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Aw Shucks!

Yesterday evening, The Hubby came home with bushels and bushels of corn.  The pastor of our church had given us this corn from his garden.  What an abundant blessing!  The first thought through my mind was “Yummy!  Lots of corn!”.  The second thought through my mind was “Oh no!  I’m leaving in less than 2 days for my vacation.  What am I going to do with all this corn?”.  After some consultation between The Hubby and I, we decided to start tackling the project that evening and finish ( the remaining portion) the next day.

After dinner clean up, we (The Hubby, Thing 1, Snapper, Little Man, and I) sat out in the yard along the cow pasture shucking corn in the dusk of the evening.  Now let me give you a little visual of this precious family time.  Thing 1 had just emerged from the shower minutes before.  She was in her PJs with her hair twisted up in a towel and wearing fuzzy winter boots.  Little Man bathed directly after dinner so he was sporting nothing more than an over sized shirt and a slightly damp head.  The remaining three of us were still in that day’s clothing.  We are in a semi-circle with a huge pile of corn in need of shucking in the center.

We jump into action.  With the night’s darkness creeping in on us, we needed to act fast!  Little Man had probably never shucked corn before.  He gave it his all and did quite well for an inexperienced 3 year old.  The girls and I moved at a fairly decent speed.  We paused and said “eeewww” at every silk worm we came upon.  I had, what I thought was, a great plan for extracting the silk worms without having to come in contact with them.  The Hubby moved at lightening speed and shucked three ears in the time it took the other 4 of us to each complete one.

This was such a wonderful family time.  I wish I had taken a picture.  I love when the family works together to put up food or take care of the animals.  The farm is a family operation and I enjoy sharing it with my family.  We have been truly blessed.

** Now let me take a moment to state that I am not “scared” of silk worms.  I am simply disgusted by them and every other non-legged creature.  EEEWWW!!!!!  Oh and caterpillars too!

We brought a Radio Flyer wagon full of shucked corn inside to the kitchen for cleaning and preparing.  Once again, we worked as a family.  The Hubby cut off the “yucky” parts and I cleaned the remaining silk from the cobs.  Snapper cut and sealed one end of the vacuum sealer bags.  Thing 1 researched and found a recipe for frozen creamed corn.  Thing 1 also placed the corn into the boiling water and kept track of the time.  After the corn was clean and boiled, The Hubby cut the corn from the cobb and the girls scraped the cream from the remaining carcass of a cob.  After mixing the corn with the cream, I bagged it up and vacuumed out the air.  By the end of the evening, we had 10 bags of creamed corn vacuum sealed, labeled, and ready to freeze and enough corn for 10 more bags left to complete the next day.

Where was Little Man during this part of the process?  In bed!

I awoke this morning with a list (a mile long) running through my head of the things that needed to be accomplished before we reunited with our beds tonight.  As I lay in bed contemplating my strategy for the day, I felt something move on my chest.  (yeah, you read that right)  AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I jumped out of bed screeching and searching for this thing that had victimized me.  As I look around and up and down myself, I don’t see anything!  I must have felt my hair brush across my chest because I can’t find the culprit anywhere.  Now I am out of bed and might as well start my day.  I go to pull my hair up into my morning ponytail, when I spot a long creepy crawly on my chest.  (I’m creeped out even as I type this.)  I fling my cami off over my head and the culprit goes flying though the air.  I leap onto my bed and screech for The Hubby to come save me from this horrible creature!  I’m convinced it is a centipede; as they are well known for being found in beds.  Of course, The Hubby comes flying into the room to my rescue.  Who is this culprit?  A silk worm!  EEEEEWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!  (GAG!  CREEPY! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)  I can’t even think about it with out my stomach tying itself into a knot.  That thing slept in my bed with me all night?  Possibly in my hair?  I’m going to need therapy now for sure!

At least the shucking (silk worm) portion of the corn production is over.  We have the remaining portion of the corn to complete this evening and we will have quite a store of frozen corn available to us this winter!  Yay!  Thanks to the Lord and my pastor for blessing our family!

Up to my ears in corn (and silk worms),

The Milk Maid

Finally!!!!!

Over the past 3 weeks, The Hubby and I have been contemplating a small quick vacation for the family.  We needed a vacation we could take in a week or less.  We needed it to be in our budget.  And The Hubby needed to clear some time in his schedule to take this so-called schedule.

The location has changed approx 4 times since the begging of our planning session 3 weeks ago.  The Hubby finally gave me a time frame last week, then put me on hold due to a change in his schedule.

BUT FINALLY…. The hotel room is booked and tickets are purchased.  We are headed to Williamsburg, Virginia next week!  I am ubber excited.

Historic Williamsburg

Jamestown

Yorktown

Busch Gardens

Water Country USA

Doesn’t that all sound like so much fun!

We haven’t vacationed as a family in 2 years.  I am sure I will be packed and ready to go before the departure day arrives.  Packing lists need to be made.  The girls need new suitcases.  So much to do!

Yay me!

The Milk Maid

The New Man In My Life

No, not like that!

My nephew, who I will refer to as Little Man, will be spending 3 or more days a week with the girls and me.  We have been excited about spending time with him, teaching him, and loving on him.

Little Man is three years old.  He is cute as a button.  This morning was his first day with us and he walked in so happily without any fuss.  He wanted to watch “a movie” so we turned on our Wii with Netflix.  He is sitting beside me watching “Caillou”.  I can remember when my girls loved watching that show.

Having a three-year old (boy) in the house is going to take some adjusting, but I don’t mind; it’s all worth it in the end.

Loving the new man in my life,

The Milk Maid

Open mouth, Insert Foot

Sometimes I just want to kick myself!  Like when I tell something to someone who isn’t supposed to know it.  Yeah I did that today.  KICK!

I purchased a new cell phone today.  I was seriously in need of a new one.  My old one was not holding battery life or keeping cell service, so it was time to upgrade.  So… I didn’t have any of my contacts in my new phone….. So when a certain person, who we will call KS, texted me about a get together, I didn’t realize who it was…. So I mentioned a particular other get together that KS wasn’t suppose to know about….. So…. Open mouth, Insert Foot! Kick!

Me Oh My! Kick!

The Milk Maid

I’ve made so much progress this week and it’s only Tuesday.  Two days of school under our belt.  Today was much better than yesterday.  If each day gets better, I won’t know what to do 180 days into this!

Yesterday held much work.  Of course there was school and I worked on organizing the current registered co-op members.  I canned 8 1/2 pints of Hot Pepper Salsa and 13 pints of Strawberry Fig Jam.  I took the left over fruit and treated the family with a cobbler.

Today, we schooled again and I worked on co-op administration again.  Snapper is enjoying her new computer based curriculum.  Thing 1 is taking on a very challenging curriculum this year.  I enjoy watching them soak up new knowledge.  A trip into town rewarded me with over $200 savings on my groceries.

I have enjoyed being productive.  It’s nice to feel accomplished.  But at the end of the day, we have been enjoying some Netflix on the Wii.  Cuddling with my girls and The Hubby is a nice way to end the day.

The Milk Maid

Welcome Back!

Have you given up on me yet?  Did you think I’d never come back?  I wasn’t so sure myself.

It has been an extremely busy summer for me and my family.  After two weeks of initial recovery from my surgery in May, we headed off to Alabama for a missions trip with Builders for Christ.  Two weeks later, our friends, The Price Family, came for a month-long stay.  During three of these weeks, The Hubby and I, along with Mother Price and her teenage daughters, counseled children at our church’s bible camp.  One week, Thing 1 attended a Horse/Bible Camp.  One week, Snapper and I headed to Nashville, TN for a music camp.  Snapper learned so much during that time and we hope to return next year.

After Mother Price and her brood departed for their new home in Florida, we enjoyed one week with a taste of normalcy.  But there was still one more week of camp to accomplish before life returned to normal.  On the first day of August, Snapper headed to Diabetes Camp.  Thing 1 and I spent this week having some “woman” time and lots of shopping!

Now it is August 10th, and we are beginning our second day back to school; homeschool that is.  The first day started out bumpy and I lost my temper right away.  Today, is starting better.  The girls are in the kitchen making themselves some breakfast.  Soon they will sit down at their perspective tables (Thing 1 in the breakfast room and Snapper in the dining room), and start their schoolwork.

Our local homeschool co-op will resume at the end of the month.  The girls are registered for classes and eager to get started.  I have once again taken up the hat of Commitment Coordinator for the co-op.  I love my administrative position and wouldn’t trade it for a teaching position for all the riches in the world.  I can teach my kids but I’m not quite so gracious when teaching others.

I love this feeling of normalcy.  I have found that I needed it more than I knew.  I have been feeling out of sorts during the last few weeks.  We adults thrive with structure and scheduling just as much as children do.

After such a busy summer and with hunting season coming up (The Hubby), we decided to dry up our milk cow for a season.  We have been with out milking duties for about two weeks now.  I miss it but enjoy the freedom.  We are purchasing raw milk from friends who are also family.

I hope to get back to my blogging on a regular basis again.

See you soon,

The Milk Maid

God has planted within me this deep desire to see the marriages of those around me and in my community work out and create Godly families who want to serve the Lord and glorify him in their marriages.  So what can I do?

All around me I see marriages ending in dramatic divorces, young couples “in love” getting married, and marriages celebrating anniversaries that give me a sense of awe.  My heart cries out for all these marriages.  I want to help the divorcees.  I want to encourgage the newly weds.  I want to applaud the marriages celebrating yet another year of sweet union.

I’ve watched some of my dearest friends suffer through divorce.  I spend hours crying in the seclusion of my bedroom.  My heart breaks for these families.  Yet, I know my heart ache can’t compare to the heart ache being felt by this husband and wife.  I want to ask questions and get to the bottom of the matter.  What happened?  Was it really that bad?  Can’t you work it out?  I wish I could help.  I pray for them but I don’t know what else to do.

Over the past years, I have watched young ladies and gentlemen commit their lives to each other.  I remember their courting days and the glow on their faces when they told me about their engagements.   I’ve watched them from afar as they saved themselves for this special time in their lives.  Oh how my heart leaps in excitement for them.  I can remember being “in love”.  The excitement of a new journey with someone you love by your side.  I want to encourage them.  I want them to know how important it is to talk with your spouse; even when you don’t want to.  Don’t stop flirting with your spouse; treat them like you still see them as that special person you fell in love with.   Cry together and laugh together.  Treat your marriage as your first and most important earthly ministry.  When you have kids, don’t forget that you loved your spouse first!  Don’t let your desires turn into expectations; it will just break your heart.  And forgive, forgive, forgive.  I pray for happy healthy marriages.

I am in awe at the marriages that celebrate anniversaries that represent a number greater than my own.  I think about the 12 1/2 years of my own marriage and the struggles that we, with the Lord’s help, have over come.  Then I think about how small 12 1/2 looks like when compared to 25, 30, 40, 50, etc.  I am encouraged by the Godly marriages in my church.  Men and women who have experienced their lives together and still love each other at the end of each day.  Men and women who have been disappointed by their spouses but still have eyes for only that one person.  Men and women who desire to be pleasing to God in their marriages.  Wow, I’m in awe!

Dear Heavenly Father, please show me how to pray for the marriages of my friends, family, church, community, and country.  You have given me a heart that hurts for broken marriages, celebrates healthy marriages and wants to encourage all marriages.  Take me, Lord, and use me in a way that glorifies you and satisfies my heart for all marriages.  Lord, you know the desires of my heart.  I desire to be a small piece to this big puzzle.  Amen.

The Milk Maid