tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46487721626416681332008-07-26T21:14:21.856-07:00A Life UncommonDonettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comBlogger1068125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-78779890838998183382008-07-26T07:09:00.000-07:002008-07-26T08:12:16.875-07:00Please Pray with me for my heart is full toward so many.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.girly-tags.net/"><img src="http://off1.picsrc.net/images/girly/please/please14.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(29, 31, 252);font-size:180%;" ></span><br />My dear Long time (19 years) friend is challenged right now with health issues. Yesterday she had to ingest radioactive iodine. She is doing well. I love her so much! Will you hold her up in your thoughts and prayers with me. She has an eight day isolation of sorts (from infants and pregnant women). </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Her blog is "Just a Mom" on my side bar. Your encouragement would also go a long way. It has been so quiet out there. I hope your all doing well. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">There are many who I care so much about who are suffering right now. I find myself thinking and praying a lot. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">There is a young man who I have known all his life. He has made another mistake that might land him in prison (again), a foolish mistake. This child has poor impulse control and now, a young man. I am broken over the loss of his productive life. I had a vision of this when he was small. To see this unfold is heart breaking. I long that his soul at least may be freed. I have watched this last year as he (in my opinion) has been set up to fail. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">My dear Friend Michel has been challenged with a terrible illness that leaves her incapacitated and worn. Her suffering is taxing her so hard. I miss her warm smiling heart. Suffering is hard. I MISS YOU SIS> Please pray for her that this heath issue , this terrible mystery become solved. Medical testing is hard she needs strength and encouragement. She is a mother with three kids to raise and a husband who loves her and needs her. Please pray</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">Please pray for Trisha "Photo Daughter of the King" my sweet friend. She has a very serious inner (to the brain) I think ear infection that is very rare. She is responding well to anti biotic. My desire for her it to be free of this infection. She is a beautiful soul with young children.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">Please remember "shorty bear" Denise. She bravely faces diabetes and all of the many challenges that is faced with this life long illness. Encouraging her is a blessing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">My sister is moving next week and today she is having a tag sale. Her husband and English citizen is facing deportation. Her home sold, they are temporarily going into an apartment. They have lost almost everything. The dollar has little value to the euro they have lost so much. She is walking on a knee that is all bone on bone and is having a total knee replacement. She is 2000 </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">miles away and I can not help her either. Well not physically. So I pray. I pray for her souls freedom as well. Think about the pain she is suffering with the knee lifting boxes and selling every last thing. I grieve. Her moving to Europe with her husband means that I may never see her again.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">These are only a few of the reasons I have been so quiet. Don't you just fill up inside with grief when those you love suffer? I just want to weep. I keep a silent vigil of thoughts of compassion and Yet, my life goes on and there is so much to rejoice about. So many tasks undone. The beauty of children to teach and lives to tend to. So little I can physically do for these. So I pray I hold them all in my heart like so many tightly squeezed teddy bears. Hugging until my arms ache. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">This morning I am asking for you to join me in prayer.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">As I go about my day this has been my heart</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh thank you...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I just need to share the load and ask for the prayers that avail much. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I hope you are all well and filled with the sights and smells the sounds that bring beauty into your day.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-11879589543397934972008-07-25T17:17:00.000-07:002008-07-25T17:58:48.540-07:00Chook, chickens or hens, they are home!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpvRCp6ZQI/AAAAAAAAFRo/wPga9ZYH0rU/s1600-h/IMG_6211.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpvRCp6ZQI/AAAAAAAAFRo/wPga9ZYH0rU/s320/IMG_6211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227112656078005506" border="0" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Jasper </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(very tame and likes to be pet and held) His back is so Petty but he is a camera Ham...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpu_CcYb9I/AAAAAAAAFRg/ZAoGm_wljpM/s1600-h/IMG_6208.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpu_CcYb9I/AAAAAAAAFRg/ZAoGm_wljpM/s320/IMG_6208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227112346783608786" border="0" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" >Prissy </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(this is the one Dove named)</span> Road Island Red?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuzgrUgDI/AAAAAAAAFRY/qKsWqCtJfgM/s1600-h/IMG_6210.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuzgrUgDI/AAAAAAAAFRY/qKsWqCtJfgM/s320/IMG_6210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227112148740898866" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Maud </span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(stilts)</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuiToOatI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/BkzFjpsvfsU/s1600-h/IMG_6213.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuiToOatI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/BkzFjpsvfsU/s320/IMG_6213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227111853180480210" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" >Mable</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> (My favorite, she is so tame and likes me to hold her. She is also the largest.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuWyvkJ8I/AAAAAAAAFRI/VlCVUK9lEz0/s1600-h/IMG_6214.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuWyvkJ8I/AAAAAAAAFRI/VlCVUK9lEz0/s320/IMG_6214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227111655374333890" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;">Ruby </span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">(In fond memory of my Mom) Ruby Marie, "she will be comin' round the mountain when she comes. We'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes" The song I sang to her at her death bed. I found joy in that today as the children and I sang the whole song. (killing the old red rooster got a big shout of disagreement and a big "Hay!".</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuLRoPlMI/AAAAAAAAFRA/V7x6jHvk0n0/s1600-h/IMG_6217.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpuLRoPlMI/AAAAAAAAFRA/V7x6jHvk0n0/s320/IMG_6217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227111457506694338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" > Alice </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(Timid and shy I think of "Alice's Restaurant") cause you can get most anything you want at ....</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpt-jSNXiI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/WoauzXm_00A/s1600-h/IMG_6219.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIpt-jSNXiI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/WoauzXm_00A/s320/IMG_6219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227111238907813410" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;">Pearl </span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">( I love the color of black pearls this sweetie is that color, dark pewter) Her back is so shiny.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIptwzru8xI/AAAAAAAAFQw/taZfKFg-0G0/s1600-h/IMG_6220.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIptwzru8xI/AAAAAAAAFQw/taZfKFg-0G0/s320/IMG_6220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227111002791670546" border="0" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Un-named </span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(she has feathered feet)</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIptlV7P82I/AAAAAAAAFQo/uoz68-Hbxxw/s1600-h/IMG_6221.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIptlV7P82I/AAAAAAAAFQo/uoz68-Hbxxw/s320/IMG_6221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227110805825123170" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Un named. </span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We think this one may be a rooster. It has feathered feet.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIptYe903WI/AAAAAAAAFQg/o4oG5uvrZIs/s1600-h/IMG_6223.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIptYe903WI/AAAAAAAAFQg/o4oG5uvrZIs/s320/IMG_6223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227110584913550690" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" >Teren </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(this is the one Dash Named) This bird sounds like a canary No joke! it sings so pretty.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">If any of you know the breads leave me a comment please.<br />They are all supposed to be mixed bantoms.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-62625088512371393332008-07-25T09:24:00.001-07:002008-07-25T09:41:29.354-07:00chicken coop for the birds they come home today.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">We worked until dusk. It was just too dark to see. I'll clip the wire today. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">I was in the garden this morning at 5:45 a.m. after my sweet boy came in to get me. He wanted to work in the garden with me.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIn_Fogn8qI/AAAAAAAAFQY/ururh5dz6rw/s1600-h/IMG_6196.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIn_Fogn8qI/AAAAAAAAFQY/ururh5dz6rw/s320/IMG_6196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226989314778854050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;">We have this... so far. We worked on the side and one end.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;">The end to the left will have four nesting boxes and we will build doors on this side and the one end with the nesting boxes. Much work yet to do. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIn-4jt_gmI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/smekEFrvNg4/s1600-h/IMG_6197.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIn-4jt_gmI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/smekEFrvNg4/s320/IMG_6197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226989090154447458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">I love my red chicken steps!<br />This was a gift of scrap lumber from the folks.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIn-pi4WdpI/AAAAAAAAFQI/Fa9xFbXfLC4/s1600-h/IMG_6200.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIn-pi4WdpI/AAAAAAAAFQI/Fa9xFbXfLC4/s320/IMG_6200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226988832231421586" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;">We are using washers and screws to gaurd and keep the dogs out just in case. This is a much more secure way to attatch it. The stapels can be dug at by dogs and I do not want ot chance it with the Willy Lab.</span><br />Pictures of the chicks by evening.<br />I am sorry I have not been around to visit everyone. Many of you I have I just have not been very talky. I have been a little down lately.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-23425988889651997032008-07-23T20:19:00.001-07:002008-07-24T07:27:04.855-07:00Thankful Thursday...Chicken Coop, Volley Ball and friendship<div style="text-align: center;"> <small><!-- by eph2810 --></small> <div class="entry"> <center><a href="http://www.eph2810.com/?page_id=459"><img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/eph2810/TTButton.jpg" border="0" /></a></center></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >I am thankful!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJ49ZG6XI/AAAAAAAAFQA/lTaZD4Qg_Ic/s1600-h/IMG_6159.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJ49ZG6XI/AAAAAAAAFQA/lTaZD4Qg_Ic/s320/IMG_6159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226578979209013618" border="0" /></a><br />This is how I have spent my mornings this week.<br />The church gifted us with Volley Ball lessons for the 5 days. The kids are running hard and are very tired by the end of a Day.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJsDL9uaI/AAAAAAAAFP4/tU3Pd-1UEMY/s1600-h/IMG_6160.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJsDL9uaI/AAAAAAAAFP4/tU3Pd-1UEMY/s320/IMG_6160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226578757426198946" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">They do drills and have them establish skills that pertain to the game.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJP8f0IEI/AAAAAAAAFPo/Hp4AuynF1nM/s1600-h/IMG_6127.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJP8f0IEI/AAAAAAAAFPo/Hp4AuynF1nM/s320/IMG_6127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226578274594070594" border="0" /></a><br />They have improved much from day one.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiIw4q1Q4I/AAAAAAAAFPg/Mqt_9eLVNPE/s1600-h/IMG_6126.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiIw4q1Q4I/AAAAAAAAFPg/Mqt_9eLVNPE/s320/IMG_6126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226577740990595970" border="0" /></a><br />There are several levels and skills represented in the 10 different kids.<br />The coaches are professional and the children even do a devotional.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJbBr8vPI/AAAAAAAAFPw/-QZUJauLh-c/s1600-h/IMG_6169.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiJbBr8vPI/AAAAAAAAFPw/-QZUJauLh-c/s320/IMG_6169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226578464965704946" border="0" /></a><br />I have been working on this while I wait. The last two days and then yesterday here when a friend came to visit.<br />I have had this set up to do for years. I just fell in love with it. I thought I better finish it before the kids are grown.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">I have been a bit blue lately. several small occurrences have wounded my tender ego. I was almost in tears yesterday. Just feeling so lonely. I reached out for that is the gift of loneliness. I had a few nice little encounters. I was sitting in the church lobby while the children played Volley Ball. I normally sit in the gym on the bleachers. I am the only Mother who ever stays. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">It was nice to have a few little fellowship type moments. Loneliness can hurt when lies from the enemy flood in. Having memory problems from the brain injury makes socializing very threatening sometimes. It happens so very often that I do not know who I am speaking with or I am not sure. That just makes me want to isolate. If you notice anything about me . I am a gregarious soul. Isolation is far from healthy for me. So I keep trying to reach out. Sorrow over swept me of late for so many many lives around me are in crisis. It grieves me so to see folks suffer and struggle. I want to help and so intercede. It is a prayer of whole heart ed compassion and of late I have felt drained to see so much suffering and so many consequences from poor choice</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">s.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">A friend had a message on my voice mail when I returned home. She wanted to come over and did so. We had a real good mutual support and heart pouring that we each needed. It was a wonderful time of fellowship. I was able to finish my dishes while we visited and get a lot done on the pocket dolls as we sat at the table and fellowship ed. It was real nice. She feels safe here and comes to my home to rest. I am so warmed that she is safe and can rest here. It is a real delight and a touching tribute to the peace in my home.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;">After supper....We went to work on the coop!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;">This saw is failing (after 30 year) so he took it apart and it is still going. We are using earplugs for it is VERY noisy and squeals like a banchie.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiIHObfc8I/AAAAAAAAFPY/RR11e2KSQh0/s1600-h/IMG_6167.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIiIHObfc8I/AAAAAAAAFPY/RR11e2KSQh0/s320/IMG_6167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226577025277326274" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">It has been a very full last couple of days. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Last night the kids took turns using the hammer to nail on the red steps. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">We think it good to give them experiences like that. It did however slow us down a bit. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">We must have ready the habitat by Saturday at the very latest. Friday night in actuality.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">We have been working on it every night. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Knowing Mr U as many of you do , I am sure you know how beautiful it is. </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">I keep having to remind him that it is just a coop it is alright if it is not perfect. I'll tell these chickens are going to be living the good life.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIf09kBFmdI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/QxnpTsJcZfA/s1600-h/IMG_6166.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIf09kBFmdI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/QxnpTsJcZfA/s320/IMG_6166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226415231064185298" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><i style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">"Delight yourselves in the Lord; yes, find your joy in Him at all times. Have a reputation for gentleness, and NEVER forget the nearness of your Lord. ... DON'T WORRY OVER ANYTHING WHATEVER; tell God every detail of your needs in earnest and thankful prayer, and the PEACE of God, which transcends human understanding, will keep constant guard over your hearts and minds as they rest in Christ Jesus.* ... Fix your thoughts on what is true and good and right. Think about things that are pure and lovely, and dwell on the fine, good things in others. THINK ABOUT ALL YOU CAN PRAISE GOD FOR AND BE GLAD ABOUT. Keep putting into practice all you have learned from me and saw me doing, and the God of peace will be with you."**</i><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> ...</span><br />I have been having a lot of nightmares the last several nights. I have to be much more thoughtful and careful of what I put before my eyes. Reading too many current events and watching too much late night T.V.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">I have a very full day today! I must take the kids to VB and then we have a treat. I get to take them to a place called "Bounce You" it is a place full of inflatables. It will be the church group. Perhaps the children might meet a friend and consider Sunday school. As of now they sit through church with us. That does not bother me. It would just be neat to see them with kids. I like being the spiritual educator, bout it might be cool to have a back up Sunday school teacher to confirm what we teach.<br />I have lunches for all of us packed. The dishwasher humming. I need to put supper in the oven so that it is cool enough to refrigerate before I have to leave for VB. Meat loaf!<br />I am a tired girl and it is not even 7:30 yet!<br />My sweet Beloved sat bed side and patiently asked me about my day. He was tired and yet he kept talking with me.Until was talked out. Often the sweet man just passes out of exhaustion. Last night he made himself totally available to just listen. It was really touching. I have a big weeping in my soul. I am not sure but I think it is over the suffering around me in the lives of those I care so deeply for. When I love others it is to the core of who I am. Perhaps faulty to the outsider but deeply from my core. I weep. Without tears, silently.<br />It was so good to have the fellowship of my friend and my dear beloved. It comforted my heart to be un- alone yesterday.<br />I am thankful for the fellowship of the Christ Minded who love me.</span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-26204509977851302442008-07-22T06:03:00.000-07:002008-07-22T13:00:36.811-07:00Tackle It Tuesday<div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> <div class="entry_content"> <table width="100%"> <tbody><tr> <td align="center"><a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/160/tackle-it-tuesday-update/"><img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q151/yeshua55/TTBigButton.jpg" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Good Morning!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It is an early start for me today. I have risen with the dawn. The house is quiet....</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXb-9nI0VI/AAAAAAAAFPI/gcyovhAVRz4/s1600-h/IMG_6156.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXb-9nI0VI/AAAAAAAAFPI/gcyovhAVRz4/s320/IMG_6156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225824817370419538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">This guy has been fed and is resting now with Rena at my feet. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He is a good companion.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mr U took the new mixer apart to find that it has been dropped on the motor end, the housing is shattered as is the switching mechanism. He is looking into the cost of replacing that part of it. The mixer is new and sells for $180. so it may be worth it to fix.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbvx7gTDI/AAAAAAAAFPA/JMXEbDuhaF0/s1600-h/IMG_6152.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbvx7gTDI/AAAAAAAAFPA/JMXEbDuhaF0/s320/IMG_6152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225824556536581170" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The kitchen reflects a wonderful meal last night.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have it to clean.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Meat to cook for the suppers tonight and so on. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbl6tGYWI/AAAAAAAAFO4/sJWnFe9kSK4/s1600-h/IMG_6153.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbl6tGYWI/AAAAAAAAFO4/sJWnFe9kSK4/s320/IMG_6153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225824387093389666" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have a ton of laundry to fold and store.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbbMNXBxI/AAAAAAAAFOw/2h9N2nJkTjo/s1600-h/IMG_6154.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbbMNXBxI/AAAAAAAAFOw/2h9N2nJkTjo/s320/IMG_6154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225824202813540114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wash and dry.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbPfTi8hI/AAAAAAAAFOo/fwv9W-rUalQ/s1600-h/IMG_6155.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIXbPfTi8hI/AAAAAAAAFOo/fwv9W-rUalQ/s320/IMG_6155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225824001781330450" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">This is laundered and I need to fold it , and return it to the owner. It has been on loan to us for the house staging. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It is the bed spread that was on the big bed in our room.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The chicken coop tractor is coming along. We found a lot of free wood this weekend. The folks also came on Sunday (for Doves Birthday) they came with several peaces of scrap lumber (actually just what we needed!)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mr U. worked some on it last night .</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Our weather has been so hot here it is hard to work on it. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He has a class again this morning so he will be home a while and then home a bit earlier tonight. I love when his employment gives him free education. It is such a blessing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have to leave here for Volley Ball lessons mid morning so I better take advantage of this quiet house and go fold clothes.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">some prayer time first though...</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-89502346182374445842008-07-21T21:14:00.001-07:002008-07-21T21:31:16.001-07:00The giving tree....<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The kids and I went to the front of the house to see the storm clouded sky. The kids noticed a box on the side of the house. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It has happened again...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have a hand held mixer and of course my big kitchen aide mixer. Now we have a stand mixer like a hand mixer but for hands free.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beloved insisted I call the police. Just encase it is stolen and left at our house to be picked up later. There have been no reports of stolen items in our neighborhood.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVfM328CeI/AAAAAAAAFOg/vmYBQscvkWE/s1600-h/IMG_6150.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVfM328CeI/AAAAAAAAFOg/vmYBQscvkWE/s320/IMG_6150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225687617390774754" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Well after speaking with the police we were told to post it on the blog encase any of you sweet dears left it for us. This is an expensive mixer!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Upon close examination it has a broken dial. Of course knowing Mr U it is sure to be reparable.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVe_T6RR2I/AAAAAAAAFOY/v3InpqiTEuw/s1600-h/IMG_6151.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVe_T6RR2I/AAAAAAAAFOY/v3InpqiTEuw/s320/IMG_6151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225687384402773858" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">It may have been a display model it show a little use but I am not too sure that it was used it is clean.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thank you who ever left this fine tool.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The officer asked to request a bow or note in the future so that we could be at ease in receiving it. If it is stolen someone is missing a nice mixer. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We may send it to the lost and found for 90 days but the officer said with it being new that there is little reasoning in it for any owner would not have an ID number or anything for it. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I guess we keep it. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The giving tree has offered many things over the years.</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Plastic container</span> (I had prayed for)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">a dress </span>(that was my size)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">yard table and chairs</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">a mop</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">a rug sweeper</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Now a very nice hand mixer replacement. I will be able to do two jobs at once. </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes...I can just hear your giggling now...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Only me:)</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span></span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-79336409097186599172008-07-21T13:20:00.001-07:002008-07-21T13:21:38.019-07:00The sunglass test<table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"><br /><span style=""><br /><strong>What Your Sunglasses Say About You</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thesunglassestest/sunglasses-5.png" width="100" height="100" /></center><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />You are competent, direct, and powerful.<br /><br />You are focused on success in all aspects of your life.<br /><br /><br /><br />You need to be shaded from moochers and parasitic people.<br /><br />You feel sunniest when you're around people as driven and and brilliant as you are.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesunglassestest/">The Sunglasses Test</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >My goodness who knew:)</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-87927378343894427622008-07-21T07:50:00.000-07:002008-07-21T21:10:56.218-07:00Menu Plan Monday<div class="entry-content"> <p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://orgjunkie.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/mpm121.jpg"><abbr class="published" title="2008-07-20T19:43:57-0600"></abbr> </a></p><div class="entry-content"> <p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://orgjunkie.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/mpm121.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-885 aligncenter" title="mpm121" src="http://orgjunkie.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/mpm121.jpg" alt="" width="345" height="141" /></a></p></div></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Monday:</span> I have a loaf of bread that got the edges slightly freezer burned, I will make an egg and soy milk soak with cinnamon and clove with a little vanilla. French toast tonight with home made syrup of pomegranate.<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVbgRVvC6I/AAAAAAAAFOQ/PoCkrotF8Fc/s1600-h/IMG_6144.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVbgRVvC6I/AAAAAAAAFOQ/PoCkrotF8Fc/s320/IMG_6144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225683552601836450" border="0" /></a><br />Dry or day old bread is great for french toast. I use many egg, cinnamon cardomon and clove. Soy milk and water. The bread soaked up for aroun an hour.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVaVtniHJI/AAAAAAAAFNo/DCObq4SXG1M/s1600-h/IMG_6148.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVaVtniHJI/AAAAAAAAFNo/DCObq4SXG1M/s320/IMG_6148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225682271702490258" border="0" /></a><br />That is honey butter.<br />Home made from 3/4 honey and 1/4 butter whipped to submission.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"> Bacon broiled in the oven (this is a quick trick).</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVbSYzWZzI/AAAAAAAAFOI/enHERt0Dn4U/s1600-h/IMG_6141.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVbSYzWZzI/AAAAAAAAFOI/enHERt0Dn4U/s320/IMG_6141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225683314086930226" border="0" /></a><br />Now some folks think this is a big mess of an oven<br />Think about it when you fry bacon stove top...how does your stove top, walls and under your cabinet look. Verses the oven and it being contained and most of it just burns off the nest time you use it. It is safer too, I do not get splattered. My time is a valuable commodity. I put it on the pan turn it once and it is done.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVbAVCnIqI/AAAAAAAAFOA/U4dsw_EvpAM/s1600-h/IMG_6142.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVbAVCnIqI/AAAAAAAAFOA/U4dsw_EvpAM/s320/IMG_6142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225683003839554210" border="0" /></a><br />lay it out on pure white toweling<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVa0pkfKdI/AAAAAAAAFN4/vPhwIHYIQV4/s1600-h/IMG_6145.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVa0pkfKdI/AAAAAAAAFN4/vPhwIHYIQV4/s320/IMG_6145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225682803191917010" border="0" /></a><br />Now, after you pat it out...Plate the bacon set aside. Use the toweling to absorb the bacon grease, while it is still warm.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVanU9uAaI/AAAAAAAAFNw/RNv9dgv3fPo/s1600-h/IMG_6146.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIVanU9uAaI/AAAAAAAAFNw/RNv9dgv3fPo/s320/IMG_6146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225682574322303394" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then walla! toss the oiled towel and the pan is almost clean. A little hot water and away is the mess.<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Today I need to grind meat. I got three nice roasts at the end of the week. I will grind and cook up the burger (some of it) for easy meals.<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SITng-SWIPI/AAAAAAAAFNg/j9Gi6T4nYbY/s1600-h/IMG_6117.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SITng-SWIPI/AAAAAAAAFNg/j9Gi6T4nYbY/s320/IMG_6117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225556021318394098" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"> Make and bake a meatloaf for later in the week.<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SITnR5PKKRI/AAAAAAAAFNY/dhXGWgLo47o/s1600-h/IMG_6119.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SITnR5PKKRI/AAAAAAAAFNY/dhXGWgLo47o/s320/IMG_6119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225555762264811794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">The kids have Volley ball lessons this week.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SITm_dkfWhI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/OQPE72quIpo/s1600-h/IMG_6140.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SITm_dkfWhI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/OQPE72quIpo/s320/IMG_6140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225555445600442898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I made McOmmy's (Relatively) Happy Meals for lunch.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kids said "They are a "Little" better then McD" no toy *a lot cheaper*:)</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> WELL!</span><br />Organic grapes and crisp fresh apples. Whole Wheat bread organic romaine lettuce and fresh ground burger.<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Bake a corn bread for tomorrow while the oven is hot.</span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Tuesday:</span> Chili con carne" (with meat) from the grind yesterday. It will of been precooked. I will have bell peppers and onion in it. Cumin and curry with cayenne. Corn bread with cardamon for its wonderful sweet flavor.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Dice up onion and cut up celery and carrots for snacks.Cut up beppers as well. By dicing up all the vegies I can at one time I make one mess to clean and have it all ready to use as I need it for a day or two. Some things do not cut too early. They tend to loose the nutrients or quality.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Wednesday:</span> Rice and chicken tenders, yet to be determined.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Thursday:</span> Tacos, ground beef precooked with taco seasonins, lettus and cheese, tomaotes.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Homemade beans.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Friday:</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Meatloaf (sheded carrot, zucinni, egg and oatmeal) prebaked just heat and searve. with baked sweet potatoes</span>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Saturday:</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Chicken poppers (baked chicken tender bites that are coated with a breading, with tater tots, fresh fruit.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Sunday:</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Left over day</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Snacks:</span> carrot,celery sticks with peanut butter ,grapes apples, fresh blue berries, muffins and cookies. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-66736492533635991662008-07-20T11:01:00.000-07:002008-07-20T11:12:48.467-07:00Sunday Smiles<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIN928cTu8I/AAAAAAAAFM4/PLIW2Iwckb4/s1600-h/IMG_6092.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIN928cTu8I/AAAAAAAAFM4/PLIW2Iwckb4/s320/IMG_6092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225158375571176386" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >Lets see...about this high</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIN-CAp7uaI/AAAAAAAAFNA/qc5AhgLojVA/s1600-h/IMG_6094.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIN-CAp7uaI/AAAAAAAAFNA/qc5AhgLojVA/s320/IMG_6094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225158565680626082" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >We begin with foundations inline...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIN-P3CP_7I/AAAAAAAAFNI/z2W9E9rHa5Q/s1600-h/IMG_6096.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIN-P3CP_7I/AAAAAAAAFNI/z2W9E9rHa5Q/s320/IMG_6096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225158803616432050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">The second end is a copy of the first and ease begins as the form is being established.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Yes...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">I am going to have chickens for eggs.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">The $10 each birds I was looking at...Well after praying for birds!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Someone else is holding <span style="font-size:180%;">10</span> young mixed Bantoms for </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="font-size:180%;">$20 total</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">It is a woman who does bird rescue. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Gods Provision!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Several folks want to purchase my extra eggs. I just might be able to keep them for free as the extra may just pay for the feed and the coop.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-72458490268640289902008-07-19T10:34:00.000-07:002008-07-19T22:04:17.723-07:00Photo Hunt...What is that?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SILG8SBkmaI/AAAAAAAAFMw/UVvwWzAghiw/s1600-h/IMG_6058.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SILG8SBkmaI/AAAAAAAAFMw/UVvwWzAghiw/s320/IMG_6058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224957256636078498" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Corey got it!</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIIttnn8XqI/AAAAAAAAFMo/w3aDedgwWxU/s1600-h/IMG_6057.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIIttnn8XqI/AAAAAAAAFMo/w3aDedgwWxU/s320/IMG_6057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224788779457076898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Leave your guess in the comments.</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-32800551376066563112008-07-18T22:07:00.000-07:002008-07-18T23:03:10.022-07:00Birthday girl making her cake<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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bold;">There is an annual event in Scottsdale Arizona.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mighty Mud mania it has been held for almost 30 yrs. It has grown into a force to be reckoned with.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFPr2OpnXI/AAAAAAAAFJo/UxOcT6hRems/s1600-h/IMG_5966.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFPr2OpnXI/AAAAAAAAFJo/UxOcT6hRems/s320/IMG_5966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224544657436417394" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dove braved the slide but did not like soap on her skin.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sensory integration makes everything "too much"</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFPe42QQdI/AAAAAAAAFJg/dU6vqqk2s1w/s1600-h/IMG_5968.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFPe42QQdI/AAAAAAAAFJg/dU6vqqk2s1w/s320/IMG_5968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224544434801099218" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">She did venture down the hill and that was huge for her.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFPN2uJqlI/AAAAAAAAFJY/hNpsI8jKQHg/s1600-h/IMG_5970.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFPN2uJqlI/AAAAAAAAFJY/hNpsI8jKQHg/s320/IMG_5970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224544142172465746" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Parents had to leave the kids here to go through the line. My kids would have none of it! Even with a mom type volunteer they would not do it!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The obstical course was just too much for them.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFO3AETm2I/AAAAAAAAFJQ/nNybWFuXnBs/s1600-h/IMG_5971.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFO3AETm2I/AAAAAAAAFJQ/nNybWFuXnBs/s320/IMG_5971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543749544319842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dove (hand in Hand) with a volunteer walked nervously around the edge. Her feet got just slightly wet that was enough. They even held back the crowd a few moments as to let her feel safer.<br />Dash ==="NO WAY!" "HE SAID, NO! MOM<><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFOmVFqxxI/AAAAAAAAFJI/GAEaFYFfuK8/s1600-h/IMG_6001.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFOmVFqxxI/AAAAAAAAFJI/GAEaFYFfuK8/s320/IMG_6001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543463129401106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We then found a very quiet corner of the massive event and with a little coaching from the volunteer the began to blow bubbles.<br />Dash had to be helped a lot.<br />I had to put my hand under the bubble to show how it would feel, then his hand on mine and then he allowed it to touch him.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wow!<br />It was a moment epiphany in my utter frustration that it hit me. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Just find what they like and do not even consider the event only the experience that they were able to take in. "<br />Sometimes I want my kids to be normal so bad I forget they are not.<br />They can not endure the sounds, sights and smells like we can.<br />I was able to help them find a scaled down corner and they had fun.<br />It was like going to Disneyland to climb stairs. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFOTirbqQI/AAAAAAAAFJA/yxJuAWejRvs/s1600-h/IMG_5987.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFOTirbqQI/AAAAAAAAFJA/yxJuAWejRvs/s320/IMG_5987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543140359940354" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dash started to let his shoulders down and have fun. This girl is the daughter of the woman who escorted us around trying to help my kids. The parents were not aloud in the event areas.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFOERJyDcI/AAAAAAAAFI4/gKQZuqQFFlQ/s1600-h/IMG_6004.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFOERJyDcI/AAAAAAAAFI4/gKQZuqQFFlQ/s320/IMG_6004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224542877957361090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wonder began to fall upon him.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Acceptance of my children and the limits they have fell upon me and I too began to find a relaxed moment. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was so hard when they were both panicked.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The provision of the woman and her daughter really helped. The woman had a little cross dangling from one earring and a peace sign from the other.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFNw9yDTJI/AAAAAAAAFIw/u2bUhHW4Ex4/s1600-h/IMG_6007.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFNw9yDTJI/AAAAAAAAFIw/u2bUhHW4Ex4/s320/IMG_6007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224542546340039826" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">This felt good!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> I want one of these.</span><br />It was a very hot day today.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFNVo7h4SI/AAAAAAAAFIo/8kciAqCGb_Q/s1600-h/IMG_6010.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIFNVo7h4SI/AAAAAAAAFIo/8kciAqCGb_Q/s320/IMG_6010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224542076886180130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Even it though began to overwhelm as many people liked it too. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">They do not like crowds at all!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIE0e_1-NeI/AAAAAAAAFIg/af8Q6sJXQX4/s1600-h/IMG_6014.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SIE0e_1-NeI/AAAAAAAAFIg/af8Q6sJXQX4/s320/IMG_6014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224514749865014754" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dove filled a bucket three times with sand to make a castle. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dash just hung back and then began to enjoy imaginary things and tell me the storys of war heros as they fought in the sand.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dash was hungry at 10:30 he wanted lunch. He needs to eat so often and a lot of it. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was not lunch time yet at the Mc D so we went to target and got the book bags for school and lunch totes and a folder for each.<br /> They will start school in three weeks.<br />I found pants for dove for $1.25 two pair and four tops cute button t's for $1.75 each.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We all went out to a treat of a Mc D. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">That boy ate a Big Mac and 1/2 large fry and my bread, and wanted more.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was a nice lunch togeather</span>.<br />We all returnsed home. It was a bit stressful for me so I was worn out!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-84385955471247424242008-07-18T07:18:00.001-07:002008-07-18T07:35:17.385-07:00Best friends forever and the Lost tooth.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Good Morning</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">A Sweet heart ed reader desires her girl to have a BFF and so I thought of Dove who tends to befriend the less fortunate. Int that she has had 5 BFF move away on her. In almost every relationship the sweet kid was a child who was befriended only by Dove. Year after year amazingly these relationships end whth a move or departure. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">So yesterday as I was Praying for our daughters I thought to call the last childs mother.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">We spoke and arranged for the child to come for a visit in September.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">We also had the child call Dove and wish her happy birthday.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">So when the phone rang moments later....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">I handed the phone to her and said..."Happy Birthday!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">When she heard the childs voice on the other end...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">Glee!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICndC6uIBI/AAAAAAAAFIY/cEInH2VOQRM/s1600-h/IMG_5952.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICndC6uIBI/AAAAAAAAFIY/cEInH2VOQRM/s320/IMG_5952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224359685190983698" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Silly, loving, Pure Glee!</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICnSePjAHI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/P-sIP2jBAhI/s1600-h/IMG_5953.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICnSePjAHI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/P-sIP2jBAhI/s320/IMG_5953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224359503547531378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Oh the joy of a child!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICnBUvSapI/AAAAAAAAFII/dOviPff8IMg/s1600-h/IMG_5954.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICnBUvSapI/AAAAAAAAFII/dOviPff8IMg/s320/IMG_5954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224359208938531474" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">She was so happy! I love this picture of her, she is so innocent and dear.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICm1xIBh5I/AAAAAAAAFIA/y0QemBw-wzM/s1600-h/IMG_5956.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICm1xIBh5I/AAAAAAAAFIA/y0QemBw-wzM/s320/IMG_5956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224359010400044946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">It made a day of gratitude. She hugged me often and spoke several times of how much she loved me. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICmqMWH-rI/AAAAAAAAFH4/Da7kIaj4ddU/s1600-h/IMG_5957.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICmqMWH-rI/AAAAAAAAFH4/Da7kIaj4ddU/s320/IMG_5957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224358811548514994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >Dash lost his front tooth!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"> It came out at his hand.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Wiggle , wiggle here we go again!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICmbnYa7uI/AAAAAAAAFHw/NUo4REhX1pw/s1600-h/IMG_5958.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SICmbnYa7uI/AAAAAAAAFHw/NUo4REhX1pw/s320/IMG_5958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224358561107865314" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">He is so happy.</span><br /> I love happy kids. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">They are so peaceful and delightful.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-45273032446947009712008-07-17T07:26:00.001-07:002008-07-17T15:49:01.248-07:00Thursday Thirteen<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XsCYZUHI/AAAAAAAAFHg/guVIcsbqhDA/s1600-h/IMG_5946.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XsCYZUHI/AAAAAAAAFHg/guVIcsbqhDA/s1600-h/IMG_5946.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XsCYZUHI/AAAAAAAAFHg/guVIcsbqhDA/s320/IMG_5946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223990506838118514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >1.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I awoke early and finished tending the dogs,making lunch for Mr U. , making a pot of coffee and eating some sunflower granola. I raced the sun and won!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I was able to get this far...before 7:15.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">My hair is soaking wet!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XfPKF8II/AAAAAAAAFHY/It_BH4F9pb8/s1600-h/IMG_5947.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XfPKF8II/AAAAAAAAFHY/It_BH4F9pb8/s320/IMG_5947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223990286929490050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >2.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">I got some more of the rock out but have a fair amount yet to remove. Thinking of having the young ones come out and pick the stones for me. It is hard to bend down that much.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Yes my back is tired. By the by my joy is strong!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">I felt a little discouraged by the Mr about funding the chickens. So I am asking God to make a way, lumber, chicken wire, chickens and feed. You all join in with me please. I really desire to do this for my family. Yes it is hard work but it is Ecclesiastics that tells me to enjoy it. It is the fruit of our labors that is all we really have left to show for this life.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XRnEatvI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/p5EWVzXLv_s/s1600-h/IMG_5948.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XRnEatvI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/p5EWVzXLv_s/s320/IMG_5948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223990052829968114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" >3.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Nothing so beautiful as dogs wet from rolling in the cool lawn on a summer morning.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Simple beauty.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XENQkuCI/AAAAAAAAFHI/7evEoo5Sfnk/s1600-h/IMG_5949.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9XENQkuCI/AAAAAAAAFHI/7evEoo5Sfnk/s320/IMG_5949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989822563334178" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >4.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">I was able to get the sewing room arraigned better yesterday.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">The new 1++ sitting center. I was given this machine back after I let go of it. I am very fortunate to own it. It is time I stop being intimidated by it and make some good use of it.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">I have so many things to learn about it.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">It is an embroidery machine.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9W67Q2ajI/AAAAAAAAFHA/2QuwWXBZU4Y/s1600-h/IMG_5950.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9W67Q2ajI/AAAAAAAAFHA/2QuwWXBZU4Y/s320/IMG_5950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989663113833010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >5.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">The thread beds are up and organized.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9WyArkNfI/AAAAAAAAFG4/rlzmIJBtbRA/s1600-h/IMG_5951.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9WyArkNfI/AAAAAAAAFG4/rlzmIJBtbRA/s320/IMG_5951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989509949240818" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" >6.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">an artist never has enough room</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">:)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" >7.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">I have a birthday Party in two days.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >8.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Make the frosting</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">The pound of butter is melting. I use it with powdered sugar and soy milk. The colors will be green and pink and bright pink.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" >9.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">Go to the grocery store .</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I went to the grocery spent $70. and saved $50.!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cake mix was on special!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Organic grapes, and meat a $23 package of chops was only $10. with today's date I'm having pork chops. I do not often cook pork, but this will be a treat.! </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I got two large boneless roast to grind for burger at $1.88 pound!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">God is good! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >10.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Bake the cake.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">By baking it the day before it will be all ready to frost and decorate later.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9apwiP1lI/AAAAAAAAFHo/jmdIvHs7pRY/s1600-h/IMG_5930.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH9apwiP1lI/AAAAAAAAFHo/jmdIvHs7pRY/s320/IMG_5930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223993766222747218" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >11.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">Decorate the house The table is set, but the decorations </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">must be</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"> wonderful:)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >12.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">I must decorate the cake.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">This year she has asked for a two layer heart shaped cake with hearts and vines.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">Post to follow. :)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" >13. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Quiet time is priceless. My hair is drying from the early morning hard work. My body is tired and the children asleep yet at 7:45 (that is amazing in itself).</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">My body is cooling from the excessive heat of gardening in the desert. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">I am trusting God for all the resources and just doing all that is required of me. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Next week the kids go to volley ball camp that after I prayed and told God I wished I were able to do more than just one summer camp for them. I got an e-mail inviting them for FREE ($80.)!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">So He can handle some wood, chicken wire and chickens somehow. I need to ask for seed too...why not He owns the planet. I can drain the budget and get it for my self or I can ask and keep my eyes open for HIS provisions. I chose the later. That is the way I always lived. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Oh yes cake mix too God:)</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-43897038674516355322008-07-16T21:58:00.000-07:002008-07-16T22:18:29.459-07:00Thankful Thursday, Trust<h3 class="post-title"> </h3> <div class="post-body"> <center><a href="http://www.eph2810.com/?page_id=459"><img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/eph2810/TTButton.jpg" border="0" /></a></center></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding , but in ALL your ways ACKNOWLEDGE HIM and HE will direct your path. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Those who are naive trust easily.<br />It was not so for me after I came through the heavy hardships of recovery form childhood abuse and torture and the witnessing of a murder (see other blog).</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">I had to have trust earned, and not to be a victem and gullible anymore.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">The ONE who was proven out over and over and over again was my Father , Maker Abba God.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">He even asked me to risk trusting him. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Risk</span>.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Risk needs to be managed in small steps. That is what I did. I risked trusting God in the very small things. Food for a hungry belly, Water when thirsty and shelter when I was without a home. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">These things are basic. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">There is a saying about me often spoken by those who know me well</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">"only you, Donetta..."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">You see He said... "ask" and I do.<br />I ask for the simple things like the items on my shopping list or the health of my child. Things that are needed.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Over the years my trust grew week. We become like those we hang around and even the most optimistic of souls can be worn down by pessimism. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">I am once again remembering who I am.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I am asking for the simple things.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">I trust God so much more than anything or anyone else.<br />I trust that what is spoken of in the scriptures is truth.<br />I believe because like that simple risk to find food...He found me starving and fed me and gave me the food for the soul found in ..."for God so love the world that he <span style="font-style: italic;">GAVE</span> his only begotten Son. So that all who believe upon him shall be saved."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">That <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"risk to believe" </span>has had the greatest of life transforming benefits. </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">For that I am Most Thankful.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-37931591399369534742008-07-16T08:10:00.000-07:002008-07-16T08:31:01.923-07:00Works for Me Wedensday, Parenting Friends<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="entry-content"> <div class="entry-body"> <p><img title="Wfmwbanner_2" alt="Wfmwbanner_2" src="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/07/01/wfmwbanner_2.jpg" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px; float: right;" border="0" /> </p></div></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Friends for life.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4QB6KEztI/AAAAAAAAFGs/pJyzfi1QP04/s1600-h/Becca-080506024.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4QB6KEztI/AAAAAAAAFGs/pJyzfi1QP04/s320/Becca-080506024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630242773782226" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">This is Dove's bear and Dash's Micutoo.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I am raising the children to be friends. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I teach them that they will have each other for life, either as friends or enemy's.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I tell them that </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">they get to choose</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">One day I stopped interrupting their battles and empowered them with two rules. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" >No hitting and No name calling. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Other than that they need to work it out.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I teach them boundaries. "When you I feel and I would rather you do ..."</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">This has given them the social skills to build relationship.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">They are to get along with each other or we have no play dates.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">If they can not get along than they do not have others come into their chaos. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">This instills a purpose and a importance that is in their currency.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Now my kids are around three years apart. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">This really does make a difference.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">When they hit or name call a loss of privilege or a consequence is placed upon them in order to help them remember the lesson not to punish them.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">They have learned the importance of an apology and forgiveness. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">When they are not able to get along they are separated to have private time apart. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">We take turns with them one on one with each parent to meet their attention needs where they are full focus as often as possible.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">IT IS WORKING!</span><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-64062282548584795032008-07-16T08:01:00.001-07:002008-07-16T08:08:36.339-07:00Wordless Wendsday (by 8 a.m.)<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4Onxs7PLI/AAAAAAAAFGk/wrGvdTeU6uQ/s1600-h/IMG_5940.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4Onxs7PLI/AAAAAAAAFGk/wrGvdTeU6uQ/s320/IMG_5940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628694315809970" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4OYif--SI/AAAAAAAAFGc/TXWtig29UEE/s1600-h/IMG_5941.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4OYif--SI/AAAAAAAAFGc/TXWtig29UEE/s320/IMG_5941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628432536959266" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4OI5ZP7_I/AAAAAAAAFGU/0AUtAysw_lE/s1600-h/IMG_5942.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4OI5ZP7_I/AAAAAAAAFGU/0AUtAysw_lE/s320/IMG_5942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628163804819442" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4N3C11uOI/AAAAAAAAFGM/OedWW7TG6P4/s1600-h/IMG_5943.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4N3C11uOI/AAAAAAAAFGM/OedWW7TG6P4/s320/IMG_5943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223627857103010018" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4NglSEHTI/AAAAAAAAFGE/dwVKBPd66i4/s1600-h/IMG_5945.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rVh29xA57mk/SH4NglSEHTI/AAAAAAAAFGE/dwVKBPd66i4/s320/IMG_5945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223627471211207986" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">wire in the soil.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-59601295146677688832008-07-16T06:22:00.000-07:002008-07-16T06:50:48.973-07:00He said "I like your dream"<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">He rolled over and patted my bottom and said"I like your dream"! </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >He likes my dream!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">The joy over flowed in me and became strength. I am empowered to follow my heart.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Some day... Has become this day.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">The loss of the forest dream has become a present day and place reality.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Just because we can not make the forest dream a reality does not mean we have to let go of the heart of the dream.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">It has always been my heart to be more self sustaining. To throw wild flower seed and be surrounded in the beauty of flowers.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Dreams do come true only they are often altered to fit into reality. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">If your dream does not fit into your reality alter your dream.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">So I am up with dogs fed and Mr U's lunch made a bowl of sunflower seed granola in me and coffee brewed. The garden soil awaits my strength.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I love the old hymns</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">"I come to the garden with him"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I only earned one blister yesterday on my inside thumb. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Not to bad for half a plot. I have a 28x10 plot approximately and I will work on the second half this morning. It has more rock on the one end to remove. The soil is clean and looks to be only mildly caleche' so I'll get some sand if I need to. I'll do the soil in water test soon. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">We settled on a chicken tracker. It will be able to be kept the 40 ft away from other structures as per code. It will also alleviate some of the scat issues. I am so excited as are the kids. I know this is going to be work for the work will exercise the joy that will give me the strength to do it. The egg and produce will be my reward as my family draws the fork to mouth from my own hand. It is a honor and a privilege to be able to do so. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">It is a dream come true. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I am praying for the supply and the things necessary to complete the goals. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Watch with me as the provision comes in. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I have remembered WHO I am and Who's I am. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">FEAR NOT neither be afraid for "I am the Lord your God" who sent you to this land, to a land of milk and honey (and eggs) :) He said or paraphrased somewhat. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Think of it walking out of a vast desert into a valley of dlight and de' life...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I have lived in this desert land with my husband for over 26 years now. I have longed for another land.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I am now seeing that this is MY land I no longer need to long for any other. .</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">coffee is hot and the land awaits. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Kids are asleep.</span><br />"Tis a gift to bew simple ...Tis a gift to be free ...Tis a gift to climb down where we aught to be...And when we find our selfs in the place just right ...We will be in th place of the valley of delight.<br />Dance ,Dance where ever you might be...<br />I am the Lord of the dance said He"<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.ezystat.com"><img src="http://www.ezystat.com/code/1/330.png" alt="free hit counter" border="0" /></a></div>Donettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648772162641668133.post-67712675890255581422008-07-15T21:01:00.001-07:002008-07-15T21:05:34.487-07:00<table align="center"><tbody><tr> <td class="smallText" align="center"><br /></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="smallText" align="center"> <script language="javascript" type="text/javascript"><!-- document.write('<a href="javascript:popupWindow(\'http://www.ideas-4-pets.com/index.php?main_page=popup_image_additional&amp;pID=2478&amp;pic=1&amp;products_image_large_additional=images/large/RS703_REAL_02_LRG.jpg\')"><img src="images/RS703_REAL_02.jpg" border="0" alt="Poultry Ark RS703 (R/S)" title=" Poultry Ark RS703 (R/S) " width="149" height="121" hspace="5" vspace="5" /><br />Click for a larger image</a>'); //--></script><a href="javascript:popupWindow('http://www.ideas-4-pets.com/index.php?main_page=popup_image_additional&amp;pID=2478&amp;pic=1&amp;products_image_large_additional=images/large/RS703_REAL_02_LRG.jpg')"><img src="http://www.ideas-4-pets.com/images/RS703_REAL_02.jpg" alt="Poultry Ark RS703 (R/S)" title=" Poultry Ark RS703 (R/S) " vspace="5" width="149" border="0" hei