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{ Posted by gokings13 }
{ 08:10, Thursday, September 4, 2008 } { Posted in Politically Incorrect & Potentially Offensive :-) } { 2 comments } { Link }

I just don't have it in me to write out an eloquent blog. So this morning, I am going to jot down my heart and mind as it comes to me and revisit it later........

I just don't like people anymore. Well, not all of them. Just most of them. It is so very few and far between that I have encountered someone with integrity and work ethic. That is so frustrating.

Years ago I had a goal. At 40, I could retire. At 40, I had worked 27 years, and thought that was a sufficient amount of work.Well, here it is, 3 years PAST my goal, and not only can I NOT retire, but I now have a SECOND job. Actually, I have 3 jobs. I work part time from April to September at a 3rd location.
How many years will my back, hips, shoulder and elbow be able to throw a tray? I guess we're about to find out. Yeah, I am bitter about this. I am trying so hard not to be. Thanking the Lord for my health, my strength, my ability to work.............but deep in the pit of my heart, I am bitter. I want to stay home, cook, clean, do all that mom / girl stuff. Yeah, I DO do all that stuff now......cook, clean, take care of the finances, make all the phone calls, handle all the problems that arise, home school 3 high schoolers.....oh, and now, work 2 jobs outside the home. Yes, I am married.

My oldest has registered to vote. This election year is sickening. I will hold my nose when I pull my R. As will everyone in my family. It is sickening to see how many people DO NOT remove their hats and face the flag when the National Anthem is played.........sickening. And it's only going to get worse.
Whoever gets in office, I hope the economy rebounds long enough for me to sell my house for what its worth.............

Nightmares.........what's that all about. My sleep is poor enough.

Maybe I will cut my hair, color it blonde, hit the tanning bed and buy a new outfit and take myself out.........oh, that's right, I am broke! HA HA

What is it about the 20 year itch? Why do so many couples get divorced at 20 years? Ok, I can see the 7 year itch. They are still young, in shape, bla bla bla...........but 20 years?? What's the deal with 20 years in a marriage and all the sudden someone wants to bail out?

How do you put on a smile, when you don't have one laying around to attach?

Why is it what you want is almost exactly the opposite of what you get? You want to be a joy, a helper, a pleasure to be around, and what you end up being is quite the opposite... What is that all about?

Days and days go by and I just don't wana.
I don't wana talk to God. I don't wana read His Word. I don't wana talk to anyone. I don't wana get up. I don't wana do anything. I just don't wana.
I am tired, worn out, used up.
I just don't wana.

Pressure Canner

{ Posted by Glory Farm }
{ 09:43, Wednesday, September 3 } { 1 comments } { Link }

My mom went and bought a brand new pressure canner from Lehman's. I know that she bought it for me, even though she's just borrowing it to me for an indefinite period of time. What a blessing! I canned some beans yesterday. Today I hope to can some pears. I also want to put up some pear jam and can some carrot juice. Lord willing, I will also start some sauerkraut and dry some oregano and thyme. Can you tell it's harvest season.

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Tonight they're predicting frost. It'll be the second of the season already. My plants were nipped by it a week ago. Corn, tomatoes, winter squash, pumpkins, none of these are done yet. A bit early even for us.

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Best get going. School time.

From Glory Farm

doctor tomorrow

{ Posted by glenda }
{ 06:25, 2008-Sep-2 } { 3 comments } { Link }

i go to the doctor tomorrow due to blood levels.. also please be in prayer for my uncle he has cancer and is dieing. they live in florida and my heart is breaking. glenda

thank you all

{ Posted by glenda }
{ 04:06, 2008-Aug-31 } { 3 comments } { Link }

i have missed you all dearly. i am posting from my sons cel phone. i am not allowed to drive for 2 to 4 weeks. my church family has been really helping out. glenda

hi all

{ Posted by glenda }
{ 04:49, 2008-Aug-30 } { 9 comments } { Link }

had my left kidney removed in a lot of pain. please keep us in your prayers. i am posting this from a cel phone. glenda

It's All Your Fault-Thank You!

{ Posted by Glory Farm }
{ 12:56, Saturday, August 30 } { Posted in ramblings } { 1 comments } { Link }

All of our children are in 4-H. We've been doing 4-H 4-ever. This year, our two oldest girls did very well at the county fair and were allowed to go on to the state fair.

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Dd1 took her dandelion jelly. She got a grand champion at county and a red at the state fair. Do you know where we got the recipe? Homesteadblogger. I think I have Grandma Rosie to thank for that one.

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Dd2 took her poster on the evils of white bread. (The whiter the bread, the sooner you're dead.) And a loaf of homeground, homemade whole wheat bread. She received honorable mention at county and GRAND! at the state fair. The recipe-off Homesteadblogger. It may have been Crystal's fault, but I don't remember for sure. The delicious whole wheat bread recipe is definitely a winner. Thank you.

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You guys are great!

I want to hide!

{ Posted by gokings13 }
{ 07:26, Monday, August 25, 2008 } { Posted in Politically Incorrect & Potentially Offensive :-) } { 4 comments } { Link }

Have you ever been so over obligated, you just wanted to hide?
You know the old "fight or flight" syndrome?
Where the light at the end of the tunnel is a freight train and you are tied tightly to the tracks?
When you smile, you can feel every inch of your face cracking, because you have had to dig in so deep to muster it up that it hurts?
Where you are really afraid to speak, because you know in your heart it is bitter, and angry, and you fear that it will boil up out of your mouth?
When you sit down, and check yourself, and say "I don't want things to be like this" yet they continue to spin out of control?
Then you have no one IRL that you can confide in. No one that you talk to can provide you with any sort of advice / direction. So you sit and stew..............just not good.

I want to head for the hills of North Carolina. Somewhere about 30-45 min east of Asheville. The foothills ya know. Find a nice spot of land, cute little cabin........in the middle of hundreds of acres.
And just breathe.

My garden, is in shambles

{ Posted by gokings13 }
{ 07:18, Monday, August 25, 2008 } { Posted in OH! THE GARDEN } { 4 comments } { Link }

Spring in Indiana was cold and wet.
It killed my first 100 tomatoes.
It diseased my second round of 100 tomatoes.

Finally, I am getting "some" fruit.
The tops are cracked ((due to a lack of water, then too much, then a lack there of)), and they have spots ((that peel off when I blanch)).
They are small. About 1/2 the size they should be.
And for every 5 ripe tomatoes, 2 are rotten.

Can you recommend a good fungicide that will cover a 36 x 36 area?

My peppers grew weird.
My cucumbers are long and odd shaped.
My onions are about 1/2 the size they should be.
My egg plants are JUST NOW coming on.
My pumpkin vine is dying already.

But my herbs?? They did amazing.
Too bad you can't live off of basil and sage! HA HA

I am so sick about this garden. Sick.
It's heartbreaking to look out the window.

So, what do you want to do when you grow up?

{ Posted by gokings13 }
{ 07:09, Monday, August 25, 2008 } { Posted in Politically Incorrect & Potentially Offensive :-) } { 2 comments } { Link }

You hear adults ask little kids this question all the time.
I was asked recently "when you were a kid, what did YOU want to do when you grew up"........
My answer?
I wanted to be a Las Vegas Show Girl.
Really.
With the big feathers on her head and the sequined outfits!
Either that, or a Rockette........

Now, today, at 40+, what I 'want' when 'I grow up'?

I don't want to work anymore.
I don't want to be in debt.
I want to cook, clean, take care of the kids and our house.
I want to spend as much time as needed in the garden.
I want to have free time to give if it's needed.
I want to breathe.

I am too old to be a Las Vegas Show Gal, but.........hopefully, soon, I can achieve my second goal!

Boltbabe...............Another excellent blog!

{ Posted by gokings13 }
{ 08:32, Sunday, August 24, 2008 } { Posted in Politically Incorrect & Potentially Offensive :-) } { 1 comments } { Link }

I just haven't had much to say in days, but have read some great entries this morning.

"Journey to Simplicity" has a series of blogs about teaching kids responsibility.
As a mother of teens (and I think these articles are really geared for littles) I would like to share our experience........

From the time the kids could drag a laundry basket behind them, they were taught that they were 1/5 of a family equation.
They were taught that it takes all 5 of us working together, to function.

We tried the colorful charts, the prizes, the money, the stickers and glitz and glam.
It all lead me back to this:
I was bribing them to be part of the family. I was paying them to perform family duties........that I had to "remind them" to do!!
Not only that, I was teaching them that only X was their job, and I was robbing them of the ability to take the initiative.

Side note / Left field comment.
I am seeing in the generation of kids age 16-30, that they cannot function unless someone is telling them what to do. If it's not written down, or you are telling them what to do........they stand still, or worse, horse around.
They have no idea how to "see that a table is dirty, therefore it needs cleaned up" reguardless if it's in their section or not".
They have little or no idea or concept of team work.
They have little or no idea of work ethic.
They really have no idea of 'service'.
I know every generation says "Kids these days......" but I am here to tell you as someone who works in the service industry........that generation has no manners, no work ethic, no concept of service, no ability to take the initiative they can only function if someone tells them what to do or they work off a list.......they have no ability to free think. And to boot? Don't expect any above and beyond the call of duty type behavior. If they ain't gettin' paid extra, they ain't doin' no extra...........It is sad, and frustrating when you try to hire them to work, you set an appointment for an interview, and of 10 calls, 8 no call no show..........so I will dismount now :-)

I wanted to instill in the children they are part of a family, it takes 5 to make thing function properly, if you see a mess clean it regaurdless if it is yours or not.

I would walk them thru a room and say: Whats wrong in here? We'd take notes, then fan out and work together on getting it cleaned.
Now at 18, 16, 14 they know that before daddy gets home, the house is to be right. They know that before company comes, deeper cleaning is required. They know that before mommy comes home, just have the kitchen clean. When they see something out of place, they put it away.
I don't have to make lists, I don't have charts, and I don't pay them a dime. Taking care of the home we live in is the least we can do for the blessing God has given us.

I have no complaints when it comes to chores / cleanliness of my older teens. A good work ethic was instilled in them at a young age. And it shows today!

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Pressure Canner

doctor tomorrow

thank you all

hi all

It's All Your Fault-Thank You!

I want to hide!

My garden, is in shambles

So, what do you want to do when you grow up?

Boltbabe...............Another excellent blog!

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