Monday, August 21, 2017

Just being me... on Monday!

It is so HOT outside today I am staying inside and finding lots keep me busy in the cool air. I have been purging my closets, pantry, kitchen cabinets and more.  I loaded three bags to donate and am working on a fourth.
I want to share as others
have shared with me. 

I am in the fall season of my life and my body is changing. With my fibromyalgia, most clothes irritate my skin and cause it to burn, so comfortable cotton clothes is a way to keep pain away. If you are a regular reader then you know my favorite piece of clothing is my white cotton socks.  I wear them every minute that I am home. They work better than a tylenol for my burning skin pain caused by fibromyalgia. It is sometimes called neuropathy and is much worse in my feet and hands. I just put those socks on and my entire body feels better.

Sometimes the answer can be so simple!

I am ready for soups, stews, roasts, chicken noodles home made bread and meat loaf. I am also a sweet eater, it runs in my family, thank you granny (she made the BEST pie crust I have ever tasted). Yesterday I made a deep dish blackberry cobbler from very large berries my Uncle had given to me.  I also have frozen blueberries that my cousin brought back from her trip to Michigan. I have been eating them as a snack, one handful at a time, in my quest to eat better.

Cooking for me, is a way to relax and enjoy my life, it takes my stress away, and sharing these goodies makes my heart feel good.  I buy to-go-boxes from Sams Club in various sizes to share with family and friends.  I get them in small and large sizes for single servings or complete meals. I used to use my plastic bowls (also known as tupperware, rubbermaid, etc) but I got tired of chasing them down and trying to get them returned. My brother is not so good at returning these bowls and in return always buys me several packs for Christmas. Now I don't worry about getting them back and I can even write messages on the lid. 

Sometimes those messages are funny descriptions
of what is inside or just
a sweet reminder of how much
I love and appreciate each of them.

We have been having fun lately, with a couple of trips to watch the Springfield Cardinals play baseball while staying at Kdaughters new home. Her husband is a great cook and professional bass fisherman. He treated us to a meal of fresh caught Crappie with all of the sides. We also have taken several "day trips" into Arkansas allowing me to visit one of my favorite stores Home Goods and eat at some Mom and Pop diners, a rarity these days. We also just got back from Memphis, a trip that is always relaxing and full of laughter.

Laughter is contagious!

I always enjoy reading "Happy Homemaker Monday" on www.harvestlanecottage.blogspot.com. Laura is an inspiration to me. Laura share how she does normal things through her week that help her family budget. Since reading her blog, I have started keeping track of ways I could save money and time. Now it is a regular entry in my daily journal and I have been surprised how my saving has benefited me in many different ways. Her battle with cancer is REAL on her blog. Laura is brave, caring, and a great writer. If you are not a follower, pop over and take a look, and say a prayer for that cancer to be gone from her body and her body to be healed.


This past week we had to say goodbye to our Tater Pie, our cat of 16 years. It was a very sad day, but I just let myself feel sad, shared a few tears, and let the emotions run their course.  I didn't talk on the phone for two days. Talking about it out loud made it hurt more so I didn't. The quiet days actually felt good, grieving her loss gave me some much needed rest.


I still feel sad, so I can't imagine what it feels like to lose a husband as is BJ over at bj-sweetnothings.blogspot.com  blog. I pray for her and light a candle for everyone who is living the pain that cancer causes.


Please say a prayer
or
think a positive thought for those hurting right now.

I have been learning about social media lately too. Apparently my recent surge in questionable followers was coming from Instagram. I am no longer linked to it from this blog and my blog is no longer linked on instagram. I still don't know what happened, but it has stopped, and for that I am grateful. Thank you to everyone who posted comments on my last post about this, your suggestions and encouraging words helped me very much.

Thank you!

Well, the eclipse is over at our house. I made a viewing box from an old shoebox and I watched it from our back patio. The cows stayed sitting in a group under the pecan and walnut trees, the duck stayed hidden in the weeds along the creek, and the cat and birds didn't sway from their normal routine. I even saw a muskrat. So now, I will return to my normal routine too, the dryer buzzer just went off.

Have a grateful Day!



Thursday, July 27, 2017

Lost... any thoughts?


I have felt lost for a while now. 
I was fine and then I wasn't.

I became scared at sharing my thoughts on the internet.
I discovered several new people were following me and when I checked them out it was a sex site. I blocked them immediately. I started checking my instagram, which I love, and the same thing was happening. I blocked them too, one right after the other.

 I got friend requests from several "Captain So and So" so I blocked them too.

I became fearful of my thoughts and photos being used for purposes other than making friends.

A friend suggested deleting my google+ account so I did.
But the biggest predator was instagram.
I reset my settings on facebook.
I changed all of my passwords.
Then I sat back and waited and the "so called followers" slowed down but didn't stop.

So, I stopped sharing all together.

I miss it so.



This is where I flush my brain, my emotions, my thoughts.
Writing cleanses me and opens new paths for new thoughts.
I am always thankful for the ability to write a story, a thought,
or to share a photo, an experience, or a quote.

I need it.
I want it back.

So I am asking for some of your thoughts on this subject.

There are many blogs that I love that never show a picture of themselves, or a picture of the outside of their home, or any family members. These blogs are filled with photos of things, mixed with their thoughts. Have the writers also experienced an invasion of traffic they do not want?

Any thoughts, suggestions or experiences
you wish to share are welcome.
Thank you!


Linking up with
Thankful Thursday at





Sunday, May 28, 2017

Memorial Day - It's History - 3pm Moment of Remembrance

The History of Memorial Day

Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in service of the United States of America. Over two dozen cities and towns claim to be the birthplace of Memorial Day. While Waterloo N.Y. was officially declared the birthplace of Memorial Day by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966, it’s difficult to prove conclusively the origins of the day.

Regardless of the exact date or location of its origins, one thing is clear – Memorial Day was borne out of the Civil War and a desire to honor our dead. It was officially proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan, national commander of the Grand Army of the Republic, in his General Order No. 11. “The 30th of May, 1868, is designated for the purpose of strewing with flowers, or otherwise decorating the graves of comrades who died in defense of their country during the late rebellion, and whose bodies now lie in almost every city, village and hamlet churchyard in the land,” he proclaimed. The date of Decoration Day, as he called it, was chosen because it wasn’t the anniversary of any particular battle.



On the first Decoration Day, General James Garfield made a speech at Arlington National Cemetery, and 5,000 participants decorated the graves of the 20,000 Union and Confederate soldiers buried there.

The first state to officially recognize the holiday was New York in 1873. By 1890 it was recognized by all of the northern states. The South refused to acknowledge the day, honoring their dead on separate days until after World War I (when the holiday changed from honoring just those who died fighting in the Civil War to honoring Americans who died fighting in any war).

It is now observed in almost every state on the last Monday in May with Congressional passage of the National Holiday Act of 1971 (P.L. 90 – 363). 







Wear Red Poppies

In 1915, inspired by the poem “In Flanders Fields,” Moina Michael replied with her own poem:
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.


Moina Michael visited Europe in June and July 1914. She was in Germany when the First World War broke out in August 1914, and traveled to Rome to return home to the US. In Rome, she assisted around 12,000 US tourists to seek passage back across the Atlantic. She returned to the US on the RMS Carpathia and returned to teaching at Normal School in Athens, Georgia. She was a professor at the University of Georgia when the U.S. entered World War I in April 1917. She took a leave of absence from her work and volunteered to assist in the New York-based training headquarters for overseas YWCA workers.

On 9 November 1918, inspired by the Canadian John McCrae battlefront-theme poem In Flanders Fields, she wrote a poem in response called We Shall Keep the Faith. In tribute to the opening lines of McCrae's poem -- "In Flanders fields the poppies blow / Between the crosses row on row," -- Michael vowed to always wear a red poppy as a symbol of remembrance for those who served in the war.

After the war was over, Michael returned to the University of Georgia and taught a class of disabled servicemen. Realizing the need to provide financial and occupational support for these servicemen, she pursued the idea of selling silk poppies as a means of raising funds to assist disabled veterans. In 1921, her efforts resulted in the poppy being adopted as a symbol of remembrance for war veterans by the American Legion Auxiliary, and by Earl Haig's British Legion Appeal Fund (later The Royal British Legion) later that year.

Known as the "Poppy Lady" for her humanitarian efforts, Michael received numerous awards during her lifetime. She retired from the University of Georgia in 1934, and published an autobiography in 1941, "The Miracle Flower:  The Story of the Flanders Fields Memorial Poppy".




In 1948 the US Post Office honored Ms. Michael for her role in founding the National Poppy movement by issuing a red 3 cent postage stamp with her likeness on it.

PRESIDENT CLINTON:
CALLING ON ALL AMERICANS TO JOIN IN A NATIONAL MOMENT OF REMEMBRANCE

"As we contemplate the comforts and blessings of our lives and the well-being of our nation, I ask you to pause just for a moment to remember those who gave their lives to protect the values that give meaning to our lives."
President Bill Clinton
May 31, 1999 

The National Moment of Remembrance program was established to remind Americans of the sacrifices made by members of the Armed Forces as well as others who have died as a result of service to this nation. Americans around the world should pause and remember these heroes in a symbolic act of unity.

Objectives:
  • To raise Americans' awareness of the honorable contributions made by those who died while defending our nation.
  • To encourage all Americans to honor those who died as a result of service to this nation by pausing for one minute at 3:00 p.m. (local time) on Memorial Day. 

We will Never Forget You.


You will be Forever in our Prayers.


Friday, May 26, 2017

Outside my window... pretties!



Beauty surrounds me, everywhere I look.

There are flowers outside my window.



I never get enough of these beauties.

Ever changing, from morning till night.




Their fragrance fills the air.



All colors of the rainbow surrounded in green,
covered in dew and raindrops,
they glow in the sunshine and the rain.




They heal broken hearts,
show our love for one another,
celebrate our joys,
encourage our hopes
and express our sympathies.

"The earth laughs in flowers"Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thank you for stopping by
~Dazee~