Time

I can't believe that this year is almost over. I hear my son say that he can't wait for his birthday or for Christmas throughout the year and I tell him not to wish the year away. Before he knows it, time will be flying by.

I remember while growing up, how it seemed like forever for the school year to be over, and for Christmas to get here. The only thing that actually flew by were the weekends and summer break. After hearing my Momma say, "You'll be sorry for wishing away your life." Now that I'm almost 40 , I can't believe how time really flies by. It seems just like yesterday, I was bringing home my little Monkey from the hospital and now it's 9 years later.

Well, I'm off to bake the cake that my Mother in law used to make. I got the recipe from my husband's aunt on Monday night. She had baked one for the family - oh, I could eat the whole thing. It is that good! As soon as I am finished I'll add the recipe to my recipe blog.

I hope you are all having a wonderful Christmas season.

A Special Treat

Well, I have had another same old day. My little Monkey spent another day with me, since he was not feeling well. Hopefully, he will be going back to school in the morning.




We spent some special time together today. We played Trouble and Clue and watched some of our favorite shows on TV. I made Monkey his all time favorite - homemade corn dogs. Actually, they were nuggets since I did not have any skewers on hand. But they were still yummy on a cold day.

Funny thing about those corn dogs... I have not made them in quite a while. But I do make them for Monkey, when he is not feeling well. When he has to visit the doctor's office, we always stop off at Wendy's and get a Frosty and French Fries. You know that special treat to help make your "Little Jewel" feel better, when they are feeling bad.

I remember when I was growing up, my Momma would make me a bologna sandwich and chicken noodle soup and we would watch The Price is Right, when I was sick. I also remember laying in her bed so I could listen to the CHRISTIAN CLASSICS and UNSHACKLED stories on the radio.

Those are memories that I remember and love. I know that my Monkey will remember his corn dogs and special Wendy's trip.

Would you mind sharing any special treats that you do and/or give to your special "Jewel"?

What I Have Decided ABout The Quilt

A couple of readers asked what I decided to do with my husband's quilt.

I decided to work on it and find a quilt rack to display it on. And make a new quilt to be used.

I love sewing, so this is going to be something that I enjoy doing. Quilting is something that I am still learning as I go. As soon as I finish repairing the quilt, I'll post pictures. When I get the new quilt top finished, I'll post a picture of that as well.

I'm going out to see if any of our pecans have fallen from all this wind we are having. Oh YUM! A pecan pie, sure sounds good.

Have a great Saturday.

Have You Ever...

Been so stressed and tired that when it finally hit you, you could not do anything? That is what has happened to me this week. Wednesday afternoon I was cooking supper (it's supper at my house) and the really weird tiredness came over me. All day on Thursday, I could hardly keep my eyes opened.



It has not been as bad today. It has been raining, so if I don't turn on a lamp when I sit down, I tend to drift off to sleep. Since I have been trying to keep moving, I got the box of scrap fabric out that I bought last Friday morning at a yard sale. When I found this box, I thought these pieces of fabric are perfect for a quilt top.

I went through the fabric and put everything that I would use first in the wash. For about 2 weeks now I have been thinking about making a quilt for my husband. ***One that he can curl up in while he is watching t.v.*** Then I noticed the quilt that his Mother made him when he was young, is beginning to fall apart again. I had mended it about 2 years ago, but now the back is looking like it has seen better days.

I asked my sweetie, last night if he would like for me to try and put a new back on his quilt and try to mended all the smaller pieces. He asked me what would be easier? I told him, for me - to make a whole new quilt and use that for the inside. Then he would be able to keep it longer and still be able to use it. So as of right now, this is my plan. If I change my mind(which I'm beginning to lean towards) and mend the quilt, I think I'm going to try and find a quilt rack (at a reasonable price) and retire the quilt. I think being able to see my Mother in law's handiwork would mean more to all of us. Now that I am really thinking about this, I like this idea!

I hope I'll be back here in a little while to post about The Names of our Lord.

I'm Back and Thank You

I'm back everyone. I just want to say thank you to all those who have been praying for our family. It really means a lot to know that someone out there is praying for you and you have never even met them face to face.




The funeral went smoothly. Last Friday night, when we got the phone call about my Mother in law, I began praying that the Lord would keep anyone away, that would cause problems for my husband and his siblings. That prayer was answered. There were a few who did not come.

My husband did a wonderful job performing the service, it was beautiful. There are so many in that family who are not saved and have no hope. But they have heard the Gospel again through my husband's speaking. I'm praying that the Lord will bring back the words that were spoken on Monday to those who are not saved, so they will know that they need to be saved and they will ask and believe on Jesus.

He was able to tell his family and friends how his Momma had no fears of dying. She was ready to meet her Saviour. He told how we were able to read the Bible to her when she was agitated and upset these last few months and how a moment of peace came over her.

My Mother in law's last Sunday night here, we went to visit her. She was really having a hard time. She was in pain and crying and trying to talk and her speech was so hard to understand. I had stepped out of the room for about 5 minutes. My husband was sitting beside her and trying to talk to her. She began reaching up (with very clear speech) she began asking,"Momma is that you? Won't you help me? Yes,I do see you?"After this went on the whole time I was out of the room, her speech became unclear again. She became agitated and moaning with pain. I got her Bible out and began reading Psalm 23, she reached over and took my hand and began quoting some of the words. I also read John 14:1-7, she continued to try and quote those verses. When I finished and closed the Bible. She reached up and started talking again with clear speech," Lord, I know that's you. Won't you help me, take me from this?" From that moment on My Mother in law's speech was never clear after that.

When I think back on Sunday November 2nd, I think about how the Lord eased my worry about her Salvation. She had always said that she was a born again Christian. But I had always had a bit of doubt in my mind. After hearing my Mother in law talk to the Lord, that doubt left. I know that she is in Heaven.

Library Find

this post contains affiliate links

As most of you know, I love to cook and bake. While I was at the library the other day, I found a really interesting book called Pie in the Sky, Successful Baking at High Altitudes written by Susan G. Purdy. Here is a link to her website.

When we were living in Montana, it never crossed my mine about the differences in the altitudes. So during the first couple of weeks, I was having a hard time dealing with little problems with the things that I baked. My husband reminded me that the we were now at the altitude of 3,615 feet. I could not believe what a difference of 2,671 feet would make. Trust me - it does!

I also found another book Heirloom Baking with the Brass Sisters written by Marilynn and Sheila Brass. You have to check out their website.

There are so many neat recipes from days gone by. I can't wait to try some of these recipes. I'm a big CHOCOLATE fan. So when a recipe calls for chocolate I get all excited.

Well, I'm off to do some laundry...

My Saturday

I am so glad that I was not behind on anything for this week. My husband and son went hunting this morning. I got up to be with them, just long enough to kiss them both good bye and say," Be careful. Have fun, and I hope you kill another deer." Then I curled up on the sofa with my pillow and went back to sleep. I slept until 10:45.




I have also done something that I said, I would not do, earlier in the summer. I cut 3 inches off my hair!!! At first I really did not think anything about it, until I looked at all the long pieces that I cut. I was a little fearful at first, but then I realized it is not so bad.My hair is now sitting right on the top of my shoulders. It was a good thing. The ends really needed to be trimmed. So hopefully, I'll see quick regrowth.

I have not had a hair cut other than a trim in over 2 years. I first started letting it grow out in 2005. My hair had really gotten long in over a year. I was so excited until I had a REALLY BAD HAIR DAY. I made an appointment to have it cut. I told the lady that I wanted to let it grow out but I was really having a time with it. So she whacked it off. No questions asked. ( The lady that usually cuts my hair was out that day.--- She would have talked me out of it.) Well, as I looked in the mirror when I left the salon, I cried, I could not believe what I had done. From that July day in 2006 I was determined to let my hair grow. So, I have.

I have always kept my hair short. I mean cut around the ears , BUT feminine. I started this in high school, when I was playing sports. My hair is super thick. So for me to let it grow out, I have a super thick mess to deal with. I have to make my own scrunchies to fit all the hair. I have tried letting it grow out in the past. But since I was working, I could not take it. Since I am at home now, I am able to pull it up and forget about it when I don't go anywhere.

My husband is not really one to think long hair is pretty. He used to tell me when it was time to get my hair cut. He did not like the shaggy dog look. So I had a hard time, trying to keep all of my hair looking good, without the shag.But my son is. If I talk about getting it cut, he chimes in with "Not your beautiful hair, Momma, I just love it!"

I love my thick hair. My Mother, keeps telling me, "Love it while you have it, because when it begins to thin, you'll miss it."

Something My Mother Taught Me

My Mother taught me a lot of things while I was growing up. In fact, I'm still learning from her. The most important thing that she taught me while I was a little girl was to accept Jesus as my personal Saviour, so I would have life everlasting. Although she was not the one who led me to the Lord, I give her credit in me being born again.


She also taught me to wait for the right man to marry. I had 2 chances to get married in my early twenties, but I listened to my mom. I found this excerpt from the story Little Women that describes to a tee ,what my Mother taught me.

'Mother, do you have "plans," as Mrs. Moffat said?' asked Meg, bashfully.

'Yes, my dear, I have a great many; all mothers do, but mine differ somewhat from Mrs. Moffat's, I suspect...

'I want my daughters to be beautiful, accomplished, and good; to be admired, loved, and respected; to have a happy youth, to be well and wisely married, and to lead useful, pleasant lives, with as little care and sorrow to try them as God sees fit to send. To be loved and chosen by a good man is the best and sweetest thing which can happen to a woman; and I sincerely hope my girls may know this beautiful experience.

It is natural to think of it, Meg; right to hope and wait for it, and wise to prepare for it; so that, when the happy time comes, you may feel ready for the duties, and worthy of the joy.

My dear girls, I am ambitious for you, but not to have you make a dash in the world-marry rich men merely because they are rich, or have splendid houses, which are not homes because love is wanting. Money is a needful and precious thing-and, when well used, a noble thing-but I never want you to think of it as the first or only prize to strive for.

I'd rather see you poor men's wives, if you were happy, beloved, contented, than queens on thrones, without self-respect and peace.

'One thing remember, my girls; mother is always ready to be your confidante, father to be your friend; and both of us trust and hope that our daughters, whether married or single, will be the pride and comfort of our lives.'

- Louisa May Alcott