And then being the stubborn child of God that I am I got madder (angry mad + crazy mad = madder). I asked God for something I thought was pretty simple. Peace in the family for one week. If anyone could do it, He could. Right? Riiiiiight... Problem is, personal dynamics when you have an older sibling who does not live at home, come to visit, a second in line who is use to being the "oldest" and is a bit immature because he's short and mom (yup that's me) didn't really catch herself holding back some of the bigger responsibilities because of size instead of considering age. We have the Kidd who is on his own, in the Army, at West Point learning to lead his own life and trying to decide what it is he believes as opposed to what we have taught him to believe. Which is exactly what he should be doing, but it is so hard to watch some times. Then you add a bit of illness and not feeling good in there, and a mom and wife who can't seem to find the 'right' words.

There it is: Chaos! That is what I handed God and said fix it please because it's so easy. Just make me hold my tongue when I should, make everyone understand what I mean and not just what they hear. And on top of all that let there be peace on earth... ok not earth, but in my house. Easy right? Do you think I was being a bit unfair? I do. You see I asked for all of it, and then sat back. What could I have done to prevent the chaos that resulted, I'm not sure, but obviously it was not enough to simply pray for a solution. At any rate. I'm still mad (angry) that things didn't go my way, mad (crazy) because I just am, and madder as a result of the two previous, however I think maybe it's time I cut the big guy upstairs some slack. Maybe, I need to work harder at the "peace in the family" business myself... and leave more important things to Him.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Laughter ... good medicine

About 2 months ago or so I had gotten mad as a hatter because of a phone call. I ranted. Hubby told me to settle down. He suggested that it isn't good for me to get so upset. Ya think? 

So what about a phone call made me mad? It was "Rebecca, from card services."  Now, I have gotten these calls for years. About two years ago we got rid of all credit cards so I hoped the calls would stop. They are simply a solicitation to get their "new and improved" card. Press "1" to be taken off the list or "3" to talk to customer service. I have pushed "3" more times than I can count over the years.

I fully admit that it is my own temper and foretold chaotic life that pushed me to allow this little call (over and over) to get to me, but I am busy. I don't want to get these calls, they supposedly gave me a way to get off the list yet they keep calling. By the way, I have also talked to customer service and asked to speak to a supervisor, and was promptly hung up on.

Then one day the phone rang and it was "Rebecca" and it popped into my head. The picture of a little black plastic whistle we had running around the house. I pressed "3", ran to get the whistle and as soon as someone NOT named Rebecca answered the phone I blew the whistle as hard as I could.

Clatter clatter, "damn", clatter, clatter was what I heard on the other end of the line. I just cracked up.

Now, I realize it is not exactly the fault of that poor girl on the other end, on the other hand the opinion of this household is that credit cards are evil, and those who work for credit card companies are pretty much doomed if they continue suckering people in with half truths and 3/4 lies.

So, today I got the third chance to use my little plastic whistle, and along with the clatter at the other end, I scared the kids, EXCEPT for cheeks who was sleeping. LOL, you should have seen them jump.

I love my little black whistle...

Down days... how do you pick them up?

The last few days have not found me in my happy place much. I'm tired of fighting. Politics, faith, family, working... it seems to all be a fight lately. So when you have streaks of the "downs", what do you do to lift you up? Generally, I bake, but since my pants are a bit too tight lately that has become kind of a bitter-sweet place. LOL   Beading works, but I find that when everything else is in chaos the beadwork becomes a chore, not to mention with the rest of the chaos I really don't have time to bead... since nothing else is getting done as it should. How do you bring peace and harmony into the chaos? Let me know what works for you.

Imagine my thoughts as this bible passage came my way just after I posted this the first time:

Rules for the New Life. 25Therefore, putting away falsehood, speak the truth, each one to his neighbor, for we are members one of another.t 26Be angry but do not sin;u do not let the sun set on your anger,* 27and do not leave room for the devil.v 28The thief must no longer steal, but rather labor, doing honest work* with his [own] hands, so that he may have something to share with one in need.w 29No foul language should come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for needed edification, that it may impart grace to those who hear.x 30And do not grieve the holy Spirit of God, with which you were sealed for the day of redemption.* 31All bitterness, fury, anger, shouting, and reviling must be removed from you, along with all malice.y 32[And] be kind to one another, compassionate, forgiving one another as God has forgiven you in Christ.z

Monday, March 5, 2012

Blueberry Coffee Cake

A friend gave me this wonderful recipe for blueberry coffee cake and - WOW! Thanks Cheryl.
Blueberry Coffee Cake

Grease and flour 9x9 pan (double the recipe 13x9)
Pre-heat oven to 350 degrees.

3/4 c. sugar
1/4 c. butter
Cream sugar/butter
1 egg

Set aside: 
1/2 c. milk

Sift together:
2 c. flour
2 t. baking powder
1/4 t. salt

Add flour mixture alternating w/ milk to batter mixture.
Batter mixture will be very thick.

1c. blueberries

Sprinkle w/flour & fold into batter.

Mix together and sprinkle on batter:
1 t. cinnamon
1/2 c. sugar
1/3 c. flour
Melt 1/4 c.  butter and pour over everything else.

Bake 40- 50 min.   (double recipe may take longer)