Thursday, December 10, 2009
I've had more sales this season than at the same time last year, and it's given me some courage. Maybe it's time I started making more than 50c an hour.
It's time to upgrade my shops. By January 1, they will be more attractive, I hope.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
I hadn't actually been active with them for the last year, but will send my last two pairs of socks and a sweater to them soon.
When I lived in Asia, I was surprised to see babies without shoes or socks, and bare to the diaper, in 30 degree F weather, in the arms of middle class parents. When I asked others about it, I was told it was a laundry consideration. Anyway, I learned that babies CAN survive without warm socks in the winter. SO.
Mr. P and I prayed over every garment sent, especially that those who wore them would come to know Jesus as Saviour. God grant me the heart to pray so still.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
I shouldn't say so myself, but I received a knitting compliment today. It means a lot to me because my things are not selling on Etsy, and I begin to worry that my product is bad. Anyhow, a really accomplished knitter and crocheter, who has won firsts at several different fairs, made the remark that everyone has runs when knitting with dpns. I tossed her a mitten and asked her to look for mine. She pronounced it run-free, and said that only six other people in her experience could knit on dpns without runs. (I think there are a lot more than she's met.)
Forgive me for repeating it. It just meant so much to me.
Monday, August 3, 2009
From the top, Patti's right ear, Patti's left ear, Pete's left ear, Pete's right ear.
The reason is in Ex. 21:2-6.
First time to ever see my nose in profile. I always thought I had a Roman nose. It seems that instead, I have a Jewish nose(I hope).
The earrings were made by Kathryn Reichert of etsy.com.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
2/3 c orange juice
2/3 c lemon juice
1/3 c. lime juice
Put in 2 qt or 2 l pitcher
Add 12 packets blue sweetener or some syrup:
1 c sugar in 1 c water, heated until dissolved
1/2 c honey dissolved in 1 c hot water
stir, fill with water and ice,stir
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
All of which makes me think about the world's future. I had always assumed that the LORD Jesus Christ will return for His people before the nuclear war, until I took a class at UMKC (87?) from Dr. Michelle Stern. It was Radiation Biology for High School Science Teachers. I learned a little about tactical nuclear weapons, as well as seeing photos af the aftermath at Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Later I went to the museum in Hiroshima and saw the drawings on display there taken from the same photos. How polite. The photos were much worse.
Then I stopped thinking about The Future. Then I married Mr. P, who thinks about it a lot. I wanted to pray, "Come quickly, Lord Jesus," but I enjoy my life so very much. I believe with all my heart that the next phase will be even better, but I don't much want this phase to end. Of course there are problems, aches, and pains, but I like the thing when taken in its entirety.
Well, this D.B. book and the news from N. Korea remind me of that class from Dr. Stern. So I suddenly thought, what if God let this go on with "little" nuclear wars or even tactical nuclear weapons(ya know, the ones you carry around like a bazooka or the like). Of course, a bullet in the...wherever, is not pleasant either. However, I feel pretty safe here in the middle of America, with few if any gun battles in this small place. (No famous abortion clinics here!)
So, if the alternative is nuclear war outside ground zero, which would be a quick way to die, then I find myself most heartily praying, "Come quickly, Lord Jesus."
Before I was married, whenever Sister or I had an a.c. to install, she would talk about getting some man to do it. I would say,"OH here, let me." and with a little help lifting, would do it. Well, Mr. P has installed a.c.'s three times in the last 12 years, but recently admitted he has a hard time doing hardware things now that he's blinder. I don't"help" well, either in standing around and waiting for him to need me with hardware, or in standing around a kitchen and waiting to be told what to beat or chop. It leads me in both cases to fantasies of beating and chopping. (Not, just kidding)
So, the last time an a.c. came into our home, I did it alone, but got overheated and all upset, and insisted on going out to dinner(Mr.P much, much prefers home cooking.) I think I increased my tranq too.
SO, since another a.c. has entered the house in a box, I've banished Mr. P to his reading room, turned on three fans in the room involved, and increased both the tranq and oral diabetes med. I'm doing it very slowly, a screw at a time, taking breaks to go on etsy forums and write a blog entry.
I'll let you know how it turns out.
Later: It cools just fine. You'd never know it's 87 F outside. Of course, I used a LOT of duct tape, but that's what it's for, isn't it?
The restaurant meal was delicious.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Before I formed you in the womb I knew you.
Mt 25:40 Inasmuch as ye have done [it] unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done [it] unto me.
Before I became an ENTHUSIASTIC Christian in 1997, when I did sex education, I never really allowed a discussion of abortion in my classroom, because at least one student would say,"You're going to hell because you had an abortion!" I figured that such statements did more harm than good to Christianity in general.
I would however, say that from a geneticist's point of view, when sperm meets egg it becomes a new individual. (I never bought the "It's my body.." point of view and was trying to teach that it was bad science at least.)
Well, I'm no longer in the classroom, no longer protecting the feelings of those who have aborted, and while I don't have such a large audience these days, I can at least honestly say what I think. I think this may have lost me a dear friend, with whom I used to mumble, on this topic. In our last conversation she said, "Let's just pretend I'm pregnant. What gives you the right to tell me what to do with my body?" "If you don't think abortion is murder, it's because you don't understand yet." "Oh," she said. "You're right, Patti. We shouldn't talk about this." We haven't talked at all since then.
Well, enough awfulness for one day.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Kip turned out really handsome. When I last saw him, in infancy, I wouldn't have bet on it. (lol)
I managed to call Kip's paternal grandmother today, and we said all the right things. I asked if she knew if he had ever accepted Jesus as LORD. She said that she thought not, which is very hard. She belongs to a denomination that does not believe"Once Saved, Always Saved," though I don't know her personal belief. In any case, we comforted ourselves with the thought that he may have accepted Jesus in his childhood.
She also helped me understand why Donna, once a very close friend, had not responded to my letter. At that time, Donna had been involved in a cultish Christian denomination that discouraged contact with people of other denominations. Even the grandmother could not send cards or gifts at that time.
However, that cultish group does preach Jesus as Saviour, so I know Kip heard the Word.
Again, God bless all who mourne and please draw all His to Himself. In Jesus' Name, Amen
Saturday, May 2, 2009
son of my college friend Donna Haaland
i didn't know him, which was, of course, my fault.
I lean most positively toward baptism of those of a certain age (say 7 or older) but have come to understand that if those baptized as infants come to accept Jesus as LORD, then it took.
So I stood as sponsor, in 1981, and with five others, plus parents, promised to see that Kip would be raised as a Christian.
Then I went off to see the rest of the world.
I felt that my denomination failed me, and thus that God had failed me. I went through awful years when I did not call Jesus my Saviour.
When I married Mr. P in 1997 and became a most enthusiastic Christian (made an unfriend of a good Jewess) I got Donna's address and wrote to ask her what she would like me to do to fulfill my promise at Kip's baptism. She didn't answer.
Reading his obit today caused a lot of distress. I have no way of knowing, or of finding out, though I'm still trying to think of a way, if he became a Christian.
Interestingly, I had prayed for Kip recently, asking God to do one of His retroactive acts(since He's Eternal, it certainly is possible) and send someone into Kip's life to witness to him. Since Donna is Christian, probably Kip learned what he needed to learn to make his decision.
I pray that Heavenly Father will bless all who mourn Kip, and bless the children of Christians who are at risk for being too influenced by this world. In theName of Jesus Christ, Amen
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
When two people marry, they are making vows of intimacy,purity, and holiness unto God and to each other. By being Virgins they are making a "Blood Covenant" unto God. If you are not a Virgin, the "Blood Covenant" cannot be made but on a Spiritual Bond alone. This opens the door that seems to be a cursed crooked path that many times leads to separation and divorce unless the couple has a true relationship with Jesus. Two men or two women being united together in the bonds of "Holy" matrimony cannot be joined together in a "Blood Covenant" unto God for the Hymen of the woman must be broken in order for this covenant to be made and their union is defiled before God..Many are leading this Nation down the path of destruction when they choose to follow their own way rather than being lead by the written word of God.. Stay pure, marry on God's terms and you will be blessed in your marriage.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Among other fun things I've missed doing this Spring, is the Picking of the Greens. The very young greens make a good side dish, and the older, but as yet unmowed, and certainly unsprayed leaves make a great cup pf tea, known in former decades as a Spring Tonic.
I put it off almost too long this year. There are some unmowed areas around us, but the leaves are pretty big, where they exist. How can there be big blooms and no leaves? I kid you not. Also, at 11:30 am it is too late in the day for this child to be bending over in the Sun. The hat proved to be too hot to tolerate. So, from now, it's early morning and late evening for any yardwork.
Will buy sunscreen soon.
All you heat lovers in the northern hemisphere,enjoy.
Monday, March 16, 2009
We got the 'flu last Oct. 20 and haven't felt well since. However, we woke up well today! Thank You, Father.
Have you ever considered how awful it would be if we didn't heal, and carried around every scratch, scrape, and broken this or that, that we ever had?
However, a few weeks ago I was worried about a family member in another city, and my blood pressure went up considerably. I haven't been looking at sodium intake because I once had a low sodium test and was told to use extra salt. Also, if my stomach is upset, eating extra salt helps. This time, I could correlate blood pressure to sodium intake.
Well, now I'm a rabid reader of nutrition labels for sodium. There are a lot more prepared foods available that are low fat than are low sodium. I found a web site last night that sells calcium carbonate to use in baking, instead of sodium, for leavening. Until then, we're going to eat flattish pancakes. I've even purchased honey to use instead of syrup, which is pretty high sodium.
For decades I have written down, on the days I was trying to eat right, everything, with it's fat, sat fat, carbs, and protein. I occasionally come across sheaves of paper with my diet from years past. Recently I've added sodium. It seems a pity to use all that paper, so I've decided to make a separate blog about diet. We'll see how this works.
Since I will mostly have to cook from scratch, I've redefined my major job description as "cook".
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Later I heard (erroneously) that I'd eaten dolphin. I grieved. Dolphins,whales, and primates (including us) have the extra layer of brain at the front called a neocortex, which, when I studied it so long ago, appeared to be the region in which we have awareness of self.
Then mahi mahi came to the local Walmart. We discussed buying some, but as I explained my misgivings about eating beings with self-awareness, Mr. P tried to tell me that this mahi mahi was not like Flipper, the dolphin.
I didn't get it until today. The food I ate in Honolulu, mahi mahi, is a dolphin FISH, that is in no way related to the mammals called porpoises, also called dolphins.
I ate a fish, not Flipper.
I suppose, if I were hungry enough, I might eat dolphin, whale or primate, with appropriate thanksgiving.
All of us with dogs and cats around us know that they understand a large vocabulary of human words and can have their feelings hurt. So, especially since I don't keep up with brain research, I'm not yet ready to say that the housepets don't have awareness of self.
Mr. P says he's known some personable cows, too.
Above is a dolphin fish, not a mammal. Oh, well, the guy with the arm is a mammal.
Friday, March 6, 2009
It has taken me a long time to rese4arch the nuts and bolts of making a treasury (it's like a showcase or storefront). I'm babystepping my way to doing it.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
I owe it all to my Heavenly Father. I suggest reading the Song of Solomon. It can be read as a love song between a man and a woman but is also a metaphor for the love of Christ for His Bride the church. All of us are waiting for the marriage feast.
In my 20's I wrote a poem with the line,"Those of us who have never quite been loved..." Now I know better. Even then I was passionately loved.
May you be aware of the love given to you.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
J Vernon McGee and Mr. P are both strong teachers of eternal security, but...
This hymn helped.
369. Blessed AssuranceText: Fanny J. Crosby, 1820-1915
Music: Phoebe P. Knapp, 1839-1908
Tune: ASSURANCE, Meter: 9 10.9 9 with Refrain
1. Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
born of his Spirit, washed in his blood.
This is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long;
this is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long.
2. Perfect submission, perfect delight,
visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
angels descending bring from above
echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
3. Perfect submission, all is at rest;
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
watching and waiting, looking above,
filled with his goodness, lost in his love.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
As often happens, my link doesn't work, but you can copy the above url and paste to your browser.
The year's postponement for certification means that P and P are back in the wooden toy business, with perhaps some design changes. I sold the last 23 of them for a large discount, thinking I couldn't sell them after Feb 10. Maybe I need to make a Recession Reduction Sale on the new ones.
Friday, January 30, 2009
"Friends in High places"
Well I was in need and I needed a friend
I was alone and I needed a hand
I was going down
But someone rescued me
My God cares too much to say
His mercies are new everyday
I get down to pray
And then help is on its way
I walk by faith and not by sight
If things go wrong, it’ll be alright
‘Cause someone greater
Is watching over me
Now in faith, I believe
I’ve got everything I need
I walk by faith and not by what I see
I’ve got friends in high places
I’ve got someone I can call
And I’ve got someone watching over me
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Whenever I see a photo or video of the current gov., I want to take a pair of scissors and cut off that swag of hair over his forehead. Is it just me?
I'm not comparing the activities of gov. Bla... to the insanities of Hitler. It's just that his swath of hair always makes me think of A.H.
Edit, after impeachment:Blago, just go away quietly.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
1) to live, breathe, be among the living (not lifeless, not dead)
2) to enjoy real life
a) to have true life and worthy of the name
b) active, blessed, endless in the kingdom of God
3) to live i.e. pass life, in the manner of the living and acting
a) of mortals or character
4) living water, having vital power in itself and exerting the same upon the soul
5) metaph. to be in full vigour
a) to be fresh, strong, efficient,
b) as adj. active, powerful, efficaciousThe above paste is from Strong's lexicon. I looked up some words in John 7:38,39.
38 He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.
39 (But this spake he of the Spirit, which they that believe on him should receive: for the Holy Ghost was not yet given; because that Jesus was not yet glorified
I'd been told an erroneous translation of "Living water".
I tell you, that Book is marvelous. The Spirit, though beyond our full comprehension, is always with the believer, and sometimes manifests in marvelous ways.
May you have living water.
The red on white is a hand embroidered cotton tshirt.
The dancing Love was embroidered on thrifted slubby peach fabric.
So, I've finished the First Dancing Daughters, and am beginning, tonight, the First Dancing Ladies. I admit that the colors for both were vaguely inspired by a couple of ensembles worn to the inauguration.
I've had one of those knitter's disasters. Big project, has taken months. Needs fixing, and isn't easily done because I'd knitted on a sideways edge. I've put it in a bag and put it away for awhile. It's too discouraging. On to Dancing Ladies!
May you dance joyously in Love.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
You know what I think of our new Sec of State.
Here are some new and newly edited photos.
The butterfly and Cross are on tea towels and will be offered for $7.95.
The three inch hoop is entitled "Dancing V's", and will also be offered for 7.95.
May your life be filled with the joy of belief and dancing, and the charm of butterflies.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
However, who couldn't be excited, and happy that an African American was sworn in as POTUS. (You know I wanted Rice or Powell.) Can a student ever again say, "The American Dream is only for whites."?
I'm so glad for the renewed hope in this country, and seemingly, the world. That so many people in other nations are so happy is a little scary to me.
I saw several political cartoons I liked. The ones with Martin Luther King Jr. watching the swearing in were wonderful. So was the one with Lincoln, Kennedy, and King. Then there was one with Michelle O reading a newspaper with headlines about the economy, the middle East, etc. The Judge was saying to BHO, "Do you really swear you want to take over this ---awful mess?" Similar to that was the judge saying to BHO,"The words are 'So help me God, not God help me.'"
I've been praying for BHO and the country. I pray for the peace and prosperity of Jerusalem. That would be nice for this country, too.
Now, to the insignificant. I rate the Michelle O inaugural ball gown an A-. The the general shape and the one shoulder were wonderful. I just don't like knobs on clothes. Oh, they are flowers. Maybe I'll get over it. She's beautiful, and her husband's obvious affection for her really increases her attractiveness.
I loved the swearing-in ensemble. A. The green gloves and shoes added the perfect touch.
I'd bet that the combination of orange and pink will become popular. The girls are great.
The train ensemble was also an A. I like purple. It stands either for leadership or for a melding of head and heart. It suits her.
Aretha F's gray ensemble was very attractive. loved the hat. Wish I could carry off gray.
Back to the significant
I like that BHO picked a cabinet of mostly experienced people. However, Hillary as SoState is scary. If she's approved, I hope she has a lot of competent staff. Her main qualification seems to be that she slept down the hall from the POTUS. Of course, she was really selected, not to give her a consolation prize, but to keep the enemy close.
God bless and keep the Obama family.
To paraphrase "Fiddler on the Roof", God bless and keep our enemies, far from us.
Monday, January 19, 2009
I was recently introduced to this blog, A Painting a Day. Wow I highly recommend you check it out, as well as her etsy shop.
http://www.sewingfantaticdiary.blogspot.com/ I read and clicked some links she'd put in her latest post. I'm renewedly enthusiastic. gotta sew, gotta sew...
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Her shop, at abbasgirl.etsy.com, has some of the most beautiful things to be seen on etsy.http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5214557&order=§ion_id=&page=1
Go see her shop. Here are just a couple of
FEATURED ITEMS FROM ABBASGIRL
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Daffydoodle went to heaven, just to worship Abba, I am that daffydoodle joy
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
I'm sure there must be a good reason for the way dentists and docs probe or palpate painful areas.
Dr.: Does that hurt? pokes again
Pt.: That hurts!
Dr.: Is that it? pokes again
Pt.:That REALLY hurts!
Dr.:Ok then. pokes again
I managed to say to one dentist, around a probe in my mouth, after about 10 pokes, "Would you PLEASE stop doing that!?"
May you be spared unnecessary pain.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
You might have to copy and paste the above url, to access the article.
I certainly hope James is right. Tightening up is good for everyone.
I'm blatantly pro-Israel.
Hamas says the things that look like bombs were actually oxygen canisters. Israel says they were being taken from a place used to store ammunition.
Even if they turn out to be O2 canisters, they LOOKED like bombs (I think) and were in a suspect location. Don't be there when Israel is bombing. When men are there, they die.
If you google images of Grad missiles, you see the thing on the truck with added tail fins and warheads.
Why were the men in the yard wearing white coveralls with a head covering attached? I didn't see them from an angle to tell if they had face plates, but the the suits looked very much like American hazmat suits,
I hope Afghanis have learned not to shoot off rifles for joy in wedding celebrations. When they do, they get killed.
God, please keep the children safe. I hope Iraqi children have learned not to menacingly raise the empty hulk of a rifle carcass at American soldiers. When they do, they die.
Golda Meier: "We can forgive you for killing our sons. But we will never forgive you for making us kill yours."
Papa God, please forgive us.
Walt Whitman: "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day"
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men.
I've that a better translation of the angels' message to the shepherds is "Peace to men of good will." Anyone have an opinion?
Peace of the Lord be with you.