I am playing along with a Craft Giveaway with dear Martha and I invite you to join us.
The first 5 people to respond to this post will get something made by me, especially for you.
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
I make no guarantees that you will like what I make but I hope you will.
What I create will be just for you.
They say I have a year to get it to you. But I promise it will NOT take that long!
You have no clue what it's going to be. It’s a surprise to both of us at this point.
The catch? You must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.
Monday, August 31, 2009
school
School starts tomorrow! Yeah! I love when school gets out and I can spend some time with the kids but summer vacation is too long. The kids are bored and starting to get on each others nerves and mine.
Son starts high school. He'd never admit it but he's nervous. The high school is in the same building as the middle school. He's been taking classes in the high school. He is off to the ice cream social with hubby tonight for orientation. Once he finds his home room and gets his locker I think he will be fine.
Youngest is planning her outfits for the week. She asked if she could borrow one of my skirts. I could only wish one would fit her. This is a first for her. My baby is growing up.
And oldest has been chomping at the bit to get back to school. That was me growing up. Even as a kid I wished summer vacation was only two weeks long.
Son starts high school. He'd never admit it but he's nervous. The high school is in the same building as the middle school. He's been taking classes in the high school. He is off to the ice cream social with hubby tonight for orientation. Once he finds his home room and gets his locker I think he will be fine.
Youngest is planning her outfits for the week. She asked if she could borrow one of my skirts. I could only wish one would fit her. This is a first for her. My baby is growing up.
And oldest has been chomping at the bit to get back to school. That was me growing up. Even as a kid I wished summer vacation was only two weeks long.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
vegging out
The past two days I have vegged around the house. Well, I did do all the laundry, dust, vacuum and clean the bathroom. I also supervised the kids in cleaning their bathroom. Then I rested. I can't relax in a dirty house.
I accepted an offer from friends to play farmville on facebook. OK, now I'm addicted - planning out when to harvest my crops and helping friends to earn experience and level up. I'm already up to level six with seven in my sights. This is worse than tending my fairy garden.
Yesterday I made a loaf of pepperoni bread. Hubby and the kids were fighting (in a playful kind of way) about whether it should stay home or go to work with hubby. I served it with dinner so hubby would not miss any of it. They finished the entire loaf at dinner to make sure they didn't miss a slice. I also made my "the works" potato salad. It is loaded with all the goodies you would put on a loaded baked potato - sour cream, chives and bacon. Son especially loves it and I need to make a triple batch just to have left overs. He wants me to bring this to the family picnic next week. I joked that he would have to get at the end of the food line if anyone wants to try it.
Today mother and father-in-love come for breakfast. They just returned from 17 days in Alaska and have presents for the kids. MIL is bringing a blueberry buckle. I made a ham and broccoli stratta.
Tonight my parents come for a fondue. We grew up having these for really, really special events. I'm not talking chocolate or cheese but boiling oil and cooking your own dinner. Hubby has experienced one with my brother and sister-in-love but this will be the kids first. I waited until I thought they could enjoy the experience and be patient enough. Mom is bringing steak, shrimp and Caesar salad. I made the sausage balls ( a mix of sausage, sauerkraut and cream cheese), sweet and sour sauce, breaded cheese cubes and a blackberry pie (my dad's favorite).
I consider prepping all this food vegging out by the way.
Hubby just called and asked if I wanted a mocha latte (decaf of course) from Dunkin Donuts. He is headed home from his last day of work. And after asking my schedule for the week invited me to breakfast on Tuesday after we put the kids on the bus for their first day of school. Have I ever mentioned how much I love and adore him?
I accepted an offer from friends to play farmville on facebook. OK, now I'm addicted - planning out when to harvest my crops and helping friends to earn experience and level up. I'm already up to level six with seven in my sights. This is worse than tending my fairy garden.
Yesterday I made a loaf of pepperoni bread. Hubby and the kids were fighting (in a playful kind of way) about whether it should stay home or go to work with hubby. I served it with dinner so hubby would not miss any of it. They finished the entire loaf at dinner to make sure they didn't miss a slice. I also made my "the works" potato salad. It is loaded with all the goodies you would put on a loaded baked potato - sour cream, chives and bacon. Son especially loves it and I need to make a triple batch just to have left overs. He wants me to bring this to the family picnic next week. I joked that he would have to get at the end of the food line if anyone wants to try it.
Today mother and father-in-love come for breakfast. They just returned from 17 days in Alaska and have presents for the kids. MIL is bringing a blueberry buckle. I made a ham and broccoli stratta.
Tonight my parents come for a fondue. We grew up having these for really, really special events. I'm not talking chocolate or cheese but boiling oil and cooking your own dinner. Hubby has experienced one with my brother and sister-in-love but this will be the kids first. I waited until I thought they could enjoy the experience and be patient enough. Mom is bringing steak, shrimp and Caesar salad. I made the sausage balls ( a mix of sausage, sauerkraut and cream cheese), sweet and sour sauce, breaded cheese cubes and a blackberry pie (my dad's favorite).
I consider prepping all this food vegging out by the way.
Hubby just called and asked if I wanted a mocha latte (decaf of course) from Dunkin Donuts. He is headed home from his last day of work. And after asking my schedule for the week invited me to breakfast on Tuesday after we put the kids on the bus for their first day of school. Have I ever mentioned how much I love and adore him?
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Goddess Gift
This beautiful Goddess was gifted to me by my friend Rose. She hand crafts these and many other delightful items.
WHC
OK, this event was just too exciting to stop blogging about. Plus, I finally downloaded all of my pictures. Did I mention that Mz. Imani became friends with the 13 indigenous grandmothers and that Flordemayo asked to come to the conference? And she was welcomed with open arms and full hearts.
Mz Imani
Circle within a Circle
Our teachers
Click to make sure you see the rainbow. This really sums up the whole event.
Mz Imani
Circle within a Circle
Our teachers
Click to make sure you see the rainbow. This really sums up the whole event.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Women's Herbal Conference
Yeah, I had so much fun at the conference. I have next year's dates (august 27 - 29, 2010) all blocked off. I attended my first conference four years ago and I have no intention of missing one. This year their was a record 575 women in attendance. For more info check out Sage Mountains website.
Oldest and I headed out Friday morning in the clouds. We arrived right at 10 when registration started. We set up the tent while the sun was still shining and headed for check in and to buy t-shirts. If you want a t-shirt you must arrive early and shop early (like in the first hour for any selection). T-shirts in hand we checked in and received our packet of classes for the week end. We looked over that while enjoying our picnic lunch.
Opening circle started at 1 and the first class was at 2:30. Mz. Imani was there with her drums calling us together and raising the energy.
Oldest is in "circle within a circle" for girls 13 to 18. Her classes are all planned out. Which I sometimes envy as I choose from 11 different classes each time slot. Friday I attended Love your liver with Tammi Sweet and Using Kitchen Herbs as Analogs for Wild Native Medicinal Herbs with Tammi Hartung. I've been considering taking anatomy and physiology at the community college and if Tammi Sweet taught the class I would sign up immediately. Oldest had belly dancing and the art of felting. The rain came down during the second class and dinner had to be eaten in the cafeteria instead of on the lawn but it cleared up by night fall. Dinner choices were lasagna and salmon. The nights entertainment included Katrin, Rising Appalachia and Kellianna along with Mz. Imani and the heartbeats. We were in curled up in our sleeping bags by 11. We woke to a full rainbow.
Saturday we were up early and showered. Oldest and I visited over coffee before breakfast and looked at the classes we would be taking. I took Safe Cosmetics with Susan Hoffman and learned a few new tricks to apply to my soap making, Tools of Assessment:Reading the Body with Margi Flint (I've taken this before but it is worth taking repeatedly) and Healing through Song with Cloe and Leah Smith (from Rising Appalachia). Me singing - who would have thought. Oldest had prayer bundles, hoop dancing and moon cycles. During "free" time I watched Numen:The Nature of Plants a wonderful documentary on the healing power of plants. I would highly recommend seeing it. By this point it was raining - OK torrential down pour and oldest and her friends played in the rain. The rain was a blessing to the girls visited by the henna queens as they were able to wash that henna right out of their hair from the water pouring off the roof. It was a fun show to watch. Can I say they call it free time but it is packed with dozens of options - from films, to classes, to henna to cordial tasting. After dinner and the rain subsided a little oldest and I moved our still dry sleeping bags into the car. Everything else was wet or damp and it looked like more rain was coming. We slept dry and comfy in the back of my car with plenty of room.
Saturday night was filled with music, stories and dance. It was after midnight before we crawled into the car. Sunday we were up early and started the day much the same way. Oldest was cold and decided to skip sweat lodge and attend Early Christian Mystics and their Creative Feminine Theology taught by Candis Cantin with me. While waiting for breakfast we had a wonderfully in depth conversation about religion, spirituality, beliefs. I ran into Katie who organizes circle within a circle and she commented how much oldest has opened up in the past year. The WHC is soooo sooo good for her. The sparkle in her eyes, the friends she has made. Yahoo! My last class was Signs of the Times: Astrology for Health with Phyllis Light. It was a class on folk astrology and how it is used to plant crops and aid in diagnosis. I also bought the CD for Susun Weed's class Favorite Herbs for a High Energy Life. I listened to this to and from work on Monday and loved it. They tape all of the classes. Some people use a lot of hand outs or the white board and you can miss so much. I knew Susun Weed doesn't do this and that the CD would help me make up my mind on what class to take. Oldest had their closing circle/class. Then it was lunch and closing circle. Ten minutes after we left the rain started again.
We stopped for dinner on the way home and then it was unpacking and hanging everything to dry. The ride home was filled with song as I bought the latest CD's by all the performers. This is Katrin's best CD yet. And it is Friday and I am still excited. The classes, the women, the energy is just amazing.
Oldest and I headed out Friday morning in the clouds. We arrived right at 10 when registration started. We set up the tent while the sun was still shining and headed for check in and to buy t-shirts. If you want a t-shirt you must arrive early and shop early (like in the first hour for any selection). T-shirts in hand we checked in and received our packet of classes for the week end. We looked over that while enjoying our picnic lunch.
Opening circle started at 1 and the first class was at 2:30. Mz. Imani was there with her drums calling us together and raising the energy.
Oldest is in "circle within a circle" for girls 13 to 18. Her classes are all planned out. Which I sometimes envy as I choose from 11 different classes each time slot. Friday I attended Love your liver with Tammi Sweet and Using Kitchen Herbs as Analogs for Wild Native Medicinal Herbs with Tammi Hartung. I've been considering taking anatomy and physiology at the community college and if Tammi Sweet taught the class I would sign up immediately. Oldest had belly dancing and the art of felting. The rain came down during the second class and dinner had to be eaten in the cafeteria instead of on the lawn but it cleared up by night fall. Dinner choices were lasagna and salmon. The nights entertainment included Katrin, Rising Appalachia and Kellianna along with Mz. Imani and the heartbeats. We were in curled up in our sleeping bags by 11. We woke to a full rainbow.
Saturday we were up early and showered. Oldest and I visited over coffee before breakfast and looked at the classes we would be taking. I took Safe Cosmetics with Susan Hoffman and learned a few new tricks to apply to my soap making, Tools of Assessment:Reading the Body with Margi Flint (I've taken this before but it is worth taking repeatedly) and Healing through Song with Cloe and Leah Smith (from Rising Appalachia). Me singing - who would have thought. Oldest had prayer bundles, hoop dancing and moon cycles. During "free" time I watched Numen:The Nature of Plants a wonderful documentary on the healing power of plants. I would highly recommend seeing it. By this point it was raining - OK torrential down pour and oldest and her friends played in the rain. The rain was a blessing to the girls visited by the henna queens as they were able to wash that henna right out of their hair from the water pouring off the roof. It was a fun show to watch. Can I say they call it free time but it is packed with dozens of options - from films, to classes, to henna to cordial tasting. After dinner and the rain subsided a little oldest and I moved our still dry sleeping bags into the car. Everything else was wet or damp and it looked like more rain was coming. We slept dry and comfy in the back of my car with plenty of room.
Saturday night was filled with music, stories and dance. It was after midnight before we crawled into the car. Sunday we were up early and started the day much the same way. Oldest was cold and decided to skip sweat lodge and attend Early Christian Mystics and their Creative Feminine Theology taught by Candis Cantin with me. While waiting for breakfast we had a wonderfully in depth conversation about religion, spirituality, beliefs. I ran into Katie who organizes circle within a circle and she commented how much oldest has opened up in the past year. The WHC is soooo sooo good for her. The sparkle in her eyes, the friends she has made. Yahoo! My last class was Signs of the Times: Astrology for Health with Phyllis Light. It was a class on folk astrology and how it is used to plant crops and aid in diagnosis. I also bought the CD for Susun Weed's class Favorite Herbs for a High Energy Life. I listened to this to and from work on Monday and loved it. They tape all of the classes. Some people use a lot of hand outs or the white board and you can miss so much. I knew Susun Weed doesn't do this and that the CD would help me make up my mind on what class to take. Oldest had their closing circle/class. Then it was lunch and closing circle. Ten minutes after we left the rain started again.
We stopped for dinner on the way home and then it was unpacking and hanging everything to dry. The ride home was filled with song as I bought the latest CD's by all the performers. This is Katrin's best CD yet. And it is Friday and I am still excited. The classes, the women, the energy is just amazing.
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