Living the Simple Life

• Friday, December 19, 2008 - I am finally back at HomesteadBlogger!

 

 Good Morning, it is good to be back here at HomesteadBlogger. It has been a very busy time for our entire family since the day after Thanksgiving. On the Friday following Thanksgiving my grandson came down with a cold and was very sick for over a week. My daughter being a new mom and all, was understandably stressed and grandma helped her out to get her through this first cold (we all remember what it is like to be a new mom). SO them grandma got it  and was down for quite a bit longer than I had expected. I hate those colds that drag on and on but what is there to do but take your medicine, rest and drink plenty of fluids like the doctors always tell us. The cold turned into bronchitis and then into a severe sinus infection so here we are almost a month later and I am finally feeling better.

Christmas decorations have all been put up and the trees are all decorated here at home. I have the presents wrapped and under the tree and I think we are all pretty well ready for the big day here at home. I have a costume to finish up for my niece who will be playing the part of Mary at our church’s Christmas eve ceremony but that will be finished up by the end of today and them I cam sit back and enjoy the rest of our celebrations.

I hope all of you here at HomesteadBlogger have been well and are enjoying these few days before we celebrate the birth of Our Savior Jesus Christ.

 

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Thursday, November 27, 2008 - Happy Thanksgiving!

 

  Happy Thanksgiving to everyone! The past week or so has been crazy busy around here but after today I hope things will calm down around our place and I can get back into a more normal routine. I just wanted to drop in this morning as wish you all well today.

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• Friday, November 21, 2008 - A Different Christmas Poem

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
 I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
 My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
 My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
 Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
 Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
 Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
 My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
 Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
 In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
 So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
 But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
 Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
 sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
 My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
 And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
 A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
 A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
 Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
 Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
 Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
 "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
 Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
 You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
 For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
 Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..

To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
 Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
 I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
 "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
 That separates you from the darkest of times.
 

 No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
 I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
 My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
 Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
 My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
 And now it is my turn and so, here I am.

 I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
 But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
 Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
 The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
 I can live through the cold and the being alone,
 Away from my family, my house and my home.

I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
 I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
 I can carry the weight of killing another,
 Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
 Who stand at the front against any and all,
 To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
 

 "  So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
 Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
 "But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
 "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
 It seems all too little for all that you've done,
 For being away from your wife and your son."

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
 "Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
 To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
 To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
 For when we come home, either standing or dead,
 To know you remember we fought and we bled.
 Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
 That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

 PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
 people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
 U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
 festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
 stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.


  LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
 30th Naval Construction Regiment
 OIC, Logistics Cell One
 Al Taqqadum, Iraq

  I received this in an email from a friend today whose son and daughter in law are serving in Iraq again this holiday season.

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• Thursday, November 20, 2008 - Life in the 1500's

LIFE IN THE 1500'S-   

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the1500s: 

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. Ho wever, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married. 

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water.. 

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof.. Hence the saying . It's raining cats and dogs. 

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence. 

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway. Hence the saying a thresh hold. 

(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the nex t day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.. 

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special.. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.. 

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous. 

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake. 

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. S o they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift..) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a ..dead ringer.. 
Educate someone. Share these facts with your friends!

 

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• Friday, November 7, 2008 - Friday Afternoon November 8, 2008

Good Afternoon, it is a windy chilly fall day here in IL, I do believe that our lovely warm weather has left us for good this time. It hasn’t gotten chilly enough in the house to light a fire yet but I will start up the corn stoves and I just might light a fire in the fire place this afternoon.

 We have been pretty busy around here this week, trying to get outside chores done before cold weather got here. My husband Jeff took a couple of days off from work to get my green house wired and to get the heating units installed out there along with some lights. I have never had a green house before and I am looking forward to hopefully having some fresh produce this winter, keep your fingers crossed for me. Everything is all up and running and I even have some seedlings and plants moved from the house out there already. So far I have planted lettuce, spinach, radishes, carrots in a raised bed, and have tomatoes, green pepper, broccoli and cauliflower plants we started in the house going out there.

I am planning on spending the rest of the afternoon in the kitchen, I have bread dough rising and I am going to work up a batch of  Pumpkin cookies so there will be a snack on hand for this weekend, here is the recipe I use;

Pumpkin Cookies

1 cup butter

1 cup sugar

1 cup canned pumpkin

1 egg

1t vanilla

2 cups whole wheat pastry flour

1t baking soda

1t baking powder

2t cinnamon

¼ t salt

 

Frosting

3T butter

½ cup brown

¼ cup milk

1 ½ to 2 cups powder sugar 

Cream the butter, cane juice crystals and sugar together mixing well.  Add the pumpkin, egg and vanilla.  Mix until well combined.  Add the remaining ingredients Drop by tablespoonfuls onto an ungreased cookie sheet.

Bake cookies for 10 to 12 minutes.  Let cool completely and frost.

Have a great Friday and enjoy the weekend!

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Tuesday, October 28, 2008 - Cold weather and the laundry

Good Morning, it is a cold morning here in IL today it is only 24 so far this morning and this weather gives us a taste of winter that will all too soon be here. The corn stoves are making the house nice and toasty and I am glad to be back inside form doing my critter chores this morning.

 I always hang my laundry outside as long as possible for two reasons one being I love the way fresh laundry smells after hanging outside in the breeze and 2 because it is free to dry them in the sunshine. My dryer hardly ever gets used in the summer but yesterday was the first day I used the dryer since spring. I was making headway getting the pile of laundry done up when I thought to myself that dryer doesn’t sound right for some reason or another. I went into the laundry room and felt the top of the dryer and it was warm, but when I glanced into the drum of the dryer I found the problem, it wasn’t turning! Welcome to Monday was all I could say!  My dryer is only 3 years old as we got a new set when we moved in here I was upset but determined to fix the dern thing. I did some looking on the internet (for instructions) and went into the laundry room armed with a nut driver, a screw driver and a putty knife. Well for those of you that fix things yourself you already knew I had broken a belt. After an n hour or so of trial and error I finally got the belt on the dryer and had it back together. I was very proud of myself for fixing the dryer so I could get back to the business of laundry. When my husband got home I told him he dryer had broke and he was about to head out to the garage to get some tools and start working on it, when I said “let me show you something.” I took him to the basement and turned on the dryer and he just looked at it and said” I hope you didn’t call a repairman, they are really expensive.” I handed him the package the belt had come out of and said “why yes I did as a matter of fact and her name was Shannon!”  There truly is a sense of satisfaction at being self sufficient in many different ways!

 Have a great Tuesday and don’t forget to count your blessings today!

 

 

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Friday, October 24, 2008 - Catching up Friday

 

 

It’s been a very busy week but I finally have a few moments to sit down and catch up. Last Friday my husband and I went to see the movie Fireproof, and after seeing the movie I see why all of the reviews I have read say it is changing marriages. It was an awesome movie that both my husband and I enjoyed immensely  and even though we do not have some of the same problems as the couple in the movie it does make one take a look at out relationships with not only our spouses but with god as well. I whole heartily recommend this movie to everyone. My husband and I do not go out to moves very often but this was one we both just had to see.

 I had a round of tests done at the neurologist this past week and passed all of the test, that was good news but; there is always a but in there L after having some blood work done and an exam by a rheumatologist it was determined that my problems I have been experiencing are from Rheumatoid arthritis and not a nerve problem. Life doesn’t always give you the answers you were hoping for, but all you can do is take the hard knocks and keep on going what is exactly what I am going to do.

Thursday was my birthday and I was treated to breakfast in bed and my critter chores were all done for me all day long. My daughter cooked supper for all of us and I enjoyed the day very much. I was presented with a sweatshirt and a pin from my grandson so that truly topped of a perfect day.

 I hope all here have been doing well over the past week and I am off to do some reading and catching up with everyone. Have a great Friday night!

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Saturday, October 18, 2008 - A Baby's Sunshine

You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine' (Be prepared to get watery eyes!)

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that
another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling.

They found out that the new baby was going be a
girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy.

He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an
active member of the
PantherCreekUnitedMethodistChurchin Morristown, Tennessee.


In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute.  But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor.

Would a C-section be required?  Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition.

With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance
rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, 
KnoxvilleTennessee. The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there is very little hope.  Be prepared for the worst.

Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot.

They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.



Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister.  I want to sing to her, he kept saying.


Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over.

Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not.

If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive.

She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU.  She looked like a walking laundry basket.

The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now.  No children are allowed."  The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He is not leaving until he sings to his sister' she stated."

Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside.

He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live.

After a moment, he began to sing.

In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray."  Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady.

'Keep on singing, Michael,' encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes.

'You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away.'

As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr.  'Keep on singing, sweetheart.'

'The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms'.  Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her.

'Keep on singing, Michael.' Tears had now covered the face of the bossy head nurse.  Karen glowed.

'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away...'

The next day, the very next day, the little girl was well enough to go home.

Woman's Day Magazine called it "The Miracle of a
Brother's Song."

The medical staff just called it a miracle.

Karen called it a miracle of God's love.

NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.

LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.

Life is good.

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Sunday, October 12, 2008 - How was your weekend?

It has been a very long weekend. We went to bed on Friday night and everything was so quiet and peaceful as usual I drifted right off to sleep. About 3 a.m. I woke up and went to the bathroom and was just about to get back in my bed when I heard a crash and saw a flash of light. I thought what on earth is going on outside? I went to the window and looked out into the front yard and saw a very large 4 wheel drive truck in my yard. I was driving very erratically backing up and going forward and backing up again. By this time my husband had woke up and was looking out the windows and turned on all of the outside lights, I was on the phone dialing 911. We have a county sheriff that lives the next road over about 2 miles away so it wasn’t long till we saw the red and blue lights headed down the road, as so did the guy in the truck. My husband wanted to go outside but the way this idiot was driving I was afraid for him to go out there and asked him to wait for the police. So the guy in truck gets freaked out by the lights all being on and the cop coming down the road and jumps out of the truck and takes off.

Lots of drama for living in the country, the guy had his dog with him and it was a full grown pit bull, I know the dog had to be afraid and bewildered by all that was going on but when he got out of the truck, he wouldn’t let my husband out our door or the sheriff out of his vehicle. Bo our Great Pyrenees by this time had run to the rescue and they were in a dog fight like I had never seen before. Long story short the sheriff had to shoo the pit bull or else Bo probably would have been hurt a lot worse than he was.

The idiot had evidently been out joy riding in the country turned down out road went off of the road, through a fence and into our yard, the truck had lost a tie road  off the front of the truck so he could not steer and get out of there. More police showed up and beer and drugs were found in the truck and later on that night the idiot was found hiding in a neighbor’s barn, yes you guessed it the county sheriff’s barn. And just think we loved to the country for peace and quiet! So how was your weekend?

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Friday, October 10, 2008 - Friday Morning and Bringing Home the Bacon

 

As much as I had not wanted to go into town today I got a call from the meat processor saying our bacon and hams here finished and ready for pick up so into town I went to being home the bacon, so to speak.  It is nice to have the freezers full and know that come what may we will be okay for quite some time. The local store in town is running a sale this week on turkeys so I may stop in there and pick up a few for the frrezers, it never hurts to be prepared!

The economy and all that is going on in this country and world wide have been on our minds lately it is hard to know what to listen to and what not to pay attention to. I guess the best thing for all of us to do is to be as self sufficient and as self reliant as we can be. I am glad that our home and vehicles are paid for and that right now, knock on wood we don’t owe anyone anything, for that we are extremely grateful.

My husband has the weekend off this weekend and we are looking forward to just having a quiet weekend here at home. The weather is to turn cooler next week after a warm weekend so we will be checking the corn stoves this weekend to make sure everything is ready to go, as we may have to start them up toward the end of next week.

 Have a great Friday!

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• Wednesday, October 1, 2008 - Wednesday Evening Chatter

Good Evening I finally had a few moments to sit down and have some alone time so I thought I would stop in and see how everyone is doing.

It has been a bus coupe of days here I had to take our son in law to the airport on Tuesday so he could catch a plane to Boston to finish up with the transferring of his college paperwork from out thee to here, and Summer had to take little Noah for his first round of shots. The shots did not set will with him ads the last 48 hours have not been much fun here. I spent most of the night up with him last night so she could get some sleep and them grandma went to bed this morning and slept until noon.

Our niece is turning 5 on Friday with a birthday party on Saturday so that will pretty mush take up most of our day, other than that I hope to have a relaxing weekend at home.

Enjoy the evening!

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Sunday, September 28, 2008 - Bad Days and Blessings

Did you ever have one of those days when you wondered why you go out of bed? My husband and I got up this morning and decided to mow the lawn, as we were having company over for a wiener roast and a hay rack ride. No problem I usually do the trimming and what ever needs to be pushed mowed and he runs the rider. We go the yard cleaned up and everything was going along just fine. Then I got this idea in my head that since my brother had returned to his own home maybe we should run into town and get his yard mowed. So we loaded up the push mower and headed into town; we were about 5 minutes from finishing his lawn when I was pushing our mower through his front yard and hit something and the mower just quit all of the sudden. I just had this sinking feeling in my stomach but I turned the mower over and the blade was intact so I though okay well I will just start the mower back up. Well that never happened, I had hit a culvert in what used to be a ditch along side of the street, bent the crank shaft and basically killed the push mower. I must say my husband was calmer than I was since the mower was only a year old. My husband finished up the lawn and we packed up our now dead mower and headed back home. I was crying and apologizing and my husband was telling me “things happen; it’s a mower we will get another one don’t worry about it.”

 

So I calmed down and he put the poor mower away in the shed and I went into the house to clean up and prepare for the gathering at out home this evening.   The food was prepared and our friends and family were arriving when we heard the most horrible noise form down the road. My husband and some of the guys ran down to the end of our drive way to see what on earth was going on and, one of our son in laws friends had taken turn off of the gravel road on to our road which is dirt and evidentially taken it to fast and had rolled his Ford Explorer. The couple was not injured to badly, he has a broken arm and she got some pretty nasty cuts but they were so lucky that it was not worse than it was.

 

So I sit here now thinking about the days events and thankful that, the couple coming to our home was not injured more seriously than they were, things can be replaced but friends and family can’t and what a lucky woman I am to have a husband that while I am sure he was upset over the mower, understood that it was just an object. I guess over all some might think this was a bad day, but at the end of it I have several blessings to be thankful for.

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Friday, September 26, 2008 - Time to put the gardens to bed for winter

It has been a busy day here, DH and I worked at clearing the gardens and getting the fall tilling done. My gardens look so empty and bare but I am trying to look at it like an empty canvas just waiting for new plants and seeds to be planted and then it will all come back to life again in the spring. Some plants and seed did well this year but we also had a few failures but; that is all part of the gardening life, live and learn!

 

We go into town in the morning to pick up the beef and pork from the processor, it was ready a few days ahead of schedule but that is okay we have the freezers re-arranged and cleaned out so we are ready to fill them up, full freezers, full pantry and we will be just about set for winter.

 

I tried a new recipe this afternoon for hamburger buns and they turned out great, here is the recipe;

 

White Hamburger Buns

INGREDIENTS:
1 cup whole milk
2 pkg. dry yeast
1/2 cup butter, melted
1/4 tsp. salt
1/4 cup sugar
2 eggs
4-1/2 to 5 cups flour
more melted butter
 
Warm the milk in a small saucepan over low heat. Mix 1/3 of the milk with the dry yeast in a small bowl and let sit until bubbly. In a large bowl, combine remaining milk, melted butter, salt and sugar and beat until the sugar is dissolved. Then add the beaten eggs and bubbly yeast.
Add flour, 1/4 cup at a time, beating on high speed of stand mixer. This step should take at least 5 minutes. When the dough gets too stiff to beat, stir in rest of flour by hand, if necessary, to make a soft dough. Turn out onto floured surface and knead for 5 minutes, until smooth and satiny. Place dough in greased bowl, turning to grease top. Cover and let rise in warm place until light and doubled in size.

Punch down the dough and roll out on floured surface to 1/2" thickness. Cut with 3" round cookie cutter. I did this on the first batch but the buns were smaller than we like so I used a larger round glass to cut out he second batch) Brush each roll with melted butter and fold in half to make half circles. Pinch edge lightly to hold, so the rolls don't unfold as they rise. Place in 2 greased 13x9" pans, cover, and let rise again until double. Bake rolls at 350 degrees F for 20-25 minutes or until golden brown.

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

 

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• Friday, September 26, 2008 - Friday Morning thoughts

Good Friday morning, it has been along week here at home and I for one am glad the weekend is finally here. My mammogram and exam came back clear so that makes two full years of good reports since my surgery, which was some great news, for which we are all grateful.

 

Little Noah has had a bit of a runny nose and some congestion, we thought it might have been a touch of a cold, but his mamma quit drinking an herbal tea, he seems to have cleared right up, which leads us to believe it may have been an allergy.  

 

The garden is still producing a few vegetable here and there but the gardening season has just about come to an end for us here in Illinois. I hate to see it end, but I am looking forward to some down time and planning next years gardens whish are going to be bigger than this years.

 

My husband starts his long weekend today and we have a to-do list that we will be working on to prepare the outbuildings for winter and get everything around here ready for the cold weather that is ahead. We are also having some family and friends over on Saturday night for a wiener roast and hay rack ride so that should be fun.

 

Have a great weekend!

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

 

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• Tuesday, September 16, 2008 - Tuesday September 16, 2008

Good Morning, the sun isn’t up just yet but I high hopes that today will be a sunny day. We have only had a couple of glimpses of the sun for the past 5 days so a lovely early fall day would be perfect just about now. I have some laundry to get caught up today so it would be great if Mother Nature would send some sun my way so that I can hang the laundry outside. I love the smell of freshly washed laundry dried out in the sun and fresh air, it makes the whole house smell fresh and clean when you bring it inside plus the drying is free!

 

Other than laundry I have a bit of ironing to do and some time spent in the sewing room is on my to do list as well. I have a list of a dozen or so projects I need to get done for Christmas so the majority of my free time will be spent in the sewing room from now on till the projects are all finished and ready to be wrapped and placed under the tree.

 

Have a wonderful day !

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Saturday, August 23, 2008 - Saturday Morning thoughts

Good Morning, it is cloudy and a bit fogy outside this morning, and I see according to the forecast we are to have rain today, I hope so as it has been very dry here and the rain is needed very much. The critter chores are all finished and they are happily enjoying their breakfast, my husband is at work and the house is very quiet this morning.

Yesterday I spent most of the day in the summer kitchen canning with my daughter, grandpa was home and he was more than happy to take over the care of Noah while we worked our way through several bushels of corn, some tomatoes and a few green beans, we even got the dehydrator filled up with green peppers also.

I have some cooking and decorating to do today in preparation for Noah's christening tomorrow and the celebration afterward, other than that I plan to spend the day in the sewing room working on a quilted throw for the sofa in the living room, its going to be made of fall prints and warm, rich colors I can't wait to see how it turns out.

Have a great Saturday!

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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• Thursday, August 21, 2008 - Dusty Roads, Night owls and the Harvest

Good Morning, I hope the day finds everyone well and happy! We are finally getting s little bit of rain here in Illinois today, we really need it, it has been so dry my husband actually took a tank of water out and wet the gravel road in front of the house down to help keep the dust from being so bad. Whenever a car came down the road it looked like a dust storm coming.

 

I haven't had much time to get here the past couple of days, as my grandson has decided to be quite the night owl and has been keeping his mama up most of the night, so I have been trying to take turns with her staying up with him. I know some say babies this young can't be spoiled already but I think he is; after he is nursed he just wants someone to sit up with him and talk to him and rock him. Babies are not babies for long, and this will be the only one she will be able to have so I am just trying to go along with her and give her a break now and then.

 

I have still been canning tomatoes and putting zucchini into the freezer, I think we are about at the end of the broccoli season but I am still getting some small side shoot on the plants so I will continue to harvest them until they are done. Next up will be carrots, apples and the peaches will be ready soon too; by the time everything is canned I am ready for a break but I sure do love seeing those shelves filling up!

Have a great Thursday!

 

Preparedness, when properly pursued, is a way of life, not a sudden, spectacular program. -- Spencer W. Kimball, 1976

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Hi I am Shannon, my husband Jeff and I moved out of town into a very rural setting to become as self sufficient as we could be. We are on a journey that has had a few bumps in the road be we keep on going.

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