tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2871286922451878752024-03-13T06:46:10.428-07:00me and mineAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.comBlogger249125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-16552273669787524412017-03-20T11:26:00.000-07:002017-03-20T11:33:23.452-07:002016...2016 was a year for the books. I'm not entirely sure which books, or where to place it, but it was definitely noteworthy.<br />
In 2016 I was diagnosed with breast cancer.<br />
In 2016 my husband ran for office.<br />
In 2016 our daughter's life was spared, in not one, but TWO car wrecks.<br />
In 2016 our son's car finally gave out.<br />
In 2016 our sweet cat, Monster-Mash, died of a heart attack.<br />
In 2016 our family faced great heartbreak in more than one relationship.<br />
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On the other side of the coin...<br />
In 2016 I fought breast cancer and won.<br />
In 2016 my husband won, not one, but THREE elections, making him our county's next Court Clerk.<br />
In 2016 our daughter's life was spared and God generously replaced all of the cars we lost.<br />
In 2016 our family learned about forgiveness, love, difficult decisions and how to move forward while hurting.<br />
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So, perhaps you see my dilemma...what book could possibly hold all of this, and what title would I give it?<br />
<i>The year we survived</i>?<br />
Hardly. <br />
We did much more than merely survive.<br />
We held onto the mighty warrior that is our God, and allowed Him to guide us through the storm, the desert and the valley...all at once.<br />
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We learned that He is faithful.<br />
We learned that we are weak.<br />
We learned that <b>with </b>Him all things are possible. (Matthew 19:26)<br />
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And, we learned that life will happen when you are ready for it. Life will happen when you are not. Life has an agenda that may or may not be in line with yours.<br />
Better to go with God...than without.<br />
Only He knows what lies ahead...<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-41578779347973818572016-12-15T04:29:00.000-08:002016-12-15T04:50:55.728-08:00In looking for Peace....<div class="MsoNormal">
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On this earth we often find ourselves searching for happiness. We hunt down peace like it is a treasure,
worth all we have to obtain.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We shell out large quantities of money to buy it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We sell what we own to obtain it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We give away what we once valued to get it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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And, we trade-in what we once treasured to feel it again.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Until it no longer sustains our temporary joy. And the quest begins anew.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Interestingly enough, Peace is not a thing, or a concept,
but a Person. Jesus.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He was given to us as a gift over 2000 years ago, and He is
the only gift that has ever been given yet remained throughout time. Generations are born and die, but He remains. Lives are lived and lost, yet still He
is. People will come, and they will go,
but Jesus is the gift that never ends, never dies, and never fails.<o:p></o:p></div>
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For those who understand this concept, and have found
themselves face to face with the truth of who He is….for those individuals,
peace becomes Peace….a person who walks with them through this brief journey on
the earth, and delivers them safely to the other side.<o:p></o:p></div>
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You see, each of us will know pain. Each of us will know joy. Each of us will be given gifts, learn new
concepts, share in laughter and in tears.
Each of us will make our contribution to our generation and society, and some
of us may even make contributions that go on without us.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But, only those who have met Peace, and made Him their LORD
& Savior, will experience each of these aforementioned things with the
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that regardless of the ups, and despite the
downs…He is their constant. </div>
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Earth is
their temporary. </div>
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And Heaven with Him is
their FOREVER.<o:p></o:p></div>
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If you do not know Him this season…in this time of year when
we sing “peace on earth, and goodwill to men”, then take it from one who has
lived both with Him, and without Him…..<o:p></o:p></div>
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It is sublimely better WITH Him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Get to know Jesus. He
makes the journey worth it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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(Ephesians 2:14-18 and John 3:16 )<o:p></o:p><br />
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Especially when I get to combine food with my really cool Mickey whisk, and my bright & shiny bird measuring spoons.</div>
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Hellloooo, happiness.</div>
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Probably best to not be like me, and just go with the whole "patient" approach.</div>
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If you like pork.<br />
And you love tomatoes.<br />
Then come with me.<br />
I have something to show you. Something that will very likely change your life forver, and at the very least, greatly improve your week.<br />
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It doesn't really have a name, other than pork and tomato sauce wonderfulness.<br />
With veggies.<br />
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Give it a chance, and thank me later.<br />
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You will need the following ingredients:<br />
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2 Tbsp EVOO<br />
1-2 Tbsp Butter<br />
Salt<br />
Pepper<br />
1/4 tsp Sriracha<br />
1/2 tsp Soy sauce<br />
1/4 - 1/2 cup Lemon juice<br />
1 Tbsp Brown sugar<br />
2 tsp Cumin<br />
1-2 tsp Chili powder<br />
2 Tbsp Cornmeal<br />
2 cups Tomato Sauce<br />
1 cup Unsalted chicken stock<br />
1 lb Carrots<br />
1 bunch Celery<br />
1 large Onion<br />
1 bunch Parsley<br />
1 bunch Cilantro<br />
1/2 cup of Half & Half<br />
Cooked & buttered Extra Wide egg noodles<br />
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Let's start with some CHOPPING. Chopping is just plain good for the soul, and cheaper than a therapist. So, let's chop, shall we?<br />
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Chop the following:<br />
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Celery (medium sized chunks)<br />
Onion (same as celery)<br />
Carrots (medium sized discs)<br />
Parsley (rough chop)<br />
Cilantro (rough chop)<br />
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Now, set those glorious veggies aside and be ready to use them at a moment's notice.<br />
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Time for the SEARING:<br />
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I love to use the same ingredients for most of my searing, so if you have read very many of my main dish recipes, you are bound to be accustomed to this special searing blend......<br />
In a large skillet, on medium-high heat, add the following:<br />
EVOO, butter, 1 Tbsp Salt, 1 Tbsp Pepper, Sriracha, & Soy sauce.<br />
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Allow butter to melt, and roll the pan around a bit in order to get all the flavors blended.<br />
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Place pork in pan and sear each side for about a minute. <br />
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I like to salt and pepper the face up side while the first side is searing.<br />
And throw a little lemon juice in there...mmmmmmmm.<br />
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After about a minute, flip the chops and sear the other side.</div>
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Once both sides have seared for about a minute each, remove them to a plate so that you can set to work at searing the veggies.<br />
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I like to start with the carrots because they won't accidentally cook through in a minute or two.<br />
Get them slightly browned in whatever juices you still have left in the pan, OR throw in a little more EVOO/butter if your pan has gone dry.<br />
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Once a little bit of searing has happened (approximately 2 or 3 minutes), throw in a little white wine to de-glaze the pan a bit.<br />
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And let them simmer for another 2-3 minutes.<br />
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Omgosh. This is so beautiful. Are you happy yet??<br />
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Next.<br />
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Next we throw in the celery & onions.<br />
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And after a few more minutes of searing, it is time to add the chicken stock (keeping in mind that for this recipe, SEARING is nothing more than getting a little color & flavor to release from the veggies - so don't panic if you don't see searing marks on your veggies. All is well.)<br />
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Back to the chicken stock.<br />
Time to add it (approximately 1/4 - 1/2 cup)....<br />
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Lid the pan.<br />
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Turn the heat down to medium, and allow to simmer for about 5 minutes.<br />
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Smell that.<br />
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.<br />
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Ok, let's add the chops back into the mix.<br />
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Be sure to get all those plate juices in there.<br />
Add about 1/2 cup of Unsalted Chicken Stock, 2 cups tomato sauce, and a Tbsp each of Salt & Pepper.<br />
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Lid the pan, and allow to simmer at a medium heat (turning occassionally) until pork is cooked to an internal temperature of 145 - 160. <br />
Plate the pork.<br />
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Time to finish the sauce.<br />
This is the best part, friends, because...seriously...This is the most amazing sauce!<br />
It is a combination of salty & sweet, as well as spicy with a hint of cornmeal.<br />
I know.<br />
Just trust me, please.<br />
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You won't regret it.<br />
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By the way, sorry for all the weird hand photos below.<br />
Just trying to show you how much of each. <br />
From top left, and moving clock-wise, add the following:<br />
1-2 tsp chili powder<br />
1 Tbsp brown sugar<br />
2 Tbsp cornmeal<br />
2 tsp cumin<br />
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Stir to combine, and add half a cup of half & half.<br />
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Stir well & allow to heat through.<br />
Add the chops back into the mix, and toss in the chopped parsley & cilantro.<br />
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Stir gently.<br />
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Plate on a bed of hot-buttered Extra Wide Egg noodles.<br />
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And serve to happy people.<br />
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Until we cook again!<br />
Xoxo<br />
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CDawncooks<br />
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It is time to make pot roast, my friends.<br />
It is time to be happy & comforted.<br />
And very content.<br />
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When cooked properly (think SLOW COOKING), a pot roast can make your day all happily-ever-after, and all that jazz....So, if you're ready to have your life forever changed, let's get started!<br />
<b>(PS.... link to printable at bottom of recipe.)</b><br />
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You will need the following ingredients:<br />
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2 Tbsp EVOO<br />
2 Tbsp Salted Butter<br />
1/4 tsp Sriracha<br />
1/2 tsp (reduced sodium) Soy sauce<br />
1 Tbsp salt (I like a Kosher & Himalayan blend)<br />
1 Tbsp Pepper<br />
Little extra Salt & Pepper to taste<br />
3 - 5 lb Rump or Chuck roast (this time I used Rump)<br />
1 (ish) cups of Red Wine<br />
1-3 cups Unsalted Chicken Stock<br />
1-2 lbs carrots (rough chopped into chunks)<br />
1 large yellow onion (rough chopped into large chunks)<br />
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Pre-heat oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit.<br />
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<b>Let the SEARING begin:</b><br />
(*NOTE* Prior to searing, be sure that roast is not frozen. Allowing roast to rest on counter for approximately half an hour is all the better. The colder the meat, the more likely it is to seize up and become tough when introduced to the heat.)<br />
In large Dutch oven, on med-high heat, combine the following:<br />
EVOO, butter, Sriracha, soy sauce, and 1 Tbsp Salt, 1 Tbsp Pepper.<br />
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Use this glorious mixture to sear the roast on all sides.<br />
Please don't skip this step. It really goes a long way towards creating a rock-your-world roast that is absolutely fork-tender. Whether you go with a rump or a chuck, a seared roast does a beautiful job of locking in all the juices before the cooking begins.<br />
I apologize for all of the adjectives.<br />
This recipe brings out my adjective side.<br />
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Once you have seared each side for no more than a minute or two, set the roast on a plate so that you can cook up some beautiful carrots & onions.<br />
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However, before you begin searing the veggies, be sure and de-glaze the pan with a little red wine. I used approximately 1/4 - 1/2 a cup.<br />
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Look at all that flavor at the bottom of the pan. MMMmmmmm...be sure to use a spatula to scrape up all that goodness.<br />
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Next we add approximately one cup of the unsalted chicken stock.<br />
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Allow it to come to a simmer, and then add the veggies.<br />
I like to cook them for just a few minutes to get some good color and flavor released.<br />
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Once the veggies have some good color, you can add the roast, and those delicious plate juices, back in to the pan. Try pushing the roast to the bottom of the pan as best you can.<br />
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Once again, I did a really bad picture job. I took one, but it is super blurry.<br />
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We are almost ready to start slow cooking.<br />
Add a little extra salt & pepper for flavor (I used approximately 1-2 tsp each); and if your juices are mostly evaporated, pour in another cup or two of the chicken stock.<br />
A little more of the red wine wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings either. So, throw some of that in there if you are in the mood.<br />
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Allow to cook for at least 5-6 hours, or until meat is fork tender.<br />
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Rest for about half an hour.<br />
Serve to happy people along with mashed potatoes & gravy and homemade french bread.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-27142370737323301032016-03-11T09:53:00.001-08:002016-03-21T08:08:25.712-07:00Coq Au Vin(ish)Recently I was eager to try something new in the kitchen; but it had to fit a certain bill.<br />
It needed to be a comfort food.<br />
It needed to feed a crowd.<br />
And it couldn't break the grocery budget.<br />
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I scoured the internet looking for something that did all three, and after much studying and a bit of tweaking, I combined more than one or two recipes and came up with my version of Coq Au Vin - <b>ish.</b><br />
The "ish" allows me some creative license, and boy am I glad I played around with it a bit! My kids have declared it one of my best dishes YET and there was some licking of bowls and asking for leftovers.<br />
Needless to say, I'm a sucker for kid-love and I make the dish often, texting out promises of Coq Au Vin-ish anytime I feel lonely.<br />
Yes, I'm shameless; but I don't feel the least bit guilty.<br />
Combined, I spent approximately 62 labor hours bringing my four people into the world, and I feel I have earned the right to bribe and manipulate.<br />
Ok, so let's get started, shall we?<br />
I am willing to teach you my ways, as I'm sure you have people in your life too; and it never hurts to have a little something up your sleeve.<br />
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So, gather the following ingredients; and let's be very happy in the kitchen today!<br />
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2 - 3 lbs boneless, skinless Chicken - trim <b>some </b>of the fat (I prefer thighs. They have better flavor and are more likely to stay tender; however, this time I only had breasts, so you will see breasts in the pictures. Chicken breasts. Sorry. NOT that kind of post.)<br />
1 package bacon (the thicker the yummier, but thin is fine too)<br />
1-2 bunches celery (think I used about 1 and a 1/2 bunches)<br />
1 lb carrots<br />
1 large yellow onion<br />
1 bunch cilantro<br />
1 bunch parsley<br />
Juice of 3 lemons<br />
Approx 24 oz red wine<br />
32 oz Unsalted Chicken Stock<br />
Salt to taste (I use a blend of Kosher & Pink Himalayan)<br />
Pepper to taste<br />
1/2 stick unsalted butter<br />
1 1/2 tsp ground thyme (OR 2 - 3 sprigs fresh thyme)<br />
2-4 Tbsp EVOO<br />
1/2 tsp Sriracha<br />
1 quart half & half<br />
Approx 2 Tbsp Tomato Paste<br />
Hot buttered egg noodles<br />
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You want to pay very close attention, because I don't have all of the photos; however, I think we have enough to get the point across.<br />
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Here we go!<br />
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I start with all the chopping/dicing/slicing and all things that involve a cutting board.<br />
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Chicken (I like to leave it in larger pieces to begin with because it is easier to sear; however, I do trim off <b>some</b> of the fat, but not all.<br />
Bacon - cut into pieces<br />
Celery - cut into large chunks<br />
Carrots - cut into discs<br />
yellow onion - cut into large chunks<br />
Cilantro - rough chop<br />
Parsley - rough chop<br />
Lemons - slice in half<br />
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Set all ingredients off to the side so that you can brown in sections.<br />
Begin by browning the bacon in a large dutch oven or pan.<br />
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You don't want it to brown all the way to crisp, you are basically just rendering the fat.<br />
Once the bacon is finished, remove it to a large roaster oven. The remaining grease will provide a perfect place to sear the chicken; however, if there is an absolute lake of grease, feel free to discard some before adding chicken to the pan.<br />
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Before we start searing the chicken, sprinkle a little salt & pepper into the pan. Probably about a half teaspoon of each.<br />
Remember, we are just wanting to sear the outside of the chicken.<br />
It shouldn't take more than a minute per side, and I like to use tongs so that I can maneuver the chicken around, getting all sides.<br />
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Once you have started searing the first side, sprinkle the raw side with a little more salt & pepper.<br />
I also like to squeeze a bit of lemon on the chicken while it is searing. (sorry no pic)<br />
See to it that all sides are seared; and move the chicken from the pan to the roaster oven to sit.<br />
You will probably have to work in batches.<br />
Here you can see that I still need to sear a little on the inside of one of the pieces.<br />
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Once all of the chicken is seared, most of the bacon grease should be gone. Any remaining grease can be discarded, AFTER removing any wonderful bits with a spoon. Pour those bits over the chicken and bacon in the roaster.<br />
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There may still be a few beautiful pieces of browned chicken & bacon in the bottom of the pan.<br />
Use a little red wine to de-glaze the pan, and just savor that smell.<br />
You can be very happy that you are in the kitchen today.<br />
I know I am.<br />
Back to work...pour all liquid, wine, & scrapings over chicken and bacon in roaster oven.<br />
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And it's time for the veggies!<br />
If pan seems dry, add a Tbsp or two of EVOO, and it wouldn't hurt to salt & pepper it just a bit.<br />
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Ok, here is where the pictures aren't completely honest.<br />
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Does this look like only veggies to you?<br />
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Me either. And it is a complicated story.<br />
The bottom line is this.<br />
You want to sear the veggies for a few minutes so that you can get some good color and flavor out of them.<br />
So.<br />
Feel free to toss the raw veggies (carrots, celery, and onion) into the hot pan in batches, searing each batch for approximately 3 - 5 minutes, and then returning the seared veggies to the same roaster oven the chicken and bacon are chilling out in.<br />
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you can do what I did which was cut the (slightly cooled) chicken into halves & thirds and then throw some of them back into the pan with the veggies for a little extra searing (all in batches).<br />
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Either way you go, squeeze a little more lemon juice into the mix while searing, moving all to the roaster once searing is complete.<br />
Add the chopped parsley & cilantro, the thyme, and a generous amount of salt & pepper to the mixture ( I would start with a Tbsp of each, you can always add more after the cooking is complete).<br />
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Now for the broth.<br />
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Because you will probably have some more seared goodness on the bottom of the pan, take the rest of the red wine and use it to de-glaze all that goodness.<br />
Add the unsalted chicken stock, and the tomato paste; and allow the mixture to come to a boil.<br />
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Boil for about 3-5 minutes so that you get a nice reduction.<br />
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Once it has boiled for a few minutes, pour the broth over the mixture in the oven roaster, and stir.<br />
It should look something like this.<br />
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Toss in a 1/4 stick of unsalted butter, the remaining lemon juice, and Sriracha. Cover with lid, and allow to cook for approximately 2-3 hours.<br />
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Ok....fast forward 3 hours.<br />
The chicken should be cooked through.<br />
Check a few pieces to be certain all pink is gone, or be extra cautious and use a meat thermometer on some of the thicker pieces (remove them from the pan, and test for an inner temperature of at least 165).<br />
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It is time to add the best part.<br />
The cream.<br />
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Hopefully you remembered to purchase that quart of half & half because it absolutely makes this dish.<br />
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Start with half of the quart, allow to heat for a few minutes, taste and add more if needed.<br />
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This is also a good time to taste & adjust with a little extra salt & pepper.<br />
Once you have it just like you like it, allow to heat all the way through, and get ready to eat.<br />
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You are about to be very, very happy, my friends.<br />
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Pour this amazing mixture over a bowl of hot-buttered egg noodles and be content.<br />
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And don't forget to enjoy with beautiful people because this meal is best when shared.<br />
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Until we cook again!<br />
Xoxo<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-63386908336487218082016-03-10T08:48:00.001-08:002016-03-21T08:08:03.058-07:00Salsa!!!This salsa recipe is absolutely perfect for the winter blues, and anytime you have a craving for tomatoes and all things summer and garden-fresh.<br />
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I make it as often as I can, and love it more than my luggage.<br />
And I'm pretty sure that once you try it, you will want to join the I LOVE SALSA club as well.<br />
We could make tee-shirts!<br />
Anyway....<br />
This salsa is<br />
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<li>Simple and quick, meaning within an hour you should be nestled happily in front of your favorite Netflix series with a bowl of chips & salsa.</li>
<li>Does not require fresh tomatoes, making it a year round treat.</li>
<li>And, can be varied in levels of thick/thin, hot/mild. </li>
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So, what say ye? Shall we get started?<br />
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First things first, this recipe will make an ice cream bucket full of salsa, so if you aren't feeding a crowd, you may want to half the ingredients.<br />
However, for the full recipe, gather the following:<br />
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2 (10 oz cans) Rotel tomatoes & green chilies<br />
3 (28 oz cans) Diced tomatoes<br />
1 (28 oz can) Crushed tomatoes<br />
1 Tablespoon chopped jalepenos (jar is fine)<br />
3 bunches Cilantro<br />
1 bunch green onion<br />
2 fresh tomatoes (large)<br />
4 teaspoon salt<br />
2-3 teaspoon pepper<br />
1/2 teaspoon cumin<br />
1/2 teaspoon chili powder<br />
1 1/2 teaspoon sugar<br />
Juice of 3 limes<br />
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Then begin chopping everything that must be chopped.<br />
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Cilantro<br />
Green onion<br />
Tomatoes (2 large)<br />
Slice the limes in half<br />
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Set all of your chopped ingredients, with the exception of the limes, in a large bowl.<br />
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Next, you want to open up all of the canned ingredients; and decide whether to drain, or not to drain.<br />
It should be noted that the thickness of the salsa will depend on how much liquid you keep vs how much liquid you drain.<br />
Whereas, the chunkiness of the salsa will be determined later in the recipe.<br />
Ok, let me help you out.<br />
If you prefer a very thick salsa, drain the Rotel & the three cans of diced tomatoes.<br />
If you prefer a thinner salsa, do not drain the Rotel or the three cans of diced tomatoes.<br />
If you are somewhere in the middle, drain half.<br />
I can't help you much more than that.<br />
It really is up to you and your personal salsa taste. If you ask me which I prefer, my answer has to be "yes." Just yes. <br />
And for this particular time, I drained all but one can. The salsa was very thick and didn't go quite as far; but you will see....<br />
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Now that you have diced what needs to be diced, opened all the cans, and decided whether to drain or not to drain....<br />
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Pour all of your Rotel & diced tomatoes (saving the Crushed tomatoes for later) into the bowl with the chopped ingredients.<br />
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Mix together and begin spooning the mixture into the food processor. <br />
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For each group, pulse your food processor a few times until you have the texture you like. I generally pulse 5 - 6 times and I pulse some groupings more than others so that my salsa ingredients have a variety of size and texture.<br />
It should be noted that this is the point where you decide the level of chunkiness that your salsa will have. The more pulsing, the less chunky. The fewer pulses, the more chunky.<br />
I went with chunky-chunk-chunk this time around.<br />
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As you work through each group, move the ingredients from the food processor to a large bowl.<br />
Once all of your pulsed ingredients have been added to the bowl it will look something like this.<br />
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Keep in mind that this time I made mine on the very thick/chunky side, and drained all but one of the cans. So, if yours looks different, it could be because you opted to drain less liquid than I did.<br />
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At this point, add the crushed tomatoes, seasonings (chili powder & cumin), and lime juice straight into the bowl and stir.<br />
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You can start adding the salt, pepper, & sugar now, but it is better to do it in batches. <br />
You may like less salt than I do, or more or less pepper. <br />
The sugar helps balance out the acidity of the tomatoes and adds a layer of flavor that is very important, so don't be tempted to leave it out; but feel free to add gradually, balancing it with the salt & pepper.<br />
I generally go through about 10 spoons at this point in the recipe.<br />
Taste.<br />
Adjust.<br />
Taste.<br />
Adjust.<br />
Taste.<br />
Adjust.<br />
And so forth and so on....<br />
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Once you are finished, call in a hungry kid and ask them to do you a favor and taste test the world's greatest salsa for you.<br />
They will be happy to oblige and you will win brownie points for being cool enough to make your own salsa.<br />
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That should do it!<br />
Get Netflix fired up, grab a bag of chips, and be happy.<br />
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Until we cook again!<br />
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Click <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/thememinebook/salsa" target="_blank">HERE</a> for printable.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-86418306370878846832016-03-09T10:08:00.000-08:002016-03-21T08:07:35.868-07:00Lemon Herb Roasted PotatoesIf you love potatoes, we are about to be friends.<br />
These potatoes are small bites of heaven, butter and herbs; and they make every day better.<br />
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So, without further ado, let's get started, shall we?<br />
PS...link to printable can be found below.<br />
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Set your oven to 375 degrees; and gather the following ingredients:<br />
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2-3 lbs small golden potatoes (scrubbed clean)<br />
1 medium yellow onion, diced<br />
1 - 3 Tbsp EVOO<br />
Tablespoon or two of butter<br />
Salt to taste (Kosher and/or Himalayan is my fave)<br />
Ground Pepper to taste<br />
1 lemon (if you can get a Meyer lemon, all the better)<br />
1/2 - 1 tsp Srirachi (opt)<br />
1 bunch Green Onion, chopped<br />
Bunch of fresh Parsley, rough chopped<br />
Bunch of fresh Cilantro, rough chopped<br />
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Start by washing the potatoes and slicing them into a mixture of halves and quarters, then place them in a large bowl and drizzle with EVOO.<br />
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I buy Kosher and Pink Himalayan, and mix them together in a container that I keep close to my heart and stovetop. You never know when you will need a little salt. <br />
In this instance, I added about a half Tablespoon.<br />
As for the pepper, I use a bit of fresh ground, and then finish up with about a teaspoon of pepper out of the shaker. I hate to admit to laziness, but these potatoes are just so wonderful, I have no intention of waiting any longer than I have to. Get yourself some fresh ground in there, and then go for the shaker. Gotta get these bad boys in the oven.<br />
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Next, I add the greens....green onions, about a 1/3 of the fresh, chopped parsley, and about a 1/3 of the fresh, chopped cilantro.<br />
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Ooops. do you see that lemon in the bowl??<br />
That means that I added the lemon juice before the greens. At least this time. <br />
It really is not an exact science. I just throw things in there as I grab them off the counter.<br />
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But, let's have a picture of the lemon being added, shall we?<br />
Add the juice of half the lemon; and toss that lemon in with the potatoes. It adds extra flavor and looks pretty.<br />
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Srirachi. Use this IF you like heat. I went heat-less this time; but sometimes I'm in the mood for a little kick, and I'll throw in some Srirachi. Just about 1/2 a teaspoon. It adds another layer of loveliness.<br />
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Now that all the ingredients are in the bowl, toss with your favorite pair of tons; and pour those golden beauties out onto an ungreased cookie sheet.<br />
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Allow to cook for about 30 - 45 min, gently stirring every 10-15 minutes.<br />
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When cooking time is complete, potatoes will look slightly browned.<br />
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Pull them out and drizzle with remaining lemon juice. <br />
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Throw on the remaining herbs.<br />
(I should note that this would also be a good time to add that Tablespoon or two of butter. It will help with the browning.)<br />
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Toss to mix in all that goodness.<br />
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And place in oven under broiler on <b>Low</b>.<br />
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Broil for approximately 10<b> </b>minutes. You will need to watch it closely at this point. It could go much faster than 10 minutes. It really depends on your oven.<br />
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Pull them out of the oven once they are slightly crisp & golden brown.<br />
They should look something like this. Notice how beautifully golden that lemon is?<br />
Mmmmm.....<br />
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Watch for hungry children.<br />
They will go all grabby-grab on ya and eat half the pan before it is even out of the oven.<br />
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Serve to friends and family, or lock the door and eat them all by your happy little self.<br />
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Until we cook again!<br />
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Xoxo<br />
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Click <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/thememinebook/lemon-herb-roasted-potatoes" target="_blank"><b>here</b></a> for printable<br />
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<span style="line-height: 115%;">A good homemade tomato soup recipe is something that everyone needs in their life; but also something that is unique to each individual chef. Some prefer it thin, but loaded with invisible bursts of flavor, while others like to see the bold chunks of tomato goodness. I fall somewhere in the middle, while leaning slightly towards the chunky side. Sort of like my thighs.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;">That being said, this recipe is a tad more chunky than I had anticipated when I set out to make it. Like most of my recipes, it changes a little each time I make it; and nothing is ever set in stone.</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 115%;">For a "printable" of the soup, complete with</span><span style="line-height: 18.4px;"> ingredient list, and notes explaining how to make a "less chunky" version, see link at bottom of page.</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="line-height: 18.4px;">I support diversity in cooking, and aim to please all palates.</span><br />
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anytime I sauté, I begin with the same ingredients. A little olive oil, a pat of salted butter, a
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<span style="line-height: 115%;">Once you have that beautiful golden color simmering on about med - med/high heat, and just as it begins to bubble, throw in those diced onions and allow them to simmer for just a few minutes (3-5 will do)....the goal being to get them to a slightly translucent/golden place without getting them overcooked or burned. </span></div>
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Once the tomatoes and onions have had a few minutes to get acquainted, it might be time to add a splash or two of white wine ( you could also use sherry. Sherry is VERY good in this soup, but white wine is what I had). </div>
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<span style="line-height: 18.4px;">I wish I could tell you exactly how much of these final ingredients to add, but it is strictly up to personal preference.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18.4px;">Allow to simmer....but you knew that, didn't you?</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18.4px;">Top with cheese and live happily ever after, while watching <a href="http://themeandminebook.blogspot.com/2012/10/im-not-braverman_11.html" target="_blank">Parenthood</a> </span><span style="line-height: 18.4px;">on Netflix</span><span style="line-height: 18.4px;">.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18.4px;"><b>Printable Tomato Soup recipe <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/thememinebook/tomato-soup" target="_blank">HERE</a>.</b></span></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-55013910428295535602015-12-22T07:14:00.001-08:002016-03-03T14:12:31.116-08:00Blogger<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For months and months I have found little ability to write. Some of the time I have sat down and tried my darnedest to put virtual pen to paper; and other times I have simply relied heavily on the fact that it just hasn't been working for me lately, and I have scooted it firmly off to the side of my mind.<br />
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All of the time wondering why God was bothering me about it. It seemed that practically every time we would get together He would bring up the fact that I wasn't using my gift. <br />
Sort of like that one thing your mother always asks about when you have family gatherings. And you think....geeezzz, Mom. Let it alone. I'm a big kid now and I will get around to it when I get around to it.<br />
But deep inside you wonder if she is right and you are wrong.<br />
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Turns out, He was right, and I have been wrong.<br />
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And then I learned something yesterday. <br />
The gift works best when plugged into the source. I also learned that He hasn't just been suggesting that I write; but He has also been suggesting that we spend time together, He and I. <br />
Apparently, He is pretty crazy about me, and likes to hang out on a more than occasional basis. <br />
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So we have been.<br />
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And, all of that time together as of late has fired up and fueled up my writing fingers.<br />
So, yesterday when my sweet friend shared her emotions over <a href="http://themeandminebook.blogspot.com/2015/12/the-christmas-gift.html" target="_blank">putting her son on a plane</a>, I felt something drop into me. I knew that I knew that I knew that I could write about it.<br />
And I honestly cannot remember the last time I felt so anointed to use that virtual pen. It was almost like a soft humming of 'peace and all is rightness with the world', while I typed away.<br />
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And the moral of the story is....<br />
when I spend time with Him, I have fuel to use my gift of writing; and when I use my gift of writing, I become an outlet for His message of love, grace, and redemption; and when I become that outlet I feel a peace that passes all the understanding I do and don't have about all the stuff in my life right now.<br />
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And I will take that peaceful hum over anything else.<br />
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This is me turning my face back towards His. <br />
From whom all blessings flow..... (<a href="http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/p/r/praisegf.htm" target="_blank">Hymn</a>)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-47568310915482482462015-12-21T14:40:00.003-08:002016-03-03T14:13:02.381-08:00The Christmas Gift<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have a sweet friend who is putting her baby on a plane over the Christmas holidays. Christmas Day to be exact. It must be difficult to put your baby on a plane on Christmas Day when you would rather be snuggled up by the tree watching your favorite movie together, and sipping hot cocoa with extra marshmallows.<br />
But this one, she's a strong one. If anyone can kiss her baby goodbye, and wish him the very best of Christmases, while her own heart is drooping and dripping, and all that sloppy mess of motherhood at its finest....it is this one. She is strong.<br />
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She is beautiful, and she is kind, and she wishes no one harm. <br />
She is strong, and wise, and she spends her evenings imparting strong and wise things into her little man's life.<br />
She is the sort of person you hope will be your friend.<br />
And the kind of mother other kids envy.<br />
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And God will bless her for allowing her little one to spread his wings, and for giving him the gift of being able to explore this great big world with those great big eyes.<br />
And I believe that our gracious Heavenly Father will love on her a little extra this year because she is sharing the most precious thing she has with others who love and need her little man as much as she does.<br />
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And if anyone knows about sharing a precious son it is our Heavenly Father.<br />
His heart has swayed to the rhythm of this very same beat; and He understands the path she walks this Christmas holiday.<br />
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So, pray for my sweet friend today.<br />
And thank the Father for the reason we celebrate Christmas; and the gift He gave when He shared His Son with us.<br />
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And to all a good night.<br />
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Amen.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-56193077336319826012015-08-14T06:50:00.000-07:002016-03-03T14:13:32.634-08:00The Fire PitThere was the time we all worked in the yard and Dad and I built a fire pit.<br />
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Good times.<br />
Does a fire pit have to be finished and in working order to be called a fire pit? Because we dug a pretty good sized hole and then put some funky looking bricks around it before we had to stop because of a mound of fire ants. <br />
Mom and the girl started hollering so Dad and I stepped in to save the ladies. Basically, we just lit part of the backyard on fire, even though it made Mom really nervous. <br />
Dad says moms are like that, and that he knows what he's doing despite what Mom says.<br />
I know what I'm doing too. <br />
Basically, I just stick with Dad, that's what I do.<br />
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Once the fire pit was built, the Spring rains came and filled the pit for a solid month.<br />
Dad said not to worry about it because that fire pit was designed in such a way to serve two purposes.<br />
In the cooler weather when Mom was wishing for a fire pit to warm her toes by, we would have one ready to go. But, in the rainy season, the fire pit would serve as a measurement for the water level under the ground. Dad said that he knew what he was doing when he built it that way.<br />
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Dad also said that he really didn't think it was such a good idea to drink out of the fire pit, but I think he just means that Rodney shouldn't drink out of the fire pit because he's so small. One gust of wind and Rodney could fall in, and then I would have to get up and go save him.<br />
And since I really have a lot to do during the waking hours of the day, and because I'm the exact opposite of a St. Bernard, I would rather not have to save Rodney if it can be avoided. <br />
He can be very needy, that Rodster fellow.<br />
Sometimes I have to take a nap just thinking about him.<br />
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So, I'm off to nap then.<br />
It seems like the right thing to do.<br />
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If you have missed me lately, I apologize. If you are wondering who I am, I apologize. Mom is kinda bad about keeping me in the public eye. Breaks my heart really. How busy must that woman be? I swear, the extra things she takes on.<br />
Yet, somehow I'm still in very sore need of a bath. As is the Rodster.<br />
Dude smells.<br />
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That is all I have to say on the matter because anything else would be rude, and I'm a gentleman first and foremost.<br />
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Speaking of my gentlemanly charm....We have a new lady in the camp.<br />
Meet Cali.<br />
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Love of my life, and keeper of my heart key. At least I think she has it. I should probably check. Girl can be kinda batty at times.<br />
But, darn if that isn't one of her most endearing qualities.<br />
Next to those soulful eyes, and that smile she has.<br />
It all sort of makes up for her obsession with squirrels, and her passion for midnight barking.<br />
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And, because I'm a gentleman, I try to go with her on her midnight rounds.<br />
We circle the entire yard, stopping at each corner to bark incessantly. Sometimes I just lie down next to her while she barks. I figure that my main job is primarily to be there for moral support. Show her that I'm interested in her and her interests. That sort of thing.<br />
No need for both of us to howl at the moon, or the next door cat. We all have our passions.<br />
Mine just lean more towards sedentary things, like naps.<br />
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But, that's my girl. She barks the yard over every night until Mom or Dad start tapping on the window. At which point she will run over to them and smile her biggest smile. I think she smiles at them because she can sense that they aren't happy for some reason, and she knows her smile will cheer them up.<br />
It doesn't always seem to work though, because Mom and Dad don't usually smile during barking hour.<br />
That's when the kid comes out and explains to Cali that barking hour has ended and that it is time to go to bed. At which point she runs happily over to her doghouse so she can have her collar attached to the chain.<br />
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I have to say that if you asked me to name one thing about my girl that I don't understand, it would be her love for that crazy chain.<br />
She gets so excited every night when it is time to be hooked up to the chain, that some nights she even sits next to the chain and hollers until the kid comes out to set it up.<br />
Personally, I think the chain has become a bit of a security blanket for her, but who am I to put my nose where it doesn't belong.<br />
If that is what she needs to sleep peacefully, more power to her. I'm content with lying next to her. Or if she is in the mood for solitude, I sleep nearby under the swing.<br />
Close enough to hear her breathing, but far enough away that she can pretend I don't exist. In case she ever wanted to.<br />
Not that she would ever want to pretend that.<br />
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We're bosom buddies, she and I. Heart mates. Best friends. Lovers of each others souls, and all that jazz.<br />
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Just gotta check on that key....<br />
Make sure she hasn't misplaced it, love her heart.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-27181471410784186962015-03-29T20:15:00.001-07:002016-03-03T14:14:24.357-08:00with you...We should try and do something together today. Alone.<br />
Just me and you, and you and me.<br />
Take a little time and remember why we started this whole thing anyway. What it feels like to just be two again. Nothing added or in between. <br />
Those reasons we wanted to be teammates and partners, lovers and friends. forever and ever and amen. The reasons we still plan for our future, remember our past, and hold on to our today's.<br />
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And so we did.<br />
Days spent with you are my favorite, my Love.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-57025335648865091702015-03-27T16:27:00.001-07:002016-03-03T14:15:09.618-08:00Thought for the day....humilityI am drawn to humility. Those who are humble without really trying to be, and those who put others needs consistently above their own. Perhaps this is because I see so little of this virtue within myself. How many times have I pushed my way to the front of the crowd, manipulated my circumstances to favor my own desires, and shifted my chair a little closer to the limelight....<br />
Just a little shift.<br />
tiny bit more<br />
Maybe a couple more inches?<br />
There. <br />
Right <b>there </b>under the giant shaft of sunlight streaming in, so that all can marvel at my new outfit, my latest joke, or my really good hair day.<br />
Lord, help me. I shouldn't be allowed out in public.<br />
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My point being, that for someone like me, who has never even seen what goes on backstage, I marvel at those who <b>choose </b>to be there. Those who prefer the quiet corners of the room, or the pleasure of just listening without being asked to speak or perform. I am in awe of those who would be perfectly happy with a life well lived, but not necessarily a life well known. <br />
And I often wish I were in that happy little club of the peaceful and the graceful...<br />
those who see <b>me </b>before they see themselves.<br />
Then again, it isn't hard to see me is it....what with that giant sunbeam I'm sitting under...<br />
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Oh, Father help me to remember that all are created equal in your loving eyes, and no one person is greater than any other. Help me to be more like that precious boy of yours who came to the earth a King and took on the "nature of a servant"<span style="font-size: x-small;">*</span>. He freakin ROCKED this world, and I long to do the same.<br />
But for You.<br />
For Your glory, not mine.<br />
Think I'll move my chair back a bit.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">*Phillipians 2:7</span><br />
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Just checking in to make sure you properly rang in the New Year!<br />
As a middle-aged mom of several adult-ish people I feel obligated to be as lame as possible on New Years Eve. However, there is no rule that says I can't live vicariously through the fun people with real lives.<br />
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So, did you finally pop that bottle of champagne? Maybe break out the leftover fireworks from the 4th of July?<br />
Never any harm in sending the neighbors and their dogs running for Prozac. That's what I always say.<br />
Or perhaps you settled for snuggling under your new electric blanket with that favorite person. Throw in a collection of Nora Ephron movies, macaroni & cheese, and some Diet Coke and I would snuggle in with you myself.<br />
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Unfortunately, my big plans for the evening were less exciting than that. I spent most of my time running errands and feeding people.<br />
However, we did get to crash a local party right before midnight, and that was fun!<br />
I had heard there would be rum cake and I was concerned it wasn't being properly appreciated.<br />
Turns out it was.<br />
"Why is all the rum (cake) gone?"<br />
By the way, thanks to Johnny Depp for the one of the greatest movie lines ever. My kids are less grateful. Something about the way I look in a pirate suit.<br />
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At any rate, the party ended at midnight and by 12:14 we were home and in bed. <br />
By 12:17 I was watching the first of two episodes of Gilmore Girls just because I could, <b>and </b>just because no one tells me what to do anymore.<br />
I have been saying that since I was five years old and I'm still convinced that no one believes me.<br />
Hence the staying up past my bedtime with the <strike>cheese puffs</strike> <b>giant bowl of fruit</b>.<br />
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Well, I'm off to make my resolutions.<br />
I'll check back in with you soon to see how you handle the Super Bowl.<br />
Until then, Live Large, my friends!<br />
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I'll be the one doing laundry at 3 a.m. in a pirate suit, just because I can.<br />
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Sort of like a club. But really nothing at all like a club; because everyone else seems to be in it with you.<br />
And aren't clubs supposed to be exclusive?<br />
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I just remember looking around one day and realizing that I was in the club. I was a mother.<br />
I had a minivan. There were sticky hand prints on my walls.<br />
The laundry was piled up all over the place; and my number one job was answering questions. <br />
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And I remember seeing my own mother differently in that moment. All of a sudden it occurred to me that she was a person, just like me. And I wondered if I had ever made her feel like she was less than a person? Because, as a mother, there were certainly days when I felt like less than a person, and more like some tired, lumpy creature that never slept or made sense.<br />
And it honestly had never occurred to me that my mother had once been a young girl planning her own wedding day, the husband and children she would have, the vacations they would take together, and the dreams she might accomplish. Somehow I had overlooked the fact that she had probably given up on some of those dreams in order to see that I reached mine.<br />
How had I not seen her before now?<br />
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I am convinced it is because you have to <b>be</b> in the club in order to recognize other members of the club.<br />
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At that moment I not only recognized my card-holder status; but knew I had to change.<br />
I wanted to treat her with the love and respect she had deserved for a very long time. I wanted to appreciate those quirky parts of her sense of humor, those things that make her the human being that she is, the one she will always be, and the one she was before I came on the scene.<br />
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It also made me want to stop putting so many expectations on my own children. They aren't responsible for my happiness, or for any feelings of self-worth I do or do not have. They may be everything to me, but that does not mean that I will always be everything to them.<br />
Because someday they will have children of their own and the cycle will begin again.<br />
They will finally understand what it means to be in the club; and I will be older and wiser. I will smile and nod while they tell me about their moment of clarity... how we are all just human beings in need of love, respect, and relationship, regardless of the role we play or have played in one another's lives.<br />
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I will smile and nod because I will remember the moment I realized the same thing; and how that was the moment my mother finally felt free to connect with me as one adult to another.<br />
And that it was also the moment that I set my own children free to be the person God made them to be, without owing anything back to me.<br />
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Now go hug a mom.<br />
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I haven't been blogging lately. Instead I've been thinking.<br />
It's actually much more difficult than blogging.<br />
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Why all the thinking?<br />
Because as of late, I have found myself greeting each new day with a new sense of dread. Not an old sense of dread, but a new sense. Because it is tacky to use yesterday's dread.<br />
Why the dread?<br />
Read this and tell me you wouldn't be best friends with dread each day.<br />
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Bake fresh bread each week.<br />
Make at least one amazing dessert every week.<br />
Cook a minimum of three nights a week. From scratch.<br />
Always have a pot of coffee brewing.<br />
Keep a spotless house.<br />
Maintain an open door policy for friends and family. With coffee. And the amazing dessert of the week.<br />
Homeschool two high-schoolers.<br />
Run a taxi service.<br />
Check on the elderly in the family.<br />
Check on the children who have grown up and moved out. Is everyone still eating their veggies? There's an amazing dessert over here. And a semi-warm pot of coffee.<br />
Hello? Anyone?<br />
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Become a famous blogger in 27.5 weeks.<br />
Remember to blog, and don't forget to take fabulous blog-worthy pictures.<br />
Edit fabulous pictures and spend 3 hours putting together a picture-worthy blog post.<br />
Tweet about it. Instagram it. Facebook it.<br />
Hand out blog business cards.<br />
Read 20 new blogs per day and comment on a minimum of 12 of these blogs. Reply to all comments on personal blog.<br />
Consider taking up drinking.<br />
Learn to speak the Russian language.<br />
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Become a fabulous photographer.<br />
Watch photography tutorials, practice practice practice, and have separate business cards ordered solely for photography business.<br />
Do the laundry.<br />
Remember to walk past the dishes in the sink and feel guilty.<br />
Or at least look guilty.<br />
Scratch that. Feign guilt over not caring about status of dirty dishes in case someone brings it up.<br />
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Make sure someone feeds the cats.<br />
Check to see that we still have dogs and that someone fed them.<br />
Get that gate fixed.<br />
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Ride the horse at least once a week.<br />
Finish all of the homework that goes with a full time course load for a Bachelors degree.<br />
Read a good book.<br />
Eat more veggies.<br />
and<br />
Drink more water.<br />
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Above is pretty much what I felt like the perfect housewife/mother should be able to accomplish in a regular day/week.<br />
I realized that I was lying to myself, but for some reason, I never allowed that to deter me from constantly aiming for my false sense of perfection.<br />
Until recently.<br />
When my days began to look exactly like this...<br />
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Wake up.<br />
Feel immense sense of dread over impending failure.<br />
Go back to sleep.<br />
Wake up again.<br />
Check Facebook, Instagram, and Pinterest.<br />
Realize my life is lacking in the usual glamour one can only find on Facebook, Instagram, and Pinterest.<br />
Go back to sleep.<br />
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Finally climb out of bed by 11:30.<br />
Eat.<br />
Read a book.<br />
Check Facebook.<br />
Check Instagram.<br />
Check Pinterest.<br />
Wallow in the despair of a life lacking in glamour.<br />
Rinse and repeat the next day.<br />
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BUT GOD.<br />
That's Ephesians 2:4 in the Bible.<br />
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Basically He and I had to have a little chat.<br />
Turns out there are approximately three things I am responsible for and it also turns out that we have had this discussion before.<br />
I just keep forgetting.<br />
I get caught up in the<b><i> lights/camera/action</i></b> of all the newest trends and hobbies; and before you know it, I'm a jack of all trades, and a master of none.<br />
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Three things, Christa. Three things.<br />
God.<br />
Family.<br />
School.<br />
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That's it for now.<br />
And maybe the occasional pot of coffee that has been reheated three times already since this afternoon.<br />
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Hang in there, girls, you're not alone.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-1501220785268511992014-12-26T10:02:00.001-08:002016-03-03T14:17:54.508-08:00Bipolar TendenciesThe weather around here is absolutely gorgeous today!!<br />
It makes me think of Spring, and flowers, and that dream I have of visiting New York City while Central Park is in bloom.<br />
Unfortunately, I have been burned more than once by Oklahoma's bi-polar tendencies when it comes to weather. She teases for a week or two in January, perhaps a couple days in February, and then tosses you aside for a last minute fling with a Blizzard come end of March.<br />
Said the girl with the chip on her shoulder.<br />
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But what would be the harm in going along with it just a bit? I promise to keep my heart out of it.<br />
Maybe not go all the way with short sleeves and wide open windows or anything. But it wouldn't hurt to switch to the lightweight jacket, and perhaps open the sunroof on the car.<br />
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Probably better wrap this up and go double check outside again, in case she's changed her mind in the last ten minutes.<br />
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Not that I would care.<br />
Said the girl in the shorts and the tank top.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-24058708789097605382014-12-24T21:28:00.000-08:002016-03-03T14:18:26.082-08:00Merry Christmas!<h2 style="text-align: center;">
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Being a parent is the easiest job in the entire world, and I always get plenty of sleep.<br />
- said NO ONE. Anywhere. Ever. On the planet.<br />
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Being a parent means that I am always happy because who wouldn't be happy? I am so blessed.<br />
- said someone who is not sharing their meds with the rest of us.<br />
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Being a parent has fulfilled me in ways I never thought it would.<br />
- ok. I'll go with that one.<br />
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Being a parent is the bomb.<br />
- another good one. Most of the time.<br />
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Being a parent means never having to be alone again.<br />
- HA. Double, triple, quadruple HA. Just wait till they are old enough to drive. You will be alone.<br />
And you will like it.<br />
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Being a parent means missing them every time I am out of their presence.<br />
- Are your kids driving yet? Because mine are, and I can tell you this alone thing is not so bad.<br />
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Being a parent means never needing to look for friends.<br />
- Hmmm. I'll get back with you on that one. Sure, sometimes they feel like friends. <br />
Friends that eat all my food, take my stuff, and have to be reminded to pay attention when I talk.<br />
Naah. I think you're still gonna need to find some real friends.<br />
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Being a parent means my heart is vulnerable.<br />
- said me. always.<br />
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Being a parent means that at times it will hurt.<br />
- me again.<br />
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Being a parent means having a reason to be proud.<br />
- Me. And so far so good. At least now that we are pretty much through that weird hair stage.<br />
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Being a parent means loving people for the rest of your life even when they don't seem to return said love. It means trusting that God is big, and amazing, and right when He set this whole thing into motion; and it means understanding that it is a difficult job, with the potential for great reward.<br />
And someone has to do it.<br />
- Amen.<br />
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And, finally...<br />
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Being a parent means making peace with the past generation, while assisting the future generation.<br />
- said someone on a TV show recently, and I give them a thumbs up.<br />
Hang in there, Moms. It gets good.<br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Below is the story I contributed to <a href="http://momquery.com/surviving-birth-pregnancy-congestive-heart-failure/" target="_blank">MomQuery</a>, an online support website for moms.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
became a mother at the very young age of 16.
At the age of 19 I had my second child, and three months after my 23<sup>rd</sup>
birthday, my third son was born. I was a
young mother finding her way through parenting and maturity; and if you said
that my children and I grew up together, you would be correct.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Those years resulted in many life lessons which I have
dutifully scribbled on the pages of my diary, and the edges of my Bible; and
while I am happy to share many of those lessons with you, as the mother of four
“adult-ish” children, today I feel compelled to tell you about the time I came
very close to dying.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Please bear with me, as it has been over fifteen years
since this part of my story was forefront in my life and mind. I may not remember some of the finer details;
but I assure you, the event continues to resonate with me today.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">An
absolutely delightful day in my history book is the day we found out we were
finally expecting something in pink. My
three boys had completely captured my heart, and I absolutely loved and adored every
adventurous inch of them; however, my own girlish heart yearned for something
in ruffles and bows. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"> I had all of my men around me when the
ultrasound tech confirmed my suspicion.
We were finally in the PINK! I
wasted no time calling everyone in my circle of near and dear and was ready to
begin sewing ruffles on everything and everyone in sight.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">However,
our delightful day was short lived. The
very next day we were to receive the results of a heart test I had recently
undergone. Due to some heart palpitations
my doctor had ordered a heart monitor.
The heart monitor led to an ultrasound of the heart, and these results
would tell us if the palpitations were any reason for concern. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Honestly,
I don’t remember even being overly concerned about my heart at the time. I had felt palpitations various times
throughout my life, and had assumed it was normal. In addition, the doctor had informed me that
palpitations were often common among pregnant women.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The fact that my father had passed at 40 of a heart
attack may not have been registering with me at the moment. I had my head in pink clouds and saw no
reason for concern.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">For
those of you who may not be familiar with Congestive Heart Failure (CHF), it is
a disease of the heart, which causes a decreased pumping ability. Fluid retention, exhaustion, palpitations,
and chest pain are often symptoms of the disease; and unfortunately it is not
uncommon in pregnant women. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Of course this does not mean that every woman with
the above symptoms should worry about CHF; especially when fluid retention and
exhaustion are trademarks of pregnancy.
However, palpitations and chest pain are symptoms that no one should
ignore.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
remember exactly where I was standing when the doctor called with the results
of my heart test. Is bad news even real while
you are doing dishes and watching the neighborhood kids riding their bikes up
and down the street? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
assure you, it is.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Your
heart is very sick, Christa.” <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I’ll
never forget those words, or the sympathy that accompanied them. According to my doctor, an average heart is
generally capable of pumping out approximately 65% of the blood it takes
in. It seemed that my heart was working somewhere
between 20 and 40%. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
cannot remember what I was thinking in response to the doctor’s news. Neither do I remember much of what we said on
the phone. As a matter of fact, I
remember little of that following weekend while we waited to see a
specialist. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">However, I do remember the fear that gripped me. It threatened to be my undoing before my
heart even had the chance to fail me. I
remember a darkness that dropped over me making each step feel weighted. I remember sitting at an ATM, thinking of
impending death. I remember thinking a
lot about the future of my husband and children.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The
following weeks proved to be a flurry of activity, combined with orders to rest
non-stop. I spent most of my time
between visits with the specialist, and crashing on the couch while my boys
watched cartoons. My unborn baby girl
was thriving in the womb, and my heart was working relentlessly to keep us both
alive. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">In
order to tend solely to my heart condition, the specialist offered to refer me
for a late term abortion. She informed
us that we would have to cross state lines, due to the laws within our state;
however, due to our beliefs, I kindly and respectfully declined her offer. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I would
never presume to imagine what a mother must go through when faced with
terminating a pregnancy. In our case,
our unborn child was thriving; and the decision felt clear; however, my heart
goes out to those who have not had such a clear cut path in similar situations.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Three
and a half weeks before our little girl’s due date I had an appointment with
the specialist. She asked me to lie back
for the ultrasound and I immediately began to have trouble breathing. Without wasting any time she sent me straight
to the hospital. There was concern that
my lungs were filling with fluid, and the decision was made to induce. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"> We knew that our little girl might spend some
time in NICU; but that she had an excellent chance of survival. On the other hand, we were potentially facing
my last few days on the earth. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The
delivery room was full of doctors, nurses, and possibly a student or two. I wore a heart monitor that sent constant
readings to a lab downstairs, and special pants that kept my legs from
developing blood clots. Everyone in the
room was prepared for the worst and after two pushes the doctor ripped open a
set of forceps, planning to gently pull our daughter into the world so that I would no longer need to push. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">However,
the moment the doctor opened the forceps, our little girl decided she was
having none of it, and she practically fell out into the doctor’s hands. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">To
this day our daughter has been one to do things her own way. Her sense of independence and confidence
continuously astounds me. I’ll never
forget how she quietly and soberly inspected the delivery room immediately
following her birth. It was as if she
was completely aware of the importance of her birth and lacked any need for
reassurance of any kind. She simply took
her father’s finger in her own tiny hand and looked at him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Unfortunately for her, the nurses were not
satisfied with her calm, cool, and collected approach to the world, and
insisted that she cry for her own good.
This upset her greatly and her frustrated cries set everyone in the room
a little more at ease. Daughter was
fine. Time to focus on Mom.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">In
the months that followed our girl’s birth, I was given no guarantee of life for
any length of time; and I was doing my best to take it one day at a time. Many medications and tests later, it was
determined that I had undoubtedly had CHF for many years, and the pregnancy had
only highlighted it. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Today
I take a minimum of four heart pills a day, and I struggle with fluid
retention, palpitations, chest pain, and exhaustion. As I write this, I am currently hooked up to a
30-day heart monitor so that we can make decisions regarding any med changes
that may be necessary.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">But
I am alive. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
am alive with a beautiful family. I am
alive with a teenage daughter who steals my hairbrush, and “borrows” my makeup,
but still curls up with me at night to discuss boys. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
am alive with three sons who were raised by their momma; and they dutifully
kept me on my toes as a mom of boys. Bonus
- one of them has given me the most beautiful daughter-in-law and we are
smitten with her.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
am alive with the man who stood by me through the medication adjustments which
resulted in mood swings, weight gain, and other fun side effects. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
am alive with frustrations and irritations.
Happy moments and sad. Money
problems, relationship issues, and too many activities on a Saturday night.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
have dishes in the sink, laundry on the couch, and too many pets. I have school loans that didn't amount to a
degree, dreams I have yet to realize, and questions about the future.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
am alive with a heart that not only pumps better than we ever thought it would,
but one that has learned to be thankful for the messy existence we call
life. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I am learning not to take myself or others too seriously. I am learning that seasons change. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> And I am learning that sometimes it is really
important to seize the day we have, because guarantees are often few and far
between.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-72800961491946557782014-09-10T20:56:00.000-07:002016-03-03T14:20:18.273-08:00My beautiful mess...The thing about seasons is that while you may anticipate the change, you are not always prepared. <br />
How often have I found myself shocked at the change in the weather, or the need for flannel underwear, again?<br />
And how many times have I been genuinely surprised when Christmas decorations chase down the Fourth of July in our local department store? <br />
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Equally true with my life seasons. And I have experienced more than a few.<br />
New mom.<br />
Mom of toddler.<br />
Mom of toddler plus new child.<br />
Mom of preschool children.<br />
Mom of four children under the age of ten.<br />
(by the way...finding matching socks for any family member during that particular season was a logistics nightmare. can I get an Amen?)<br />
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Mom of people in high school; and simultaneously mom of people who knew everything I did not know and apparently never would....Apparently.<br />
Unusual season; but somehow also very rewarding.<br />
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Mom of married people.<br />
Mom of people with bills to pay, cars to fix, and dreams to be had.<br />
Mom of people who still need me.<br />
Mom of people who spend all of their available cash to purchase my favorite perfume. Because 40 is an important birthday; and perhaps the perfume will make up for the gray hairs that will now need to be covered.<br />
Although no one mentions the gray. It is called tact; and I taught them that.<br />
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Wife.<br />
Wife that stays home when the children are little. Torn between the desire to be there with them; and the never-ending curiosity about those in the fascinating world of business.<br />
Wife that moves from selfish, to giving, and back to selfish again...and again and again.<br />
Wife that is loved unconditionally. forever and ever. without end.<br />
Wife that loves in return.<br />
Wife that forgets how.<br />
Wife that learns how again.<br />
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Life is complicated, and messy, and beautiful.<br />
It smells like roses & laundry, and sunshine & burnt dinner. And it forces us to look at who we truly are. Who we thought we were.<br />
Who we want to be.<br />
And why.<br />
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And I wouldn't change a moment of it.<br />
As if I could.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-65170255824625406662014-07-27T16:50:00.001-07:002016-03-03T14:20:49.493-08:00Mothers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mothers are warmth and laughter mixed with the sweet scent of Bath & Body "Sweet Pea". They are smiles from ear to ear when you tell them the same story over and over again; and full body hugs that are guaranteed to break the sad right off of ya, while simultaneously warming you all the way down to your toes. <br />
They are the first person to love you, hold you, and witness your presence in this world. The last person to let go, the longest one to hold on, and the fiercest believers of all who ever called them "Mom." <br />
Mothers are forever. <br />
Even the mothers we have kissed goodbye have left us with the lessons they taught, the tears they cried, and the stories they told. <br />
Mothers have special powers. They have the ability to believe in you while also knowing full well that you are up to no good at all. They run on minimum battery power, and they struggle through an on the job training program that is constantly changing.<br />
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Mothers are Monday night taco night while you watch The Bachelor together; and "girls only swim days" on a sunny Saturday. Jokes that only she understands. Chips and salsa by the pool. And ice cream sandwiches that remind you of your childhood.<br />
Mothers are the silly moments where you laugh at who you are, who you've become, and what you will one day be. They are reminders that life is meant to be soft, and tender, and smell like baby powder. They are laughter and they are tears. They are Hope and they are Tomorrow. They are all things good.<br />
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At least my mother is.<br />
And hopefully I am too.<br />
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Here's to having the best job in the world.<br />
I am a Mother.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01145526735431140808noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287128692245187875.post-18925434053910413042014-07-21T20:44:00.001-07:002016-03-03T14:21:25.448-08:00soul foodMore times than I care to admit I find myself off track. I look up and realize that I have been banging my head against the wall for God only knows how long; and I'm beginning to resemble one of those toy cars that <i>promises </i>to turn around and do fancy tricks, but <i>really </i>only knows how to work in one gear.<br />
<b>Stuck</b>.<br />
It's a gear.<br />
I know because I frequent it.<br />
often.<br />
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It is then that I go back.<br />
Back to the place I know the best. Back to the place where I am always connected, understood, seen, and known.<br />
I go to my Bible. The Word of God.<br />
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And I ask the same questions I asked the last time I was there.<br />
Why? How? When?<br />
Why did I stay away for so long? How can I forget this connection? And when?<br />
When will I move my focus back onto Him and off of the things that pale in comparison to His astonishing love?<br />
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Because here I find a peace that passes all of the understanding I could ever know.<br />
Here I find a reminder that I was made with a purpose greater than I can imagine.<br />
Here I remember that His joy is great. And it is available to be my strength.<br />
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So I purpose to lay down the things that hurt me today, yesterday, last week.<br />
The words that stung, the plans that didn't go as planned, the reasons I sighed or felt like giving in.<br />
The things that frustrated and overwhelmed me. The moments I want to forget.<br />
I set aside the anger, the plans to be self-important, and the ways I'm convinced I could solve it all.<br />
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And I just trust Him.<br />
I will be me and He will be God.<br />
I will believe and He will be faithful.<br />
I will relax and He will work on my behalf.<br />
I will take a step and He will provide the direction.<br />
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And all will be well with my soul.<br />
Because I am His and He is mine.<br />
(Song of Solomon 2:16)<br />
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