Big Seats and Flat Feet

Best idea for comfort food... Venison Vegetable Soup Today is one of those days I wish I could crawl into bed and hide.  My heart is aching from being hurt by a dear friend, it's cold and dreary outside, and I have been up since 4:30 this morning.  Hoping to find relaxation in cooking a hot pot of Venison Vegetable Soup, and that eating it will be good for my soul. For starters, this has been a good hunting season for my husband and son.  They brought in 5 deer, one each weekend, since the first day of deer season.  I was elated!  Anticipating the meat, I decided on what cuts I needed and have been cooking with it ever since.  Ground venison is my favorite because it can be used in various dishes. This Venison Vegetable Soup is so easy and inexpensive to make.  I normally buy the mixed soup vegetables frozen.  Because I was unprepared for grocery shopping today, and it was a last minute decision, I knew I wouldn't find frozen soup vegetables at the store I was shopping

In lieu of the upcoming Valentine's Day, I wanted to share. Let's be reminded... some of us need reminding of what love really is.   💔💛💙💚   LOVE...  💜💗💋👄 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 Reading about love this morning. I honestly believe love is not a necessity but a necessary component for humanistic fulfillment. Love is NOT... I'll scratch your back, you scratch mine. Love is ... I'll scratch your back because I know you like it, I know you need it, I know you want it, I know it's comforting... and I love doing this for you because it fills a physical/psychological need for YOU. I'm not expecting it back in return, but getting something back in doing it. I'm rejoicing inside because I can selflessly fulfill a need for you, that you cannot fulfill yourself... I love you. I am affectionately showing you LOVE . Example statements: "I don't have a lot of money... I see you are in need. I will pay the rest of your bill." "My

Baggage, luggage, or suitcases are those things you carry around with you that really have no added value to your life.  Sure, you needed those things, once upon a time.  But in reality, if you dropped the load you could go on without it. My problem is I have a LOT of baggage.  Sometimes I think I have set it aside, dropped it off somewhere down the road, lost or forgot it.  Then, it shows it's weary head, and usually at the most unsuspected times, in the most peculiar places. So... let's recap.  In my last post, Health and Happy, my complaint was my weight.  It has always been an issue.  It may not have begun as "my" issue, but it was an issue for someone.  Looking back at all the baggage I recall the things that were said to me as a child, and young adult.  Things like, "You could sit and ride on that booty it's so big!", "Lard Ass", "You're getting fat!", "Look at that gut!".  These aren't entirely horrible th

My weight has been a formidable opponent of mine for many, many years.  To be exact, it has been the bane of my existence, my worst nightmare, my most hated adversary. Here of late, I haven't been feeling all that well.  It might be partially due to stress, a never-ending to-do list, and supercharged family dynamic.  The bottom line would be, however, I'm not taking care of myself, my needs.  I don't regularly decompress after working in a busy, self-giving profession.  In other words, I give, give and give throughout the day without taking... yes, without taking any time or doing anything for me.  There are many days I don't even sit down but for a few minutes, or take a break... ok, ok... I may take a quick potty break here and there, and only because I undoubtedly, necessarily have to.  YES... I often wait until it's an emergency and I have to go. So... hmmmm.... where was I going with this... STRESS, yes stress!  I'm exhausted.  Stress exhaustion, phys

This past Saturday instead of spending the early morning hours in a deer stand, set deep in the woods, on the opening day of bow season my family and I headed to a JROTC Raider Meet.  JROTC stands for Junior Reserve Officers Training Corps.  Raiders are the group of cadets in JROTC who take it upon themselves to meet throughout the summer, and after school to train on obstacle course, rope bridge and relay for close to two hours each day of the week.  That's devotion, dedication.  That same devotion and dedication will also be what propels them forward in their military career. Our first meet of the year took place at Jackson County Comprehensive High School in Jefferson, GA.  It's a beautiful campus set in a rural atmosphere.  The obstacle course is immaculate, and offered a variety of challenges for JROTC cadets arriving from multiple high schools around the state.  As the sun topped the trees, the brisk morning air created a comfortable setting for our Cadet's first ev

Sitting on my front porch looking out at the wide open space before me, wrapped in a warm blanket, drinking a cup of very strong coffee in the cool morning air I begin to ponder a few things.  When I began this blog I was a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom, and family child care provider.  A lot has changed since then. The fog is lifting, much as it is rising above the trees this morning.  I feel as if I'm free to make choices and decisions I once wasn't inclined to make.  I guess one wouldn't understand what freedom looks like unless they themselves have had their freedoms taken away. There are many types of freedoms... the kind you have from living in America, the individual God granted freedoms all humans possess, the freedom to physically move about,  and the freedom to make good choices for yourself, and for those you love.  In marriages, the freedoms are limited to the constitution of that marriage.  You can have only one partner, live in one house in most cases.