The Simple Woman’s Daybook – February 23, 2009

February 23, 2009 darcee3 Comments

The Simple Woman’s Daybook
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Thank you Peggy.

FOR TODAY : February 23, 2008
I am afraid this is going to be an insanely busy week. Ash Wednesday is this week and with comes Lent.

Outside my Window – So far today it is gray and somewhat chilly and it has started to rain.

I am thinking – My mind is rushing. I can’t keep one thought centered long enough because all those needy other thoughts are pushing forward vying for attention.

From the learning rooms – Alexander the Great, the letters M and S and seeds and sprouts.

I am thankful for- Spring being on its way.

From the kitchen – Crock-pot night.

I am reading – I finally finished On Basilisk Station. I have no idea what I am going to read next.

I am hoping – Would you believe that I got lost on my way to my brother-in-law’s house last week? I think I am too stressed out at the moment to hope for much of anything. Maybe I can hope that things won’t be as dreadfully crazy as I fear they will be?

I am creating – Hannah’s first communion dress. This is the big project for the next few weeks.

I am hearing – Josh is yawning. He is the first one up today. Very unusual for him.

Around the house – A million things to do.

One of my favorite things – hugs.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week – Bookkeeping, a little gardening, some sewing and hopefully a little peace.

Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you –

Culling the clothing

February 20, 2009 darceeLeave a comment

Every six months or so I walk into the children’s rooms to put away laundry, open the door and realise that I can’t fit everything in there. I don’t think the children’s clothing actually breeds in the laundry, but it sure seems like it sometimes. We start the season with the “right” amount of clothing and then through gifts, hand-me-downs and bringing things up from storage as the children grow into a new size we end up stuffed to the gills again. Now if I was smart I would pull clothing equal to the gifts/hand-me-downs and I wouldn’t let a storage box open before I had sorted out the smaller size but most times I am just not that smart or diligent.

So the clothing multiplies and before many months go by there is just too much in the drawers again, so I have to cut back. I have written before about my clothing inventory and clothing checklist here. This system works really well for me.

So the time has come to go through the clothing again.

I pulled out the lists for the girls:

Hannah’s list

Sarah’s list

I am culling back to the list level, then I will be able to see what I need to get.

In the News

Half dressed women viewed as objects by men.

February 16, 2009February 21, 2009 darcee2 Comments

A study reported in the British news today (Telegraph, Guardian) shows that men’s perceptions of woman change when they view pictures of scantily dressed females .

Shocked?

Me either.

Hercules Between Virtue And Vice - Emmanuel Benner

I can’t help but wonder if a similar result could be seen if you looked at actual women. Does one woman in skimpy dress in the mall affect the way the men who see her view other women? Because if so it adds yet another argument to the reasons women should seriously consider the affect their apparel has on everyone around them.

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The Simple Woman’s Daybook – February 16, 2009

February 16, 2009February 16, 2009 darcee2 Comments

The Simple Woman’s Daybook
is hosted by Peggy at the Simple Woman.
Thank you Peggy.

FOR TODAY : February 16, 2008
Sarah turned three yesterday. Today is cold and somewhat cloudy. It is also President’s day so Ashley is home.

Outside my Window – The wind is blowing and they sky is mostly gray. I need to finish pruning the roses this week .

I am thinking – It is sort of sad to not have a baby in the house.

From the learning rooms – We are making more solid plans for Lent.

I am thankful for- Kyle being home again. Lord I miss him when he is gone.

From the kitchen – I really, really need to grocery shop.

I am reading – On Basilisk Station — I am almost done with it.

I am hoping – That I don’t get lost driving up to Vancouver today. Actually I am sure I can find Vancouver… my brother-in-law’s house — not so much.

I am creating – Hannah’s first communion dress. I am using my wedding dress and you can see the progress so far. I will be posting more on this soon. Yes, I did find my camera.

I am hearing – The children’s lunch conversation.

Around the house – I have to go grocery shopping, drive to Vancouver and then make dinner. At least there is no CCD tonight. Also, the ugly-used-to-be-white carpet is about 1/3 gone.

One of my favorite things – Hardwood floors. Yes, I know they are cold, loud, whatever… but they are so, so much better than ugly-used-to-be-white carpet.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week – More sewing, a little gardening. The Portland Garden show is this weekend, I would like to go.

Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you –

My world

Darcee the Dishwasher Repairman.

February 12, 2009February 16, 2009 darcee3 Comments

Move over Rosie —

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My lovely Kitchenaid dishwasher has been steadily declining in its ability to clean the dishes and finally got to the point this week where the top rack wasn’t washing at all. I can not tell you how heartsick this made me. $$$ were flashing before my eyes while the dishes were having to be hand-washed. I could live without the washer indefinitely, but I really like having it.
I figured I would look on-line to see if there was something I could do. Back last fall I was able to fix my clothes washer when the filter needed cleared so I was slightly hopeful. After Google-searching up a couple of useful sites, hunting around their message boards to pin point the likely problem and reading a good deal I finally came to this page.

I grabbed my trusty tool box and proceeded to pull the dishwasher apart. The children were sort of wide-eyed at the whole process. Before long I was pulling some of the nastiest, smelliest junk out of my dishwasher.

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I worked down another level and discovered that I was wrong in thinking that the stuff I had already dealt with was nasty. This layer gave nasty a new definition.

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I pulled out the chopper assembly and it looked very bad. Here it is after I rinsed it off:

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Note how bent up the blades are. I sat down and ordered the new part and then put the washer back together (yes, I just put the bent up one back in I figure it was working a few days ago so it will last a few more now that it is clean.) The washer is working much, much better (and quieter) now. The new part should be in before the end of next week.

Sorry for the obvious crowing, but I am rather pleased with myself.

40 bags of stuff. · Catholic stuff · Lent · My world

40 Bags of stuff

February 11, 2009February 23, 2009 darcee13 Comments

Last year I did a rather crazy thing. I ditched 40 kitchen trash bags (or the equivalent) of stuff out of our house. 40 – yes, really. It is amazing how much stuff was lurking in the backs of cupboards and closets and how many “extra” things I had. Too many towels, sheets, coats, shoes, books, small kitchen appliances… the list goes on and on.

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This was started as a housekeeping exercise. Something I did because my home needed a good dejunking. It had been years since I had really decluttered and letting go was so liberating. By the end I starting thinking about the processes of letting go of “stuff” as a spiritual exercise. Sometime last summer Fr Kyle contacted me and asked about the idea of using the 40 trash bag challenge as a part of his Lenten program. This delighted me to no end and it got me thinking again about the whole project; what worked best and what didn’t.

40 bags. One thing I know caused some people pause was the picture of the big overstuffed black bag. “No way could I fill forty of those bags.” I don’t know that I could fill 40 lawn and yard bags. My home is under 3000 sq feet.

But then again I could. When I look at what others have, what my ancestors considered wealth, what the crazy woman with all her worldly possessions in a grocery cart have and then compare it to my well appointed 3000 sq feet I could fill up 40 huge bags. But if I was single and living in a dorm, no – I couldn’t. But the size of “bag” is really immaterial. It is the consistency of everyday shedding off some of our material goods. A grocery bag would be a better measure for some — I suppose if I was very wealthy and had multiple homes maybe something more on the lines of a truck bed full a day would work better. The point is not the size of the bag, box or bundle, it is the act of letting go of the “stuff” a bit each day.

It should hurt a little – not a lot, but a bit. There should be some small sense of having to sacrifice or maybe some small bit of contrition at how much we hold onto things when we could give that time and energy to God. If you struggle as I do with organization then I am sure you have read about the theories of hording and attachment to the “stuff”. Our environments began to posses us instead of serving us. If you don’t deal with that particular mental vice then there is still the beauty of the words of Christ ”

24 “No one can serve two masters. He will either hate one and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon.
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat (or drink), or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing?
26 Look at the birds in the sky; they do not sow or reap, they gather nothing into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are not you more important than they?
27 Can any of you by worrying add a single moment to your life-span?
28 Why are you anxious about clothes? Learn from the way the wild flowers grow. They do not work or spin.
29 But I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was clothed like one of them.
30 If God so clothes the grass of the field, which grows today and is thrown into the oven tomorrow, will he not much more provide for you, O you of little faith?
31 So do not worry and say, ‘What are we to eat?’ or ‘What are we to drink?’ or ‘What are we to wear?’
32 All these things the pagans seek. Your heavenly Father knows that you need them all.
33 But seek first the kingdom (of God) and his righteousness, and all these things will be given you besides.
34 Do not worry about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself. Sufficient for a day is its own evil.

These words were said to people, many of whom could proabably put everything they personally owned in one of my closets.

Lent – This year I am going to be doing the trash bag challenge again, but a little differently as well. One thing I am going to do is involve the children more. I also want to tie the days into a scripture lessons for the children. Talking about service or giving – having a theme for our “decluttering” days.

Lent begins on February 25, two weeks from today. Next week I will put up the plan and maybe I will figure out the Mr Linky thing too 🙂

Autism · Catholic stuff · Uncategorized

First communion Social Story

February 10, 2009February 23, 2015 darcee10 Comments

When Rachel was preparing for her First Communion I created a couple tools to help her prepare. The first tool we created was “Rachel’s Jesus Book” and the second was a social story about attending mass and receiving Communion.

Since Rachel was born she has attended religious services. First in the LDS Church and then when she was about three we started attending Catholic Mass. By the time Rachel was 9 we had been attending weekly mass in the same parish for about three years. Mass wasn’t something new to Rachel. The Jesus book was created to help her more fully understand the imagery in mass.

The social story was more a practical guild to receiving the Eucharist. The order of the mass, how we receive and what it means. I want to think that having the two separate books helped Rachel pin-point the Eucharist as the pinnacle of the mass. Attending worship services as a community, the prayer of the mass, the divine liturgy are all very important, but they are nothing without the Body and Blood of Christ. Continue reading “First communion Social Story” →

My world · rants

Too smart by half

February 9, 2009February 11, 2009 darceeLeave a comment

Last night while reading over at Hot Air I stumbled on this article. There is a TV show called “WifeSwap”. I remember hearing about this show in 2005 when they aired “Margaret” from Louisiana who was a bit of a nut-case if the YouTube clip I saw of them time was any where close to accurate. At any rate apparently there is a new nut-case by the name of Stephen Fowler who spent two weeks belittling and verbally torturing his “swap-wife” Gayla Long in front of his children, even encouraging them to be disrespectful of her. The last segment of the show is here. Reason #763 not to watch television – shows like this. I feel so badly for this “gentleman’s” children because what they are being taught is pride and intolerance and both are love killers.

I would like to say that I was shocked by this Mr Fowler’s opinions, but the truth is that while his behavior shocks and appalls I am very aware that a good number of people hold his opinions. At one point I was very much in danger of being one of them. Then God gave me Rachel and she taught me what an idiot I was and through her God saved my heart.

The Children of King Edward Imprisoned in the Tower - Paul Delaroche

I grew up being the “bright girl” the smart one in my class, the one with the high test scores. Gifted and Talented education was just coming along when I was in school and I was plucked into it immediately. So I was quickly surrounded by people telling me how great I was for being smart. I really wanted to believe them. I wanted to be special. It didn’t take long to internalize the values of the people around and I found that I began judging people around me much more on how intelligent I perceived them to be than on the type of person they were.

Now intelligence is a wretched thing to judge people on. It is every bit as superficial a judgment as beauty. Judging someone on their education (as Stephan Fowler was) is like judging someone on their appearance. Beauty and intelligence are both God given blessings which we have absolutely no control over. Appearance and education are a extension of those respective gifts improved through opportunities we pursue, the environment we are raised in and the personal habits we develop. But neither appearance nor education is a indication of a meritorious character and they most certainly are not the summa of a person’s worth.

It is seductively easy to judge people on the things we feel that we ourselves possess and even easier to judge people on those things we feel are important but secretly fear that we lack. If we ourselves are not good enough, at least we are better than those folks. But that is pride, and it kills love.

The thing in my life that shook me out of this was having to come to terms with Rachel’s autism. I was coasting through life thinking that smart was better. I didn’t see the danger of this utilitarian thinking. I didn’t realise how fast life could change and how difficult it can be at times. When Rachel was diagnosed I remember being told by a rather wise education specialist, “She is still the same littler girl that she was yesterday”. This was true. I still loved my daughter just as passionately, I wanted the best for her, I knew her worth despite the reality that she wasn’t capable of expressing her intelligence. She was still worthwhile and I still loved her.

This cracked and ruined my neat little world view of how people should be valued. It fixed it and it healed me. While I wouldn’t ever wish such a painful lesson on anyone I wish that we could help fix our world so that love and an understanding of the intrinsic worth of each individual could get a better foothold in the public discourse and that the “culture of life” could have better purchase against the current culture that determines the worth of each of us as a function of our utility to society.

*I originally has his name as Stephan Fowler, the correct seems to be Stephen Fowler.

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7 Quick takes with Jen

February 7, 2009February 7, 2009 darcee1 Comment

Ok, so it isn’t Friday, it is Saturday, but I really enjoyed doing this the last time I did it, but I keep forgetting it until Saturday. Jen at Conversion Diary is the master of the day. Here are my seven thoughts.

1

I keep thinking that we really, really need to pray for the president. A change of hear is possible for anyone. Maybe with prayer Pre Obama’s heart will be soften toward the unborn. On the other hand I want to ask those Catholic people I know who were expressing before the election how this one issue shouldn’t count so heavily, “Why didn’t you listen?” . Obama wasted no time undoing the Mexico City Policy and there is no reason to think he won’t do exactly what he promised Planned Parenthood he would do.

2

I laugh: “Liturgical dancing makes Baby Jesus cry… and my eyes bleed.” Too funny.

3

I miss Kyle when he travels.

4

Go carts are a lot of fun.

5

Going to bed later and later and getting up at the same time in the morning isn’t working out that well.

6

The white carpet must go.

7

I will be posting more on the communion dress project tomorrow.

Reflections on the Day

Reflections on the Day – February 5, 2008

February 5, 2009February 5, 2009 darcee1 Comment

Reflections on the Day for February 5, 2008.
The clouds moved back in today. It is cold and damp feeling.

Plans for tomorrow – Little Flowers then lunch with a friend. The day is basically gone at that point.

I am wearing – Can I get into my jammas yet?

I am feeling – Really tired. I spent a good part of the day at dad’s doing the books. The children brought their school work with them and then we went to the library.

I am hearing – The children are cleaning up the kitchen. I will have to go in a see how they did in a few minutes.

I am thankful for – My heated mattress pad.

In prayer – Kyle while he is traveling and Granny.

The Children:

Ashley – Her phone is back and working again.
Rachel – I feel badly because it has been too long since she had a home visit.
Christopher – Is doing really well with the dishes.
Hannah – Can pout like no one I have ever seen before. The funny thing is that when you clue her in on how ridiculous she is being she starts to laugh.
Joshua – Has been in “BOY!” form today. Jumping, running, bashing, talking in the fake baritone voice.
Sarah – Is just being a sweet little thing. Last night I had her on my lap and told her “You are such a precious little thing” she smiled and said “Yep, I’m a press us little ting”. So cute.

The Homefires:

Kitchen – We had Sweeidsh meatballs for dinner.
Craft-room – The First communion dress project is coming along. I am almost done with the embroidery and then I will post the next installment. Still.
Music – I love listening to jazz while I do the books.
Lucky Room of the Day – The kitchen.

My pleasant thought for the Day –

“Neither do I decry the work of humanists, who give gladly of themselves for others and who can often shame the avowedly religious. Those who do God’s work are God’s people.

I only say that there are limits to humanism and beyond those limits God and only God can work. The phrase “fear of God” conjures up the vengeful God of parts of the Old Testament. But “fear of God” means really obedience to God; humility before God; acceptance through God that there is something bigger, better and more important than you. It is that humbling of man’s vanity, that stirring of conscience through God’s prompting, that recognition of our limitations, that faith alone can bestow.

We can perform acts of mercy, but only God can lend them dignity. We can forgive, but only God forgives completely in the full knowledge of our sin.

And only through God comes grace; and it is God’s grace that is unique.

John Newton, who had been that most obnoxious of things, a slave-trader, wrote the hymn “Amazing Grace”.

“Twas Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved.”

It is through faith, by the Grace of God, that we have the courage to live as we should and die as we must. ” ~ Tony Blair

A picture worth a thousand words –