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2010 Meme

1. What did you do in 2010 that you’d never done before?

Went spelunking (Caving) deep underground. Was that in 2010? I think it was.

2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?

No, my New Years Resolution was a fail, as usual. I think it had something to do with weight loss and I ended up gaining a bunch of weight this summer after dieting and not losing much the first part of the year. And then I got back on the diet bandwagon but have not yet lost all that I'd gained. And so it goes. And yes, more new year's resolutions for 2011. I'm a sucker.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

Friend from knitting group and some acquaintances at Church.

4. Did anyone close to you die?

My maternal grandfather, Peepaw, died last January. I wasn't that close to him, but he's a "close relative" in that sense.

5. What countries did you visit?

The Land of Nod.

6. What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010?


Looking Forward

113 days until Pascha!

...just thought I'd mention that.

More Sewing Doll Clothes

Blush pink fabric with lace overlay and sleeves. Lace applique detailing at neck and waistband.

Another Cake Picture

The decorations on this are totally over the top and "old school".

My, aren't I on a creative spurt this week?

More sewing machine whimsy. Camera flips the image around, so in real life it's correct.

Working with Chiffon Fabric

Chiffon doll dress with bodice ruching and a blush-pink lining.

Tips for working with chiffon:

1. Use lots of pins, even when laying out and cutting the fabric, especially if it is a double layer.

2. Work slowly and deliberately, do not rush.

3. Pay attention to details-since it is see-through, the seams have to be perfect.

4. Either use french seams or serge/zig zag the seam allowances, again, due to the see-through nature of the fabric.

5. Instead of hemming, a very fine zig-zag stitch or scallops look very nice.

6. Be gentle if you have to undo a seam. Work slowly and carefully if seam-ripping and it is not a problem.

Happy Birthday, Wes!

Check out the crazy OLD SCHOOL style cake Ariana and I decorated.

And we MISCOUNTED the candles (discovered while removing them from the cake after he blew them out). There should have been forty-one, instead of the forty on the cake. We added another and made him blow it out. All by its lonesome.

Anyways, Happy Birthday, dearest Wes. God grant you many years.

And no, I did not eat, nor will be eating, any of that cake. Had leftover low carb pound cake in the fridge/freezer. Ate some of that. With coffee. I'm not suffering.

I'm doing some research on low carb cake icing, hoping to actually decorate something for my own birthday, coming up in just a few weeks.


I spent some time today in my sewing corner, and while I started the day doing ordinary mending and alterations on some hand-me-downs we were blessed to receive, I progressed on to making a muslin bodice for one of the wedding dresses I'm making and then playing with chiffon to figure out how my new machine responds to that very slippery and fussiest of fabrics.

By the end of the day I realized that I'd accomplished quite a lot, and had a large pile of "Pretties" to show for my efforts.

Purple child's cardigan in wool with fun green heart buttons. I'm short two buttons and can only HOPE the fabric store has some more.

For Christmas, I wanted something colorful to wear, and so I took an old lackluster and out of style brooch that had belonged to my mother-in-law and I superglued some pretty beads onto it. A new look! Ok, so technically I made this on Friday, not today. But it is something I made and it's pretty, so it fit in with this post.

A wool …

Slowly Losing It

Yesterday I was getting dressed and had to change my outfit because finally at long last, I officially have a pair of slacks that are too big for me.

And there's that one sweater that's starting to hang unattractively. I keep telling myself that I'd better wear it a lot before it, too, is too big for me to get away with wearing.

So, I'm grateful to be on this journey in a way that I can do long term that involves nutritious food and not starving myself.

And no, I wont be blowing my progress on Christmas cookies. I have a long way to go yet.

Perhaps I'll keep those slacks as my "before" pants and take a picture of me standing there holding the waistband out someday. a year or so.

Meanwhile, I offer you some links to a couple of awesome low carb recipe blogs I've found: Healthy Indulgences and Lighter Side. Enjoy!

The Evolution of a Knitter

I'm the kind of person who dabbles. And when I dabble, I do something for just a little bit and get a little bit good at it, enough perhaps to realize a certain innate talent at whatever it is I'm doing, or to realize my obvious limitations. And there I stay. And that skill, whatever it is, does not get developed beyond the rudimentary level.

This is true for folk art painting, which I dabbled in and impressed my friends and family with for about three months several years back (it's all about having good brushes, people), doing crafts with beads, crochet, playing guitar (I got to the simple "accompany camp songs and praise choruses" level of mad guitar skills way back when I was about 12, and have improved very little since then), cooking etc. etc.

There are two things I have developed beyond "beginner" level, and those are sewing and kitting.

And the knitting took less time to develop and learn than the sewing. Two years ago I was at the "…

My Lace Sweater!!!!!

Hand knitted 100% wool lace sweater from Lion Brand Yarn Fisherman's wool. Pattern from the book Knitted Jackets, by Cheryl Oberle. I modified the pattern by making a bolero style lace jacket a coat length lace jacket instead. It used about 2.5 skeins of wool (they are big skeins).

Kursk Root Icon

Kursk Root Icon as it is being brought into the nave of St. Athanasius Orthodox Church

Father Justin Patterson holding a print of the icon that was a gift to the parish.

The priest who travels with the icon.

Yesterday my kids and I traveled down to Nicholasville, to visit our old parish, St. Athanasius Orthodox Church. The Kursk Root Icon of the Mother of God, one of the oldest icons of the Russian Orthodox Church was visiting that parish at 12:00 noon. People gathered for prayers at that time. I overheard one young child ask her father: "Why do we pray to icons instead of to God?" And the Father answered: "We do NOT pray to icons. We DO pray to God. Icons give us something to look at." Good answer, dad.

The Kursk Root icon has had many miracles surrounding it. It is the icon that the Lord used to heal the child who grew up to be St. Seraphim of Sarov.

I thought a visit was especially apropos this time of year, so close to the Nativity. The Mother of G…

Christmas Dinner Plans

What's on your table for Christmas dinner?

Really, I need ideas. I have none. Meat obviously. The family wants pork chops. Meh, whatever. Me, I want effortless. We might order meat pizzas. Really.

Often in the past I've done the frozen lasagna thing, with much approval, but I'm off carbs so lasagna is off the menu. (yeah, I've tried subbing various veggies for the noodles. Not to be tolerated. Especially eggplant, an otherwise delectable veggie. It gets rendered nasty when asked to become an ersatz nooodle.

So what else should I make for Christmas?

As a buffet at breakfast: Summer sausage, sausages, fancy cheeses, cookies, eggs, etc.

Christmas cookies.
Some sort of low carb dessert.
Pork chops with cinnamon apples
Baked mashed potatoes (do them in advance and then heat them up in the oven)
apple cider
roasted mushrooms and cauliflower.

So, it looks like I'll be in the kitchen. Oh well. All in the name of love.

What's on your Christm…


I was in Lexington today, wedding dress fabric shopping with a bride-to-be for dress stuff I'm going to sew up. It was such a fun day. We had lunch at the Oasis (middle eastern restaurant extraordinaire!) with the most adorable new-guy bumbling waiter.

After our outing, I swung by Cuppa and hugged my friend Lisa's neck. She's the owner of that tea shop. If you live in Lex, go drink some tea there, it's awesome. Cuppa is on the corner of Jefferson Street and 2nd. Ave, I think. Very nice tea and it was SO GOOD to see my friend.

And then I decided to do a very brave thing. I decided to drive by our old house. Well, it's not our house anymore. We gave it up. It sat empty for a year and then it was auctioned. What became of it, I wondered.

I drove down Louden. I turned. A minivan was in the driveway. Some toys in the back yard. The overgrown honeysuckle bushes were still overgrown. The overgrown holly tree in the front yard, still big and bushy. The b…

From Russia with love

All this Christmas joy is here for the purpose of leading us to lent and Pascha. So today I offer this lenten hymn instead of Ave Maria. Jesus is the reason for the season....

Behold, the Bridegroom comes at midnight, and blessed is that servant whom He shall find watching, and again, unworthy is the servant whom He shall find heedless. Beware, therefore, O my soul, do not be weighed down with sleep, lest you be given up to death, and lest you be shut out of the Kingdom. But rouse yourself crying: Holy, Holy, Holy, art Thou, O our God, Through the Theotokos have mercy on us.

Mutton Soup

I'm doing Atkins. And I'm doing it with the attitude that this HAS TO BE a permanent way of life. As in: Kill the passions (that would be bread and sweet baked things in my case) and buckle down and "git 'er done".

On a happy note, I'm nine pounds lighter than I was when I started. It was the week before the Nativity fast started. I remember because Fr. A told me that this IS my fast. And on Christmas day, I'll still be fasting. Lord have mercy.

But on that note, I want to share the delicious concoction that I made last night: Mutton Soup

1 lb. farm fresh ground mutton
1 large leek, thinly sliced/chopped
about 3 small stalks of celery
2-3 small garlic cloves
a bit of olive oil to sautee the veggies in
1 can of diced tomatoes
2-3 cups of chicken stock.

Sautee veggies in a bit of olive oil or butter, add mutton, salt and pepper to taste, and let meat brown. Add tomatoes and chicken stock and let simmer on stove for a while.

This was good. It made …

Schubert - Ave Maria (Opera)

Interesting stuff I learned last night cruising around the internet: Schubert's Ave Maria is NOT the usual "Hail Mary" prayer. It is a prayer, but it is an excerpt of a translated poem by Sir Walter Scott about the Lady of the Lake and it's called "Ellen's Song". The story line is that a young woman and her father are in trouble and hiding in some caves, and the young woman is praying to the Virgin Mary for protection. Here are the lyrics:

Storck's translation used by Schubert

Ave Maria! Jungfrau mild,
Erhöre einer Jungfrau Flehen,
Aus diesem Felsen starr und wild
Soll mein Gebet zu dir hinwehen.
Wir schlafen sicher bis zum Morgen,
Ob Menschen noch so grausam sind.
O Jungfrau, sieh der Jungfrau Sorgen,
O Mutter, hör ein bittend Kind!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! Unbefleckt!
Wenn wir auf diesen Fels hinsinken
Zum Schlaf, und uns dein Schutz bedeckt
Wird weich der harte Fels uns dünken.
Du lächelst, Rosendüfte wehen
In dieser dumpfen Felsenkluft,
O Mutter, höre Kind…

Rejoice, O Virgin Birthgiver! Bishop Hilarion Alfeyev

In case anyone has not noticed, I'm doing an "Ave Maria" series. That's to say, a "Rejoice O Virgin" series, or a "Hail Mary" series. Pick your language, etc. ;-)

Seems seasonally appropriate. It all started when I was listening to a Christmas CD yesterday and got stuck on Ave Maria. Lovely. I'll do some Latin soon too.

It's a good prayer to fill one's mind and heart with these days. Any days. All. the. time.

Pray the Holy Scriptures, people! Luke 1:42.

Bogoroditse Dyevo Raduisya. Rakhmaninov

Rejoice O Virgin Theotokos, Mary full of Grace
The Lord is with Thee
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.
For thou hast borne the savior of our souls.


Serving up Ariana's amazing cake to some very eager children at St. Michael's on Sunday. The looks on their faces are priceless.

A Winter Idyll

I can never resist peeking out of the window on a snow day, first thing in the morning, just to see the sight of the world covered in white. Yesterday we woke up to a dusting, but as it had been raining before it turned to snow, there was ice underneath, which made walking to the car especially hazardous. To make things even more exicting, we had this amazing cake that Ariana had made to take to Church. The Applepatch party (an organization that serves children and adults with Down's Syndrome) that it had originally been destined for, had been cancelled. Where else but Church would we find enough hungry bellies for such a large cake? (Three 9x13's and a double batch of rice crispy treats for the roof, not to mention all the goodies on the outside!)

And in the afternoon, we settled in for some snow! Knitting, games, old movies, hot tea and a log in the fire place. It was as peaceful and idyllic as an afternoon could get...after we all spent about half an hour tidying the…

About Facebook, blogging, etc.

Dear Blog readers,

I love you. Really, I do. You stroke my ego by reading my blog. But here's the thing: If you want to be friends with me on facebook (and I have no objection to that notion), and you only know me from reading my blog, it would be helpful to include a note like "I adore your amazing blog and read it regularly" along with your friend request. Otherwise, dear blog reader, I might not know who you are, and think you are some creepy person trying to stalk me.

I have just recently turned down a few friend requests from people I don't know and am wondering where they came from.

Also, if you know me in real life please note that reading this blog is not a sufficient way to "keep in touch" with me. Especially if you never comment. It's not even a good way to keep up with the latest news on our family. That's what e-mail and telephones are for.




Today I was able to exercise and I'm so grateful! And this was AFTER going to hellmart for one of my weekly shopping trips. That's huge, you all.

My fibro has given me a bit of a break today. Maybe it's the fact that I've started taking vitamin D and B complex supplements, along with my meds. I was reading an interesting article that a friend sent me about most Americans not getting adequate vitamin D, and how it feeds the illness industry that is Big Pharm and their AMA distributaries.

But I'd already been taking the supplements. Should have been all along since I was dx'd with low vitamin D over a year ago. I'm so bad about vitamins. After all, I tell myself, they taste funny and they're "just vitamins". Yeah, whatever.

So, my exercise routine: I'd been going to Curves, and then discontinued my membership so that we'd have more money for other things like medical bills and the cost of expensive pills. Life can be such fun. …

An Extraordinary Ordinary Day

Every time I am preparing to go take communion I am severely tempted to stay home. Each and every time. It's a spiritual battle and my flesh is often weak. A priest told me one time that the devil likes to prey on the old, the infirm, and the innocent. I'm am neither old nor innocent, but I certainly do have more than my share of infirmities. Sometimes these legitimately keep me home, and at other times I'm just tempted to give in to laziness, all in the name of "I need more rest."

I was facing such demons this morning at six when my alarm went off. I managed to get to Church anyways. It's the feast of the Holy Apostle Andrew, the First-Called. So, I walked into St. George's chapel at 7 am while it was still dark outside, and was met by the lovely glow of the lit up Church. All was gold and rosy, and the choir was heavenly. I am so glad I got up extra early today and managed to make the effort. I feel blessed. It's so good to receive the S…

My Lenten Pantry: Meal Inspirations Chunky Chickpeas

I was shopping at Costco on Saturday, and I found this little gem of a food product. Now, normally I don't go for pre-packaged food items, but the ingredients list was short and non-creepy, so I thought I'd bring them home and see what the family thought.

Here are the ingredients: Water, Chickpeas, Onions, Sunflower Oil, Garlic, Ginger, Coriander, Salt, Cumin, Spices

Looks OK to me. Bethany and Maia tried it today in a stir fry with some onions, cabbage, rice and radishes. The dish was a winner and these chickpeas with their spices were a hit. (Well, the radishes could have been omitted...)

It's like lenten, Indian hamburger helper. Especially if you love curries like most of our family does.

Check out for more ideas, similar products and a store locater.

This is a product I will keep in my lenten pantry from now on!


Unsweetened Low Carb Blueberry Muffins

These are for someone who is killing her sweet tooth, and has not had sweets in several weeks. I don't think the natural flavors would have been so pleasing were I not so strict with myself. As it is, the natural flavor of the coconut flour and the vanilla and lemon...with a few blueberries...oh, so good! After weeks of nothing but meat, eggs, cheese and vegetables, these hit the spot.

6 eggs
3/4 T. baking powder
1/2 stick of butter, melted
1 lid of natural lemon flavor
1 lid of vanilla flavor
1/2 cup of coconut flour
1/2 cup of blueberries.

Beat all in kitchenaid. Add berries last. Bake in paper lined muffin tin at 350 degrees Farenheit for about 25 minutes.

Makes 6.

These are obviously not "fasting friendly" unless your fast know...something your doctor told you to do and your priest told you to do and....something you have a VERY HARD TIME STICKING WITH nonetheless.

It's Nice to be Home

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving Holiday gathering with my side of the family. All the usual fixings, eight adults and eight kids...good times had by all.

On Thursday afternoon I took the longest nap of my life. I laid down for a few minutes in bed after lunch, and woke up to it being dark outside and everyone having eaten most of the pies. That's just fine, since I wasn't having any pies anyway.

I stuck with my diet. I'm proud. At least not losing momentum there. We'll see if I can keep things up until Christmas.

I was happy to see that the gerbils survived our two day absence just fine. They have so much food stashed underneath their bedding that we probably won't need to feed them for a week, he he.

Our journey home took lots longer than we anticipated due to a family member's car breaking down and Wes ferrying them home while the kids and I hung out at a McDonald's and waited. It was fun. I got lots of knitting done.

Did not get as much kni…

The Cake Disaster

I ought to tell you all about my most recent fiasco, since this blog is muchly about keepin' it real.

I decided to throw a baby shower for a friend of mine and I asked another friend to co-host it with me. And then we got our friend's godmother into the loop, so it ended up being a group effort. My part was the invitation and the cake.

I had, after all, taken a cake decorating class recently. Woot, woot! A chance to practice my new found cake craftiness! I was really looking forward to doing a cake.

Since we don't know whether our friend is having a boy baby or a girl baby, and since my cake skillz are still limited, I decided to do another Hydrangea cake, but to do this one with blue, pink, and pink/blue transitional flowers on it. I had visions of piping a tiny sleeping baby out of frosting and nestling him/her in amidst the flowers. It would be fabulous! It would be amazing!

It was not meant to be.

On Friday I was tired. That was the day to bake the cake. …

Behind the Scenes

I have fibromyalgia. People often ask me what causes fibromyalgia and I usually tell them that there's debate about that in the medical community. Then I tell them the theory of Dr. Paul St. Amand, which my own Rheumatologist who diagnosed me subscribes to. In short, Dr. St. Amand, who has been treating thousands of people with fibro for over forty years, who has the illlness himself, and who is NOT selling any supplements or programs or herbs, and who has scientific studies which begin to verify that his theory is pointing in the right direction, has observed that fibromyalgia is the set of symptoms that manifest themselves when there is a disorder in energy metabolism on a cellular level...system wide, on a cellular level. I will let you, dear reader, go here to learn more about that.

That whatever is wrong with me is wrong system wide on a cellular level I definitely can feel in my body.

Unfortunately, fibromyalgia is something that doesn't make me look sick...unless y…


Love this music!

My Letter to Santa

Dear Santa...(My Christmas wish list):
-I saw a pretty binder at costco for doing one's own recipe collection. I need to improve my cooking by using more/better recipes in 2011. That would be a nice gift because all the best recipes seem to be on-line these days.

-I have a huge box of pictures that needs scrap booking. DO I DARE ask for scrap booking supplies? I'm frightened of a new craft involving (gasp!) paper. I wouldn't know where to begin. But I have this yen to do something with some of them....

-nothing sparkly. I'm not in a sparkly mood this year. No jewelry this year.

-knives. I need knives...but knives are BORING UTENSILS, and I don't really want boring utensils for Christmas. (I remember the year my mom was thrilled to get a salad spinner for Christmas. I think all moms should get any kitchen item they want/need any time at all, but NOT for Christmas.

-I do NOT want a snuggy. I have hotflashes. Do they make wearable air conditioners?

But a pai…

Notes from Mother Gabriella's Friday Night Talk

Given at St. Michael the Archangel Orthodox Church, November 5, 2010 "Longing for God"

Disclaimer: I tried to get a full sense of what she was saying and write down as much of what she said as possible. I was not able to write down full quotations of Fathers of the Church, etc. I will transcribe the notes here and put them into complete sentences as much as I can. As a result, the words will be mostly my own, based on what I heard her say and the notes I took. Bear in mind that Mother Gabriella's first language is Romanian, and English is her second language. This comes through in some of the syntax, and I let it stand in some of the notes, and covered for it in some other of my notes.

I hope the topic is not "new" because God is always the same and our spiritual struggle is the same. But it is new because we change. As Orthodox Christians we live in the present, and there is always something new in each moment. The purpose of our earthly journey is t…

Doll Clothes

I saw a doll at Costco today and since they don't always have the same items from week to week, I decided I'd better snap it up. ;-) It's a Madame Alexander. Madame Alexander dolls and I go way back to my very first doll (Baby Huggems) which I clutched to my chest at the age of 1 and did not let go of for several years. She's been living on my dresser now, for a while, and when I got her down to compare faces with the doll I bought today, I realized her body, long ago mended by my Meemaw, was literally falling apart.

So I had to remove the head and quickly create a pattern from the body before it utterly disintegrated. I know, I probably just vastly reduced the value of my baby huggems, but replacing the body with an exact replica will make it more fun. I plan on sewing a baptismal gown for this doll at some point, after seeing a baby huggems in a baptismal gown on a Madame Alexander collector's website.

At any rate, here are some shots of my new doll, and t…

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Sitting on the Front Pew

Whenever my family is at Church, I feel like perhaps we are a bit of a freak show. Lord have mercy, but those are my feelings. We like to sit down front, so that the kids aren't as distracted by the mayhem around them, and can see the icons and hear the prayers better. Yes, the nave is that large.

But I've always been a front row kind of gal. I was the kid in school who sat up front right under the teacher's nose, and at our old parish we had our spot, close to the front on the left hand side, right under the Theotokos' nose.

At. St. Michael's we are on the right hand side. Right smack dab in front of Jesus (well, his icon at any rate).

But for the past several weeks I've not managed to stay there the entire service. Any parent of young children knows what it's like to have to take a child out during the service.

My kids aren't young, but I often still have to take a child out during the service. Week after week after week. And so we are in …

Craft Day

Doll Pascha Goodies

Today I declared it to be "craft day" and we worked on all sorts of things. I still count it as school. As an adult, I earn way more money so far with my crafting skills than I do with my math skills, and it would be a crying shame not to pass on some of my vast knowledge to my kids.

So, I've decided to teach my girls to sew. We are sewing doll clothes, to save on cloth and to be able to do projects from my fabric stash. Why did I not think of this sooner? Maia is making a "hippie chick" outfit for her 18" doll, and Ariana, of course, is making the most complicated 18th century gown she could envision with lace and ruffles and the like, in THE most difficult fabrics (lace and satin) to be found in my stash. Oh well, she'lll learn to pin things diligently, then. Har har. Bethany is making her doll a flannel nightgown, but she didn't craft much today. (She's already very crafty) because her meds are making her sleepy a…

Playing with Pippin

The kids think I bought the gerbils or them. Bwahahahaha!

Mantilla Musings: A Cross Post from my Other Blog.

I was at my sewing machine this evening, putting some lace edging onto a lace triangle I'd cut out (not a hard job) to finish off a prayer veil, and while I was sewing I got to thinking....

I've been pondering writing a post on this blog about how the meaning of women's veiling is different for Orthodox Christian women than it is for...oh, say....Mennonite women. I can say that, because once upon a time I was Mennonite. Now I am Orthodox. I liked covering then, but it came with a great deal of "baggage".

Instead of being called a prayer veil, often a woman's covering was referred to in Mennonite circles as a "headship covering" and it specifically symbolized a woman's place under the authority of her husband or father. Very patriocentric and very hierarchical.

In Orthodoxy, I don't find such a meaning attached to wearing a prayer veil, or prayer covering, at all.

When something is covered, it is done so because it is a holy thing. I…

A Gentleman Jumping Into the Fray

A few posts down I mentioned that a friend of mine had written a blog post asking me, specifically, to defend women's role in ancient (Orthodox) Christianty, and why I would say that women aren't oppressed in the Orthodox Church.

In the comments to that post, Justin jumps in, and out of curiosity I clicked on his link and found he'd written an entire blog post on the subject. Here it is.

Check it out!

1 of 10 UC Berkeley: Gary Taubes 11/7/2007

Here's a start. You can find the rest of the series on Youtube.

Tornadoes, Tired and Gary Taubes

Whenever the weather is turbulent, I feel extra tired. It's my fibromyalgia. I'm used to it.

Today I managed to run some errands and do some mending. What do you do when your rapidly growing girl outgrows the length of a pretty dress? Why, find another in similar fabric (bigger size) at the thrift store, cut the bottom off the bigger one, top off the favorite one, and sew the top onto the longer bottom. Problem solved. And I put a button on a shirt and did and a bit of mending on a blouse. OK, enough about my sewing corner. It was the type of afternoon where I kept spilling the trash can due to clumsiness, knocking over my thread holder and having to pick up, re-wind and re-stash multiple spools of thread....glad to be out of there.

There was a very exciting tornado warning in Jefferson County today just before noon. 80 mph winds and various twister clouds that may or may not have touched down. I put the kids in the hallway and watched the weather on the news. So gl…

Thrift Store Score

Today's haul:

A bicycle for the kids. I promised the kids when I found one at the thrift store I'd buy it. Today was that day.

Bike helmet

Wooden bread box w/ harvest scene etching and "Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread". A "want" not a need, but will keep my kitchen tidier.

Corningware 9x13 casserole baking dish. Needed another 9x13 since my pampered chef stone one broke. One casserole dish for the family just doesn't cut it sometimes.

Small high quality stainless steel saucepan w/ clear glass lid Again, I needed this as I only had one saucepan, had been thinking of buying one new soon.)

A pink glass bell (to be used by sick people when stuck in bed and need help so they don't have to use their voice to what my mom had when I was growing up.)

Sweaters for Eric (needed them)

Leggings for Ariana (2 pairs. She needed them and I was going to buy some someplace else this weekend. These were new w/ tags at thrift store prices!)

A pretty blou…

Projects in my Head

If you are like me, you have a mental wishlist of things you would like to do someday. For me, these include the following:

Reading through the big stack of books I have started but not finished-The Atheist Delusion by David Bentley Hart, The Gulag Archipelago by Solzhhoweveryouspellit, The Great Upheaval by Jay Winik and The Brothers Kharamazov by Dostoyevsky. Oh, and St. Necktarios.

For some reason, when reading is thick, I struggle to get through it. Whereas, when reading is lite, I can fly through a brain-candy book in no time at all. I have a really really bad habit of starting a book, and then starting another book, and another, and another. Of the above stack, I have started ALL of them and finished none. So I have picked up The Atheist Delusions and am forcing myself to finish it. And then the next and the next, and so on. So that's my stack of reading.

Then there's the stack of unfinished crafts. I have a sweater I'm working on, a child sized cardigan in…

The Marshmallow Gun of Forgiveness or "Laughter is the Best Medicine"

One of my kids, who shall remain nameless got reaaaaalllllly mad at another one of my also nameless kids. It was after Vespers tonight and it was just me and the two of them and I was inside doing confession and they were outside playing and wondering where I was.

So, I came out of the chapel, and there were happy kid noises and based on the shouts I heard, some kids were pretending some sort of wizard of Oz game because I heard certain voices trying to include nameless kid number one as the cowardly lion. Obviously, based on nameless number one's reaction, he/she did NOT want to be the cowardly lion and so nameless1 hit nameless2 TWICE and there was a bit of a frakas.

I made them apologize to each other, but nameless1 was really really mad. Way out of proportion to the situation. Part of me was wanting to scream and yell and holler "Just get over it already, it'd no big deal." It was an Asperger's Sydrome moment for nameless1 and he/she did NOT have the o…

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