2nd Timothy, Chapter 3, verse 1 through seven

This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.
For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,
Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good,
Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;
Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.
For of this sort are they which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts,
Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.

Wishing this was impressive.

But it's not.

Nothing new is going on around here, I don't even have any funny stories about anything.

I am still searching for a name, one that "sings" as I put it the other night. Whatever.

We have not decided to circumcise the boy or not. This is heavy on my mind.

On the 30th we decide a birthday, but it seems odd, as I have an ultrasound later that afternoon. Something about my fundal height being larger that what it supposed to be. I have big babies, don't we all know this by now?

Vaccinations are in the back of my head, as is the fact half of our family got dropped off the state insurance. I guess we are not a broke as my wallet says we are. That reminds me, I need to call them.

Until later.

Sesame Street Pinball

This brings back some serious memories.

A funk phenomenon

I am in a funk. My mood is swinging and I am tired and hungry for some Chinese food. Good Chinese food, like the kind you get in San Diego in the Asian part of town. The kind that you are not sure exactly what you are eating because the menu is in Cantonese or Japanese, and you are trusting the waitress to bring you something good that doesn't cost over ten dollars. I want the kind of waitress that doesn't even exactly know what you are saying and nods her head just a little too hard to reassure you, dear round eye, that it will indeed be what you want.
In a funk.

A mood for the morning.

I found what I was looking for.

I found it! I want to make these and I don't think it will take to long to complete. What a great idea, huh? I just hope that it works well for us.
Also, I found that there is a place to get what are called "seconds" from a cloth diaper resource. As quoted from another website!

http://www.prodiaper.net"- This is a company that makes diapers and covers
for diaper service companies. You can order at retail on their website. However,
this is my personal favorite place to shop for covers and prefolds because you
can get seconds for a wonderful price. To order seconds, call (360) 699-5403 (in
Washington State) or (800) 397-8594. You can ask for Prorap diaper cover seconds
and for diaper seconds. You will want to c hose 4x6x4 or 4x8x4. I prefer the
4x8x4. These are about $17 per dozen and then shipping is by weight. This is the
best price I've seen. I've been using these diapers for about a year now. I only
have one dozen diapers so I wash them every other day. After a year of use they
still look new!
A word about seconds- supposedly the diaper covers have
slight flaws but I've never been able to find them. The diaper seconds are
actually first quality. The company gets the diapers in huge bales. If a bale
opens and the diapers spill out, those diapers are sold as seconds. There's
nothing at all wrong with them.

Is this just nuts?!

Anyway, the seconds are about half the price and there are no reports that they are not as effective at keeping things in place. Whew! I hope I can get the OK to order some. (Insert plug for Leah's diaper fund! =)

All this nesting is driving me nuts. I really don't need a thing, or do I?

Leah says the darnest things.

No this is not going to be in the third person again, but I said something to someone that I cant believe I said. I was so dumb and I called back to apologise, but I think it will haunt me for the rest of my life. A great lesson learned.

I have not found a name yet, nor am I trying. I have given up and will call him something original like, son. Right.

I did, however, score some wool in the form of a sweaters that I am hoping to turn into diaper covers. I need to find the tutorial about it. I have seen it, I just cant remember where. Of course I was not smart enough to put it in my faves.

Oh, and let me tell you. My love affair with bacon is back.

More adventures in cooking!

I made some pita bread this morning, and it was so yummy I went for it again this evening. I took some pics with my phone, but they turned out bad. You cant tell a thing. So I ditched the photo ops and I will bore you now with the gory details.
First off, I had no olive oil. Shame on me, I know, but I used walnut oil instead. Turned out alright, I must say. It was sort of sweet, in a way. Next, I wanted a toastier finish. I recommend the oven to be set at 450 degrees as 400 stated in the original recipe is not hot enough for me and my taste buds. I think next time I will try the broiler.
They make such a nice pocket when cooled. Enough said.
Do I have some stuffed in my face right now? You bet!
I also recommend doing this in some sort of cooler morning or evening hour, as the oven door is opened and closed many times in the process.
So there it is, my pita bread, via, the Fresh loaf.
Now, how do I get honey and peanut butter off the keyboard?

Still searching for the right one.

Meanwhile back at her house, Leah is still on the hunt for a good name for a boy. She keeps looking and all the names she encounters are Irish meaning little fire. This is unintentional as the mouse is sort of hovering over random names. None the less, little fire is scaring her. Is this babe destined to be a "little fire?" Hope prevails in her mind, surely it cant be. All the rib kicking and acid reflux is just coincidence, right? Leah is convinced this all is in her head, and looking at her empty cup of coffee, wonders if its all a caffeine driven fantasy to begin with.

Tony Perkins Asks Barack Obama: When Does Life Begin?

Getting a bit political is not my style, but it does raise a great question.

I know, I KNOW!!

So, I need to rant. About myself. About the stuff I have in piles in various closets.
Anyone want some misc. baby things that don't really mean anything to me other than space? Johnny jump up anyone? How about a couple of pacifiers, which have never been used. Oh, I know what you need!! A basket, with kitty toys in it! Never mind I have enough kid toys around, but lets add some cat toys!!

Can you see the manic look in my eyes?

Trains, train magazines, and such. A 35mil. camera. Computer stuff and a whole box of tangled wires. Files from when I was 18, a trash bag with un played with toys. From Christmas. An under cabinet light. Sewing material, sewing machine and a slipcover for our couch that has a great un fixable rip. Lets save that! For...just in case. Of what?

OK, I'm done. I need to get back to shoving it back in the closet.

Some random things.

I always forget just how greasy a turkey can be.

I don't like to dust, but I don't mind cleaning my bathroom.

I still yell way too much.

I love peanut butter and chocolate anything.

I am not good at setting things up, I can keep things in their place, just don't ask me to organise it.

I would not eat so much meat if I could help it. I just think it tastes so good!

I can read read a good book in a day, if you give me the chance.

I am a very bad speller who's bad at math.

Taking it easy.

I will be trying to stay away from the computer to get some other chores around the house done this week. I don't want to be overwhelmed when the end of the week comes. I got sick the last time I went crazy cleaning, and I don't really want to do that again.
So needless to say the posts will be few and far between, not that they are close together in the first place. Please pray that I will have patience and be a quiet spirit. Those two things tend to go out the window at the first signs of stress.

Until then, see ya!

A conclusion to the holiday weekend.

I had grand plans for this weekend. I was going to go to see my folks, and Steve's mom. I was going to be swimming and eating, and probably shopping. I had great expectations.
We didnt go anywhere, really, and swimming? I blew up a pool for the kids in the back yard, which by the way, filled up with dirt a couple hours later as a storm blew in. Shopping, well, I bought a couple of overpriced groceries...does that count?
I didn't do ANYTHING I had planned.

A couple of years ago I would have be sulking, and a baby and quite frankly a jerk about the whole thing. But I as of now, I realise that there were things that needed to happen here, things that helped me grow in other ways. There were things that happened that made me joke about making some sort of scrap book because of all the things that "went wrong." Honestly I can say I wouldn't of had my holiday go any different.

A couple of things that stick out in my head are these; My dog got this sore on his face and we were not sure what it was, and, it kept getting bigger and uglier. His arthritis flared and we thought it was over for him. Infection running ramped in his blood, etc, etc. Turns, after a walk in visit to the vet, hes fine. He has a hot spot. Another thing, which was really no biggie, but Olivia bit her lip so badly I was worried about a trip to the er. Poor thing was gushing blood everywhere. It ended up OK, but in the heat of the moment, boy, I was worried. There were no fireworks because it was too windy. The price of groceries were inflated. I didn't need a whole lot of things, but lets say I got upset about the price of a couple potatoes. A couple of other things were not bad or disastrous, but it made for exciting situations.

I didn't do half of what I wanted to, and my house is a disaster. But I wouldn't have things any other way.

I am not quite awake, yet.

I am very groggy today. It shouldn't be from lack of sleep, I got like eight hours. I hope today will be nice.
As I celebrate our Independence today I cant help think of the freedom we have in the Lord.

We are truly free in Him, wither we are a believer or not. We are free to choose to follow Him or not. To obey His commandments or to go other ways. The Bible says in John 14 verse 15 "If ye love me, keep my commandments." As a christian, I love Him and WANT to keep them. I am not always successful, but I am given a choice. Just as a man and woman who love each other want to please and make the other happy, and do things because they love one another. Now, please. The love of the Lord for us is far more, and much more complex than a man and a woman, but that is the easiest way for me think about it. We have freedom in this. He wants us to choose to serve Him.

I have a subscription to netflix and I get those Bible movies that are the adventures of the old testament. I have the story of Moses right now. I am not too happy with all of the film, as somethings are not biblical, but to add drama, but there is enough for me to enjoy the bible being acted out. Something that I cant shake, which I don't mind holding on to, is the fact that the Israelites kept acting like slaves. They didn't know any better. They complained and moaned, and did not trust God. The Lord wanted to teach them that they were indeed free from Egypt and could trust Him to take care of them, instead of Pharaoh. They couldn't understand the concept that they were free to choose the Lord. They made a false idol and worshiped it while Moses was receiving the ten commandments. They complained there was nothing to eat but manna. God provided food daily! They were guided by a pillar of cloud by day, and a pillar of fire by night. Their feet never swelled, and their shoes never wore out. They were led through the sea, and STILL had no faith in the Lord to take care of them. They wanted to murder Moses on many occasions.

I think to myself, what was wrong with these people. They had PROOF! Proof of the Lords work. PHYSICAL TOUCHABLE PROOF!! They still didn't believe. They didn't accept the freedom the Lord offered. Of course there were exceptions, like Joshua and a couple others, but mostly they were moaning and complaining.

I would like to think I am not like them, but human nature is what it is, and I am like the Israelites. I moan and complain about things and am not grateful. I have proof the Lord is real and working, and I still am ungrateful. I am ashamed before you, dear reader, that I am so like the Israelites.

But the Lord is merciful, and I know I can go to Him. He has provided a way for my freedom, through Jesus. I have the power of prayer and the Bible says that "If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land." 2ND Chronicles 7:14. My sin is forgiven. I am truly free. I will hear from heaven. Some versions even say I will give you heaven.

My friend, turn from your wicked ways, and seek His face. He has promised to forgive and to save us. The bible says not one of us will get to God through anyone but Jesus. "Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me" John 14:6 Not by any other way. We are to have faith and be obedient to the Lord. We are commanded to in the Old Testament and provided a way in the new. The bible says those who don't are going to be turned aside. Jesus says "Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven." Matthew 7:21. His grace is sufficient for all. He paid our price of sin and took the punishment. We need to accept, and have faith, and turn from our sin. Follow Jesus, and truly we will be free.

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