Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Well, it's not only been 'popping up', it's been 'popping up' everywhere simultaneously. It starts as a small, round, red splotch, which may or may not be itchy, but is usually tender. It then grows at an alarming rate, becoming swollen and painful. Usually, by the time it begins healing, it's huge. The first time it happened, the ER (cuz I was freaking out) diagnosed me with cellulitis and gave me a massive dose of steroids and it was gone in two days. The second time it happened, I went to my regular doctor, who diagnosed it as something completely different and said that it'll appear every now and then and I just have to live with it. But he did add that if it begins happening frequently, to come back and see him.
Well, it's happening frequently, doc. In the past week it's shown up on my left and right arm, my torso, my rear end, my leg, and now my face. My lip and cheeks are so swollen I can barely form a seal and I'm not even sure I can eat or drink anything, yet. It was definitely a God-send that I unexpectedly got today off work, because I don't think they'd want me in there looking and sounding as I do. =(
If you see this post, please say a little prayer that the doctor doesn't treat this flippantly, but tries to find a solution to the problem. Thanks and God bless. =)
Friday, December 25, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
I liked him.
Have a happy Christmas, all!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Oh, and even if you do nothing else today, read the following article about how this is all leading up to a totalitarian global takeover. It is so spot on as to be frightening - in a good way.
From Meccania to Atlantis - Part 13 (2): Harpo, Gekko, Barko, Sarko
Monday, December 21, 2009
And we creep ever closer to insuring the 30 million uninsured Americans at the expense of the other 270,000,000...
Friday, December 18, 2009
I'm in the midst of Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged and I've been blown away by the similarities between her mid-century distopian United States and our bleak-futured, post-millenial one. I'd recommend the book to anyone, but be aware that Ayn Rand was not a Christian, and her worldview reflects this. Also, there is some surprising sexual content (including condoned adultery) which I was not expecting when I picked it up. Despite these two drawbacks, the book paints an excellent picture of where we are headed and what to expect along the way. Honestly, I was quite shocked at how much I myself have bought into the lies of our age, thinking they were promoting the good of the people, when, in reality, they were a detriment to all.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Because it's not like WE'RE IN A RECESSION or anything, right? Where do they even get these numbers from? $100 billion? Clearly, money grows on trees for these people.
This job is pretty much perfect for us. It comes at a time when we've been having some money issues above and beyond what I mentioned before. Both of our cars need parts replaced; EJ's car may be beyond repair and we might have to live as a single-car family for awhile. BUT, that's okay now, because this job is right across the street from our apartment. I can just walk there, rain or shine. God is so good and knows what we need.
Seriously, I just can't say enough how the Lord has been so faithful through this whole ordeal. No matter what's happened so far, Jesus has provided for us so we haven't gone a penny deeper into debt and we even have a little left over.
Sorry, I hope I don't sound like I'm bragging or showing off, I just can't keep in my gratefulness to the Lord.
I'm confused, though, (it's been a while since I've read Revelations) where does it actually say the world will move from many currencies, to a few currencies, to one global currency? Is it a more obscure passage, from which scholars have deduced the world will do so? Is it even in there at all?
Job interview in a few hours. Please, please, please God, don't let me blow it.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
We have quite a few Russian/Ukrainian/Bulgarian members, as well. What about them? What about the lone Egyptian woman? Or those who speak no language but English? Why with all the Greek?
Should I not be questioning this? Is it disrespectful? I don't mean to be, but, honestly, I feel kind of disrespected, being relegated to the secondary church language in my own country...
EDIT: Then again, I could have been raised a Russian on Old Church Slavonic. Maybe I should consider myself lucky I can understand the Liturgy at all...
Monday, December 14, 2009
I suddenly don't feel alone in my desire to shuffle stacks of paper until every piece is perfectly aligned, or make sure whatever I'm reading on a website is perfectly within the top and bottom cutoffs, or silently thinking "B-E-A-UUUUTIFUL" whenever I'm spelling that word. When I was little, I also used to never touch the sides of the bathtub because I thought Guy Smiley - yes, the Sesame Street character - would materialize out of them. Now I know that I'm not the only one. *sniffle* This is such a beautiful day. =)
(Yes, I did think "b-e-a-uuutiful" as I typed it again. =P)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Michelle Duggar, star of the TLC reality show "18 Kids and Counting", has given birth to her 19th child in an emergency C-Section.
New baby, Josie Brooklyn, born Thursday evening, weighs 1 pound 6 ounces and is in stable condition at the neonatal intensive care unit at the University of Arkensas for Medical sciences, TLC reports. ...
Duggar's baby was not due until March, but TLC is reporting that Duggar went into the hospital early suffering pain from a gallstone. People magazine reported Monday that Duggar had been airlifted to a hospital in Little Rock because her gallbladder proeblems were causing contractions.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
For those who, like me, have had trouble in the past, or who have never tried it at all, here are several tips which I discovered are essential for making a decent dumpling.
1.) You do not want a sticky dough. I tried working with a sticky dough at first, only to find that, no matter what I did, my dumplings came out looking like a cross between a Shar-pei and an avocado. So, flour up that dough and make sure it sticks to nothing but itself.
2.) Don't roll the dough out too thinly. I finally found that about an eighth of an inch worked well. Thinner than that, and it might not have enough strength to support the filling.
3.) Don't use too much filling. About a teaspoon, or somewhat less, is perfect for the recipe above.
I also found that rolling out a slightly larger batch of dough all at once and cutting out circles with a biscuit/cookie cutter (or a Jif peanut butter jar lid, as the case may be), was much more expedient and led to much more uniform dumplings than rolling out individual dough balls, as the recipe suggests. Also, one of the comments to the recipe gave a tasty sauce for the dumplings.
So, have a try and keep experimenting until you find what you like!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sure, sure, we've all heard the jokes, the people who mock it as something redneck-y and hick-ish, but, seriously, it's honest money and, for what you have to do, it's pretty good money. Expect an average of $20 each time you go (it fluctuates between $15 and $30, but I don't have the payment schedule on-hand) and you can donate up to twice a week. If you participate in vaccine trials, you could get even more (for instance, volunteer for the anthrax vaccine and it's a $50 flat rate for the next several visits).
EJ bemoans the amount of time it takes up, but he's still happy that, just as well as earning money, we're not out there spending any, either, while we're in the chair.
So yeah, that's my contribution for the day. Enjoy! =)
EDIT: Oh, and expect it to take a bit longer the first time you go (it took me 5 hours, but that was because they forgot about me for 2); you have to get a mini-physical, answer so many questions, and your blood probably won't flow very quickly to begin with, but things move along much more quickly on your return visits.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Armenians Lay Cornerstone for New Church on Jordan River
I noticed that one of my grocery store onions sprouted a nice thick, green stalk yesterday.
Last night saw a storm such as we've not had since high summer - wind, torrents of rain, the works. It also happened to blow one of the smaller-ish containers right in front of our door.
We are broke.
Not being one to turn up my nose at random gifts of nature, said container is now sitting proudly on our other coffee table, onion planted firmly in some left-over potting soil EJ had bought to set his cactus in.
The only thing left now is to see how long it takes me to kill it. =(
1/6/2010 UPDATE: Zee onion, eet grows!!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
I finished the last class of what I hope will be my last college course ever. The only problem is that I've been down this road before, so, until Hillsdale excepts the transfer, I won't hold my breath.
Let me say, I'm much more appreciative of Hillsdale after taking this course. It has deepened my understanding of just how insidious the liberal academic mindset can be and how powerless students are to change things if they're dependent upon their teachers "liking them" to pass the class. Tonight was particularly hard, as my professor went on and on about feminism and imperialism and railed against western civilization for thinking they're better than everyone else. I just sat there and took it - and got heartburn in the process - while he extolled the work of Betty Frieden, calling the home a place of empty depression and heartache (sadly, I was the only one in the class who seemed to know anything about The Feminine Mystique). At least I didn't smile while he mocked 19th century missionaries for thinking Christianity was the "one true path". The truly amazing thing is that he was able to get away with this while Campbell University purports to have a Christian bent.
I seriously felt sick and almost ran out of the room after class was over. And now I feel sick because I was such a coward.
Damn colleges for giving professors the power to arbitrarily decide student's grades. Damn them for giving them tenure. Damn them for allowing this kind of filth to perpetuate.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Okay, okay, bear with me. I've lived in this apartment for almost 8 months now and I've never cleaned under the electric coils of my stove. For serious. I thought it couldn't be done. I grew up with gas stoves and really thought that there was no good way to effectively clean under those darn coils; that the electric coil stove was the worse invention since ... well ... I don't even know.
So today, I finally grew a brain and decided to google it (only took me seven months, right?). Voila! Up pops this article and my world is suddenly so much cleaner! I hadn't a clue that the coils or the drip pans could be removed.
Hahaha. My stress level just went down another notch. =D
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
I'm so thankful for all the changes, both positive and negative, that have shaped me as a Christian and a person this past year. I'm thankful for my handy husband who, just today, fixed my coffeepot after I messed up the wiring. I'm thankful for my tiny apartment that has taught me what I can live in, as well as what I want to live in. I'm thankful for my church and for Father David, who is leading me through catechism (and who is deploying in January for a year; prayers are much appreciated) and for his wife, Maria, who I am proud to call my friend. I'm thankful for family who, though we live hundreds of miles apart, nevertheless keeps in touch and up-to-date with Michigan happenings.
But, of course, I'm most thankful for God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, for remaining unchanged, constant, and faithful through all our petty human whims.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
My question to you is this: Is there any video online that you know of that gives a demonstration of K1 P1? I googled and googled but found only one video with a super fast-paced demonstration that didn't really help.
(I knit English style, just for reference.)
Oh, and that DVD is great, don't get me wrong, it's just not the same as having someone sitting next to you helping you along.
EDIT: Thank you, Sarah. Now, if I could just overcome the fact that I can't count stitches to save my life - but I don't think there's an internet video for that. (>.<)
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Next time, I think I'll go a little easier on the lime juice for the bean dressing - it was delicious, definitely, but a wee bit sour.
The whole dish was extremely filling, something I've been struggling with; I keep wanting to stuff myself - which is bad, obviously, and against the spirit of the Fast. And, too, I haven't been getting enough protein, so this is a good source for that, as well (I think, I hope).
Saturday, November 21, 2009
SmartSource Online Coupons
Money Saving Mom
Friday, November 20, 2009
1) I'm a sinner without much willpower and after several days of vegan munching, I begin to get twitchy and don't feel like myself. Pray that God eventually gives me more strength of will, but I'd rather openly acknowledge one day a week of indulgence, instead of secretly cheating throughout.
2) Fridays have always been "get together" days at our apartment. In fact, I've been fasting on Wednesdays and Thursdays for months now because Fridays were just terrible for me. And my old priest once said not to draw attention to your fasting if you're in the midst of non-orthodox at dinner time - eat the same meal they do - so I simply switched days and it's worked out fine.
That being said, I had quesadillas for lunch today. =)
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I haven't been too strict about it just yet (you may have noticed that my Fasting Lunches haven't been replete with seasonal goods), but, armed with more information, it's a goal to work towards.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Always with the money.
All I really care about in a house is acreage - and that's what's making it so hard. At first, I wanted 5-10 acres, on which to establish my "homestead", but seeing as how that's sadly unrealistic (in so many ways), I was willing to settle for 2, but that has also proven to be out of our reach. I simply won't go below half an acre, so I'm beginning to see that we're going to need a roommate. EJ and I haven't been saving up for a down payment (I know! I know!) and that just makes things royally difficult. However, I think I'd take a roommate and half an acre over apartment living any day.
I hate when reality interposes its ugly nose into my fantasies. Fairies and Unicorns have rights, too!! >=(
Monday, November 16, 2009
- Pita Bread
- My homemade Pizza Sauce (tomato sauce, sugar, oregano, parsley, basil, garlic powder, onion powder)
- chopped green peppers
- chopped onions
- chopped, cooked mushrooms
- chopped black olives
- chopped tomato
- Garlic powder
- Onion powder
- Ground black pepper
I actually left the tomato pieces off until after the pita was warmed. Call me weird, but I love the taste and texture of fresh, cool tomatoes on a hot dish. =)
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
My wedding (2008): Both my courthouse wedding and my "formal" wedding had issues. First, EJ and I didn't bring a proper camera to our last-minute elopement, so we got only two camera-phone pictures of us actually tying the knot - one of which is now lost. Then, because our "formal" wedding was so rushed, no professional photographer could be found. A friend of an uncle said he'd do it, but then never showed. Of course, everyone brought their own cameras, but there were no beautiful professional ones such as those you see displayed all over photography websites.
My mother's wedding (1982): A little while before my mom walked down the isle, she and her photographer found an empty room in which to do the classic "beauty" shots of the bride. After snapping dozens of pictures, it came time for the ceremony to begin - and the photog realized he'd mistakenly left the cap over the lense for the entire shoot.
My grandmother's wedding (1950): My grandfather hired a friend whom he'd met during the war to take the pictures. Little did he know that this friend, in starting up his own business, was nearly destitute and could only afford eight frames. So, eight pictures is all they have of their entire day.
Friday, November 13, 2009
It pains me to see this person, who seems to have no goals or aspirations but to "fit in," make themselves into a carbon copy of some of today's most questionable role models.
Clearly, some prayer is in order.
I could use some prayer right now. Things are pretty tight around here money-wise. EJ's car is dying, my van's windshield will need replacing within the next month or so, I just found out that the minimum payment on my student loans is $115 higher than I thought it'd be (yeah, I'll be calling Hillsdale about that), and there is simply no extra money. We can't cut any of our regular services (cable, cell phones, car insurance) because everything's under contract and the cancellation fees would be more than simply waiting until they expire - so, basically, we're hanging on and praying that we make it till February, when EJ gets a raise.
I'm looking into Child Care licensing. All my other great money-making schemes have pretty much gone the way of the Dodo and, though I don't usually like other people's kids, a need is a need so I'll make it work.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I never get carried away, honest. ^_^
It's hard for me to remember that any home we buy will be a starter home and we may only be there for three years. That, and I, who tend who have a black thumb (seriously, every plant we've had in this house has died. Every. Single. One. I killed a bonsai tree!! How do you freaking kill a tree????) and absolutely no gardening experience, will not be able to have a Barefoot Contessa-style herb garden within the first few years of moving in. *sadpanda* Still, based on what we use the most around here, I think I've narrowed it down to a few things I want to try in the first year: green peppers (we go through those like candy), tomatoes, garlic, onions, potatoes, spinach, basil, and parsley. I don't know how they'll do, but it never hurts to try, right? =)
Saturday, November 7, 2009
I've begun asking for the prayers of St. Sophia and her three daughters, Faith, Hope, and Love for strength to face the inevitable fact I might lose my children to government forces and so this article doesn't upset me so much as it might once have done, praise God. Never lose faith.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I want one. (>.>)
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I can't say I've read everything there is to read on each of these sites, but, from what I have read, it's good stuff.
The blog A Dress a Day comes into play because it introduced me to Out of the Ashes, plus, the author has made a Tetris dress, which automatically settles her firmly into place as "one of the coolest people I don't know".
On a more serious note, today's sermon blew me out of the water. It was one of the most powerful pieces of rhetoric and truth I've ever heard and had me - and I think the priest - almost in tears.
I've no gift for moving people with words, but I'll try to give a straight account of what was taught.
The Gospel reading for today was Mark 5:21-43
(21) When Jesus had crossed over again in the boat to the other side, a large crowd gathered around Him; and so He stayed by the seashore. (22) One of the synagogue officials named Jairus came up, and on seeing Him, fell at His feet (23) and implored Him earnestly, saying, "My little daughter is at the point of death; please come and lay Your hands on her, so that she will get well and live." (24) And He went off with him; and a large crowd was following Him and pressing in on Him.
(25) A woman who had had a hemorrhage for twelve years (26) and had endured much at the hands of many physicians, and had spent all that she had and was not helped at all, but rather had grown worse -- (27) after hearing about Jesus, she came up in the crowd behind Him and touched His cloak. (28) For she thought, "If I just touch His garments, I will get well." (29) Immediately the flow of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her affliction.
(30) Immediately Jesus, perceiving in Himself that the power proceeding from Him had gone forth, turned around in the crowd and said, "Who touched my garments?" (31) And His disciples said to Him, "You see the crowd pressing in on You, and You say, 'Who touched me?'" (32) And He looked around to see the woman who had done this.
(33) But the woman fearing and trembling, aware of what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. (34) And He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace and be healed of your affliction."
(35) While He was still speaking, they came from the house of the synagogue official, saying, "Your daughter has died; why trouble the Teacher anymore?" (36) But Jesus, overhearing what was being spoken, said to the synagogue official, "Do not be afraid any longer, only believe." (37) And He allowed no one to accompany Him, except Peter and James and John the brother of James. (38) They came to the house of the synagogue official; and He saw a commotion, and people loudly weeping and wailing. (29) and entering in, He said to them, "Why make a commotion and weep? The child has not died, but is asleep."
However, the fact that Jairus allowed Jesus still to come into his home, though his daughter was most definitely dead, showed either his desperation or that some remnant of faith did indeed remain. And here Jesus begins to show that it makes little difference to Him whether He heals a person who is sick or resurrects them from the dead.
(40) They began laughing at Him. But putting them all out, He took along the child's father and mother and His own companion, and entered the room where the child was. (41) Taking the child by the hand, He said to her, "Talitha kum!" (which translated means, "Little girl, I say to you, get up!") (42) Immediately the girl got up and began to walk, for she was twelve years old. And immediately they were completely astounded. (43) And He gave them strict orders that no one should know about this, and He said that something should be given her to eat.
Regardless of who we are, there will come a time when we are pressed to our limits, when our prayers seem to fall on deaf ears and we question whether God really cares or is actually there. This time and place is when many people lose their faith. We, like Jairus, cannot see the bigger picture (because of our sinful nature, it is oftentimes only God who can see the bigger picture), but it is there.
I'm afraid to continue, lest I trivialize someone's pain, but this was the message for today: never allow Satan to convince you that God is not there, that He is not listening. He always listens and His compassion is more than we could know. Everyone in today's gospel reading benefitted in the end from Jesus' delay. And though I can't tell you why God doesn't seem to be answering your most fervent, desperate prayers, I do know that He is not ignoring you.
I only pray that, when such a time comes in my own life, I'm able to respond as Jairus did, and not give up hope.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Obama signs "hate-crimes" bill into law
The Senate approved the Matthew Shepard and James Byrd, Jr. Hate Crimes Prevention Act by a vote of 68-29 on Oct. 22 after Democrats strategically attached it to a "must-pass" $680 billion defense appropriations plan.
American Family Association President Tim Wildmon warned that the new law "creates a kind of caste system in law enforcement, where the perverse thing is that people who engage in non-normative sexual behavior will have more legal protection than heterosexuals. This kind of inequality before the law is simply un-American."
Wildmon said the legislation creates possible situations where pastors may be arrested if their sermons on sexuality can be linked in even the remotest way to acts of violence.
Opponents point to cases in Canada and Sweden, where Christians have faced criminal prosecution for preaching that homosexual behavior is a sin.
"ADF has clearly seen the evidence of where 'hate crimes' legislation leads when it has been tried around the world: It paves the way for the criminalization of speech that is not deemed 'politically correct,'" Stanley explained. "'Hate crimes' laws fly in the face of the underlying purpose of the First Amendment, which was designed specifically to protect unpopular speech."
Stanley said such crimes are already punishable under existing federal, state and local laws.
"Bills of this sort are designed to forward a political agenda and silence critics, not combat actual crime," he said. "The bottom line is that we do not need a law that creates second-class victims in America and that gives the government the opportunity to ignore the First Amendment."
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
From my decidedly small understanding of the history of the holiday, it seems that what we call "Halloween" is a distinctly American tradition going all the way back to ... the pilgrims - no further.
Besides, if, as everyone seems to be saying, we should avoid Halloween because it dates back to pre-Christian Celtic society and ohmygoshthatzbad!! then shouldn't we do the same for every Christian holiday? Easter? Why, that's Celtic, too. Christmas? Greek and ... other things. Seriously, every holiday celebrated anywhere and at any time can probably be traced back in some way, whether actually or falsely, to an earlier era with which the celebrants would disagree. The point is, we are here, in the now, we are not then, nor there. We are not ancient Celts, or Greeks, or Babylonians, etc.
There are plenty of other reasons not to celebrate Halloween, so why do we have to make up new ones?
For Immediate Release: October 27, 2009
Aborted fetal material used in anti-wrinkle cream
(Tennessee) Children of God for Life announced today that Neocutis, a bio-pharmaceutical company focused on dermatology and skin care is using aborted fetal cell lines to produce several of their anti-aging skin creams.
“It is absolutely deplorable that Neocutis would resort to exploiting the remains of a deliberately slaughtered baby for nothing other than pure vanity and financial gain,, stated Executive Director Debi Vinnedge. “There is simply no moral justification for this.”
For years Children of God for Life has been a watchdog on pharmaceutical companies using aborted fetal cell lines in medical products and they have received thousands of inquiries from the public on the use of aborted fetal material in cosmetics.
Until now, this was the first time they have encountered any company bold enough to put the information right on their own website and product literature. A quick investigation into the science behind the products revealed the shameless data.
Neocutis’ key ingredient known as “Processed Skin Proteins” was developed at the University of Luasanne from the skin tissue of a 14-week gestation electively-aborted male baby donated by the University Hospital in Switzerland. Subsequently, a working cell bank was established, containing several billion cultured skin cells to produce the human growth factor needed to restore aging skin.
The list of products using the cell line include: Bio-Gel, Journee, Bio-Serum, Prevedem, Bio Restorative Skin Cream and Lumiere. But Vinnedge is calling for a full boycott of all Neocutis products, regardless of their source.
“There is absolutely no reason to use aborted babies for such selfish motives,” Vinnedge said. “It is anti-life, anti-woman and counter-productive as Neocutis is about to find out!”
Children of God for Life is calling on rival cosmetic companies to take advantage of some free advertising by their company.
“We know there are companies using moral sources for collagen and skin proteins. We intend to publicly promote these other cosmetic companies competing with Neocutis that are willing to step forward and contact us.”
Meanwhile Vinnedge advises women who are using Neocutis products to throw them in the garbage and to contact the company to express their concerns.
In addition she advised, “Contact some of these competing companies and ask them to verify their products are morally produced. If they are willing to commit to it in writing, they will get our endorsement.”
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Sunday, October 25, 2009
The committment issues are self-explanatory. It's a big visual change and one that isn't easily undone. It seems, however, that you don't just get dreads in a day, you start them (especially if you're starting with really long hair) and, over time (like, years), they become more and more "dready". So, perhaps, if I don't like them right away, I'll still be able to remove them with slightly more ease than if I'd had them already for years. That could possibly help if I end up having serious dandruff issues, too.
Hmm, seems I just talked my way around both sticking points. To the salon!
"Dry Scalp and Dandruff in Natural Black Hair and Dreadlocks" (I don't have black hair, nor am I African American, but it still seemed a good resource)
"Severe Dandruff Problem"
Thursday, October 22, 2009
*I am not, in any way, trying to mock or degrade the homeowners. These are just my personal thoughts on, and experiences in, a house.
I was taken to a bridal shower last week, kind of against my will. I didn't know the bride, had no connection to her family or herself, and I can confidently say that it was one of the most awkward things I've ever put myself through. (I'm not a social butterfly, so I mostly sat there with a smile pasted on my face, secretly clicking my heels together three times over and over again.)
Through it all, I was given quite a bit of time to study their home, which was beautiful, but strangely laid out. I've made several posts recently in which I stated my love for small houses, but, the more I think about it, the more I realize that it's not just about size of the house, it's about utility, how our homes are used. This particular house was large and quite beautiful on the outside and, having been built to the owners' specifications, I'm sure they were quite happy with it.
However, I just couldn't figure it out: As one walked into the foyer from the front door, a small sitting room appeared off to the left and a formal dining room to the right, but if you simply walked straight, you'd find yourself in another formal living room. Within that living room, yet another tiny sitting area to the left was ensconced within bay windows and seemed to serve as a tiny library. The kitchen off to the right was small and enclosed and didn't match or help the flow of the house. Upon passing through, one found access to the formal dining room as well as a large, pointless, awkward hallway which only led to a bathroom and seemed to enclose the space even more. Beyond the bathroom hallway (seriously, you just walked past it unless you needed the loo) was the entertainment room, housing the television and much more informal-looking and comfortable furniture than the other three sitting areas.
To me, this layout made absolutely no sense. The entertainment room was completely cut off from the rest of the house, the kitchen didn't match, and why on earth would any family need a parlor and a formal living room (hold-overs from the Victorian era) and a separate entertainment area?? Everything seemed boxy and made the house feel much smaller than it really was. To me, it seemed like they just added all these extra rooms because, "that's how it's done - never mind that it doesn't suit our lifestyle."
Granted, as I said, it's not my intention to bash these homeowners. The layout might fit their needs perfectly. I'm thinking about it from my own perspective and how I personally would use the house. I would combine the entertainment and formal living rooms, push the kitchen back a bit and open it up, while knocking out a wall to expose the dining room. The parlor could then serve as a much bigger, cozier library, while the little bay window room could either become a pretty reading or tea/coffee area or, rendered completely pointless, could simply be reduced to bay windows, with perhaps two plush chairs placed in front for a private conversation area. These changes might actually reduce the overall square footage, but it would probably make the house itself feel larger.
Poor layout is the reason many people feel they need to add on to their homes to create more room, when, in reality, many problems could potentially be solved by simply rearranging their existing spaces and making them more functional.*
Okay, my creative juices have been exercised for the day. I'll leave you alone now. =)
*Pretty much paraphrased from The Not So Big House.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I hate bugs, I hate spiders, I hate beetles, I hate anything that's creepy and crawly and isn't a mammal, reptile, or fish, so imagine how I screamed like a little girl when I opened our silverware drawer and found a TWO INCH LONG cockroach hanging out among the serving spoons. EJ came to my rescue and was about to scoop it into a cup to take outside, but, when he turned back to the drawer the roach was gone. Where did it go?? It's still in my house. I don't know if I'm going to be able to sleep tonight, feeling each little twitch as tiny roach legs.
UPDATE: We found it! At least, I hope the one we found was it. Darn buggers all look the same and I can't handle the thought of a roach infestation in this apartment. The thing was big enough to make audible noises as it crawled across a plastic bag laying on the floor (I do keep a clean apartment, I swear. It didn't come visit because we're filthy). EJ smacked it with a fly swatter, which incapacitated it long enough to pop a dish over top and slide a paper plate underneath. We flung it outdoors, but I actually felt kind of bad. The fly swatter broke on of its legs and I would rather have just killed it than let it suffer.
Yes, I do feel bad for things I hate.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I know it's not Christmas yet, but this was just too great to pass up.
** For those of you who haven't discovered Cake Wrecks yet (and I just found it yesterday), it highlights all the disasters of professionally made cakes (defined as cakes for which the decorator was expecting to be paid) - all in good humor, mind you. The above is merely one example among many. I suggest reading from the beginning. =)
Monday, October 12, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
On a slightly different note, I participated in my first Life Chain today. What a rush. The response was mostly positive, although one person did feel the need to shout "retards!" as he drove by. Apt, since, if we'd been diagnosed as mentally handicapped in the womb, we probably would have been aborted. But that was really the only problem. It allowed me to connect with the Right to Life chapter of our state and also get some info on the Crisis Pregnancy center in my city. Hopefully I'll be able to become more involved with either or both before too long.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I kind of embarrassed myself though, because I addressed a question to woman who turned out to be another customer, not an employee. (>.<) She looked knowledgeable!
But I'm happy, because, if I ever have a question about anything, I can just drive to this shop and ask away.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
And I know I've probably said this with every post I've made on the subject, but I'm so glad to finally be putting this all behind me (well ... God willing ... it hasn't actually happened yet). To finally hold that diploma in my hands, slip it into its cover, and then put it on my bookshelf will be HEAVEN. The only thing I'll have to worry about after that is paying my student loan, which is annoying, but, compared to many, fairly reasonable.
And, completely off topic, but when will things cool down around here? It's almost the end of September and, while we did have a week or so of nice weather, it's now back up to the high 80s/low 90s, with close to 100% humidity. UGH!!! Add to that the fact that our air conditioning konked out and can only run for about three hours at a time, with about three hours in between, and we're kind of running around our apartment half-naked, trying to keep cool (oh, was that TMI?). Hmm, I should probably get off before I share more things you don't want to know.
Something must be done.
Since I have no control over the features of my apartment, the only thing I can physically do is make sure the door is locked and my gun is nearby - not very comforting. However, spiritually, I can pray ... and pray and pray and read the Bible and rekindle my relationship with God. Just because I finally got all my icons out of storage and up on the wall doesn't mean they'll magically protect us. So, to start, today I went through and made the sign of the Cross over each area of the apartment, along with the door, and asked God to keep it safe. From now on, I will make an effort to pray before bed and when I wake up, even if it's just a quick prayer before the icons. I can't afford not to.
Ultimately, this isn't just for EJ's and my protection, but for our salvation. God said he will spit the lukewarm out of his mouth - I do not want to be that lukewarm person. Eternal damnation just doesn't sit well with me, if you know what I mean. So, I ask for some of your prayers for help with this. I've never been a very motivated or structured person. Beginning a prayer rule, a real prayer rule, will be difficult; I won't lie. However, I've sit on the sidelines long enough. Pray God He brings me onto the playing field.
Monday, September 21, 2009
No no, not small places as in claustrophobia on an elevator - I hate those - rather small places such as historic English cottages and the cutesy Southern homes I've come to enjoy looking at on my days out. Having lived in a dorm room (one that actually had some character) for two years and now kicking back in our 770 sq ft apartment, I find that I really love the cozy feel of a small place. There's something so homey and inviting about it.
One thing the book emphasized was building smarter. I love how creative you can be (or, more realistically, have to be) in a small place. For instance, if you have a smaller house, you most likely paid less money for it (unless you live in San Fransisco), this means you can put more of your resources into fabulous details, truly making it your own: built ins, cupboard, rope stair rails, anything you can think of, really. And I love the ideas the authoress gives for making the spaces work - such as an "away room" for adults only, which, for me, would mean a library with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, comfy window seats, a few chairs, and no television. That would be my space and EJ could have his longed-for shed out back for a man cave. The children would have to share bedrooms - smaller bedrooms - but that's really no big deal. There's no reason they couldn't have great kiddie spaces within a slightly smaller square footage. =)
I really want to buy a fixer-upper and implement some of the ideas that finally gelled in my mind after reading that book. Unfortunately, I know nothing about remodeling, construction, or ... anything along those lines, so we'll probably have to settle for less than ideal. *sigh*
As usual, when I go off on one of my tangents about how I want to have a homestead, an adorable house with a yellow-and-white kitchen, lots o' kids, etc., EJ's eyes kind of glaze over and I can tell he's thinking I'm totally cracked. However, I think as long as he gets his man cave and a king-size bed, he'll be happy.
Hmm, if I really do want to build smaller, that bed may be the only thing able to fit in our bedroom. But, then again, I suppose that's where the smarter part comes into play. =P
Huzzah! I can finally get this finished and out of the way!Dear Rin,
The course you propose, HST 433 The United States in the 19th Century, worth 3 credits, will fulfill your final 3 hours of required history elective for the Hillsdale history major.
Once you have completed the course, be sure to have an official transcript sent to the Hillsdale College registrar's office so that your work can be counted toward your Hillsdale degree.
Best wishes for good success
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Do We Owe the Poor Our Support?
I've often wondered about how we, as Christians, are to treat those who simply do not want to pick themselves up out of their personal mire.
On the flip side, having worked in an ER and seen all the people who simply use it as their regular provider - many of whom were on Medicaid or some form of Government handouts - regardless of the rooms they took up at the expense of those who actually needed them, and the money and services they used, then refused to pay back (and there are payment options for those who need it, you could have paid as little as $5 a month on your bill and not been turned over to a collection agency), I noticed that most don't even know they're stuck. Mothers give birth to children without fathers, those children are raised to believe they are perpetual victims and society owes them simply for being poor, thus the vicious cycle continues (and I personally have experienced the absolutely devastating effects of drug addiction on a family - what are we to do with the husband who refuses to clean up his act despite the fact he has three children and a wife living in the ghetto?). With that scenario in mind, the question then becomes are we, as Christians, called to break them out of that? Or is that simply another way of phrasing the title of the article?
No matter what, I think CC hit the nail on the head here.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
It's easy to forget (at least it is for me) that David Crockett was not only known for being the backwoods-y type, but was also a well known congressman. This is a wonderful story of how he had some sense knocked into him after letting the powers not appointed him and his colleagues get the better of them all.
This is the last paragraph of the story:
There is one thing now to which I will call your attention. You remember that I proposed to give a week's pay [to help the war widow]. There are in that House many very wealthy men - men who think nothing of spending a week's pay, or a dozen of them for a dinner or a wine party when they have something to accomplish by it. Some of those men made beautiful speeches upon the great debt of gratitude which the country owed the deceased - a debt which could not be paid by money, particularly so insignificant a sum as $10,000, when weighed against the honor of the nation. Yet not one of them responded to my proposition. Money with them is nothing but trash when it is to come out of the people. But it is the one great thing for which most of them are striving and many of them sacrifice honor, integrity, and justice to obtain it. ~ David Crockett
Credit due to Liberty For Kids.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
From FamilyFact.org: Top 10 Research Findings on Daycare and Children's Well-Being
I don't want to teach it to them the way it was taught to me - that is, wait until they're older and give classes on it. I'd really like to just speak it to them from birth. Dad could be the English speaker and mom can be the crazy German lady. That way, if the gub'mint does ever force me to place them in a school building, they might just experience a Sarah Crewe moment with their teachers or administrators (although I hope things don't turn out quite the way they did with Miss Crewe).
We shall see. To the internetz!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
What I really like about the site is that - and I know I'm repeating myself here - the author is a conservative teacher at a public school. *shock*gasp*awe!* I admire his/her efforts. It takes guts to stick to your beliefs in the face of the open hostility fostered by the public school system (being the only Christian among E.J.'s atheist/agnostic group of friends helps me empathize) and the nation wouldn't be in such dire straights right now if there were more people like him/her in our schools. However, the site has doubly reinforced my desire to homeschool, not wanting to put anything more than I have to into such a broken system.
That being said, I have to admit that I don't think the idea behind the technical aspects of our current school system is necessarily bad ("necessary" in the philosophical sense). After all, not everyone can homeschool; it's a blessing when they can, but illiterate Afghani parents who know nothing about the world beyond their village except wars and rumors of wars are not going to be able to provide even a basic education for their children - and, almost by definition, a personal tutor is out of the question. In those cases, I can see merit based schools being set up, in which the same basic architecture as our buildings is used, but children are promoted based on merit rather than age - thus eliminating the need to cater to the lowest common denominator - in fact, I think that is actually the case in parts of Afghanistan. It wouldn't solve all of the problems, of course, but it might provide enough of a foundation to allow some of the next generation to take a more active role in their children's eduction.
Congress Playing with Toymakers' Livelihoods
Thursday, September 10, 2009
From London, comes this report of how common sense governing is good politics. According to the Daily Mail's Robert Hardman: "To the shock and dismay of many local councillors and MPs, most of Westminster and the entire Government," a local mayor "has just become on of the most powerful politicians in Britain."
Why? Well, Mayor Peter Davies of Doncaster, in South Yorkshire, has defunded "Gay pride" festivities ("I don't see why taxpayers should pay to celebrate anyone's sexuality"), ended politically correct non-jobs such as "community cohesion officers" (that would be akin to ACORN on the government dole stateside), got rid of the mayoral limousine, and even cut his own salary from £73,000 to £30,000. He plans to reduce taxes and will scrap Doncaster's "Twin City" links to five cities around the world because it's a program "just for people to fly off and have a binge at the council's expense."
Can we identify - or elect - 50, 25, or even 10 mayors like this in the good old USA? Do you know of any in office now?
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Suddenly, I see a shadow moving on the carpet and my heart jumps into my throat. There is someone in my home. In a panic, I slam the door shut and jump on EJ's side of the bed to warn him -he's not there. My fear-crazed mind, however, can't process this fact so I reach for the shotgun under our bed. I don't know if it's loaded or not; EJ has shown me how to check before, but I can't seem to muster enough strength at the moment to pull back the fore-grip. I pray that it is loaded and settle myself on top of the covers facing the door, shotgun in hand, ready to scare the living almighty out of anyone unlucky enough to walk through it.
Meanwhile, nothing happens, no one bursts in and my panicked mind begins to calm down enough to restart limited functionality. "EJ is not in bed" + "There is someone in the dining room" = "It's probably him out there". However, there is still just enough fear pumping through my veins that I maintain my grip on the shotgun until such time as someone should come through the door, I just don't point muzzle in that direction. I don't have long to wait, thankfully; the door soon opens and there's EJ, cell phone in one hand (from whence came the strange noises I heard earlier), doorknob in the other, standing stock-still as he tries to process the fact that his wife is sitting on the bed with a shotgun at the ready and a crazed look upon her face.
My vision blurs a little in relief and the first thing out of my mouth is, "Don't you ever f***ing do that again!!" What it is he's not supposed to do -walk about it his own home? / try out the new ringtones on his phone? - is never fully clarified, because the first thing out of his bemusedly upturned mouth happens to be, "Is that thing loaded?"
Turns out, no, it never was.
And, with that, my midnight adventure came to an end, I began shaking uncontrollable and EJ had to hold me for a few seconds until I regained my composure. Thank you, Lord, that it turned out the way it did.
The next day, EJ reminded where he keeps the shells and how to properly load the gun. Turns out, it was a good thing he did, because just this morning he left early and I fell back to sleep, not expecting him back for a good while, so when I woke up to someone opening the front door only an hour later, I pulled out the shotgun again (I guess I'm still a bit jumpy) and this time managed to open the chamber and hold a shell over it, ready to drop it in should the need arise.
Yes, it was EJ, and, yes, he was simply home early. >.<
Monday, September 7, 2009
I just can't recommend this movie enough for those mature enough to appreciate it.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
I've changed so much in the past two years. Unbelievable, almost, considering where I came from and where I am now. I went from being the unhappy and unwilling femin-ish, to the legalistic and judgmental "fundamentalist" (I know, that's a loaded term; no offense meant) and now I think I've finally lightened up and have realized there's more to loving God than what I look like on the outside, though that part shouldn't be ignored.
To whit: I want to cut my hair. Like, I want to chop it off Halle Berry style. I am so sick of my über long locks. It just hangs there, frizzy and limp, and I simply want it gone. However, EJ has threatened me with divorce* if I so much as snip a strand with the intent to continue. He loves my long hair and couldn't bear to see it gone. So, this is one area where I submit to him and try to make the best of the situation. I have checked out several hair-styling websites, but I seem to get worse the more often I do a particular style. Any suggestions?
*No, not really, but things would be pretty tense for quite a while if I did disobey him.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
I've been home now for five days - by home, I mean in Michigan with my family. I've tried posting something twice in that time, but, my mom's MacBook froze up on both occasions and I had to restart it. We'll see how this posting goes.
It has been WONDERFUL being back in this state. You don't realize how much you love something until you've left it and come back.
My family is the same as ever, with the exception of a little 13 pound liver-and-white bundle of energy: their most recent acquisition, Lucy the puppy. She is so cute, if a bit bitey.
Alright, now to quickly post this before anything goes wrong. 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... POST!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Congrats to the other winner, Amy, and Orthodox Mom rocks!
Planned Parenthood is a criminal organization that lies to its customers, the state, and to the people at large, facilitates abuse and immoral lifestyles, and, of course, kills babies. Now, what could possibly be wrong with that?
Of course, it was already a known fact that homeschoolers repeatedly outperform their public school counterparts in all areas - by a lot -, the research simply needed to be refreshed for the newer generation.
*With thanks to the ever-controversial Vox Popoli (read at your own risk).
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Oh, what I live with. =P
I, however, made some yummy vegetable pockets out of store-bought crescent dough and chopped vegetable filling, tied together with flavored tomato sauce. I just baked them according to package directions for the dough - they could have been left in for another 5 minutes or so, but they were still good.
Exciting discovery! I found The No-Tofu Vegetarian Cookbook on Amazon. Yay not having to eat soy and soy products!
Okay, okay, it came a few days ago, but this is the first time I've gotten around to telling everyone HOW GREAT IT IS!! This coffee is wonderful!!
I've decided that, because of the cost, I'll use it as a supplement rather than as a regular thing. I'll drink my Eight o' Clock coffee as usual, but when I feel the need to sasify my mornings, I'll dip into the gourmet. =)
Bless those monks for living holy lives and serving up great coffee.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
40 years ago today, we landed on the moon.
56 years ago today, UNICEF was made a permanent world agency. (>.<)
65 years ago today, Count Claus von Stauffenberg, with the help of many others, tried and failed to assassinate Hitler.
83 years ago today, a convention of Methodists officially allowed women to become priests 106 years ago today, Ford Motor Company shipped its first car.
145 years ago today, the Civil War Battle of Peachtree Creek was fought near Atlanta, Georgia.
271 years ago today, the french explorer Pierre Gaultier de Varennes sieur de la Vérendrye reached the western shore of Lake Michigan.
Yep, lotsa stuff happened on this day. =)
EDIT: I just found out it's Anna's birthday today, as well. =)
Friday, July 17, 2009
I can't believe some people still don't know how early the basic life-systems form in an embryo.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
To whit, a potentially inflammatory article: Watch Your Language. Thanks to one of the commentors on Anna's blog.
EDIT: Completely off topic, but Matushka's little girl was born on the feast day of St. Mary of Egypt. It's so neat to think that, while I was sitting in church listening to the amazing story of St. Mary being read, a little baby that I was soon to meet was being born!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I'm still upset at the school as well, but I'm also upset at myself for letting this slip by. I should have caught it.
Seriously, Hillsdale is a good college, better than most, but it is not the savior of the world most conservatives think it is. It has its hypocrisies, its surrenders to the culture, etc, and it spends altogether too much on making itself look good to the outside, rather than making sure its dormitories are up to code. No school is perfect, I just wish I wasn't on the receiving end of one of the things that doesn't make it perfect.
I wouldn't trust sending my children to a government funded college, for sure, but I would also take everything any other college says with a hefty grain of salt.
EDIT: I should say that, if you haven't been reading my blog for long, these thoughts didn't just appear with that email from the registrar's office.