Accepting the Unacceptable

Accepting the Unacceptable

I thought we were finished with this rollercoaster. It had been many months, over 5, to be exact, since she last had a seizure. And prior to that, it had been quite a few months from her previous episodes. Over the last year they have been fewer and fewer with further time in between and this last stretch of time, I felt would be permanent, uninterrupted. Recently the baby monitor wore out and I was reveling in the fact that it was no longer needed. Or so I thought. Tonight proved me wrong. She had a strong seizure. It broke the normal pattern for her of occurring sometime in the early morning hours, usually between 5 and 7 am; it arrived before she was fully asleep, at around 9:30 pm. and she couldn’t stop it this time. By the time we realized it was...

Baked Donuts

Baked Donuts

I am not a big fan of the kitchen. In spite of that handicap, I do find myself spending an exorbitant amount of time there. But  unfortunately I do like to eat, so I guess it all works out well in the end. It had been years since I had made these wonderful baked donuts, and I ended up making them twice this week. Once to share with some friends and another time so I could photograph the process to share with my good friend Lisa. Hi Lisa! I hope your family enjoys these Cinnamon Baked Donuts! This post is going to include a lot of pictures, I hope it is not too boring and hopefully a bit helpful. First I will start out with the recipe ingredients and then we will dive in and walk through the process.   Cinnamon (or not, if you don’t prefer) Baked...

The Garbage Bucket and I

The Garbage Bucket and I

If you were to ask me what I consider myself, I am not sure how I would answer. I am not primarily a [school] teacher although that certainly consumes a large chunk of my efforts. I am not primarily a gardener/farmer although that certainly is a very large part of my history and interest. I am not primarily a homemaker although that should consume more of my time than it does. I am not an avid cook or baker although that consumes an annoyingly large bit of my energy and I think I am a seamstress because I love to do that, but I have not really sewn, as in really sewn, in years. I am not a theologian although I generally love to cogitate on such matters and I am not a philanthropist although I certainly am convinced we must do good to all men, especially those who...

An unspoken question, answered

An unspoken question, answered

Truth to be told, I have very few good memories of going to church as a child. I tend to remember the hassle of getting ready to go, the complaints of older siblings, the dreary loneliness of being the only girl in my Sunday School class and very few of us total, at that. The mild torture of sitting through a boring and incomprehensible church service, the awkwardness of static in my skirts and gross gum stuck to the undersides of the church benches. As an aside, allow me to balance that list. I loved when Daddy was the song leader and I loved Nancy Brubaker’s quavery voice when I was in preschool and she was the teacher. I loved putting stickers on charts and playing wild games of tag with the large group of older kids after church. I loved the smell and...

What not to say…

What not to say…

Dinnertime conversation. “I think I will add Mom to my salad.” ” Nah, I am old and tough” “No you’re not, you are fat and juicy!” “What!?!” “Hehe, I was just quoting The Enormous Crocodile” I never even heard of the book. I am not sure at all if I can keep up with these kids anymore…

The Stars Aligned

The Stars Aligned

I love lovely coincidences. I believe that is called serendipity is it not? Unexpected pleasure. Today I was pleased to be rewarded with such a happening. I will attempt to explain, but first I need to back up a bit For quite awhile now my one daughter has been begging me to “read through the Bible in a year” with her. Normally my knee-jerk reaction would be to say, “read it through yourself”, but since she is just nine years old and reading is not yet her strong point, my better judgement intervened and so we have commenced this journey with the new year. It is quite a different task to read to one’s self as opposed to reading aloud, particularly to one who is young and hearing things for the first time. I suspect we shall need to...

Millinery

Millinery

She loves hats. “I wanted to make it really beautiful Mom, so I put these leaves on top” I think I’ll keep her.