Monday, February 27, 2006
This morning movement caught my eye and I looked in time to see my favorite bird at the feeder, a chickadee!! Later, a female blue jay arrived and feasted. Soon after that, a couple of male blue jays showed up! It's been Grand Central Station all day with birds flying to and from the feeder (and a few flew into the window...sheesh!).
I love all my critters. We get chipmunks, squirrels, rabbits, deer, turkey, and various birds. I have my dog and many many goldfish. The rabbits don't get preferential treatment, though because they like to eat my garden. If we get too many, I'm allowed to trap them for food. I haven't yet, though.
I am a conservationist. I don't believe in killing animals for pure sport and to have them stuffed and trophied (although I'm not against stuffing a deerhead or mounting antlers or a turkey tail). I believe animals can be hunted for food purposes and some animals need to be put down if they're a nuisance, like the rabid raccoon that was in the area, or the mice spreading disease and filth. Otherwise, let them be beautiful! I marvel at God's creations.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
When we got married, hubby and I thought it would be a good idea if I stayed home, but hubby wanted me to earn a living, so I had my own business. This business ate up my life and I topped it off with a complete lack of experience in organization and time management. The house was rarely tidy. I was usually frazzled. It wasn't working.
We had the opportunity to move and I quit my business. However, I still didn't manage my time well, and I wasn't very organized. My days seemed wasted, money was tight, and hubby and I would spend days hardly speaking to each other. Not because we were mad, but because we simply had little or nothing to say. He finally asked me to do something!!
I got a job! (Then I got pregnant just 4 days after starting said job). At first hubby was elated. I was bringing home a paycheck (measly as it was) and I was dressing nicely again and we had whole adult conversations each evening. Was this our answer? It seemed so great. Why didn't I work outside the home to start with?
But it soon became apparent that MY working outside the home really wasn't all that beneficial. Conversations became daily complaints about work. I was so overtired what little I managed to do before working outside the home, I couldn't do at all now. Despite being pregnant, I was getting hit on at work, and it kinda frightened me that I was the only one in the store and men would often come in. No security, no buzzer, no camera, no nothing to protect myself. As for the pay, as gas prices rose higher and higher, when all was said and done, I was making literally $5 to $10 a WEEK! It was hardly worth it. I was also getting increasingly pregnant and yearned to spend my latter half of the pregnancy in the comfort of my home.
Hubby and I agreed that I should quit and I did at the start of this year.
But working outside the home was beneficial. I realized like a slap in the face what I needed to do to be much more productive at home.
1. Create a schedule to stay on top of errands and housework.
2. Create a budget and STICK TO IT.
3. Listen to the radio, read the paper and call friends and family to help build conversation with hubby.
Just those three things have made my staying at home worth it not only to me, but to hubby. Home is not to be taken for granted. Staying home is not to be abused. In this day and age I see it as a privaledge. (I'm really not personally cut out to work outside the home)
Friday, February 24, 2006
So, I'll be cutting back the rest of this month and cutting out for much of March.
Keep checking in, though, because I will post once in a while on my progress, my pregnancy, my housekeeping, and my musings (especially if I have insomnia).
Time to follow my conviction.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
But, as my hopes for favors done and given dwindled, they were quickly renewed.
Without a word, someone cleaned up the trees from the access road AND generously removed the top of the tree from our property. We later found out the farm on the other side of me was responsible for this! How neighborly!
Also, yesterday, my kind, sweet, dear mother came over and washed the mildew off my bathroom ceiling for me! It looks GREAT!
So, I guess favors can be granted. :)
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
The bulb blew in the dining room a while ago. It was a 100 Watt bulb, so in order to conserve energy, I replaced it with a 60 watt bulb. I lived with it, but found it was too dim for the room. It's a dark room to begin with. Then, the 60 watt bulb in the kitchen blew, and I didn't have a replacement. So I removed the 60 watt bulb from the dining room and put it in the kitchen. I replaced the dining room bulb with a 100 watt, but found it too bright!! Finally, yesterday, I bought a package of 75 watt bulbs. Now I'm happy!!
Now the only energy crisis in this house hold is my own....energy zapped!!
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
I frantically checked to make sure my doggy was fully occupied with her ball, waddled my 7 month pregnant self back up the hill to the house and fetched a pail of water and a rake. I wasn't worried about the brush pile. It needed burning anyway and hubby would appreciate my "extra effort." It was the 1" thick matting of very dry pine needles that had fallen around the brush pile and led straight for the woods, my garage and the house! So, I raked the needles away from fire, leaving only bare ground and carefully arranged the sticks so it continued to burn in the middle and did not spread.
I managed just fine and my doggy got plenty of exercise. She even tore some dead hanging vines out of the trees for me to add to the fire. At least I stayed warm while doggy played! :)
My sofa, how I love thee. Looks like I'll be spending loads of time on it from now until baby's born. My bed just isn't comfy enough.
Monday, February 20, 2006
1. To see if it helps save some money on the electric bill.
2. To help combat some online temptations I've been dealing with.
3. To gain extra time in my day for self-improvement and preparing for baby's arrival.
4. To spend the time outdoors cleaning the yard, provided we don't get any snow. :)
I'll let you know how it goes, though!
Sunday, February 19, 2006
My sister is very creative and has taken up sewing. She can take the strangest fabrics, usually the junk people give me and I throw away, and turn them into something eclectic, unique and surprisingly stylish and nice. But, as all seamstresses can attest, we have our days where a project just doesn't come out as planned. My sister decided to make my son a teddy bear. The teddy bear didn't come out very professionally, so she stashed it in her sewing box. When she showed me said sewing box, she found the bear and told me that she made it for my son, but wasn't pleased with the results. "He's pathetic," she said. I grabbed the bear from her and said, "I LIKE pathetic!" I wanted to keep it for my son, so she sewed on some eyes and embroidered a little red heart on his chest. Then, as I joke I told her she should start "The Pathetic Bear Company." Her boyfriend actually kinda liked the idea. :)
Thursday, February 16, 2006
1. Before I pull out of the garage, I always pray for safe travelling mercies and good gas mileage.
2. When I put gas in my tank, I ask God to bless what I can afford in gas and I thank Him for His provisions and that I'll spend the gas wisely. (I get frustrated behind slow-poke drivers and often gun-it as soon as it's legal to pass them. Needless to say, this uses a fair amount of gas.)
3. I try to remember to pray over the grocery money I have each week and that God will grant me wisdom to use the money wisely and still get more that I planned.
These are all quick little prayers I usually say while sitting behind the wheel of my car. The funny thing is I tend to notice answers to little prayers better than I notice answers to big prayers.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Actually, hubby and I don't celebrate Valentine's Day. It's too close to our anniversary and hubby and I believe that we should celebrate our love for each other every day and not just on Valentine's Day. Besides, we both can't each chocolate. :)
I get a giggle out of watching Valentine's Day from the outside. While looking through a grocery store's floral shop ad, I asked my husband, "Isn't Valentine's Day supposed to be mutual?" He said, "Yes." I asked, "Then why are all these ads only focused on what men can give their women?" He said, "Because men are the ones that need the help." :D
BUT, all day yesterday on the radio, it was all about what men are doing for their women. There was nothing, NOTHING on what women are doing for their men. Some may say that it doesn't matter so long as it involves...ahem....something private. But really, when do we women show our men how much we love them? Why do men have to buy the flowers and candy and dinner and stupid teddy bears and lingerie? What do the women do in return on Valentine's Day besides "that."
Women on the radio acted as if they totally deserved all this lavishness. One woman was upset her husband slid the box of chocolates across the table rather than get all mushy in giving it to her. Maybe he's sick of this one way street, too.
Maybe it's because men in general tend to be less romantic.
But I believe romance can be where you find it. Life isn't like the movies. A stroll through the woods for a creek-side picnic in the movies isn't the same as in real life. In real life you deal with achy muscles, bugs, muds and soggy sandwiches. What's romantic is being able to laugh at it and share that.
Sure, my husband has never bought me flowers. But he hand builds from scratch gardens for me to plant and putter in. Instead of paying $50.00 on a bouquet that'll die in a few days, he puts in hours and hours of back breaking labor to get our yard how we'd like it.
Hubby and I love each other and we don't need a holiday to help us show it. But really, we just don't bother with Valentine's Day because it's so close to our anniversary. Neither of us wants the hassle of shopping for yet another card.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
1. I'm not on complete bed rest, so I can get up and do things and I should to avoid blood clots and muscle cramping. But I can't overdo it. I have 5 rooms I take care of at Taigh Beag. I can do one room a day.
2. The men in my house (hubby and my brother) will have to help me carry laundry up and down the basement steps.
3. I should shift my focus to sitting activities, such as sewing and increasing my education.
4. My sister and mother have volunteered to help with housework. I think I'll take them up on that offer twice a month.
5. I'd like to figure out how I can stock up on groceries so I don't have to shop every week.
This afternoon, I have some sewing to work on, but when I return to resting, I'm going to work on these 5 things and get them settled and organized.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Today, I cleaned the master bedroom, which contained a rather large quantity of dust bunnies. They like to breed in hard to reach places that are even harder for a third trimester pregnant lady with heartburn that gets worse if she bends over to reach. Still, I managed and the room smells a lot better. Maybe it's the dusting spray I used. Maybe it's the clean laundry I just put away. Or maybe it's because those bunnies aren't being cooked under the radiator every time the heat comes on.
Just think of what those bunnies are made of, especially since I have a dog. That stuff has to be stinky!
So, if your house has an icky smell to it, check for dust bunnies.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Now, we have every right to discuss what we want to discuss on our blogs. However, just because it's our right doesn't mean it IS right! After all, I wouldn't go into detail about my personal life and the personal life of my family with the stranger behind him in the grocery store checkout line. Why would I do it online? This isn't just about child rearing, either. This covers many topics.
Hence why I'm careful and have made it my goal not to get too personal on my blog. I don't mind people disagreeing with me, but there are some topics that are just too explosive. We all must be careful.
One thing that bothers me no end in our culture today is this whole "freedom of speech" thing. I always thought the freedom of speech meant what it did in the Norman Rockwell painting....that regardless as to whether you're a rich businessman or poor farmer, your voice could be heard in a public forum. I didn't consider freedom of speech to mean I could say whatever I want to whenever I wanted to.
We have the freedom of opinion, but I do NOT believe we have the freedom to voice it without reprocution. Even the Bible warns us many times, especially in Proverbs to watch our mouths.
Divulging personal information about our families opens us up to many reprocutions. That's a risk I am not willing to take.
The internet world does not contain my friends (except for a few exceptions where we use the internet to contribute to our already formed personal relationships). I don't know who's out there. And while I wave to you cheerfully, and lovingly, I keep one finger on the "disconnect" button.