Posted in Blessings of Habit, Herbs, Inspiring, Recipes, Who's the mom here?, Wisdom

$aving of the Green – Blog Carnival

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I’ve been writing about saving money (saving resources, saving the ecology, etc.) for years, but all that work is scattered around on this site, and rather hard to find amidst over 700 posts.

Now I’ve been invited to help a fellow blogger create a “carnival” which is basically a collections of bloggers using the same topic. Rather than rewrite so much content, I am creating this list as my entry in her project.

Saving resources in a sort of do-by-self way has been the theme of our great country for many centuries. We were not always motivated by the same exact ethic when we scraped and made do, but we always just could never feel right throwing away perfectly good stuff.

I guess it came too hard. My mom always reminded me of all the starving people in some far-away place. Many of them have since moved here, but still, how cruel to throw away that last bite of food on the plate, when they would do almost anything to obtain it for themselves! Ahem — except work, that is.

Well, and then there are the ones who have managed to get the food off our plates, but that’s another subject.

The facts remain, though. If you own a patch of dirt and some seed, you can eat. If you bother with putting food up in jars, you can save our tin resources. If you eat leftovers you save food. If you grow your own, you save money on groceries.

In other words, whether you save out of poverty, stubbornness, habit, frugality, guilt, or greed, DO join in this grand, centuries-old fad and $AVE something!

Now, enjoy the list, and don’t forget, several others are contributing on other sites you can find here.

That’s all for now. I probably lost some, so let me know if you find them. Thanks.

Posted in Blessings of Habit, Health, Inspiring, Wisdom

7 Ways to Beat that Stale Day

English: Stale water during a drought at Old M...
English: Stale water during a drought at Old Mill Dam at Cedarock Park near Burlington, North Carolina. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Do you ever have stale days at home?

I don’t mean the air in the house is stale, although it may be, and that may even be part of the trouble. No, I mean one of those days when you cannot put your finger on it, but something just seems off. Missing. Sinking.

Stale.

It can be a job hazard for the home-based woman, because it can quickly lead to a small bout of self-pity, which could turn into a medium-sized bout of disappointment, which might even develop into a big case of the blahs. Mullygrubs. Discouragement. Fear. Anger.

Don’t ask me how I know.

But DO ask me what I’ve learned about how to fix it!

I have learned how to fix it.

Many ways.

I learned from watching the animals, from watching other people, and from “watching” (keeping my eyes fixed on) Jesus. (Hebrews 12:1-3)

  1. Catch a few rays. Open the curtains and blinds and let the sun in. I know you don’t want to. But you know the fastest way to get away from anything is to run in the opposite direction, right? Well, when we’re all darkness inside, it’s best to let in some light. In fact, going outdoors is even better, because sunlight gives us vitamin D, which makes us absorb calcium from our diets, which they say is a catalyst for every chemical reaction that is supposed to happen in the body. Often, when we think shopping, gardening, or taking a walk cheers us, it’s largely exposure to daylight that does the trick. Just sitting on the porch in the sunlight for ten or fifteen minutes may be all you need to get more D. To get more calcium. To get more MO.
  2. Breathe. Open a window. If the north wind is blowing, open a south window, turn down the thermostat, and put on a sweater. Allow some fresh air into the house. Lack of oxygen slows the body and the mind. Not hard to grasp that, but usually during extreme hot or cold weather, we hesitate to let oxygen in. Those are the days we think we have cabin fever, spring fever, or just a blue funk. How little we guess we’re oxygen deprived! I wonder how many of us even acquire Alzheimer’s Syndrome from it!
  3. Get a drink. Not that kind of drink. You don’t have to wag water all day, but if you’ll just chug a glass or so, now and then, you would be surprised. It revs your metabolism, dilutes toxins in the blood, and gives the kidneys something to work with. Even your VISION can become clearer right after a big drink of water. Imagine what it does for your thinking.
  4. Sing. Music has charms. We need it. Be sure you sing a happy song, heh heh. If you cannot sing, whistle. If you cannot whistle either, play a CD. Loud. Let happy music take you where you ought to have been. I am amazed at how much more I like everything about my life when I sing or listen to great, uplifting music. And for ages, I was totally unaware of that about myself, until I found a survey asking if I worked better with or without music. I answered “without” and instantly realized I was WRONG. I constantly whistle while I work, something I learned when I was teensy and viewed the premier of Disney‘s Snow White classic cartoon. Yes, I’m old.
  5. Move it. Get up. Tie on some comfy shoes. Get going. Take a walk. Sweep the front sidewalk. Scrub the tub. Pull weeds. Knead some bread. Clean out a closet. Scrub a smudged door. WHATEVER. Just make yourself a bit breathless. It does wonders for the lymph system if you keep it circulating by moving your major muscles. You just feel better when you move more. I’m not a medical professional, but I’ve heard that major movement even can work like a pain-killer.
  6. Combine all the above. Had you noticed? You can do all the first five ways in one 20-30 minute goal by taking a big glug of water and then taking a walk. Too simple.
  7. Bathe. I don’t mean to say you’re dirty, but don’t we always feel better when our hair is clean and our clothing is fresh? Sometimes, that morning can seem to drag on forever, but after a hot shower or soak, we just have more confidence or something. I think I first noticed this, too, as a child, whenever I would be ill. The first day “back to the land of the living” Mom would make us bathe, although we might still feel weak. She would change our bedding then, and we’d go back to recuperation in clean sheets, clean nightie, and clean skin. I was always surprised that such a big effort on the part of my little sicko self could make me feel so much stronger and rest so much better.
  8. Read your Bible. Get one. If you’re not experienced reading the Bible, get one with red letters, and read the red parts first. You’d be surprised. Sometimes I pray this shorty first: “God, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but just tell me something that will fix it, please.” Then I read until it hits me: Oh, what a great truth I forgot! And it ALWAYS hits me, because He is so much more interested in getting me going, than I am.

Okay, there you are. No more excuses. Kick the stale out of your day!

And share with us, PLEASE, what are your tricks for freshening your day? And THANKS!

Posted in Believe it or not!, Inspiring, Scripture, Wisdom

How About the Gift of Peace?

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Serenity

What on earth is peace on earth?

Tranquility?

We write poems about it. Is it calmness?

We take classes to learn it. Is it peacefulness?

We build our houses to achieve it. Is it quietude?

We take vacations to find it elsewhere. Is it stillness?

We even try screaming to see if we can’t get a little of it . . .

. . . “and QUIET!”

Is it composure?

Mellowness?

It’s more than the opposite of war.
Is it coolness?

Poise?

It cannot be bought for any price.
In fact, some of the poorest people possess it.
Some of the richest also possess it, along with some of the saddest and the happiest.
Is it contentment?

It also knows no color, no rank, no age, and no gender.
Is it repose?

It sounds indefinable, but it is not.

It just passes all understanding.

The definition?

Peace is the fruit of intimate communion with Jesus Christ.
Anything else that masquerades as peace is false, will fall, will fail, will fly away.

Facts are: Constantly working hard to capture all the runaway part of your own self-manufactured peace and keep them somehow glued together
is not a very peaceful existence.

Getting the Prince of Peace to do it for you is—mmm—peaceful.
He just gives us peace, His peace.

Of course, such a great gift would be wrapped and need to be unwrapped
before we could use it, right?

The wrapping is Jesus, Himself, and the unwrapping is as easy as letting go—
and as difficult.

Actually, this gift is a trade.
We give up our own peace and trade it to Him for His peace,
as when we trade in a bent and sweaty ticket for the ride, itself.

And He paid for the ticket.

And our hands were what bent and soiled it.

So simple, some people let it insult them.
Some people are so accustomed to a difficult peace
that they disdain something so simple.

Posted in Blessings of Habit, Homemaking, Inspiring, Photos, Wisdom

Be a Gift

one of Joi's doilies
One of Joi’s Doilies

Joi and her husband were poor. He was a sacker in a small grocery while she raised their four children in a two-bedroom house and they both worked on college degrees at the same time.

Although we were good friends, Joi was a constant source of inadequacy in me. Her scratch cooking, home canning, crocheted doilies, and hand-sewn quilts, all worked on my sense of accomplishment. She would even blend soy beans in her blender for soy milk.

And then turned it into ice cream.

How did she always fill the gaps among their possessions with cheer? How did she know all about healthful eating before the age of computers? How did she know about herbal healing before the herbal renaissance? How play piano beautifully? I would never catch up!

The day came when Joi and her husband completed their degrees and moved to the land of employment. I lost touch with her, but not exactly; I still can feel Joi’s cheer in my life.

One time, for my birthday, she brought me a huge surprise. Simple and cherishable, just like Joi, the gift brought me happiness, that day. Enveloped in kitchen linens was an enormous steaming loaf of bread. You’ve never seen one that big. I was so excited. With it was a bag of spinach from her own garden, immaculately cleaned.

What fun we had loving that sweet gift to pieces, literally! These delicious additions to my birthday supper may seem like an odd gift to you, but Joi knew what it would mean to us, and we saw the love in it.

If I had washed and washed a big bag of spinach and then given it away I’d be missing it. But Joi just smiled her cheery best. If I’d had the aromas of homemade bread floating through my house, for naught, if I’d known that bread was going to someone else’s house, I’d have handed it over very longingly, not cheerily like Joi.

In a way, you could say Joi was the gift.

Posted in Herbs, Recipes

Announcing Another New Page – Recipes!

Cookbook

Okay.

I know this site is a mix.

But so is home life.

One minute you’re mopping the face of a heart-broken pre-schooler
while dispensing wisdom about overcoming heartbreak.

The next minute, supper is due.

Or past due.

You come here for help and encouragement about the home.

Me, too, sometimes.

And if I am not feeding a soul, I am feeding a tummy.

Or 17 tummies.

And looking for that recipe.

Or wishing for a new recipe.

When one of my own recipe cards is lost, I come here, myself.

Really!

I need that recipe!

When you need a recipe,

or a boot in the motivator,

or you just want to think about food,

COME HERE!

 And have fun.

P.S. I know I have not found all the recipes I’ve posted at Home’s Cool, and need to search for more. They’re tucked into all sorts of places, kinda like at my house. If you find one somewhere, here, and it’s not on the new page, let me know, please. I’ll send you a yum recipe of your choice from my private stash as a reward.

Posted in Guest Post, Home School, Inspiring, Wisdom

Guest Post: The 20,000th Visitor!

Cristina from The Homeschool Mom Blog  left a “like” here, yesterday, and started the bells ringing and whistles blowing, as she was our 20,000th visitor.

I am sure she felt surprised, as I was not certain if, or how, I should commemorate this fact, or even if I might not wait all day for one more visitor and have her arrive tomorrow. So I hadn’t announced or warned anyone about it.

However, as the morning progressed I felt more sure, and DID manage to catch that tiny click that started it all.

Since Cristina is a home-educating mom, I asked her if there were anything she might like to write for us, here. Her answer?

“What don’t I like to write about!”

Without further introduction, here is her fine essay:

The Pathway Home

When we first delved into the fascinating world of marriage, I soaked up every book I could get my hands on. I read about how relationships ought to work, how I could do this better and that better, and what was best for our children.

It didn’t take me long to realize I was getting overwhelmed. Whose advice should I take? Did I need to use this method of education or that? What type of routine did I need to be on?

The Lord very clearly spoke to me with this important thought, “You only need to follow Me.” I didn’t need to worry about what other people were doing. I only needed to focus on the path He was setting before us and then follow it.

Narrow path to the right way

For us, our path led home.

In our home, we homeschool. Keeping our children at home isn’t about being scared of public school, it is about the building of our relationships and keeping our family centered.

In our home we cook. It isn’t just about eating healthier, it is about creating memories and bonds that will remind our children of where they came from.

In our home we work. My husband is self-employed and is here as often as possible. It is frequently challenging, but the rewards of being together are worth it. Our children will always remember their pop being around.

In our home we disciple. The morals of our children should first and foremost come from us. We are responsible for teaching our children about God, not someone else. The training of our children needs to start with us.

The center of all we do revolves around our home and the center of our home revolves around our saving faith in God.

Our home may not look like anyone else’s, but it shouldn’t. Our home may not be someone else’s ideal, but it is God’s ideal for us.

Our home may not be perfect, but it’s ours and after all . . . Home’s Cool!

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Thanks, Cristina, for these encouraging words! I know they will find ready hearts among readers.

Everyone go visit her site and thank her for this great post! 🙂

Posted in Coffee-ism, Inspiring, Wisdom

Meet a New Coffee-Loving Friend Today

English: Making of Latte art of cappuccino on ...
Making of Latte art of cappuccino on Coffee Right in Brno, Czech Republic. Výroba Latté artu na Cappuccinu na Coffee Right v Brně.

Just met a new blogger, a young missionary in Czech Republic. So far, what he has written is great reading. Thought you’d enjoy taking a peek and wishing him well. Here he is:

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Divine Addiction

I don’t think it’s a very big secret that I love coffee.

Like for real, I have a serious love affair with caffeinated beverages, hot or cold. Whenever I go into a coffee shop, I have a routine.

I myself am a barista, so I already know the best way to prepare these beverages, but I must decide what the flavor combination will be, so I stare at the board, pretending to make a decision based off of what I see there, but what I am really doing is having a discussion with my taste buds and trying to negotiate a compromise between their opposing demands.

Finally, when we all come to a conclusion, I then scan the pastries to decide what would best go with that drink. (The pastries I see may or may not affect the treaty that my taste buds and I have signed.) Once that has all happened, I lay this request at the mercy of the barista behind the register, pay for my order (including a tip; if you want a good drink, you MUST tip) and then find the place that I want to hunker down and celebrate this magnificent creation I am about to receive.

Crazy, right?

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Okay, friends, GO HERE to read the rest of this great post all the way from Czech Republic. You’ll like it, I think.