Happy Thanksgiving!! (Part 2)

So...That was the recipe...Now it's time for the update. So I recently was brave and dyed my hair...(For the first time mind you) And it turned out really, really cool...I'm not going to say how or what it looks like in case I actually run into you and you get to see it for yourself. But suffice it to say that I'm pleasantly happy with it...And love it...(as much as anyone can love their hair color...)

I'm off of work for the next two weeks whilst my left hand heals up. Originally, we thought it was a sprain, but with all the wyrd stuff that my hand's been doing...Now, I'm not so sure. I'm gonna have a friend look at it and then decide if I should re-visit the doctor (not the one I originally saw..that was a fiasco and I don't want to repeat the experience) and see about getting some x-rays. So, while I'm happy about not working...(Hey, you would be too!! I've got tons of homework and projects to spend the next couple of weeks on and now I have the time to actually DO them!!) I'm not happy about the circumstances that brought it about.

And, can I say on a side note, that it's really, really difficult to post and type one-handed??!! I never really realized how much I use my left hand until I stopped being allowed to use it!! It's aweful! And everyone breathes down my neck: "DON'T USE YOUR LEFT HAND OR I'LL TIE YOUR ARM BEHIND YOUR BACK...Or something....!" *Ominous music plays*

But seriously, all in good fun, that whole "You never know what you've got till it's gone" thing totally applies!! And, since this whole experience has amused me to the point of absurdity, I thought I'd "pass it along." So, in all seriousness... Happy Thanksgiving!!

Happy Thanksgiving!! (Part 1)

So this year, I decided to post a recipe. It's not exactly something that I regularly do...(And we don't normally make it for Thanksgiving - The reason for that being that we don't write down our recipes - but I thought it'd be nice to give you a recipe and then update about meonsie.)

So...The recipe!! It's a dessert: which means yay sugar! And it's totally gluten free!! So people like me can eat to our hearts content without worrying about dying later...(And I mean it literally)

Baked Pears
- serves 8

8 while pears
1/2 cup lemon juice
1 cup red wine (I don't personally use this)
1/2 cup honey or maple syrup (or sucanat - which is what I use)
1/2 cup sweet cream (optional)

Combine lemon juice, wine and honey or syrup in a small pan. Bring to a simmer. Peel pears and core from the bottom end. Set on sides in a buttered pyrex dish and pour the wine mixture over them. Bake at 350 degrees for about 1/2 hour, turning and basting frequently. Carefully remove pears to a bowl and chill well. Meanwhile, pour syrup into a small saucepan and boil down until it thicken. Let cool.

To serve, place pears on individual plates and spoon sauce over.

Believe Again

So here I am going through a rough patch. And I keep telling myself...I'll pray tomorrow. Or, God knows, so why isn't He doing anything. Or just little things like that where my faith and my hope are/have been slowly dwindling down. And I've just let myself get whittled down to a pretty vulnerable position spiritually and all I keep thinking about is...Man, how can I know if where I'm being led is God? I know He has things planned for me, and I keep telling myself that He wants good for me and that it isn't just a pat answer. But it just keeps running together in my mind.

I feel like I'm just kinda floating around waiting for something. And like I've got any clue what that something is. It's like the more pain I get into, or have, the more I pull away from God. And it's not like I don't know that that isn't the right response. But that's what I do to everyone...And anyone who knows me, well anyone who knows me well, will agree with that statement. I'm walking a path blindfolded and I keep asking myself "Why?"

So I've kind of come to this point where I realize, or am realizing, that sometimes faith and hope and all that "stuff" is more of a decision than an actual belief. I read an article (and I'll post the part that matters) and heard a song (I'll post the lyrics) and it just kinda made me cry. I was like...Umm..Ok God, I get the hint. I can take a message. It was a moment like that. When things just started to crystalize for me and I realized I've been going about this the entirely wrong way. It's kinda like in Facing the Giants when the coach tells his team that God will be praised. And they need to keep that in mind and be willing to praise Him whether or not they get what they want. That they need to praise God when they win and when they lose.

So here's the quote: "...Letting go and trusting that good can come out of that. About trusting that God is going to work out the details we can't control." - Lacy/Flyleaf

And the song is:

Again by Flyleaf

It's okay

To breathe as deep as you play

Your future with me is safe

You sing with my heart when you pray

Here you are down at my feet again

Handing it all back to me again

Right where I want you to be again

I love you

Please see and believe again

I love that you're never satisfied

With face value wisdom and happy lies

You take what they say and go back and cry

You're so close to me that you nearly died

Here you are down at my feet again

Handing it all back to me again

Right where I want you to be again

I love you

Please see and believe again

They don't have to understand you

Be still

Wait and know I understand you

Be still

Be still

Here you are down at my feet again

Handing it all back to me again

Right where I want you to be again

I love you!

I love you!

I love you!

Here you are down at my feet

Handing it all back to me

Right where I want you to be again

I love you

Please see and believe again

So it's little wonder why I'm posting again...Seems like whenever something worth saying comes up I normally just keep it locked away where no one else can see. Safe and deep, like cards kept close to my chest. But this time I thought that I might as well say it. It's just like I finally felt able to admit that I'm having trouble and that this is an ongoing issue...And, yeah, I'm still struggling with this. But you know what? Sometimes it's the important stuff that we wrestle with again and again and again...Until we get an answer. So this is me. Waiting on God to come through for me like He said He would. And this is me being human, and saying...Sure, I'm not perfect. And people will see this and (I hope) misconceptions about me will be killed. Swiftly. And people will stop looking at me like I'm some kind of human-looking-machine and see the person behind it all. Cause it's that person who tries to glorify God and walk according to His standards and His ways. And it's all easier said than done. I'm not saying it's not, but in the end. I'd rather be struggling to get to where He wants me to go than end up where I want me to be. Every day I'm being changed from what I was before into what He sees me as. I am not the same person I was yesterday. I am not the same person I'll be tomorrow. I'm not who I was 8 years ago. And one day I'll be able to look back on this time and be like..."yeah, that's the lesson He was trying to teach me. And sure, it took me a while, but in the end I learned the lesson and now I can walk upright knowing that I won't fall. Because even when I stumble, He's there to help me get back up."

So for those of you wondering where I've gone and what I've been up to...Yeah, that was probably more than you wanted to know, but it's true so deal...;p

A Day In The Life...

So the newest thing going on in my life happens to be pretty old. I'm taking a sewing class at Virginia Marti and the longer I stay on campus and the more I sew the harder it becomes for me to leave. Desperately do I want this. And there are things happening that leads me to believe (or hope) that God is leading me toward this destination. And now circumstances (or God) are making it seem possible for me to go and all i can do is act like a crazed fungirl on a pixie-stick induced sugar rush!So now ac come to my dilemma When does asking (or begging. take your pick) become presumption? When does a request become a demand? Where does the line exist? How do you know? H seems like 'inbeing led in this direction, but how dot know? Like beyond a shadow of doubt, 'this is God kind of know?! I want to be careful to not sign His name to something that's not His. I don't want to be one of those people who wants something then claims that' God' is the one behind it.How far is too far?

But that aside... I love my class and the professor is amazing! And the longer I spend there the morel wanna Stay! Oy!


Rae

Ashes to Ashes

It is with a heavy heart that I announce the death of Molly. She was the family cat. She was black with a tuft of white fur and she was never far from our home or our hearts.

Like a breath of air we held her in our lungs. And when we exhaled...She was gone. And so we are berift without her presence. She was with us for but a short while and we were all of us touched in some way by her loving nature.

Her death was sudden and tragic and as I write this we have officially just finished burying her.

I ask for a moment of silence in honor of Molly.

Rae

I do indeed live!!!

All,

It seems that is has been a long time since I have updated this humble little hole in the wall...This saddens me, but here I stand, figuratively speaking of course ;p, to ask forgiveness and to give, at least in part, and account for the why behind my silence.

There has been some upheaval of late in my immediate family. A collection of things piling up to steal my time away from you and your viewing pleasure. I am not at liberty to discuss exactly what has happened but know that it has been monumental and to a degree devastating.

Right now I am writing a story. Shocking I know, but none the less I have taken pen to paper as it were and am looking for someone to act as a sounding board for the prolouge. Just to see if it is passable as literature you see. But in any event, if you know someone who would like to see it, then by all means let me know...nudge, nudge..wink, wink...say no more...And who knows? Maybe the only reason that I think this is a passable story is because of the sleep deprivation that I have been subjected to as of late??...The world may never know...lol! ;p

Again...

Hello all! I have once again altered the layout of my blog...Hope you like it...It's kinda difficult to actually figure out what to post...After all, why just randomly post about the stupidity that makes twitter so popular...You're not interested in what I'm doing at the moment, and quite frankly I'm not interested in telling you what I'm doing at the moment...So I've got to wrack my brain to come up with something that's pithy and witty and bright...(ok song moment...and I'm rambling...oy!)

In any event I shall simply leave you with this to ponder...(cookie to who can tell me, without looking it up, who wrote it)

Let me not to the marriage of true minda
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken,
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be
taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom...