Monthly Archives: October 2008

Growing Food

Tonight I’m using up the last of my green and serano peppers from the garden in a yummy smelling pepper steak.  I have a small sense of sadness that it’s turned cooler and my plants are dying.  There was a great sense of accomplishment when I was feeding my family good food that I had grown. 

My parents have Persimmon trees, and I grew up on Persimmon pudding.  Saturday was so special when my mom had made one for us, and she was talking about not being able to pick them up.  Brooke and I decided to help her out, so we went outside and started picking them up.  Mom came out with a bucket, and said if we filled that up it was enough for 4 pudding.  We filled that up, and another, and then some.  I finally had to call it quits because I didn’t think I could bend down anymore.  I’d planned on my mom keeping some, but she sent us home with all of them.  Sunday and Monday we processed 23 cups of Persimmon pulp!  I can hardly wait to have me some pudding!!

Fall Break

Uneventful and blissful.  That was our fall break.  Thursday we enjoyed sleeping in, and it was a beautiful day outside too!  We went and picked out pumpkins, something that we used to do every year with granny and grampa.  Grampa would take us out to the orchard that he picked apples at, and we’d spend time in the pumpkin patch, then wander over to the blackberries and apple trees.  When we were done in the fields we’d head back up to the store for some apple cider.  With Grampa gone it’s just not the same.  Fun was had and pumpkins were picked, but it was a little sad.  God love Brooke, she was trying to soothe my tears and she said, “you know he’s in Heaven watching us right now!”.  She is so right! 

I did learn about some pumpkins though.  Did you know there are pumpkins called Out too late?  Yep, they look like bloodshot eyes!  How about a warty pumpkin?  You guessed it, covered in warty looking things.  What about a Fairy tale pumpkin?  Well, just think of Cinderella’s carriage.  That’s what it reminds me of.  I picked one of those because it’s purple.  There’s also a peanut pumpkin that looks like it’s covered in peanut shells.  There’s my babies hanging out with the $50 pumpkins!  Brooke already had her hair up in a bun for dance.  She’ll not be happy with me for posting this picture!  Sorry Boo Bear, mommy loves you:)

On Friday it rained, so we went to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua.  The theater was a madhouse, poor planning on my part, apparently some High School Musical 3 came out.  Anyone heard of that?  Yeah, me either!  The first two showings were sold out, as was the first of our movie, so we bought tickets and went to the mall.  Zach got his halloween costume, Brooke got a Twilight T-shirt and poster, and Matthew drug us into Build A Bear for another buddy.  It’s a good thing I had the gift cards for the movies, because we spent our allowance at the mall. 

The movie was very cute, especially since we have two little chihuahua’s.  It was refreshing to not cringe at any scenes or language.  All in all a very sweet movie about friendship, loyalty and promises.

“Moore” Monday

I know, but Moore Tuesday just doesn’t sound right!

WE LEARN TO BE VICTORIOUS

BY SURRENDERING OUR LIVES

TO GOD, NOT BY GRITTING OUR

TEETH AND TRYING HARDER.

Lord God, the enemy boasted, “I will
pursue, I will overtake them.  I will divide the
spoils; I will gorge myself on them.  I will draw
my sword, and my hand will destroy them.”

But You can blow with Your breath and
cause the sea to cover my enemy!  You, Lord,
can cause my enemy to sink like lead in the
mighty waters! (Ex. 15:9-10).

Lord, Your power has not diminished
since the days when You revealed Your power
and glory as You fought for Israel.  I am Your
child, too.  Fight for me, God!  Overpower
the one who seeks to overpower me!

Beth Moore, Praying God’s Word Day by Day

Parent Teacher conferences

Every year it goes like this.
Teacher-  She/He’s such a good student, but so very quiet.
Me- Are you sure you have the right kid?  My kid is quiet?  Would you like to come home with me?  Please…?

What do you get when two introverts have kids?  Introverted kids!  Brooke is 12 and she’s just now becoming the social butterfly, much to my dismay. 

So yesterday it was Zach’s teacher.  She had only two concerns.  The first was that Zach’s best friend L is out of town this week, and she wasn’t sure how Zach would do.  Surprisingly, she said he’s made the effort to choose other partners and has done well!  Secondly, she wanted to know if he was scared or intimidated of her.  I told her that he’s never mentioned anything like that.  Again, she just talked about how quiet and shy he was, and gave the example of him coming up to her desk to ask a question.  She said he would stand there quietly, not interrupting if she was doing something, and wait for her to look up.  Then he would ask the question very quietly and walk away quickly.  Now I think he’s just being respectful with that one, and am proud of him for not just jumping in with his question.  Miss D. went on to say that he’s very bright, and a couple of times she’s seen his sense of humor.  (He is a very funny kid!) 

I always get a kick out of these things, and then I come home and relay to the kids what I heard.  Zach just gets a big grin on his face, he’s so cute!  What can I say about being shy?

Obedience classes

Monday night was the first of six obedience classes for our new Boxer puppy.  About a year ago we had a boxer/cocker mix and an AKC Boxer that we had to get rid of because of severe aggression issues.  It got really bad, and before we bought the new guy, I said we were going to do everything possible to prevent that again.  This was the first step. 

We had an incident at the vet’s office where a fight erupted between Logan (our new pup) and another dog.  Logan actually pulled the leash out of Matthew’s hands and took off for the other dog.  So I was nervous about taking him into an area with lots of other dogs, and I had Brian come with us.  He has a much calmer demeanor with dogs, and can pretty much get Logan to do anything.  I am the one that needs trained!  There were 10 or 11 other dogs there and Logan would not shut up.  The trainer was trying to talk and he just kept yapping.  I was feeling embarassed and trying to pet him to get him to calm down, and then Brian took over.  He was petting him too when the trainer decided to make a point out of us.  she called attention to what Logan was doing, and then what Brian was doing.  He was actually encouraging the barking by giving Logan affection.  Huh!  And we thought the dog was stupid…

The trainer walked over and took the leash, popped it a slight bit and said “that’s enough“.  For the rest of the class he did not make a sound!  Whoa, I’m gonna like this. 

We only had one incident where an 85 pound lab came over and there was a tense moment before they were pulled away from each other.  The trainer explained that most other dogs are scared of boxers, almost like they emit their strength.  The lab was curious and scared, but since he was bigger he walked over to Logan.  Logan was scared and he felt like the lab was invading his personal space, so he tried to show his might.  She assured us that we were doing the right thing by being in this class, and that we were going to have a great pet.  I feel better now, but will wait to see how the rest goes.  We may still call in Barkbusters to come out to the house for some training too.

Twilight series

Well, I finished Breaking Dawn around 1a.m.  I’m dragging today, but I could not put it down!  It has to be my favorite, but I loved all of them.  Honestly, book two was more about Jacob, and I liked it the least.  Still liked it though!  It was such an easy read that I actually felt like I was a part of the story, so I can’t wait until the movie comes out, (31 days), and Brooke and I can go see it.  I hope it lives up to the book.  I’ve seen a couple of trailers, and I guess Stephenie Meyer was really involved in the making of it. 

I kind of felt lost without reading it this morning and then I realized, o yeah, laundry, floors, dishes, blog…all that stuff that I’ve been neglecting for this teen love story!

“Moore” Monday

SOMETIMES THE HARDEST

BIBLICAL TRUTHS FOR US

TO ACCEPT ARE THE

ONES ABOUT US.

You, God, created my inmost being.  You
knit me together in my mother’s womb.  I praise
You because I am fearfully and wonderfully
made.  Your works are wonderful.  I know that
full well (Ps. 139:13-14).

Father, my body is not horrible.  I know
that.  I have simply misused it.  Please sanctify it
and take it over completely.

I know, Lord, that my body is a temple
of the Holy Spirit who is in me, whom I have
received from You.  I am not my own; I was
bought at a price.  Therefore I desire to honor
You with my body (1 Cor. 6:19-20).

 

Beth Moore, Praying God’s Word Day by Day

Twilight

I’ve been missing in action lately because of a book.  Well, actually a series of teen books.  Brooke’s friends got her started on the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer, and because of the content, I wanted to preview what she was reading.  It’s about a girl who falls in love with a vampire, and he tries not to fall in love with her but doesn’t succeed.  I know!  Crazy strange, huh?  I was worried about darkness and evil forces, but it’s really just a love story that I can’t seem to get enough of.  I’ve just started the 4th and final book, so only 600+ pages and I’ll be back to my bloggy self.  I’ve gotta find out how it ends!

“Moore” Monday

GOD IS INTIMATELY ACQUAINTED

WITH SORROW AND SUFFERING.

HE ALSO HAS A REMEDY.  HE IS THE

MEETER OF OUR NEEDS.

Lord, I don’t want to be like those on the
road to Emmaus, who stood still with their
faces downcast when You asked, “What are
you discussing together as you walk along?”
They responded, “We had hoped that he was
the one who was going to redeem Israel” 
(Luke 24:17,21).

They did not understand that the cross
had to come before the kingdom.  How foolish
they were!  The very death which they had
responded to with hopelessness represented
the greatest hope of all time!

Lord God, I ask forgiveness for every
single time I have blamed my hopelessness on You.
You are the God of hope.  You are the Blessed
Hope Himself.

Beth Moore, Praying God’s Word Day by Day