Thursday, January 29

Happy Birthday Mom and Kansas

Last year at this time, my mom was opening over 100 birthday cards.  It was an old fashion card party, and I still think about it and smile.  Like I said (that's what my mom always says) last year, my mother is the Queen of writing letters and sending she deserved some herself.  And she surely got them!  I'm thankful the Lord saw it fit to give my mother one more year of life.  I needed her this year, and she was always there to listen and help. 


My mom hasn't always been old.  She once had two little girls.  This house , which is on a corner in Great Bend, is still there.  It's where I first remember things.  Like swing-sets, kittens, bubble gum, guppies, and somebody feeding me a tomato when I was in a high-chair, and sunlight was coming in the kitchen window. ( I like sunlight).....We ate cake and watermelon on this porch, ran in the sprinklers in this yard....and could walk two houses down to visit my Granny.

Happy Birthday Kansas!  I grew up knowing my state's birthday, because it was on the same day as my mom's!  Maybe go look up what day your state became a state (and learn something)  so your whole day won't be a waste.

Sunday, January 25

Don't say it.....

There's a million things to do.
There are a million things to learn.
A million things to see.
To say you are bored,
could mean,
that you think you have learned it all,
and seen it all,
and done it all.
If you can't bring yourself to work,
or do something spiritual.....
read something.
Make something.
Do something for somebody else.
Write a letter.
Call somebody.
 "Days Are JUST Packed"
 "There's Treasure Everywhere!"
Don't be bored.
Just don't be it.

Monday, January 19

For Kimberly Burkhart

Kimberly, I was reading something this morning and came across a fact you might want to know.

 Photic Sneeze Reflex is a trait characterized by involuntary sneezing after an individual is exposed to bright light after adapting to the dark. This trait is believed to be inherited, but identification of the specific genes involved has not been made yet. Photic sneeze reflex occurs in about 10 percent of people.

The photic sneeze reflex (also known as photoptarmosis, colloquially known as "sun sneezing") is a condition of uncontrollable sneezing in response to numerous stimuli, such as looking at bright lights or periocular (surrounding the eyeball) injection. The condition affects 18–35% of the population, but its exact mechanism of action is not well understood.

So now, we know the term.  This is what you have.  The book I read it in says this is inherited. 

Let's try not to lay blame on anybody here.  It could be lots of people you got this trait from.  So, when we come out of Kohl's, and you sneeze, now we know why.  When I come out of Kohl's I sneeze, too.  But not for the same reason as you.

Tuesday, January 13

January 13

I made a breakfast recipe from Pinterest.
The tater tots made kind of a hash brown crust.
Then I whipped eggs, cheese, bacon together....
and baked it.
If YOU try this at home, use a big size muffin pan,
and be sure to spray it.
You can change it up with different cheese,
add onions, use sausage instead of bacon.
Don't mess with the eggs.
Use real ones.

I got my Amazon order!

I'm glad I got the aluminum one,
instead of one that could break/crack/shatter because of
boiling water.

I boiled the amount of water that would fit in my coffee cup.
Poured the boiling water over the grounds in the filter.
It just drip drip dripped right into the cup.

Perfect and hot.
I think I'm going to like this new
way to make coffee.

I also bought a rocking chair.
It had hideous furry stuff on it.
Looked like the feathers from
a baby peacock.
Even *I* couldn't like it.
I recovered it with what I had.

I also took stuff from the side of the house,
and put that stuff,
in the back yard,
where we could see it.

I also painted more snowflakes on the fence.
I can see this part of our back yard
when I'm in the dining room.
So, I'm going to fix it up
with everything I have.
Which again, is random.

Random Coffee

Wouldn't you just love to be on a road trip and see this? 

This is a picture from my friend's new home.....her husband's name is really Joe. 

How about.........YES!

I'm pretty much always ready.  Just ask.

Yeah.  I hate going in to coffee places that speak a different language than just the normal
size cup language.

Well, I don't go STRAIGHT for the coffee pot in the morning.  I feed Sheba and Bunny and Zephyr.  How could I enjoy coffee with Zephyr outside the kitchen window meowing like she hasn't eaten since 1943......or Bunny scratching 100 mph...... at the glass door to her little sleeping room.....or Sheba pulling the *stare* on me. 

If you get your coffee ready for the morning, before you go to bed at night, then turn around so I can pat your back.  What a great thing that must be. 

This is why I like to camp.  We always get coffee and donuts on the way.  I can put up with anything after that.....

I'd like some of this please and thank you.

If I had this picture, I'd frame it.

I'm waiting for a new coffee gadget.  I've had an Amazon gift card since my birthday, and finally used it.  Should be here today or tomorrow.  Yay. 


Sunday, January 11


Soon we'll reach the silver river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.

Friday, January 9


If you like green peppers, lots of hot spices, rice, shrimp, chicken, sausage and onions, canned tomatoes (you can hardly taste them) and celery.....all mixed together, then you like Jambalaya.  I listened to the song about Jambalaya growing up.....never knowing it was something you could actually make and eat, even if you didn't live in Louisiana. 

I did the recipe right.
Sometimes I don't.

It has a rather sick color to it,
but it was really good.

David and Kimberly helped us eat it.
And lived to tell about it.

I shouldn't have started the year out
so lofty.
I should have made grilled peanut butter
and jelly....that way anything I made after that
would somehow be better.
Thank you Pinterest for the recipe.
This coming week I'm making
crunch wraps, just like Taco Bell.
Well, maybe not JUST like Taco Bell.
There won't be any tomatoes on the ones I make.


 a strong feeling of enthusiasm or excitement
 for something or about doing something
Some passions are easy to come by.
Sports, gardening, sewing/crafts, shopping,
 welding, travel, pets, cleaning, reading, cooking,
 painting, writing, decorating,
health food, exercise/fitness, old  movies, farming,
 racing, building a business,
coffee, snazzy dressing, guns, surfing,
 collecting barb-wire,
 hunting....and many more things.
If you have a passion for sports,
 you don't have to make yourself watch a game.
I've never been forced to sew a quilt.
I love to plant flowers and fix up the yard.
I like to shop at thrift comes easily.
If you love dogs, it is a pleasure to have one.

Have you ever looked at somebody in real life,
or from history, and wondered
did they do SO much?
How did an author write so many books,
and you can barely read the funnies.
How does one draw up plans for
the Empire State Building,
and you can't get ice cubes
out of a tray.
How about let's all swim across
the English Channel.
In January.
It's called passion.
They were driven from something within.
These things are temporal.
(These things can be left out of our
lives, and nobody really cares.)
And even those things have a standard to be aware of,
if you are a Christian....

1 Corinthians 10:31
Whether therefore ye eat, or drink,
 or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God.
These things make us who we are.
We all have a natural liking for some things.
But, everything I manage to get done,
is not necessarily done with passion.
It's ok to do some things without passion.
(so, fail, Taco Bell)
no enthusiasm, but I can get it done....
no fervor but it'll do,
I may not relish something,
I'm not eager to do this or that,
no zeal,
there is no fixation on a project,
no will to start or finish,
not an avid anything,
no urge,
no obsession,
I don't crave it,
no allegiance,
I'm not devoted.....
and have no compulsion to be involved.....
but I will still do it.
This is only OK with the temporal,
the things we do that fill up our time after
we do dishes and make supper
or change oil in the truck.
There IS something we should be passionate about.
There is something we should have an urge to do,
we should be eager, and have zeal, a fixation on,
a will, an urge to accomplish,
an devoted to....
and have a great compulsion....
It's a commandment.
In the New Testament.

Matthew 28:19  Go ye therefore, and teach all nations,
 baptizing them in the name of the Father,
 and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:

The *ye* is you.
Ahh you say:
I can't really talk to people.
I'm not good with words.
Then study.
And learn to tell *your* story.

Mark 16:15
And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world,
 and preach the gospel to every creature.

Acts 1:8
 But ye shall receive power,
 after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you:
 and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem,
 and in all Judaea, and in Samaria,
 and unto the uttermost part of the earth.

This isn't an option.
This isn't a craft to choose,
or a thing to think about....
whether or not you want
to be involved.

Somebody did it for you.

Maybe, they did it without passion,
but if you're saved and on your way to heaven today,
somebody did it for you.
You ARE to tell others.
Of course it would be best to be filled with desire
to see others saved, to think on it constantly,
to realize who you are and what you are about,
to be eager to seek the lost,
to devote time and talent and resources,
to have a will to tell others,
an urge to see the lost be saved.
But, until you have the passion,
do it anyway.
Pray for the passion that will drive you
to not be able to rest at night
unless you have told somebody
about the Lord.
Start out little,
and pray for bigger things.

Lord lead me to some soul today,
O teach me Lord,
just what to say;
Friends of mine are lost in sin,
And cannot find their way.
Few there are who seem to care,
and few there are who pray;
Melt my heart and fill my life,
Give me one soul today.

Only One Life


Saturday, January 3

Decluttering 101

  • I got these *helps* from a website.........
  • If you have to go to 27 sites about cleaning your house up, search for ideas to help you,  learn and study ways to clear out your STUFF, watch three seasons of Hoarders, talk about it for 3 years......
  • YOUR HEART PROBABLY ISN'T IN IT.  We all know when we're ready to do this. Until then, just enjoy life, and remember, clutter is relative. Don't let somebody else's minimalistic lifestyle, ruin yours.
  • Have we used this item in the last year?
  • Used it?  In the past year? Are you kidding?  I haven't even SEEN most of my stuff  for 7 years.
  • Do I love this item?
  •  I had a high school history teacher that said you can't LOVE things.  My best friend kept saying she loved graham crackers, and he got so mad he could hardly talk.  He said you could only love people.  She never gave up.  Actually, with the people that were in her life, I can understand why she loved graham crackers. 
  • Does it make me happy?
  • If it made me happy, I probably ate it.
  • Does this item make my life easier?
  • If I have something that makes my life easier, I'm keeping it no matter how much room it is taking up. So clutter my house with it, please.
  • Does this item match my style?
  • Well, Hmmm.  Since my style is Extreme Random, then I can keep everything.  Nothing has to go, because most of my stuff is perfectly random.
  • Does it fit?
  • Yes, all 37 pairs of my shoes fit.  There.  Are you happy?
  • Do I have another item that serves a similar purpose?
  • Ok, I have a few too many purses.  Yes, I could start carrying all of my things in a bowl or laundry basket when I leave the house, does this mean I have to get rid of my purses?
  • Is the item broken and if so, it is worth fixing and do I have the time?
  • If my phone drops calls, and only has room for 3 apps.,  is it broken? Question #2, you can't fix stupid.  Question #3, ain't NOBODY got time for a phone like mine.
  • If I needed to replace the item, would it be expensive to get another one?
  • Yes, when I replace the phone I have, it will be very expensive.  I'm going Butterball on the next phone I get.
  • If we had to move today, would I want to take this with me?
  • We're not moving today.  I do think about the things my children will have to go through when I die....and I am semi concerned about it.  But you know what?  I'll be dead.  And it won't matter.
  • Is there someone out there that would enjoy this item more than me?
  • That is a pretty dumb question. I already ate it.
  • Thursday, January 1


    I'll start the year off with a Snoopy post.
    I've loved Snoopy and Charlie Brown since I can remember.
    My dad used to say to me,
    "You can do it Charlie Brown."

    Snoopy seems to be silent,
    but say so much.

    Snoopy is always ready to just be cool,
    to take a nap,
    to eat cookies,
    and if necessary,
    fight with the neighbor cat.

    Snoopy loves naps,
    and he loves to smooch.

    He can be bummed out,
    but never as bummed out as Charlie Brown.
    We're a lot like Snoopy, or he's a lot like us.....
    we just don't have speech bubbles.
    Probably a good thing.

    Little things make Snoopy happy.
    Like a letter in the mail.
    Which reminds me,
    I ought to look for some Snoopy stationery.

    Snoopy helps you try to tell somebody just how you feel.
    I used to have a miniature deck of Snoopy cards.
    It was a picture of Snoopy, blue background,
    white snowflakes.
    I wish I still had them.

    Snoopy has a temper,
    but not like Lucy.
    I also used to have a poster of Snoopy,
    on a surfboard,
    saying Cowabunga.
    Wish I still had it.
    Note to self,
    don't get rid of anymore
    Snoopy stuff.

    Friday, December 26

    I Resolute.....tomorrow.......

    (if you can't read the on it and it will enlarge)
    This is why I don't really like New Year's Resolutions.....
    it's kind of like waiting to do things right.
    I'm just gonna do what I want for a couple of months
    or so, then on January 1st I'll straighten up.
    It won't usually happen.
    How serious can you be about the very important
    things if you are willing to wait a month,
    a week, or a day to get it right?
    When the Lord speaks to you about something
    in your life that needs attention,
    do you really think He wants you to wait until the
    *NEW YEAR*
    What happens if you should happen to know something
    needs to be changed in your life....say, in April?
    Shall we all wait until January 1 to make those changes?
    There's nothing wrong with taking stock,
    examining our hearts, lives, actions.....having goals....
    there's just something wrong with seeing a change that needs to
    be made,,,,,and waiting to do it.
    Just because of the calendar.
    1 Corinthians 10:31
    Whether therefore ye eat, or drink,
     or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God.

    1 Corinthians 6:20
    For ye are bought with a price:
     therefore glorify God in your body,
     and in your spirit, which are God's.

    1 Samuel 15:22
    And Samuel said,
     Hath the LORD as great delight
     in burnt offerings and sacrifices,
     as in obeying the voice of the LORD?
     Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice,
     and to hearken than the fat of rams.

    (shall we start today to do better? or wait until 2015,
    then say we're sorry for what we did in 2014?)

    Thursday, December 25


    Ten years ago today,
    we had a white Christmas.
    It started snowing on Christmas Eve,
    and it was wonderful.
    A few of the kids stayed out in it
    for a really long time,
    in their pathetic *winter* coats.
    They wanted to enjoy every minute of it.
    It just kept snowing, and snowing, and snowing.
    Being from Kansas, I know that snow
    can be very different.
    It can come in a blizzard that stings your face
    at 30 m.p.h......
    it can sort of just spit snow,
    it can come down kind of crumbly and dry,
    and it can come in huge flakes,
    all stuck together,
    that make snowballs.
    Snowball snow.
    That was the best kind of snow.
    That's the kind the  *Snow of 2004* was.
    The whole McEntire family
    was at PaPa and Granny's that year.
    There were piles of grandkids
     running in and out all day.
    I'll never forget that Christmas. 
    And I'm sure we'll NEVER have another one quite like it.
    For many reasons.
    Kids grow up,
    and it only snows here about once every 80 years.