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Back In The Garden

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My big pot of spinach that I hope to keep producing all summer long.

When we moved, I didn’t bring one plant with me.  It broke my heart, but we had to pare down the load.

I’m happy to say that I am no longer plant less.

Thanks to my mom and my cousin I have pots galore and have started filling them.  I, actually, started my new garden in December when I snagged a key lime tree that was dying in the cold at Wal-Mart,  I’ve since added spinach, cabbage, peppers, tomatoes, onions, rosemary, basil, oregano, thyme, lavender, ginger, sage, spearmint, and peppermint.

BG is my helper as always and I promised her that she could plant whatever she wanted in her portion of the garden.  So far she’s chosen two pots of flowers and seeds for more.  I hope that her enthusiasm for gardening continues.  There is something terribly special about being able to share something I really enjoy with my daughter and know that she’s having fun as well.  As a treat I bought her lilies that should bloom all summer long.

 
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Posted by on February 22, 2016 in In the Garden

 

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For All of Those Who Serve… military or not

The following poem was emailed to me and I wanted to share it.  You do not have to support war in order to support the warrior that goes to war because he or she thinks it is the right thing to do.

THE FINAL INSPECTION

The Soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
‘Step forward now, Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?’

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
‘no, Lord, I guess I ain’t.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can’t always be a saint.
I’ve had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I’ve been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny,
That wasn’t mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills just got too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I’ve wept unmanly tears.

I know I don’t deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears
If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
It needn’t be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don’t, I’ll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
‘Step forward now, you Soldier,
You’ve borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
You’ve done your time in Hell.’
~Author Unknown~

 
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Posted by on February 6, 2015 in Thoughts

 

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Why?! (Thanksgiving Thoughts)

Why do people spend a fortune in time, money, and tears visiting people who only make them unhappy for a holiday that is reserved for nothing more than celebrating all our blessings.  My job puts me in a unique position of being able to observe all these families that proclaim loudly how much they love each other, but the moment you add travel they are at each other’s throats.

I’ve dug into why everyone is so miserable and it usually boils down to one thing.  They are traveling to visit family that only makes them miserable because of DUTY.  What kind of duty makes us spend time with people who only make us feel bad about ourselves?

CC and I made a pact when we got together that we would not inflict stupid duties on each other like that.  Have we done it anyway? Yes.  Are we trying to give up the habit.  Yes.  Why?  Because we genuinely like our life and the direction it is headed.  Our families do not like, approve, whatever you want to call it.  The disapproval comes out as silence and avoided eye contact.  It comes out as snide comments.  It comes out as out-and-out rude comments and angry condemnation.

Why!?  Why would you inflict that on yourself?  Why would you inflict that on the spouse and children you claim to love more than anything?

But I love my family too, you say.  Do you?  Or do you feel an overwhelming need for their approval and acceptance?  They’re supposed to love and accept you, that’s what love does.  But do they?

Now for the hard question.

Are you accepting of your own children?  Are they going to be miserable coming home for the holidays because all you do is nitpick and condemn? Or are you going to change the pattern?  Are you going to say I love you and mean it?  Are they, their spouses, and their children going to be laughing their way through their holiday travels, giddy to be going HOME to you who will welcome them with open arms and loving acceptance?

Here is my gift to you:

Welcome! Come on in to our warmth and acceptance.  Spend your holidays with us.  No, you don’t have to buy us presents, but a healthy appreciation for a good joke, kettle popped popcorn, and maybe a glass of good mead would help.

 
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Posted by on December 2, 2014 in Thoughts

 

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Lil’ Sprouts!

Baby, it’s cold outside!

But inside the house, my garden is growing happily in the kitchen window and in the living room window as well.  A couple of weeks ago, I filled cardboard egg crates with soil.  Then, I added seeds and a handful of hope.

Today when i checked them…

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Large Leaf Basil

I have lil’ sprouts!  I told a couple of friends at work about this venture and got looks of amazement.  They all acted like I was doing something amazing, which on the one hand I am and on the other it’s the most natural thing in the world.  There are so many people who limit themselves with things like “I could never” and “I’m not that talented”.  For that reason, they become bitter and unhappy as the people around them test themselves and expand their horizons.  Don’t be one of those people; instead try something new!

Not all of my seeds have sprouted yet, but I have high hopes and if they do, I’ll add lemon balm, lemongrass, tarragon, savory, a new type of basil, and thyme to my indoor herb garden.

(On a side note, all the lil’ sprouts that I don’t keep will be going to new homes with my coworkers who are hopeful that I’ll also share my homemade red sauce recipe!)

 
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Posted by on November 18, 2014 in In the Garden

 

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Hey, genius!

Ah, sarcasm!  My friend, my standby…  Wait, I wasn’t being sarcastic this time!  You really are a genius!  In fact, everyone is a genius, but if Beethoven had never been introduced to a piano would we even know who he was?

Unlikely!

Instead of putting yourself down, why not take a moment to jot down the things you totally rock.  Don’t worry I’ll wait while you go get a paper and a pen that actually works.

Seriously! Get up! Go make a list of things you’re good at.

Now on the other side of the page write a list of things you’ve thought or been told you suck at.

Done?  Good.  Now mark off the ones that really don’t matter to you personally or that you aren’t passionate about.  All that’s left is the things that require research, experimentation, and the grit to keep pursuing.  Nobody ever got called a genius about something they weren’t passionate about.

Not passionate about anything?  That actually happens in our society.  The passion is beaten out of us by day to day living in some cases.  In other cases, certain people in our lives beat the positive right out of us.  As the child of an abusive parent, I know this all to well.

My solution to not being passionate about anything is to simple start trying lots of things; from crochet to fence fixing to blue water sailing!  There is something out there for everyone, but in most cases there are a lot of things out there for each individual.

FIND YOUR PASSION(S)!

When I was growing up, I was told that I would never be any good with plants.  I was told that I was ugly.  I was told that I was stupid.  I was told that all my ambitions were silly.  I grow a garden that has inspired more than a few of my coworkers and neighbors.  My daughter looks just like me and she makes people run into things when she smiles at them.  That just leaves my ambitions…

When I was a child I was going to be a cowgirl.  I was going to have a ranch.  I was going to have a garden and live like the people back in the old west that were completely self-sufficient.

My dream has changed somewhat.  I no longer want a ranch, but I’d love to have a much smaller homestead with milk goats, chickens, rabbits, a huge garden, and that self-sufficiency that I still crave. How is that an unrealistic goal?  Sure it’s a long way away in a lot of ways, but I’m on my way the moment I start.

Truth be told, I’ve already started right here in suburbia.  I already have a garden and my city just changed the law.  I can now have chickens in my backyard as long as I can obtain the permit.

Guess what I’m researching right now!  That’s right! Chicken coops and yogurt making, and cheese making and plants for this coming year and…

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Posted by on November 15, 2014 in Thoughts

 

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Much different, much the same…

Life has changed a lot since last I posted here, but some things are still the same. I’m now a home owner. Is it my ideal place? No. Is it better than an apartment? By a long sight! Is this blog going to change? Yes and no. I’m still going to express my opinion, but I’m also going to start posting all the things that I’m doing to be happy where I’m at. So many people wait until everything is perfect to start being happy, which is why we have so many pissed off, grumpy people. Nothing is ever perfect, but life is good. With that in mind, stay tuned for lots of weird projects between me and my partner; things like making yogurt, recipes, gardening, starting fires with sticks/flint and steel/ etc., and other off the wall things. We will also be including the trials of being the parents of a baby genius. Pray for us to whatever God or Goddess you worship, we need all the help we can get!

 
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Posted by on November 9, 2014 in Thoughts

 

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Wishing away your life

“I can’t wait for Friday!” is probably the most heard phrase in the work place these days.  Doesn’t anyone recognize that they are doing nothing more than wishing their lives away.

Currently at my job we have just finished bidding for our schedules for the coming year and while I look around and see all the people that I’ll no longer see every day, all I hear is how they can’t wait to start the new schedule.  Sure, I’m excited about my new schedule.  I actually got the exact one that I wanted, why wouldn’t I be excited?  However, I’ll no longer be working with my best friend in this new city.  I’ll no longer have all the other friends I’ve made with me every day.  Granted some of them are coming with me and I’m very excited to continue working with them, but the not so great people are coming in equal measure, so why is everyone so excited to throw away the next few weeks until the new bid goes into effect?

Perhaps I have a completely different outlook on life because of the time that I’ve seen wasted by people who embraced the Shadow Lover all too soon; my sister at the young age of 24 years old.  She had her whole life before her by everyone’s standards, but that was simply an illusion.  She never saw 25.  She never saw the Saints win the Superbowl.  She never saw a woman in the presidential race.  She never held her own newborn babe in her arms.  She never worked at another crappy job.  She never again wished her life away by trying to hurry Friday to come sooner.

And she never will.

So instead of wishing my life away, I want to embrace every day as the miracle and present it is.

 
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Posted by on October 15, 2011 in Thoughts

 

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