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“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.” -Proverbs 31:27

Sunday, June 2, 2013

A Month of Blue Sundays


Photo credit: dieraecherin from morguefile.com

"Exhaustion is a sign that you need to stop what you have been doing"says the Doctor.

My Beloved by Kari Jobe

You are my beloved you are my bride
To Sing Over you is my delight
Come Away with ME my love

Under My Mercy come and WAIT
Till we are standing face to face
I see no stain on you My Child

You're beautiful to ME
So beautiful to ME

I sing over you my song of Peace
Cast all you cares down at my FEET
Come and find your REST in me

I'll breathe my life inside of you
I'll bare you up on eagle's wings
And hide you in the shadow of my Strength

I'll take you to my quiet waters
I'll restore your soul
Come rest in me and be made whole

You're my beloved, You're my bride
To sing over you is my delight
Come away with me my LOVE.



Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Love of My Life

Love of My Life
19 years ago today I was barefoot on the grass
My crochet wedding dress on
Youth and naivety

You were my hippie
I was your sunshine
Together we were going to Love the world

Obstacles were placed on our path
Sadness, Grief, and Regret

Optimistic you told me not to worry
Live today to the fullest you said

You make me better
You keep me sane
You keep me alive

You are the rainbow I need
Love of My Life




Monday, February 18, 2013

Updates: Valentine's Week

Okay, I know it's the 18th and not the 14th or the week of Valentine's but this Squidoo update is specific to Valentine's so that is what I titled it.


I'm joining Marsha's Spot for the New Lens and Hop linky. Each Thursday she picks a topic and we share a new Squidoo lens (article) about the topic. This week doesn't really have a theme it just happens to fall on Valentine's day.

Marsha talks about her latest lens, a Music Review, which was put in holding. For those not familiar with Squidoo, it is an article directory where you can write articles for free. Kind of like building a website for free but with one single page.

Anyway, she wrote a music review and her lens (article) got tagged for duplicate content. This means that something in her article was found somewhere else online. For this particular review she had to use content provided by someone else.

David Castillo via http://freedigitalphotos.net


I started to do reviews for blog communities at the end of last year but decided against it because much of what they wanted me to add to the blog was duplicate content. They had everyone post the same article about the product or service. Google doesn't like this.

I really don't know what do. Most companies make a generic post for all blogger partners to share - Writing 50 to 100 different and unique articles is just ridiculous. Instead of giving a blanket article or post I think it would be best if they gave you a topic to write about. This would solve the unique content dilemma. (Squidoo's thoughts on duplicate content)

How to Check for Duplicate Content


You can check for duplicate content by copying a sentence or two, adding quotes, and search on Google. Copyscape.com is another place to check. (got this from GreekGeek's article about Google Panda Updates and how they affect Squidoo and Hubpage authors)

My Squidoo Lens to Share

My latest lens (article) talks about why I love writing for Squidoo.




Monday, February 11, 2013

{Writing Prompt} If Time Stopped

Today I'm linking up with Ellen Stumbo for the Writing Prompt. Won't you join us

If time stopped right now I would be rather sad. I'm up late, thinking way too much and my boys, growing ever so fast are asleep along with the dad.

Not sure what we'd do - would I go wake them - they'd probably tell me to get some sleep and say that I'm crazy.
anekoho via http://freedigitalphotos.net

Crazy is the word that everyone likes to use when they describe me. It's no wonder that they are not quick to believe me when I tell them that time stopped.

My youngest, my sweet little boy - not so little - is challenging everything his dad and I ever taught him. I understand his need to separate from us to form his own ideas but this process is hard. It's painful. It's sad.

I would hope that once things settled down that they would realize that time stopped and that we had time to talk, to enjoy each others company. No more errands, no more school (I'm sure they will be thrilled) and no more doctor's appointments.

If time stood still would it heal? Could it heal? Would I be able to love on my boys enough for them to remember what it was like before the job loss, the home loss, the struggling to make even the minutest ends meet? Would they remember they used to laugh and not worry?

Right now it's quiet. It's easy to get carried away with selfish thoughts and what ifs.

I'd rather choose when time stopped. I'd want it to be a perfect joyous family moment. One where we were all in a nice comfortable home, spending time just hanging out together, laughing, talking, and not worrying.

The eldest son wouldn't worry about getting into college and fears of the unknowns of adulthood would vanish.

The youngest wouldn't worry about talking to girls or about the existence of God.

My husband wouldn't worry about finding a job or providing for his family.

I wouldn't worry about all of them.

Maybe if time stood still we could just BE. Be in the now. Be in the moment of here.

A couple of moments I would love to freeze:

  • The moment I held my boys for the first time
  • The moment I said I Do to my husband
  • The moment I hiked up to Vernal Falls for the first time by myself
  • The moment both boys said Mama and I love you 
  • The moment I first held my husbands hand
  • The first step 
  • My first kiss
  • When I knew I was in love 
  • When Eldest son held Youngest son in his arms for the first time
  • When both boys thought they could do anything  - no limits, no fears, 
  • Hearing my husband play his guitar
  • Staring into my husbands eyes
  • Singing "Silent Night" to my boys 
  • Holding a sleeping baby close to my heart 


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Friday, February 1, 2013

{Movie Review} The Guardian, a Coast Guard Movie

Yesterday I got my hook and yarn out to work on a project. Usually I turn the boob tube aka television on for background noise. I was browsing the stations and didn't find anything that seemed interesting. A movie called The Guardian came on Spike so thought I'd settle on that as it starred Kevin Costner.

I was not really into it as it was a training type of movie. You know the type, you follow students as they train for this job or that job. This was for the coast guard.

There I was sitting on the couch minding my own business, crocheting my scarf when out of the corner of my eye Kevin starts berating this guy for not being able to stay firm under pressure. That's when things started getting a little interesting for me. I was now actively watching this movie.

When you are in the coast guard you have to expect that people will panic and you certainly can't be panicking along with them right?

Ashton Kutcher takes the guy out for a beer where they 'of course' end up in a bar fight. It was this experience that 'toughened' the guy who panicked in the water.

I'm babbling.

Before I knew it I was crying. Ashton Kutcher finally graduated from the school and was a full fledged coast guard rescue swimmer. Totally disliked the scene where his girlfriend said 'we knew this was casual' - what? You can see that he loves her. How can it just end like that?

Eventually a job comes where Kevin's character ends up freezing on the job so wasn't able to save a guy - Ashton picks up the slack but it was this incident that makes Kevin quit being a rescue swimmer after years on the job.

Not going to tell you the end - but I was balling my eyes out. My husband walked into the room and the movie caught his eye too. He's not a television watcher. (not a big one anyway)  He found a few tears in his eyes too. He told me he was taken off guard.

Here's the song they played at the end of the movie - by this time I had soaked many tissues and well, my crochet project was no longer the center of my attention.

p.s. You gotta watch the movie to find out what happened to Ashton and his girl and did Kevin really quit?




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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

{Bloggy Moms} I Got A Little Carried Away

Completed Mr. Biki the Buffalo
Writing today with Bloggy Moms - Join in the Blog Dare Writing Prompt fun.

Over the weekend I found a little craft to do on Pinterest - you know how that is. As I was making the cute little animal cards by WeeSociety.com, I envisioned all sorts of animals. I could see a cat, a dog, a sock monkey and even a little fox.

I tried to get the boys involved but at 12 and 17 they weren't too thrilled at helping me.

I took out my construction paper, scissors, glue stick and the templates. (you can download them at the site above)
Getting Ready to Trace onto Construction Paper

Already to be put together - Let's breathe some life into him


The same process had to be repeated for each little character - Kate the Koala, Riley the Raccoon, and Yolanda the Yeti. The heart pictured above was glued to the inside of each card and I added a little silly valentine note. 

I Love You (that brown thing is his tongue)


Back of the Card
I glued the name of each character to the back of the card just so I would remember them. 
Riley the Raccoon 
Inside reads: 1 Rockin' Raccoon 


Kate the Koala
Inside Reads: I've Koala'n for You


Yolanda the Yeti
Inside Reads: I Love you Yeti Much

Finally my little Guy - the Fox. Not so sure what to name him so I thought I'd ask you. What should Mr. Foxes name be? Does he look like a dog to you? 

Mr. Fox without a name 

Inside Reads: Foxy Mama
I did get a wee carried away with these cards. Now, who will I give them too? My boys are way too sophisticated (old) for valentine's although they don't mind the candy so much. I might just keep them for myself.


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Monday, January 28, 2013

{Writing Promp} Walking In His Shoes

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The following is a post writing with the writing prompt "Walking in his shoes" via Ellen Stumbo's linky. 

My life is filled with stumbling blocks, some I put in my way, others were put there by strangers or family members. The one thing I keep in mind is that nothing matters except for love.

I want to live my life following Jesus. Jesus is Love for me. He walked in love. He cared for everyone even those who spat in his face.

Walking in his shoes would mean that I take my time to live in the moment - to breath in the smiles of every person I pass on the street.

Walking in his shoes means that I will give up selfish gain in order to meet your needs.

Holding on to children and telling the adults who think 'they are in the way' and should be 'quiet' would be me, walking in his shoes.

Touching the untouchables, loving them, caring for them despite my fear and despite my natural tendency to turn away would be walking in his shoes.

I tend to think way too much on ME. I feel like I suffer when in fact I suffer very little if at all.

Walking in Jesus' shoes means being beat up, being lied about, being kicked, teased, disrespected, accused of being a devil and a cheat. It means wearing a crown of thorns and being accused of blasphemy yet loving anyway.

Walking in his shoes means that I will know who I am. I am a child of the living God. Someone who knows her weaknesses, admits to them, and spends the necessary time in prayer seeking the strength to make it through the next moment.

Walking in his shoes means that even though what I have to do is painful and goes against everything I think 'should be' I do it anyway because it is right.

Walking in his shoes means


Doing what it takes

speaking up for those who need it most

loving when I don't feel like it

keeping my tongue when I want to yell and scream

being patient with my son after telling him for the 100th time that it is okay to go
outside that talking with other people isn't as bad as he might think

not thinking negative thoughts about my ability as a parent of a son with Aspergers

not letting exhaustion over separating things so they don't touch because it really stresses him out with a kind and willing heart instead of hidden animosity

not hating myself because I wish he was born differently, 'normal'

not wishing I was dead but rather living each moment with the intention to love each person, each moment, even the imperfect ones

Walking in his shoes means less of me and more of HIM.

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1 John 4: 7-8 NKJV

"Beloved, let us love one another, for love is of God; and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God. He who does not love does not know God, for God is love."

John 13: 34 NKJV

"A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another."

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