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Your Journey Is Over

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shade tree

You brought joy to my life

You made me feel so loved

We’d spend afternoons together

Walking the raspberries or

The flower beds around the house

Cinnamon rolls were your best

And jams and jellies too

Sitting out under the big shade tree

Watching the birds and kids play

Holidays and birthdays

What ever reason so we could be with you

Trips to town to pick out treats

The kids were wanting to spend

The nights so often

You were my mother-in-law

And the best Grandma too

Only last night in the wee morning

Did I find out that you had a visitor

The angels came for you

And carried you to heaven

My stomach knotted up

And tears began to flow

Spending wee hours in the night

Helping my kids to cope

With their sadness

This is what mothers do

Be their comfy blanket

One to fall back on

This is the way I remember you

A soft place to fall back on

Away from the noise

Only nature and love

Surrounding my memories of you

I shall always remember

Your soft gentle eyes

The way you smiled when I spoke

When I look up into the heavens

I have no doubt that you

And your husband

Will be holding hands

And looking down on us

And smiling now that

You two are back together.

Terry Shepherd

03/16/2013

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~Psalms 23:1-6~

The LORD is my Shepherd, I shall not  want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
Amen.

What is Your Opinon?

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Sweet Valentines Candy

Tomorrow is the big day. A day for sweethearts. Are there other relationships that you can give candy to if you don’t have a sweetheart?

I am considering stopping tomorrow at the store and buying my brother a box of candy. Not one of those mushy heart shaped thingys, but just a nice box. Do you think he would think he would think I was nuts? Or do you think he would just enjoy the sweets?

Give me your thoughts so I don’t make a fool of myself. LOL

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Throw It Together

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finished cabinetI make some weird things to eat now that Al is no longer here. I can not even give them a proper title, as I throw things together until I get it to the look and taste of edible. I thought I would let you know what I just prepared for myself for supper.

I browned a pound of ground turkey. While that was browning I cooked some whole wheat spaghetti. After the spaghetti had been drained, I added the cooked and crumbled meat. To this I added black and green olives, one large jar of spaghetti sauce with mushrooms, some fat-free shredded mozzarella cheese and one can of mushrooms. I mixed all of this and then added pepper, curry, onion flakes, garlic, a little basil and parmesan cheese. I stirred it constantly on low until cheese was melted. I tasted it and didn’t keel over from a bad taste, so this was complete.

I shredded by hand two carrots and a half-head of cabbage. I mixed some dill, celery flakes, paprika, pepper and a touch of dill pickle juice. I added fat-free sour cream and and a very small dash of sugar then  stirred well. This tasted pretty darn tasty.

I took some whole carrots that had the ends snipped off and were cleaned and nuked them for six minutes. Then I added curry, salt and butter. I mixed well with the left-over sour cream. It may not sound delicious, but Al would always ask for seconds on this. The carrots I will save for another meal, probably tomorrow.

I am not a chef but I do a pretty good job at throw-it-together meals with what I can find lying around the kitchen. No dessert, unless I have 1/2 cup of pineapple. This fruit tends to boost my sugars up quickly, so I have to go easy on this and most fruits. Apples are about the only fruit that keeps my sugars level.

Well now you know a little more about me. Just call me the fixer-upper girl. LOL

Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award

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Mama over at http://cookingwithmamamiyuki.wordpress.com has nominated me for this award.sisterhood-award1

Here is what Mama is all about.

Hello, I am Mama Miyuki , I am a mother of a two years old baby who is  very passionate about food  and eating out, and this is what this blog is all about..food..food..food.  I will focus on Indonesian cuisine and favorite international dishes flourishing in Indonesia.

Knowing where to get the best food available and to be able to serve good food to people was serious business for my parents. It is an important part of entertaining families who are dearest to you, and to keep your business partners happy. Every week we would check out restaurants or order to taste and make a list of their specialties and pricing. This habits stayed with me as I enjoy doing it.

I got inspired in writing this blog while doing my TOEFL test. In one of the examination, there was a paragraph saying that  “ the demand for Indonesian food in America was growing but currently there are still very few available restaurants serving it.” ..I said to myself  “Really???” So, during the whole examinations I had all these wild ideas on my mind. The next days I would just cook food, serve it like  it would be served in a restaurant and post it in Facebook without attaching the recipes. I wanted to check the responses from my friends and extended friends. This has been almost for two years that I did it..and now all I hear from them is cook book…cook book!  -Thanks for kicking my ass to do this-

Don’t worry, I never studied hotelier so I will not give you complicated recipes. I call this easy pantsy because it seems so effortless yet it is so tasty. The recipes you will find are recipes from my mom, my mom’s friends, my friends, cook books and internet, of course! In most of the cases, I adjust the ingredients to my taste and try to find the easiest ways to prepare them.


Here are the rules for the award:
1. Provide a link and thank the blogger who nominated you for this award.
2. Answer 10 questions.
3. Nominate 10-12 blogs that you find a joy to read.
4. Provide links to these nominated blogs and kindly let the recipients know that they have been nominated.
5. Include the award logo within your blog post

I am going to pass on the questions as I swear there is nothing more to say about me. LOL

I do want to thank-you Mama for this award.

Nominees are;

Amy@afternoonpopcornsnack
afternoonpopcornsnack.com x

ilovecats
jclsnl.com/yp/index.html x
yornma@yahoo.com

forhisgloryandpraise
forhisgloryandpraise.wordpress.com

Beyond Back Creek
backcreekdesign.com

Candy Candy Wreath

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candy cane wreathI found this recipe for making candy cane wreaths. I thought, I can do this. I think I can. I think I can.

Remember the little engine that tried to get up the hill? It was a story book I was read when I was a tot.

That is the way I felt about this. I have painted ceramics. I have refinished antique furniture. Now, I am trying my hand at crafts. I just had to show you the finished product, because I am just a little proud of what I accomplished. The coolest thing is; it actually looks like a candy cane wreath!!

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Continuing Story Part 38

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Dahlia remained in the hospital for two more days, getting better and stronger. Everyone went back to school and doing what they did best, and in between, went to the hospital to

Dahlia

visit Dahlia.

On the day that Dahlia was to be released, Drake was the one who was there waiting with open arms to walk her to the car and drive her home. All paper work filled out and signed, she was released and Drake and her walked arm in arm out the double doors.

Dahlia blinked several times as her eyes were adjusting to the light that she had not seen for some time. Then she noticed everything around her. Trees, dogs running, people walking to and fro from the parking lot. She was taking everything in and Drake smiled down at her and gave her a big hug and squeeze right there. He did not care who saw this, he was in love.

They walked slowly to the car, letting everything sink in that Dahlia was seeing as if for the first time. Getting into the car, she snuggled close to Drake and they drove home. When they entered the front door, they were welcomed home with cheers and bright home-made banners that said Welcome Home Dahlia. Everyone went to her and hugged her and told her how happy they were to have her back home, and to be able to see, what a miracle God had performed. Rachel led them all to the kitchen, where the girls had baked a welcome home cake and there was iced-tea and punch. They all filled their plates and sat around the table talking about all that had happened the past week.

Then the conversation pointed towards the menu that should have been started a few weeks ago. Dahlia and Drake looked at each other and gave each others hand a squeeze, and Drake commented that he was so happy right now, he didn’t care what they had to eat that day, as long as he was pronounced married. They all laughed but Rachel brought it back to reality and said the guests would be disappointed if they came to a wedding and had nothing to eat, so we need to start planning

It was going to be a small wedding, and held outdoors, and so they were going to have more of a festive buffet style, comfortable and easy. So together with everyone’s talents being included, they decided on ham sandwiches, but on bread with the crust cut off, to make them a bit more festive. Some were going to make salads, including potato salad, a pea salad, and coleslaw. Others were going to make their special deviled eggs. There was going to be fresh strawberries, and slices of watermelon. Sue offered to make her famous whipped salad, that  had pieces of apples, grapes, and pineapple, with tiny nuts, all wrapped around a whipping cream. The neighbor, whose specialty was baking beautiful cakes, had offered to make their wedding cake as a gift. There would be punch with ice-cream floating in it, iced-teas, and coffee served.

Dahlia said that she wanted to speak and everyone hushed for a short time. Dahlia went on to explain how thankful she was for the day that Rachel and Ralph took her in, and helped give her a start of fulfilling her dream of becoming a teacher. She told them all that she felt so close to each of them, and she was so happy she was a part of this family. Dahlia continued to say a big thank-you to each of them for being there with her and for her while she was in the hospital, and everyone smiled as they agreed with all she was saying. Ralph spoke up and said that they were so happy that she was going to be an official part of their family, and that Drake had made an excellent choice. With all of the cheering and thanking and praising God for sight, the welcome home party dwindled down, and they all stood up, with each having their list of duties they would perform for the food at the wedding.

One month to go and the big day would be here. School was starting to wind down with the hard labor of learning and home work. Spring was in the air and trees were starting to show buds on their naked branches. The smell of spring was to be admired by all who walked the sidewalks of town.

Dahlia returned to school and the miracle of Dahlia’s eye sight coming back was the whispers of the school. Each class she went to , everyone clapped and hugged her, and the talk of her was what started each class off.

When she entered the dance class, the teacher was waiting for her as she entered the door. The teacher gave her the biggest hug of all, Dahlia thought. The teacher had tears of joy in her eyes, as she welcomed Dahlia back. Dahlia was able for the first time to see the big dance room, with all the bars and the shiny floor. She was introduced to the student she had been working with , and Dahlia leaned in and gave her a big hug and told her how beautiful she was.

That day flew by and Dahlia felt like she was Cinderella for the entire day. Classes continued and soon one day slipped into the next, and the days ticked by quickly, with school coming closer to an end, graduation coming, and then the wedding.

Exams were starting to be put together by all of the teachers. Students were going into the office to make final plans for further studies or new jobs. Everyone seemed to be in a great humor as one door was beginning to close and another one starting to open.

On weekends, families started going to the parks, picnics were being seen. People could be seen walking more and more as people were coming out of their cocoons of winter.  Dahlia and Drake spent every free moment together. They wrote their wedding vows and practiced saying them to each other, until each of them had them memorized.  The rings were picked up and the flowers were checked on to make sure of the date they would be delivered. Dahlia went into the dress shop and took a last peek at her wedding dress, that was hanging in the back waiting for her to come get it. Drake made sure that his suit was still waiting for him.

One afternoon Drake and Dahlia walked over to the neighbor’s house and checked in to see if all was going as planned with the cake. They were told that it would be a white cake, two tiers high, with lots of red roses surrounding the edges. It sounded beautiful. As they left her house and walked down the street,  Drake stopped Dahlia and took her in his arms and gave her a big kiss. Dahlia  interrupted and said not here, Drake, out in the open for all to see? Drake answered back, he didn’t care, he wanted everyone to know how he felt about her. He hugged her  and kissed her again,  and then let her go and together, the two walked hand in hand back home.

 

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This is Gross or Sick or Stupid!

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Coffee Cup

It is late evening here at our house. Storage Wars is the main topic anymore on the television out here in the living room, where I used to be able to pick and choose what I wanted to watch, but no more.

Al some time back out of the blue started coming out here, instead of hiding in his room to watch television, which was a great miracle for the two of us. I had prayed a long time, that he would come out of isolation and join me, another human in the house, but, I had no idea, I would lose my choice of the boob tube.

Well, time slips by slowly in the evenings, and even though I should not drink coffee too close to bed time, in case I start wetting the bed, hehe. I do drink coffee. I have made just enough for two cups. One directly after stuffing myself with my supper, and one towards bed time.

So now is the time for my last cup, and I nook it and am putting away last dishes that I refuse to place in the dishwasher and I take my hot coffee and get ready to add my cream to it, and I see this tiny dark spot on top. I think, well, a coffee particle is floating on top, so I take my tip of my finger, and quickly insert it into the steaming hot cup of coffee. I do it so quickly, that I don’t have time to let my nervous system  to notice that it was burning the skin!

When I pulled out my finger, like Little Jack Horner, I noticed it was not a coffee particle, because it had eenie tiny wings on it. I sat the coffee cup down, with the aroma filling my nostrils, the steam rising, and my throat waiting to get burnt and quenched at the same time, and I stared at the little snot nose that had somehow slid his sneaky sand particle size body into my cup. I had now nuked the poor sucker.

The problem was it was late, it was the last cup, the last drop of the pot. Was I willing to waste more fresh coffee grounds to make a new pot, or should I ignore this gnat, knowing I have most likely swallowed bigger bugs in my life when I have opened my mouth out side to laugh or sneeze or gasp or eat!!!

I stood looking at the coffee and knew that I had already killed the gnat, killed the germs, and said the hell with it. I added my cream, washed my fingers, and said, bottoms up!!!! Geesh, maybe I should be a star on Fear Factor!

If I am dead in the morning and you do not see any blog postings from me, just check your local newspaper for major break busting news. Woman, from midwest, dies of gnat infestation, choking on a gnat. Size of insect unknown, side effects, unknown, but the gnat’s family did show up to show their sadness.

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