<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:49:21.782-08:00</updated><category term='compassion international'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='homeschool'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='chocolate chip pancakes'/><category term='fast'/><category term='SCAD'/><category term='raisins'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='baking'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='ramblings on Psalm 85'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='internet'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='Mayfair Hotel'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='gluten free'/><category term='creme brulee'/><category term='chocolate chips'/><category term='georges in the grove'/><category term='spiritual gifts'/><category term='laundry day'/><category term='children'/><category term='yummy'/><category term='Luke'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='crazy love'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='coconut grove'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='meal'/><category term='camping'/><category term='two chefs'/><category term='arroz con pollo'/><category term='One Child'/><category term='maintaining'/><category term='wi-fi'/><category term='World vision'/><category term='Niagara'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='food'/><category term='Francis Chan'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='delicious'/><category term='eating'/><category term='chocolate souffle'/><category term='Patterns'/><category term='gluten-free'/><category term='urban spoon'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='oatmeal'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='Why God?'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='Fatterday'/><title type='text'>Goodness Gracious</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings and Musings pertaining but not limited to the Stuff of Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-3211294594898741944</id><published>2012-02-02T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T06:33:58.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi there its me Faith!</title><content type='html'>Hi its me, Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I make a lot of junk like jewelry and cards and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, my mom is making me do this and I don't know what to write, so I'll just tell you about what we did this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up, mom was on the computer, being frustrated. I sat down with her, and tried to figure out what she was frustrated about. And I did, because I'm awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was frustrated that she couldn't figure out how to get something on her Pinterest page. She was trying create a board, and she had never done that before. I figured out how to do it, and then we searched around the site for a while. We found Salad in a Jar, and so many other cool things. I was trying to figure out how to sign up, and Mom had to help me with that. I didn't know that it was by invitation only! So she invited me. yay! So ya'll can follow me on Pinterest, too!&lt;a class="pin-it-button" count-layout="horizontal" href="http://pinterest.com/pin/create/button/"&gt;Pin It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you'll have something fun to pin, here's something we found today and loved it! It is some delicious flaky cinnamon biscuits. Gotta try these! &lt;br /&gt;Also, check out mom's pinterest or Flickr. She is doing a scrapbook challenge called LOAD212 (Layout a day). She will post pics later today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write again soon. Mom will make me. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='padding-bottom: 2px; line-height: 0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pinterest.com/pin/192528952789875878/' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/192528952789875878_c7L1z3Zy_c.jpg' border='0' width='560' height ='372'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='float: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px;'&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 10px; color: #76838b;'&gt;Source: &lt;a style='text-decoration: underline; font-size: 10px; color: #76838b;' href='http://www.salad-in-a-jar.com/family-recipes/flaky-biscuits-with-a-million-layers-of-cinnamon#more-9677'&gt;salad-in-a-jar.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a style='text-decoration: underline; font-size: 10px; color: #76838b;' href='http://pinterest.com/madamecasey/' target='_blank'&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a style='text-decoration: underline; color: #76838b;' href='http://pinterest.com' target='_blank'&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://assets.pinterest.com/js/pinit.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-3211294594898741944?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3211294594898741944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/02/hi-there-its-me-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3211294594898741944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3211294594898741944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/02/hi-there-its-me-faith.html' title='Hi there its me Faith!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-3775022714421902762</id><published>2012-01-20T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:47:09.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Help</title><content type='html'>So we recently saw the movie 'The Help' and I just loved it. I know there was some language, but honestly, I think it was appropriate for the situation, and very true to life. My favorite line from the movie was the encouragement that the main character gave to the children: You is KIND, You is SMART, You is important. I want my kids to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this statement that I saw on one of my favorite blogs today:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I blog-lifted it &amp;nbsp;from Lain Ehmann at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.layoutaday.com/"&gt;www.layoutaday.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Lain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.layoutaday.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/kind.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.layoutaday.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/kind.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that just about sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing is for them to be kind. To everyone. All the time. Especially their brothers or sisters. It is easy to be kind to strangers. You only see them for a few minutes. And unless they cut you off in traffic or are rude to you is some way, most people at least tolerate others. And even open the door for you or let you go in front of you in line if you only have one item. But how do we respond to the 'rude' or 'difficult' people? Especially when they'll never know. How do we react when someone cuts us off in traffic or takes that parking spot we have been patiently waiting for?? Or that person on their cell phone who isn't paying attention to the traffic signal? Sometimes I have an easier time with this than at other times. But I try thinking about what they could be dealing with. Maybe they just got bad news. Or maybe they need to get home because their kid has been hurt. I try to offer them the same kindness and courtesy that I want someone to offer me when I do something stupid. Which I do. Regularly. Perhaps that is why I can offer them kindness. I have come to realize that I am so flawed and I think of only myself and how things that other people do affect me way too much. I fail to realize that I am not the center of the universe, and contrary to my thinking, the person did not deliberately try to make me angry or upset. They just did whatever they did without thinking about how that might affect others. Like me. Like I do so much of the time. So I try to offer them the same grace and mercy that I would want them to offer me. Cause next time, it will probably be me doing that aggravating thing that ticks him off and gets on his last nerve. Or maybe I will be ahead of you in the left lane driving 5 miles below the speed limit, talking on my cell phone. And before you get all upset, try to imagine what news I might have just gotten. Maybe none. Maybe I'm just oblivious and obnoxious. But regardless, I need grace and mercy from you. And the other drivers. And when you get zoom around me and cut me off, I will try to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why??? Why be kind??? Because it is the right thing to do?? Well, yes. But its more than that. The Bible says, "we love because he first loved us." If we know how much he gave up for us, how he lived and died for us, and that he did it all because of his great love for us, what other response can we have? It is not a matter of what we should do, but what we are constrained to do because the love of our Savior. It is the LEAST we can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still standing Amazed,&lt;br /&gt;Leslie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-3775022714421902762?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3775022714421902762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3775022714421902762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3775022714421902762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/help.html' title='The Help'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-8949249188558550299</id><published>2012-01-18T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:36:27.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOAD Challenge</title><content type='html'>Don't know why that link didn't publish, but here it is again:&lt;br /&gt;www.layoutaday.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.layoutaday.com/212pp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu293/LainEhmann/LOAD212blue250.jpg" border="0" alt="LOAD212"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still standing Amazed,&lt;br /&gt;Leslie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-8949249188558550299?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8949249188558550299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/load-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/8949249188558550299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/8949249188558550299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/load-challenge.html' title='LOAD Challenge'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-1598089762784862024</id><published>2012-01-18T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:00:08.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Wow! I can't believe I have not blogged in such a long time! It seems impossible that 5 months have passed (well, technically, not 5 months yet, but close) since I last wrote something on here. What a bad blogger I am! But I haven't been without excuse. Here are the top reasons I have been silent: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My oldest daughter, now 28 decided it was time to go back to school and finish her degree that she started 10 years ago. She moved to Savannah in early September to go to the Art school there, and that was a huge adjustment as well as a busy time for the rest of us. And seems like she was home for the weekend for more time than she was at school!! (no school on Fridays made it easy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Homeschooling happened. Even though we did not blog about it, we did it. And did guitar and piano lessons, and history, math, reading, spelling, and more. We took pictures. But they are still on my computer. I will share them soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Thanksgiving. Need I say more??? But I will. #1 daughter finished her first semester Nov. 17 and was home until Jan. 2. Wish I had that long of a break from hard stuff!! But that meant more things to do to add to the list. And food to cook. And laundry to do. Good, but busy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. More travel. We went to Disney with my niece and her family from Ohio. Right after Thanksgiving. So much fun but busy. Pictures to follow....sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Injury. Right after we got back from Disney on December 4, I was using the mandoline to slice some potatoes (you know where this is going, don't you??) and sliced a hunk of my middle finger off, as well as slicing my index finger and my thumb on my RIGHT hand. And I am right handed. It took 3 weeks to fully heal. I really lost some serious time there, because I couldn't type at all for 2 weeks. It is all better now, except it feels really funny....like the nerves are exposed or something. You can't tell by looking at it though. And every day it feels a little better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Christmas parties. Several to host. MOPS here at my house December 12. And our annual Christmas breakfast for our neighbors on Christmas day. That was fun and huge. Thankfully my fingers were healed by then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. New Years and Alicia going back to school. She wanted us to accompany her back to Savannah, but we just couldn't. We didn't have the time that week, so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. More travel. We went to Savannah for MLK holiday. Left last Thursday. Back on Tuesday, late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, finally, without excuse anymore. Except, the real excuse, the real reason is LIFE. It is just so daily. And this blog just seems to go by the wayside. So What I've decided to do is:&lt;br /&gt;Join my friend Lain for her LOAD challenge. This is for scrapbooking, but I am going to use it for blogging my scrapbook pages. I hope that will help me with consistency and with digging into my memories because if I don't share them, who will? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned while teaching literature to my kids is that one reason for reading good books is that the author is the only one with his perspective on the story he is telling. He is truly the only one who can tell that story in his way. And the same thing is true for me. And God has been showing me how he perfectly directed my life to lead me to where I am today. Sure, I've had hard things happen to me. But my perspective in hind sight is so much more than what it was when I was in the throws of the event. So I am the only one who can share that with my family, friends and with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you'll keep reading. I promise I will be a better blogger. It is my commitment to you, and to my family. And to my God. His story is worth telling. And reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join me for the Lay Out A Day challenge (LOAD), I would love it so much. Just click on the link.&lt;a href="http://www.layoutaday.com/212pp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still standing Amazed,&lt;br /&gt;Leslie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-1598089762784862024?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1598089762784862024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/1598089762784862024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/1598089762784862024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-5541809537573975692</id><published>2011-08-30T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:35:31.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They need YOU, not Moses</title><content type='html'>I read a profound blog post on&lt;a href="http://www.incourage.me/"&gt;(in)courage&lt;/a&gt;, on of my favorite blogs that I read daily, and I think it will forever change my life....&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my outlook....&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;It was called "Why Weren't You Moses?". In a nutshell, the author,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://angiesmithonline.com/"&gt;Angie Smith&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was reading a book about St. Francis of Assisi called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chasing-Francis-Pilgrims-Ian-Cron/dp/1576838129/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1314748688&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Chasing Francis: A Pilgrim's Tale&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Ian Morgan Cron. In this post, she eloquently related something simple, yet something so profound: God made us the way we are, to minister to those he has put around us JUST AS WE ARE --- WHO WE ARE RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't need us to change to do the job we are called to do right now. He needs us to depend on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means: My church, my friends, my family ---- they need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT someone I hope to be someday.&lt;br /&gt;Not someone I compare myself to.&lt;br /&gt;Not just anybody.&lt;br /&gt;Not anybody else. JUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE put me THERE, in that position I feel so inadequate to fulfill. In fact, if he would have wanted someone else to live in my shoes, they would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I don't need to compare myself to someone else. Not my best friend, my pastor's wife, or even my husband. I don't need to worry about what I don't have, or feel I have been equipped for, or that someone else could do it better than I can. &amp;nbsp;It also means I don't have to have the most verses memorized, work in children's choir or sing on the worship team if he didn't call me to do it. I don't have to know all the journeys of Paul, or all the Beatitudes in order to serve where I am called. That stuff fills me with pride anyway, and he has to smack me down when that happens. (I don't really have to worry about my pride in the memorization arena. My mind seems to have found the delete button and has started eliminating important information on a regular basis. However, I can still remember all the lyrics to every song from the Mary Poppins movie, as well as a host of other 60's and 70's hits. I guess my brain thinks that is priority information. I don't agree. Remembering where I laid my keys down would be much higher on the totem pole in my estimation. But apparently even though it is my brain, I don't get to choose what it remembers at this stage in life. My theory is that the hard drive space is all filled up, so it has to dump stuff in order to remember new information. Unfortunately, I don't control what it remembers and what it forgets. Where was I anyway??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to do what he tells me to, and be the best ME I can be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me. With all my quirky-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me. With all my insecurities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me. Without fear or judgement of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me. Warts and All.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ME. Just ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Using all I have been given, all I am right this blasted minute to bring all He is to MY little world, while bringing Him all the glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope this stays with me forever. If you want to read the whole post, please go to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://incourage.me/"&gt;incourage.me&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and read the post for August 30. She says it way better than I do. I know you'll be blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incourage.me/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.incourage.me/in-buttons/in-general125x125.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-5541809537573975692?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5541809537573975692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/they-need-you-not-moses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/5541809537573975692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/5541809537573975692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/they-need-you-not-moses.html' title='They need YOU, not Moses'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-1354600588321321990</id><published>2011-08-22T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:53:38.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maintaining'/><title type='text'>content with what I have</title><content type='html'>I have so much stuff. Coming home from a trip always brings that to the forefront. We have to unload into the house, and put everything away. Thats when I realize how much stuff we have. And I am not satisfied. I want the latest gadget, and everything I can afford to make my life easier. The trouble is, there is always something else I think I need. But I am realizing that nothing can give me the contentment that I have in Christ. And the more I have, the more I have to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a friend in Michigan who used to say: "the price of ownership is maintenance." And I am so bogged down right now with maintaining, that I never have time to do the 'fun stuff.' I don't want to make a mess doing something I like, because I will have to clean it up. And cleaning that up on top of all the other things I have to clean up and maintain adds more than I am willing to do. And I have so many things to choose from. Paper crafts, sewing, cooking, writing and other things, that my mind is too cluttered to think of what to do, much less make the mess it requires to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is not even considering the time and energy it requires to maintain all this stuff. I don't want to have people over because I will have to shove all this excess somewhere, or actually find a spot for it and put it away. And I am so tired because I have to maintain so much that I cannot even imagine having new people in my house. And that is not right. We are created for relationships, and I feel I have a real gift for hospitality. But I can't use my gift when there is so much stuff that people can't get in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can I do? Repent. Thats the only solution. What does it mean to repent? Literally it means to turn around. If you find yourself going in the wrong direction, just turn around, ask forgiveness, and begin going in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so convicted and convinced that this is right, that I think it is going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I need to purge and donate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God keeps providing me with places to donate that which I no longer wish to maintain. My clothes, shoes, purses and wearables are going to church. Things that I like the fabric but maybe not the style, if I can, I will repurpose, or recreate into something I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pantry items that are shelf stable will also go to the food pantry at church. There are so many people who can't afford food right now, and I can afford extra. Why do I stockpile food when the Bible clearly states: "give us THIS DAY our daily bread?" A week's worth is what we need. We have 6 people living in our home, but enough food for an army. I need to share when I go to Costco and get 3-6-12 in a pack. I will never miss it, and those who need it will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books are going to the hospital for their library. Homeschool stuff to the 'fire closet' for those who have had an emergency or cannot afford good books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen and misc household items will probably go to Goodwill. Or wherever God leads. But I cannot continue like this. It is driving me crazy not to have room for things. Or time for reading, writing, or playing games with my kids without feeling like I am robbing from my 'free time' for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I need to discipline myself not to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to this lies in being satisfied in Him. I have known for a long time that when I feel sad, I shop. I am like the girl in the movie "confessions of a shopaholic", except my need is not for designer stuff, its just for something pretty, something new to me, and something that fills the void. But it never works. It just creates something for me to have to clean around, clean up or put away. God has been so faithful in this. He has been clearly showing me what it is ok to buy, and what I need to leave behind in the store for someone else. Yes, I said leave behind for someone else. Thats what I am learning: if I buy it, the person who needs it cannot have it. Even if there are 19 of the items on the shelf. If it is not for me, I need to leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, What I have is enough. Too much, even. I cannot play with my kids, make cards for other people, and even enjoy life when it is this cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is preparing me for something. I have no idea what it is, but maybe we will be able to travel spend more time on the road when we do not have all this junk in our lives. Maybe that's not it at all. Maybe it is just to have time to let myself have fun instead of feeling like I need to work all the time. I don't know. But I do know I am excited to do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-1354600588321321990?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1354600588321321990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/content-with-what-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/1354600588321321990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/1354600588321321990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/content-with-what-i-have.html' title='content with what I have'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-3316627769314697605</id><published>2011-07-23T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:04:43.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate chip pancakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oatmeal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten free'/><title type='text'>Yummy Gluten-Free Oatmeal Choco-Chip Pancakes Again</title><content type='html'>Today is Fatterday. This is the one day of the week that Alicia, our oldest daughter, who on every other day carefully watches what she eats, eats whatever she likes. So Saturday, in our family has become Fatterday. Usually we go out to breakfast on Fatterday, but since Faith and I are now gluten-free, it limits our menu selection, and we cannot enjoy pancakes out anymore. So I found this recipe and tried it out on the 'fam' and everyone liked them as well as the whole wheat ones I used to make, so this has become our Fatterday staple. This is basically the same recipe as the other one, just used all oat flour and veggie oil instead. AND, there are pictures this time!! Here is the recipe again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oat Based Pancake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;1 ½ cups oat flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;1 Tbsp plus 1 tsp baking pdr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;¼ Cup oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;¼ tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;2T sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;1 ½ cups milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;½ tsp xanthan gum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;¼ tsp vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;Mix the dry ingredients and then add the wet ingredients. Mix thoroughly. Batter will be a bit lumpy, and very thick. You can add a little milk if you want to have a bit thinner pancake. Drop onto a hot griddle and if you would like, you can sprinkle chocolate chips on the top before you flip them. They will not act like a regular pancake (bubbling around the edges) so you need to watch them. When they are golden brown on the bottom, flip them over, and press them down gently. You may have to flip them again to get them done in the center. This makes about 12- 4" pancakes. We don't even use syrup on them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zERi-eiicyI/TireZs7H1lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/C1dxKe0zGXM/s1600/IMG_0617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zERi-eiicyI/TireZs7H1lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/C1dxKe0zGXM/s320/IMG_0617.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We think they are just about perfect. Only bad thing is that I have to cook them instead of getting to go out to breakfast. But I think it is a fair trade. We have been to the Original Pancake House since they have gluten-free pancakes, but honestly, these are much better. And we don't have to spend the big bucks they charge for their food if I make them at home. If you have a vitamix, even better, since you can just use regular oatmeal and grind it into a fine flour yourself. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJt3zCcp6C4/Tiref1o8vKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hpAmg5r-18U/s1600/IMG_0618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJt3zCcp6C4/Tiref1o8vKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hpAmg5r-18U/s320/IMG_0618.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And, HAPPY FATTERDAY, EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-3316627769314697605?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3316627769314697605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/yummy-gluten-free-oatmeal-choco-chip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3316627769314697605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3316627769314697605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/yummy-gluten-free-oatmeal-choco-chip.html' title='Yummy Gluten-Free Oatmeal Choco-Chip Pancakes Again'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zERi-eiicyI/TireZs7H1lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/C1dxKe0zGXM/s72-c/IMG_0617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-733618390269515990</id><published>2011-07-21T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T20:22:08.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niagara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>O Canada Again</title><content type='html'>We are now in Ohio, but I thought I would share some of what we did while we were visiting our northern neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never been north of the border, you should go. Canada is beautiful, although I must confess that it does look an awful lot like the northern part of our country. Of course, to judge all of the beautiful land that is Canada by the postage stamp sized portion that we saw would not be right. But we did enjoy our visit, and recon that if the rest of Canada is anything like the part that we saw, we could happily live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that 90% of the population of Canada live within 100 miles of the border. I think that must be true, since the Niagara area employs many people due to the tourism of the area. It was a good thing many Canadians call that area home and work there, because there were plenty of tourists there to keep them busy. We really enjoyed meeting and interacting with so many kind, helpful people, and would like to say a huge "thank you" to everyone who helped make our time up north such fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 4 great days there, and here are some of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 started out with a great bike ride from our campground, the beautiful Windmill Point, to the Peace Bridge. Windmill Point was not the closest campground to Niagara, but it was so beautiful, that we were very happy to be there. It was an easy 7 mile ride, and then we turned around and did the 7 miles back. Most of that is right up next to the Niagara River, and it is a gorgeous ride. No commercial buildings, just lovely private homes with a trail practically in their back yards. The trail was paved and mostly flat, going through several parks and a beach area as well as a cute neighborhood that was on road (no trail) but we didn't see any cars so I think it must be very lightly traveled. I didn't take any photos, and I am really sad about that, but I have my memories, and they are most important to me anyway, so there you go. Then we went to the lake at the campground and dinked around there for the rest of the day and enjoyed a campfire that evening. A perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 we went to Fort Erie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKwA2540Bo/Tijn0Gij27I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UAE-tv8LJ3o/s1600/DSC_7589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKwA2540Bo/Tijn0Gij27I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UAE-tv8LJ3o/s320/DSC_7589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFeefAmbSFI/Tijo4fFbtXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-xaPsbczeN4/s1600/DSC_7607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFeefAmbSFI/Tijo4fFbtXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-xaPsbczeN4/s320/DSC_7607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a short distance from the campground, and it was so cool. This location was a pivotal point in the War of 1812, and they have rebuilt the fort much as it would have been then. They had costumed guides as docents, and they told us the history and background of the importance of the Fort in Canadian as well as American history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect homeschool field trip: we all learned so much that it made us want to learn more, AND we had fun at the same time. Who could ask for anything more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner at a local diner, called "Greenacres". The food wasn't great, but it was an adventure, and it wasn't bad either. We found our way back to the campground and turned in early so we could rest up for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (or whenever I get around to it), I will tell you about the rest of our time in the great country to our north: the great country of C-eh?-N-eh?-D-eh? Did you get that? C-A-N-A-D-A!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-733618390269515990?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/733618390269515990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-canada-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/733618390269515990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/733618390269515990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-canada-again.html' title='O Canada Again'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKwA2540Bo/Tijn0Gij27I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UAE-tv8LJ3o/s72-c/DSC_7589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-8401459597445327488</id><published>2011-07-16T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T06:12:28.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wi-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>O Canada!!</title><content type='html'>We have been on the road in our motorhome, affectionately named T.J. now for 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We named it TJ because my nephew Brad, upon seeing it for the first time proclaimed that it was the Taj Mahal, and it was nicer than his house! It isn't the Taj Mahal, but it is nice. And it has air conditioning, and I am camping, but not sleeping on the ground. After all, I am a city girl with a country heart. I don't do sleeping on the ground and this is my idea of "roughing it". Navy Showers in T.J. or showers in a public restroom are about as close to a wilderness experience as I will ever come. Not to say that I don't enjoy the great outdoors. I love to bike, hike and enjoy nature. Just not from a tent. Or a pop-up camper. Been there, done that. And I did love it at the time. But at this stage in my life, this is the only way I want to go. Unless we are going to a lovely Bed and Breakfast. Without the kids. Then I will go by car and enjoy the ride since my hubby doesn't say anything unless spoken to, or he needs me to read him the directions. It's usually a nice ride with me chatting away and him occasionally nodding or commenting politely just so I know he is still listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. This post is supposed to be about our last 10 days. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left our steamy south Florida home on July 6, headed for Savannah, Ga. to tour SCAD with our oldest daughter, Alicia who is going to school there in the fall. It is a beautiful campus, and we are so excited for her to begin her new life there. However, we did not get to enjoy Savannah, because Little Faith had been eaten alive by mosquitoes at a July 4th fireworks party and ended up with an allergic reaction so bad she looked like she had chicken pox and hives all over her arms, and she couldn't be in the heat or it would break out worse and itch like crazy. And if you've ever been to Savannah in July, you know that there is one thing they have no absence of: Heat. So she and her brothers ended up staying in T.J. while Hubby and I toured SCAD with Alicia. I didn't worry, though 'cause the campground had wi-fi and they all have technology tools, so it was all good. Or so I thought. I texted my sons in the afternoon to find out how Faith was doing, only to get a message back saying she was fine, but the internet was down. All day. I smiled to myself, thinking that they needed to "unplug" anyway, and when we arrived back at the park, I spoke to the manager about the situation. Indeed, they had been having trouble with it, but didn't know the extent reached our area and she would call Comcast, but that they had been out fixing the transponder in the front area earlier that day, and gee, she wished she had known 'cause she would have had him check our area when he was here and it would be a week or so before they would be out again. So No Internet. I really didn't mind, but they did! I assured them that the next campground would have it. I mean, what are the chances? We left there on July 9 to our next destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In NC, a lovely campground for 1 night. No internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In southern PA, an interesting campground for 1 night, and "no honey, we don't have cable or internet here. They won't let us. Only for the long-termers". No internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we checked with Windmill Point Campground in Niagara, Canada, our next destination for 4 nights. Internet was important, because we would not have phone service internationally, so in case someone needed to reach us, email was a good option. And usually we use one of our cell phones as our rolling wi-fi hotspot. Not the fastest internet, but internet none the less but since we would have no cell service, that was not an option. &amp;nbsp;Yes, they assured me they have internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I failed to ask the all important question:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;DOES IT WORK&lt;/b&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we arrived, we had trouble logging on. So I went to the office, asking if you need a password or something. I got an interesting story. Apparently they had a storm about a month ago in which their wireless antenna was struck by lightning. For some reason, that affected the wi-fi. No kidding. So now they have limited wi-fi at best, none at worst. Honestly, what are the chances?!? I told the kids that I think Somebody is trying to tell them something. It has become a huge joke. Now they are wondering if the internet is working at my sister's house in Ohio, which will be our home for the next few weeks. I told them that their Uncle Bill couldn't live without the internet. I hope I wasn't lying. It would be funny.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not really. I think they would string me up by my toes if that happened. Actually, if it did, Dad and Uncle Bill would fix it. Cause they are the ones that can't do without it for very long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So a funny thing happened on the way to Canada....we have decided that it must be us. We are just jinxing all the internets everywhere. So watch out when you read this. Yours might be next! I really don't believe in all that, just fun to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was going to write about Canada, and the beauty that is here, but I think I will save that for the next post. And I promise you no more internet glitches.....he he he he......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-8401459597445327488?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8401459597445327488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-canada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/8401459597445327488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/8401459597445327488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-canada.html' title='O Canada!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-547010823780957927</id><published>2011-07-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T19:55:28.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Alicia!!</title><content type='html'>Most people know that I am the mother of 5 wonderful children. And that their ages range from 28 to 10. And that there are 3 girls and 2 boys, and the boys are in the middle, flanked by 2 older sisters and 1 younger, thank God. Cause if they were at the beginning, there would be no girls. And that the reason the girl at the end is a girl is because God loves me and knew that we needed more estrogen, not testosterone in this household. And that I don't think I could have lived through another boy. Especially since the pregnancy was a total shock. I tell everybody that 'she was the best surprise I ever got.' My 50th birthday party was a close 2nd, but that is another story. Today's post is about birthdays. And children. And the wonder of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, my first born turned 28 today. She is a joy, and such a wonderful young woman, and is leaving me in September to pursue a degree in art at SCAD. I am both excited and depressed, so filled with mixed emotions for her. I don't know what I am going to do without her, yet I so can't wait to see her blossom. It has been a long road for her, but she is ready and I am so excited for her to shine and use the talents God has given her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our 4th family birthday this year: Sarah is April, Josiah in May, Sam in June and now Alicia in July. My hubby is August, and then the summer of birthdays is over! Whew! Anyway, since Alicia is going to school at SCAD, she has been pining away for an iMac. So the boys and Faith and I went together and got her a gift card for the Apple store. She was so excited, and wanted to go right to the store and get it. I tried to talk her out of it, since we will be leaving for vacation soon, so she could wait till we get back, but she really wanted to go. So we all got in the car and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the store, the guy who sold me the gift card happened to be working, so he was helping us. My hubby asked me which one I had been looking at, and told the guy to get that one out too!!! I had been pining for the MacBook pro, but really didn't plan to buy it for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. because of the expense. I could get a PC for way less money, and it would do everything I need, and more.&lt;br /&gt;2. because my hubby is a PC man. And I feel like I am abandoning him, since he and Faith are now the only one without Macs. And Faith wants one so bad she can hardly stand it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I just hate to spend that much money on myself, on something I really don't need. Even though every time I turned my computer on, after 10 minutes it would just shut off. I mean, off. No warning, No beep, just off. In the middle of something. ARGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I needed to do something, even though I wasn't sure what. So the kids were pulling for a Mac, trying to convince me that it was so much easier, and that I could do it, but I was scared. Could I learn to use something new? What would I do if I messed something up? So I was just going to wait and see what God brought. And look what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;God showed up and honestly, I think I am going to do fine. I am on it now, and I do think I am going to fall in love with it. In fact, I think I already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Alicia, she was excited to get her new 21" iMac. But I think she was more excited for me than she was for herself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just the kind of girl she is. I can't take any credit. Its just the way she is. And I am so thankful for her and who she is becoming. She is amazing. And I love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Alicia for the incredible woman you have become. I am so proud of you. And thank you God, for all you have done and are doing in her. You are showing me so much of who you are as I learn to love and care for your blessings I call my children. I am so blessed. Today was an amazing reminder of that. And I am so thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-547010823780957927?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/547010823780957927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-alicia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/547010823780957927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/547010823780957927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-alicia.html' title='Happy Birthday, Alicia!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-8757016388292966948</id><published>2011-06-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T17:10:43.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate chip pancakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arroz con pollo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten-free'/><title type='text'>We Made It!!</title><content type='html'>I had no doubts, but we made it! And no one fainted from a lack of food at lunch! I really don't think anyone really missed it either. Except perhaps, Faith, who watched the clock all afternoon, reminding me how many hours until dinner :)&amp;nbsp;Our One meal for One Child was a piece of cake. Not cake, since we were not eating. Perhaps that was not the best metaphor. Anyway, it was easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I promised the kids a big breakfast, and an early delicious dinner. And I don't think they were disappointed. For breakfast we had scrambled eggs with green onions, shallots, and cheese with gluten-free chocolate chip pancakes. I was a bit worried about the pancakes, wondering if everyone would like them, since they were gluten-free, but they were amazing, and the kids didn't even use syrup. They were that good. I wish I had taken photos, but you will just have to take my word for it. They were amazing. I adapted a recipe that I found in a great cookbook, so the recipe that follows at the end of this post is an original!&lt;/blockquote&gt;For dinner, with the help of my great kids, we made Arroz Con Pollo (chicken with yellow rice). It was absolutely amazing. I think it was the best I ever had. I know it was the best I ever made. I used brown rice, so it was healthier that using white rice. I also used carrots, so it had hopefully had a little more vitamins, too. Here's how we did it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JXVelLEihH4/TguzbLKYB9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SIXXztirz7c/s320/arroz+con+pollo+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We used a whole organic chicken,&amp;nbsp;2 Tbsp olive oil, &amp;nbsp;1 1/2 cups&amp;nbsp;brown rice, a can of organic diced tomatoes, 2 carrots, one onion, 6 cloves of garlic, 1 tsp cumin, 1/2 tsp smoked paprika, 3-4 saffron threads,&amp;nbsp;3 Cups hot water and&amp;nbsp;1 Tbsp&amp;nbsp; organic chicken flavor Better than Boullion&amp;nbsp;and some chopped cilantro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1zPSKRMTUQ/Tguze_SgdrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-8CAWhIWUs4/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1zPSKRMTUQ/Tguze_SgdrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-8CAWhIWUs4/s320/arroz+con+pollo+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First, I cut up the chicken. I my oldest son was grossed out when I was cutting it up, and so I didn't figure you all would want to see that! Then I browned the outside of the chicken it the olive oil in my wonderful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All-Clad high sided saute&amp;nbsp;pan I got at HomeGoods for way cheap. Then I removed the chicken from the pan, and added the onion, rough chopped garlic, and rice. We sauteed them for a few minutes, then added the tomatoes, after draining off a little of the juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pn_5gxqHNDg/TguzkAinfeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pwr2tUtX2eE/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pn_5gxqHNDg/TguzkAinfeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pwr2tUtX2eE/s320/arroz+con+pollo+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next we added the water, saffron, cumin, paprika and Broth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddmc336Fuvo/TguznztmPWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/joew0mOuwY4/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddmc336Fuvo/TguznztmPWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/joew0mOuwY4/s320/arroz+con+pollo+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now the carrots and cilantro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aU9QmC6WE7w/TguzqkmZ21I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WkmNHFTi87Y/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aU9QmC6WE7w/TguzqkmZ21I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WkmNHFTi87Y/s320/arroz+con+pollo+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we added the chicken back to the pan, covered, and turned the heat down to simmer and waited while the house smelled so delicious for 40 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVtfK5fx4zc/Tguzv-UIwpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MtzVCO8n8zw/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVtfK5fx4zc/Tguzv-UIwpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MtzVCO8n8zw/s320/arroz+con+pollo+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the time, I took off the lid and turned up the heat a little so the last of the juiciness could evaporate and the rice could fluff up. That took about 5 to 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9wZaC3S7aw/Tguz05yRhCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rTzqvv5Nbn8/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9wZaC3S7aw/Tguz05yRhCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rTzqvv5Nbn8/s320/arroz+con+pollo+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was the best meal we've had in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vso60RQpwIY/Tgu5WkFuVLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LGsE10YB894/s1600/arroz+con+pollo+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vso60RQpwIY/Tgu5WkFuVLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LGsE10YB894/s320/arroz+con+pollo+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I served it with black beans, homemade salsa,&amp;nbsp;and a salad. It was worth skipping a meal for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arroz Con Pollo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 Chicken, cut up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2-3 Tbsp olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 onion, cut into chunks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6 cloves of garlic, roughly chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tsp cumin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 tsp smoked paprika&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 carrots, sliced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 can chopped tomatoes, slightly drained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 1/2 cup brown rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 Tbsp chicken flavor Better than Boullion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 Cups hot water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brown the chicken in the olive oil over medium heat&amp;nbsp;in a high side saute pan, about 10 minutes. Remove chicken, lower heat and add onions and garlic. Saute for a few minutes, then add rice. Saute for a few minutes more, then add the rest of the ingredients except chicken and bring to a boil. Lower heat and put the chicken back on the top. Nestle it snuggly in the pan, and put the lid on. Simmer for 40 minutes, checking periodically so it does not burn on the bottom. After 40 minutes, check rice and liquid level. If it seems too juicy, leave the lid off and simmer for a few more minutes until liquid is absorbed. Serve immediately, and ENJOY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here is the pancake recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gluten-free Chocolate Chip Pancakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cups oat flour (rolled oats that I ground up in the Vitamix)&lt;br /&gt;﻿1/2 cup cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup olive oil (I think you could butter or a different oil if you would like)&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp PLUS 1/2 tsp Baking Powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp honey&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp xanthan gum&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 cup mini chocolate chips (you could use regular choc. chips, or chop them up a bit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the dry ingredients except the choc. chips, and then add all the wet ingredients and mix well. Add chocolate chips. Heat a buttered or oiled griddle or, in my case, cast iron skillet, until a drop of water 'dances' on the surface. Drop by big spoonfuls or ice creme scooper onto hot griddle. Cook over medium heat until browned on one side, then flip and cook on that side until done. Makes about 10 delicious 4" pancakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-8757016388292966948?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8757016388292966948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-made-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/8757016388292966948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/8757016388292966948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-made-it.html' title='We Made It!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JXVelLEihH4/TguzbLKYB9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SIXXztirz7c/s72-c/arroz+con+pollo+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-5158921997416128121</id><published>2011-06-28T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:47:18.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hungry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francis Chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>One Meal for One Child</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday, our Pastor challenged us with a sermon based on Luke 12:32-34, calling it simply, "I'm Rich!" It was a message that was nothing new, but somehow, God used very familiar scripture to illuminate my sin once again. We live in the richest nation the world has ever known. Yet we hoard our resources like no one else. Why? For me, it is because I am selfish and in love with stuff...this world stuff. I use stuff to placate my loneliness, pain and feeling sorry for myself. So I buy myself something and justify that I 'need' it for something, or that since it is on sale, or inexpensive that it is somehow ok for me to have it. Or that I am going to use it for someone else. But God has been teaching me that it is not ok, and that I do not need more stuff. In fact, if I buy something I don't need, someone else who does need it may not be able to get one. And that when I do need something, he will provide it. I do understand that our Father gives good gifts to his children, but I am learning that good gifts are not what I suppose they are. Good gifts are sometimes physical gifts, but the ones I really want are the ones like he really wants to give: Spiritual gifts that I cannot be ready to recieve until I am empty of my self and my desires for anything other than Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say, that our Pastor without knowing it, spoke straight from the Heart of God to my heart Sunday. Basically, he said, in a nutshell to offer all you are and all you have, giving as you have been blessed. I loved the way he explained the verse that says, "where your treasure is, there will your heart be also." He said that&amp;nbsp; your heart will follow your treasure, not the other way around. So we need to store up our treasures in heaven because that is where our heart is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the message, he quoted something from "Crazy Love" by Francis Chan. It was something that had hit me square in the heart when I read Crazy Love last month. He said that people are always saying that if God is such a loving God, why doesn't he do something about the hunger in the world? Then he said that God is probably weeping and looking down saying, "yeah! why don't you do something? You have the world's riches at your disposal. Why don't you do something?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were driving home, I asked the Fam: "what are some practical things we can do to 'do something?'" What can our little family (which isn't so little) do when there are so many needs? Then God struck us with an idea: One meal for One child. We could sacrifice one meal a week to support a hungry child through the One Child program at our church. (want to know about One Child? click &lt;a href="http://ttionline.org/#/other-ministries/one-child"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.)&amp;nbsp; So we are going to skip lunch on Wednesday and give that money to feed and clothe 'one of the least of these'. I got to thinking about this and realized that we eat about 90 meals a month. Most of the world eats less than 30. And our meals are not cheap. We eat good, healthy, mostly organic food. I figure we spend on average, for the 6 of us who all eat like adults, (not including breakfast, which is a cheap meal at about $10.00 unless we eat out, then all bets are off)&amp;nbsp;about $30.00 a meal, especially when we eat out. And we eat out alot. Now for most people, that is a huge amount of money, I know. But that is not the point. The point is what we can do. We decided that our Wednesday lunch could support One Child at $30.00. Thats 4 children that we can support per month! or we could sponsor a national pastor for $100 and still have enough by adding only $10 to support one child. &lt;br /&gt;Then I was thinking: What if everyone embraces this concept? What if every&amp;nbsp;Christ follower in every church&amp;nbsp;would give up&amp;nbsp;one meal a week&amp;nbsp;to support hungry people around the world? We could really do something about hunger. I know some people have medical issues, and other reasons they cannot go without a meal. Some people don't have enough themselves. I am not talking about them. I am talking about people like me, who have more than enough being willing to sacrifice one meal for the One who sacrificed it all for us? Because like he said, "if you do it unto the least of these, you do it unto Me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were worried about being hungry, but I assured you that we will eat a late breakfast, then have an early dinner, and no snacks in between. I let them know that a little hunger wouldn't kill them and that it was good to know what other children must feel all the time. And that the little hunger pains would be nothing compared to what Jesus suffered for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our first Family Fast.&amp;nbsp; One meal for One Child. Could you do the same? Or maybe One Fivebucks for One Child. Or maybe you, like me might not need that new gizmo or book or whatever. Will you join us? What will you sacrifice? How will you make a difference?&amp;nbsp;There are lots of great organizations that would be worthy of your contributions. &lt;a href="http://www.compassioninternational.org/"&gt;http://www.compassioninternational.org/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org/"&gt;World Vision&lt;/a&gt; are two of my favorites. Whatever God leads you to&amp;nbsp;do, do it with joy, as unto Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-5158921997416128121?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5158921997416128121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-meal-for-one-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/5158921997416128121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/5158921997416128121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-meal-for-one-child.html' title='One Meal for One Child'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-2680260247101880451</id><published>2011-06-27T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:01:11.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raisins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oatmeal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate chips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten-free'/><title type='text'>Back to Daily Life</title><content type='html'>Well, today is Monday and that means Laundry Day. I always do my laundry on Monday, and my goal is to get the entire lot of it done and put away. HA! That never happens. Usually it is Tuesday or Wednesday before it makes it to the closets and drawers, if it makes it at all. I always have high hopes of getting some craft time, but unfortunately it never seems to happen the way I'd hoped. Tonight was no exception, but since I haven't posted some of the fun things Faith and I have done recently, I thought I would share some goodies we loved doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today, I am sharing our first attempt at Gluten Free Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmgyZoHgC_g/TglEDLukxRI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pkVZCeVGkQE/s1600/june+25th+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmgyZoHgC_g/TglEDLukxRI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pkVZCeVGkQE/s320/june+25th+047.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have recently discovered that Faith and I are both gluten intolerant. So that has sent me on a search for delicious gluten free recipes. This one for Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies was a home run with everyone, including my non-gluten free family. That says alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAhbi2NypVE/Tgk3nzBg07I/AAAAAAAAADU/CgFi9cQ_QLs/s1600/june+25th+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAhbi2NypVE/Tgk3nzBg07I/AAAAAAAAADU/CgFi9cQ_QLs/s320/june+25th+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For our ingredients, we used old fashioned rolled oats. We ran some in the Vitamix, and ground it into flour using the Dry container. I love my viatmix!! &lt;br /&gt;(Don't have one? check out &lt;a href="http://vitamixlady.com/"&gt;vitamixlady.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my friend Lea Ann's website to get yours!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also used Xanthan Gum, which gives the dough stickyness, like gluten would. Then Yoghurt, butter, baking soda, vanilla, sucanat(which is dehydrated sugar cane), baking powder, salt, grain sweetened mini chocolate chips, and raisins, since we like them in our oatmeal cookies. You could add nuts, but we didn't this time. I think I will try it next time, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bJdzO_HdCXQ/Tgk3-b5JGBI/AAAAAAAAADY/mLjEhaSsOxE/s1600/june+25th+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bJdzO_HdCXQ/Tgk3-b5JGBI/AAAAAAAAADY/mLjEhaSsOxE/s320/june+25th+040.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, you creme the butter and sugar, then add the other ingredients. Lastly, stir in the chocolate chips and raisins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AiFVzMo7ls/Tgk4IIIBkvI/AAAAAAAAADc/xo7XsbesIxs/s1600/june+25th+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AiFVzMo7ls/Tgk4IIIBkvI/AAAAAAAAADc/xo7XsbesIxs/s320/june+25th+041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, drop them in blobs (technical term here) on your silpat or parchment paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr6uap-inTs/Tgk4O23FKfI/AAAAAAAAADg/_CE__poCt_A/s1600/june+25th+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr6uap-inTs/Tgk4O23FKfI/AAAAAAAAADg/_CE__poCt_A/s320/june+25th+042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I used a medium sized cookie scoop to make uniform cookies. I have to make uniform sized cookies, or else somebody gets upset 'cause they got the little one, and somebody else got a bigger one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8UMt7s6suY0/Tgk4Ta25imI/AAAAAAAAADk/ATuloUGirto/s1600/june+25th+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8UMt7s6suY0/Tgk4Ta25imI/AAAAAAAAADk/ATuloUGirto/s320/june+25th+043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here are the uniform cookies. The dough was delicious. Would have liked to put some in a little ice creme. But then I decided it would be better to bake them and put ice creme in between and make a sandwich. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhEtXt6N84Q/Tgk4aRXaGCI/AAAAAAAAADo/kyVthA2DDkE/s1600/june+25th+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhEtXt6N84Q/Tgk4aRXaGCI/AAAAAAAAADo/kyVthA2DDkE/s320/june+25th+044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heres the happy first plate. Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYCh_5Y2hY8/Tgk4gB6IKUI/AAAAAAAAADs/lDnxD7iog8A/s1600/june+25th+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYCh_5Y2hY8/Tgk4gB6IKUI/AAAAAAAAADs/lDnxD7iog8A/s320/june+25th+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They disappeared way too fast. Next time I will make a double batch! And next time will be really soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrHm_fJWceI/Tgk4le4oQtI/AAAAAAAAADw/P8RXyyQi6zg/s1600/june+25th+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrHm_fJWceI/Tgk4le4oQtI/AAAAAAAAADw/P8RXyyQi6zg/s320/june+25th+049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the Peets Coffee mug? Got that on the last California trip. So sad that all we have her is Fivebucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i1D6Vw176xE/Tgk4qxipQHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/g3vYIS_aJiI/s1600/june+25th+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i1D6Vw176xE/Tgk4qxipQHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/g3vYIS_aJiI/s320/june+25th+050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those beautiful little fingers are dipping in a mug of milk, not coffee. Yes, you can use a Peets mug for milk. Especially when Peets coffee is not available. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXTmtWz2fv4/Tgk40g5nJpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AXCe7FktPxM/s1600/june+25th+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXTmtWz2fv4/Tgk40g5nJpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AXCe7FktPxM/s320/june+25th+051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yum Yum. The beautiful face that goes with the fingers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cookies disappeared way faster than the time it took to make them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heres the actual recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 lb. (1/2 cup or 1 stick) butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup sucanat or firmly packed brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 Tbsp. plain yoghurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup oat flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3/4 tsp baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 Tbsp baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 1/2 tsp vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 1/2 tsp xanthan gum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup+ :) chocolate chips (more, more, more!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup raisins (if desired)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degreees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Creme butter and sugar together, then add eggs and mix until lighter and thicker. Add all other ingredients except the chips and raisins. Beat until thick and creamy. Stir in chips and raisins, and drop onto the cookie sheet. Baie for 8 to 9 minutes, until lightly browned. Cool on the cookie sheet for a minute or two, then remove to a rack and let cool completely. Makes about 30 yummy&amp;nbsp;cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://craftomaniac.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f136/butterflygirlms/Request/CraftomaniacMondayButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegirlcreative.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Girl Creative" src="http://i456.photobucket.com/albums/qq286/happielife32/grab_button_150.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skiptomylou.org/" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.skiptomylou.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/button2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.craftskeepmesane.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="Keeping It Simple" src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad206/kaysinerwt/th_DSCF63832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-2680260247101880451?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2680260247101880451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-daily-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/2680260247101880451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/2680260247101880451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-daily-life.html' title='Back to Daily Life'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmgyZoHgC_g/TglEDLukxRI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pkVZCeVGkQE/s72-c/june+25th+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-3005823505699067066</id><published>2011-06-24T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T20:58:23.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two chefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coconut grove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creme brulee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayfair Hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban spoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate souffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='georges in the grove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Vacation!!</title><content type='html'>Well, my honey and I just returned from a 3 night getaway celebrating our 29th anniversary. It was so much fun, and so relaxing to just do nothing for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; We escaped to Miami, actually to the Mayfair Hotel in Coconut Grove. Most of our time was spent wandering around the streets of the Grove, shopping in the quirky little shops and eating. I think we went from one meal to thinking about the next. There are so many great restaurants in Miami that we did not even scratch the surface (or the flat-top). But undaunted by that fact, we gave it a valliant effort. We checked out Urban Spoon's recomendations, and off we went. I won't bore you with all the delicious tidbits, but here are the best meals we had: &lt;br /&gt;For Breakfast: The Grove Spot&lt;br /&gt;We both chose the Kiwi Sampler. It came with 1 Egg, (we chose to have it poached light), homefries, which were flecked with BOTH bacon AND prociutto, as well as sauteed onion and tomato, toast, and an authentic English banger (sausage). All for only $7. I also had the yoghurt and fresh fruit which was a massive bowl that I think I could have gone for a swim in. The yoghurt was a little thin, but tasty just the same. And, how sad for us that, according to the waiter the chef felt like giving us 2 poached eggs instead of one! Lucky us! (I can imagine why two eggs, since you are going to the trouble to boil the water, add the vinegar and mess with poaching, might as well do 4 instead of just 2. Why bother with all that fuss for just two eggs?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lunch: Gardeners Market&lt;br /&gt;What a great little market! Fresh bread, cheese, wine, deli, and a huge salad bar. 4 different kinds of soup. (The carrot bisque was divine!) I had a hard time choosing, but my hubby knew exactly what to order. I eventually decided on the salad bar, fruit and the soup. Don got the Capri sub, on a whole wheat baguette. It had pesto, prociutto, buffalo mozzarella, and thick heirloom tomatoes. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Dinner: It was a toss up between Two Chefs and Georges in the Grove&lt;br /&gt;The reason it was a toss up was because Georges had better appetizers and their dessert was just as good as Two Chefs, but the Meatloaf at Two Chefs won over the lamb shank at Georges. We had Roasted beet with goat cheese at both places, and Georges was better. More beets, better roasting, and&amp;nbsp;better dressing, which gave the whole dish another layer of flavor of&amp;nbsp;buttery deliciousness.&amp;nbsp; Two Chefs crusted and deep-fried the goat cheese, which was totally unnecessary, and a bit disgusting. Made it taste greasy and flat.&lt;br /&gt;We also had the Buffalo Caprese salad at Georges, and other than a couple of the tomato wedges being a little mealy, it was fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;For our entree at Georges, we chose the 3 hour braised lamb shank with white beans. It was seasoned with Garam Masala, which gave it a gingery clove flavor. A little sweetness, but good. It was served with white beans, which for me did nothing to add to or take away from the shank. They were just there. I think a risotto might have been nice instead, but what flavor? Maybe thats why they chose the beans. At Two Chefs I had the Coc au Vin, which was good, but not great. It was served with Potato Croquettes, and they were yummy, but I could only eat one, since they were deep fried and I was saving my fat quota for the dessert.&lt;br /&gt;Don had the Meatloaf served with Horseradish mashed potatoes and prociutto wrapped roasted asparagus. And I thought I should save my fat quota! His was the winning meal of all, because the meatloaf and potatoes were the most delicious things we ate the whole week. Besides dessert, of course. The meatloaf was extrordinary, and I am going to crave that for the rest of my life. I hope they serve that in heaven. And I hope I have 2 tummys. It was that good. &lt;br /&gt;Dessert was equally as good at both restaurants. Two chefs: chocolate souffle, with creme anglais AND chocolate ganache. Don told me that he didn't think you were supposed to eat the creme and the chocolate ganache with a spoon. How else were you supposed to eat it? Perhaps you were suppose to turn it up and drink it? I could have, you know. But I settled for the spoon. I tried to spoon it over my souffle, but the spoon had a mind of its own and kept diverting itself directly into my mouth. Eventually I had to put the spoon down....I had reached my fat quota for the decade. I did decide right then and there that I was going to have to teach Faith how to make the perfect souffle. After I learn how to make them. I cant wait to get started. My fat quota will be getting a workout. So will my muscles, since I dont want to wear the quota around my waist!&lt;br /&gt;Georges had a great Creme Brulee. Little tiny portion, too....NOT! It was served in one of those side dish containers that was twice, maybe three times the size of a ramekin that it is usually served in.That lent itself to hold&amp;nbsp;Lots of nicely browned sugar on top. It was enough for 4 people. Which was nice, since we ate with Dons brother and his wife who live down south. Which made the meal even more delightful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now we are back to reality, and I have lots of posts of projects to put up in the next few days. Hopefully I will get to it soon. In the mean time, stop drooling and go visit one of these fine places. Or find your own and let me know about it! Enable my food addiction!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-3005823505699067066?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3005823505699067066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/vacation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3005823505699067066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3005823505699067066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-3550620214800898425</id><published>2011-06-15T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:57:11.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Yummy Meatballs!</title><content type='html'>I am always amazed how fast the day goes by. Where does the time go?? I have such grand ideas every day, and every day I run out of time before run out of "to do's". Today, I had grand ideas of crafting, sewing and cooking a wonderful meal. But, as usual, life got in the way. The meal I planned was a slow cooked meal, and as the afternoon dwindled away, I knew that was not going to happ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en. So, plan B was what worked, and it was delicious, I must say. Faith was my lovely assistant, and if you do not have one of those, (a lovely assistant) you really should get yourself one. They are wonderful to have, and I think everyone should have at least two. I myself have 5. That way, if one is busy, there is always someone to help me out. &lt;br /&gt;But I digress. I want to share our Lebanese Meatballs. I got the recipe from the Whole Paycheck's (otherwise known as Whole Foods). I love that store! But I usally spend way more there than anywhere else. But I do use their coupons, so I save money, too. Last time I shopped there, to buy the meat for this meal, I saved $37 by printing coupons off their website. I felt like one of those 'extreme couponers'! I won't mention that I spent $400.00! But I digress again. &lt;br /&gt;Back to the Meatballs. They were supposed to be Kababs, but I could only find one of our skewers, and it was starting to rain, so the grill was out of the question, so I pan fried them in my wonderful cast iron skillets. Which is something else everyone should have. I don't know what I did before I got them last summer from my sister. But I digress yet again. I do that alot. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here's what we did:&lt;br /&gt;Lebanese Meatballs&lt;br /&gt;(I did not think they were very lebanese tasting, but they were good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uYjP1m_BSQ/TflYfOR5ZrI/AAAAAAAAACg/9yliCXXWrRo/s1600/wedding%2B367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uYjP1m_BSQ/TflYfOR5ZrI/AAAAAAAAACg/9yliCXXWrRo/s320/wedding%2B367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You will need: Ground Beef (I used grass fed, but any kind will do), an onion, parsley, allspice, cinnamon, cayenne pepper, salt, pepper and olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Tafv53Vf8I/TflVlwGCWyI/AAAAAAAAACI/SubnBFLlzv0/s1600/wedding%2B369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Tafv53Vf8I/TflVlwGCWyI/AAAAAAAAACI/SubnBFLlzv0/s320/wedding%2B369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, we grated the onion into the ground beef. I used 2 lbs of meat&amp;nbsp;and 1 med. onion.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBCCZ5qNnHE/TflVmNn1vNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a_zL5FfJrSM/s1600/wedding%2B370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBCCZ5qNnHE/TflVmNn1vNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a_zL5FfJrSM/s320/wedding%2B370.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we added 4 Tbsp. finely chopped parsley,&amp;nbsp; 1 tsp. allspice and cinnamon, 1/4 tsp cayenne pepper, 3/4 tsp. salt, and about 1/4 tsp. freshly ground pepper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz_5YVqX2Nk/TflZh7-xpLI/AAAAAAAAACw/84HgiFGEAUM/s1600/wedding%2B371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz_5YVqX2Nk/TflZh7-xpLI/AAAAAAAAACw/84HgiFGEAUM/s320/wedding%2B371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The you do the fun part: mixing it all together. We started with the spatula on the left, but quickly realized that the hands would be far more fun. And we had to make meatballs by hand anyway, so we dove in. As we were mushing it all together, Faith said, "we should put some cheese in the middle". I had some feta, so I cut it into cubes and wrapped the meat around it. They were especially delicious! Great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msd5oSvcTGc/TflVmQSzmDI/AAAAAAAAACY/Np0Qd9m5W4U/s1600/wedding%2B376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msd5oSvcTGc/TflVmQSzmDI/AAAAAAAAACY/Np0Qd9m5W4U/s320/wedding%2B376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I sauteed them in olive oil. I know, you are not supposed to overheat olive oil, but I just can't help myself. I love the flavor, and really can't substitute anything for that wonderful flavor.&amp;nbsp; (note the beautiful 6 burner gas stove. I got it when we remodeled the kitchen last year. The top is gas, the oven is electric. I love it!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIDH4Hi1qfM/TflY4fV3BxI/AAAAAAAAACo/FLW2GyyleGM/s1600/wedding%2B379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIDH4Hi1qfM/TflY4fV3BxI/AAAAAAAAACo/FLW2GyyleGM/s320/wedding%2B379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the final product. The ones on the left are the ones with the feta. The others are plain. Everyone agreed the feta ones were the best. Next time I will make them all with the cheese. We served them with a salad and&amp;nbsp;sugar snap peas. &amp;nbsp;Delicious!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Even though my craft and sewing projects still sit undone, I got to spend some fun time in the kitchen with my little Faith, and make a delicious meal for my family. And I feel blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To get the full recipe, here's the link:&lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/recipes/3010"&gt;http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/recipes/3010&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-3550620214800898425?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3550620214800898425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/yummy-meatballs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3550620214800898425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/3550620214800898425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/yummy-meatballs.html' title='Yummy Meatballs!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uYjP1m_BSQ/TflYfOR5ZrI/AAAAAAAAACg/9yliCXXWrRo/s72-c/wedding%2B367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-1805762317982254607</id><published>2011-06-14T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:57:43.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patterns'/><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Today is the beginning of a new Era. I am changing this blog for the better, to include the antics and capers of homeschooling with my darling 10 year old daughter, Faith. I decided to do this for several reasons: My boys have started CollegePlus, a study-at-home-for-the-CLEP-test-and-earn-college-credit program so they don't need as much attention from me. Also, Faith is so into the same messes that I am into, that I thought it would be amazing to teach her writing and journaling through this. Additionally, I am at the age that I forget the little joys, so I wanted to chronicle and share them. This is going to be an educational experience for me as well, since my computer knowledge consists of turning it on and asking my kids how to do something. However I am determined to learn how to attach pictures and do links, and really make this something to smile about. According to the study skills course that my boys are taking for the CollegePlus, I need to learn some new skills and challenge my 50 year old brain so it will make new nuro-connectors and help my memory. Yeah, right. I'm afraid I will just end up frustrated, but since I have someone counting on me, and my hope is not in my ability but in His, I persevere!&lt;br /&gt;It is a great creative outlet, and I am sure that the joy of sharing the gifts God has given will be worth it. Hope you like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-1805762317982254607?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1805762317982254607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-beginnings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/1805762317982254607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/1805762317982254607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-6308642575478947416</id><published>2010-01-08T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:47:15.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 8, New Year Challenge!!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted on this blog since September, basically because I have been posting on my other blog, www.12daysbook.blogspot.com. But, I am going to start, TODAY, with my new years challenge. We will see how long I am able to keep it up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to create something new every day. Not just a blog or something written, although that will be part of it. I want to challenge myself to create a Hand Stampped card every day. Even on the weekends. Can I do it? If I remember! And make it a priority. So later today, I am going to create and post my first card in this challenge. I figure if I write it down and post it for the world to see, I am accountable, even if no one reads this. &lt;br /&gt;SO HERE GOES!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-6308642575478947416?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6308642575478947416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-8-new-year-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/6308642575478947416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/6308642575478947416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-8-new-year-challenge.html' title='January 8, New Year Challenge!!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-4193273699287528412</id><published>2009-09-02T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:53:54.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why God?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Why did He do it?</title><content type='html'>So...I was thinking last night (could be a dangerous thing...me thinking) about why we suffer. That got me thinking about why, if God knows everything, did he create satan? I mean, if he knew that he was going to screw everything up, why didn't God just skip it? Then there would have been no "fall", no sin, no sacrifice of his son, and perfection everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he did it anyway. I kind of imagine him creating lucifer like God spinning him out of light with tears in his eyes and heaviness of heart. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew the temptation that was going to occur in the garden, and what the results would be. He knew that sin would enter his perfect world, and ruin everything. And I am sure it broke his heart knowing that he would have to sacrifice his son to redeem his creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did he do it? He could have just decided to eliminate the problem before it began. That would have secured the eternal perfection and uninterrupted relationship with him forever. Is sin what he wanted for us? Did he revel in the notion that we would have to scrape and struggle to make a life on the earth without his presence? I think NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered this, God showed me that he had a specific purpose in our struggle. He knew exactly what he was doing and chose it because he wanted to prove his love for us. Think about that a moment. Let it wash over you and sink in for a moment. God went ahead and created satan so he could prove his love for us. He let him run with the distruction of the beautiful world he created and let him reak havoc with our lives because He knew WE would need proof of the depth of his great love for us. Proof that included the life and death of his only son. He knew we would not choose to love him if he did prove his love for us first. It would have been indentured servitude. Blind obedience. Not Adoration and unbridled, grateful LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine God, Jesus and the Spirit discussing the matter before creation. Would it be worth it? Some would choose not to believe; not to return to the God who sacrificed everything for them. But some would realize the truth and turn in gratefulness and embrace him with more than everything. Some would struggle and never see their hardships as anything other than horrible and deny his very existance. They would shake their fists and harden their hearts, turning away in disgust; blaming God and never seeing the true cause and greater purpose in their pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some, realizing there is nowhere else to go, would turn their face toward heaven and cry out, "You alone are God! Deliver me from myself! I am tired of doing it my way. Though my situation may not change, I will recieve your love and return to you. Open your arms for me and let me be held in them. " And that changes everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-4193273699287528412?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4193273699287528412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-did-he-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/4193273699287528412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/4193273699287528412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-did-he-do-it.html' title='Why did He do it?'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-7439801561813332486</id><published>2009-08-31T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:11:39.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Book Signing!!</title><content type='html'>More exciting news! We have another book signing!! This one is Dec. 2nd from 5:00-7:00pm at the Barnes and Noble in Boynton Beach!! How awesome is that?? I think Linda and I will be very busy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get schooling with the kids up and running so that we can take December off. Otherwise, this won't work. I feel a bit overwhelmed with my disorganization, and some of that is because I am so tired from waking up so many times during the night. I sure hope all this nutrition stuff works so I can sleep better! Otherwise, I think I am going to have to learn more delegation skills so the kids and Don can take up the slack when I am gone. Right now they just veg when I have to be gone, and when I get back it is total chaos and anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Step one: get healthy so I can sleep. Check. I am on a heart monitor now so I can find the source of whatever is causing it to race at night and wake me up several times. I am seeing a great chiropractor and nutritionist to get my toxic load down and help heal my aches and pains. Oh yeah, and exercise daily.&lt;br /&gt;Step two: Organize the school year. Yuck. I have a new computer program to learn and it is really painful for me to force myself to do it. I would rather just fly by the seat of my pants, but since it is Sams last year I have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Step three: organize the home stuff. Menus, chores, schedule, banking, paperwork. Another yucky job, but somebodys got to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Step four: organize for the trip out west. This one is fun, but time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;Step five: find and contact organizations, magazines, radio and tv stations, churches and bookstores to set up interviews, speaking engagements and signings for the book.&lt;br /&gt;Step six: enjoy the journey!&lt;br /&gt;The book I am reading talks about painting yellow lines around your life so you can accomplish what you need to. I need a 5 gallon bucket to get all this done! But it can be done, and God wants me to do it, so I will. It will take time, but I will get through it and be better for it. I know with a good schedule and plan, I will accomplish more and feel like I accomplish more each day. So I am just going to have to bite off a chunk and do it. I will be a better person because of it. In every day, I am trying to get 1% better......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-7439801561813332486?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7439801561813332486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-book-signing_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/7439801561813332486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/7439801561813332486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-book-signing_31.html' title='Another Book Signing!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-4495083696874111664</id><published>2009-08-31T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:44:45.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another book signing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-4495083696874111664?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4495083696874111664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-book-signing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/4495083696874111664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/4495083696874111664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-book-signing.html' title='Another book signing!!!'/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-823245452938741308</id><published>2009-08-30T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:09:44.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so excited!! We have scheduled our first book signing for "The 12 Days of Christmas"!! It is at the Borders Bookstore in Ft. Lauderdale, Fl on Dec. 12 at 2:00 PM. We also have our first interview on Tuesday, Sept. 1. with the Alumni Director of Palm Beach Atlantic University (of which I am an alumni) for a feature in the Current to be published in October!! Things are beginning to move for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-823245452938741308?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/823245452938741308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-excited-we-have-scheduled-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/823245452938741308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/823245452938741308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-excited-we-have-scheduled-our.html' title=''/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-434015273567526581.post-2227302113387567448</id><published>2009-08-29T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:53:54.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings on Psalm 85'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As I look at my Jasmine vine in my garden, and read Psalm 85, I think of a parallel--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel, God's chosen ones had gone astray. They had wandered from God. They had once again stumbled in their own way and followed their own choices down a weary, well-worn path of sin. David cries out on behalf of his people: 5. "Will you be angry with us always? Will you prolong your wrath to all generations? 6. Won't you revive us again, so your people can rejoice in you?" My jasmine, if left to itself will wander around; it is not a well-trained vine. It grows every which way and looks very scraggly. It can actually do itself and other the other plants around it harm when it trails off. It can starve itself and strangle other plants in the process with its wild runners. My job, as the gardener is to train it and cut off anything I deem as harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, we here in America have gotten a warped view of God. We view him as a power hungry overlord ready to dole out rules and restrictions just because he wants us under his thumb of authority. If we would get back to the point where we realize that he loves us and that we need his ways to keep us from harming ourselves and others, then we could once again enjoy the freedom of Gods' love and blessing. If my jasmine vine got angry when I pruned it and refused to let me train it onto the tree where it is growing, I would have to pull it up and burn it. What is Gods' choice with us? We must turn as Israel did and cry our to him, submit ourselves to his care and allow him to prune and shape us. We should remember that he loves his creation and knows how to care for it best, and love him with all our hearts in response. 8."I listen carefully to what God the LORD is saying, for he speaks peace to the faithful. But let them not return to their foolish ways. Surely his salvation is near to those who fear him, So our land will be filled with his glory."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/434015273567526581-2227302113387567448?l=damazingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2227302113387567448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-i-look-at-my-jasmine-vine-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/2227302113387567448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/434015273567526581/posts/default/2227302113387567448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damazingmama.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-i-look-at-my-jasmine-vine-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>damazingmama and little Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13008783703510356917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
