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I didn&#39;t realize that I was that old that I forgot what it was like to be a teenager, but then again, times were different then.  Bullying didn&#39;t exist like it does now.  And certainly not in so many different ways.  I guess I don&#39;t remember wanting so desperately trying to fit in that I would do things that are not necessarily the right thing to do.  I thought that we raised a bright, intelligent, strong girl with strong Christian values.  And we did, but we didn&#39;t realize that there is no self-confidence and that is what is needed in order to hold your own in this world of bullies and mean girls.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying to build confidence is like trying to swim across a crocodile infested pool. &amp;nbsp;It is a lot harder than it seems. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure that by repeatedly telling her that what she does is good and trying to build up her confidence that way is working. &amp;nbsp; Especially when she keeps on feeling that what she is doing is not good enough. &amp;nbsp;Especially when it comes to schoolwork. &amp;nbsp;Nothing less than an A is really good enough and even though we keep telling her that getting a B or a C is okay, she doesn&#39;t accept it. &amp;nbsp;She is really hard on herself, and when it is extremely hard for her to get A&#39;s, it makes it tougher. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t want to build up confidence by telling her she is beautiful (which she is) because I am not sure that is the right message to send. &amp;nbsp;So we are trying to build up confidence by listening to what she has to say, acknowledging what she says, and either agree with what she says or gently (tough word to actually do) telling her what is right and wrong. &amp;nbsp;In some ways she is still a child trying to navigate her way in a grown up world, dealing with self-confidence issues, and still come out ahead of the game. &amp;nbsp;I feel as long as we keep encouraging her, keep teaching her the word and keep being there for her that she will become a strong confident young woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1384696198837751711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2015/03/teenage-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1384696198837751711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1384696198837751711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2015/03/teenage-girls.html' title='Teenage Girls'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-4855459836861478891</id><published>2015-03-08T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2015-03-08T22:07:16.392-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crochet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crochet stitches"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dc"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Double crochet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="learning double crochet"/><title type='text'>The Double Crochet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I thought the double half crochet was frustrating, then why did it take me so long to get the double crochet (dc) correct? &amp;nbsp;I hope I am doing it correctly because it certainly doesn&#39;t look like the pictures in the books that I am learning from.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just don&#39; think this is the double crochet. &amp;nbsp;But I am going to try master the treble crochet next and I will be comparing what they look like together. &amp;nbsp;Maybe then I can say that this one is the double crochet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;This has got to be,
for me, a very frustrating stitch.&amp;nbsp; I am
not sure I am doing it right.&amp;nbsp; The
pictures that I have looked at in the books look very confusing.&amp;nbsp; I have the turning chains down pretty good,
and also the single stitch, maybe I need to make the sample bigger.&amp;nbsp; In patterns it will be abbreviated
“hdc”.&amp;nbsp; There will be a lot of memorizing
for me, but after a while, I think I will get it down.&amp;nbsp; Just like anything else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now there are many different hook sizes, but after reading through the crochet book and looking at the paper sleeve that the yarn was wrapped in, I noticed that the needles have sizes on them in the middle where the flat area is. &amp;nbsp;It is also stated on the paper sleeve.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I made this cake for my husband’s birthday because it falls around St. Patrick’s Day and this cake has green in it, plus mint.  I love mint candies, so I thought this would be perfect.  I have been sitting on this recipe just waiting for the right time to try it, and I finally tried it.  If you like mint and chocolate, then this recipe is good for you.   I will tell you that it is even better the second day, if it lasts that long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found it in the Betty Crocker Super Moist Cakes® book back in 2008.  (That’s how long this recipe has been sitting in my house.)  I was almost ready to throw out the cookbook, well actually, give it to Goodwill ®, when I looked through it one more time.  This cake was on the cover of the book, which is why I probably bought the book in the first place.  The recipe is as follows:

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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;1 box Betty Crocker® SuperMoist®white cake mix&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;1 ¼ cups water&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;1/3 cup vegetable oil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;12 drops green food color&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;5 drops yellow food color&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Thin retangular crème de menthe chocolate candies, unwrapped and cut into pieces, if desired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: lime;&quot;&gt;4. Bake 28 to 33 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.  Run knife around side of pan to loosen cake.  Cool completely, about 1 hour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: lime;&quot;&gt;5. Carefully spread fudge topping evenly over cake.  In medium bowl, stir whipped topping, remaining ½ teaspoon extract, remaining 9 drops green food color and the yellow food color until blended.  Spread whipped topping mixture evenly over fudge.  Garnish with candy pieces.  Store covered in refrigerator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;

 

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Can we say they come from a blue collar family or a family that has family members that have gone to prison, or families that are constantly fighting?  We can&#39;t put a label on what a bully looks like anymore.   

A bully could actually be your child&#39;s best friend, or a friend that they hang out in a group with.  It could be someone on the internet.  It could be someone who goes to church every week and has an innocent looking face.  And what about the children who are being bullied?  What do they look like?  Do they look like the computer geek/nerd, someone with a disability, or just a normal looking child with self-esteem issues?  There is no mold for bullies or for the children being bullied.  I know this because my daughter is being bullied and the girls who are the &quot;bulliers&quot; are just normal looking girls.  

The school says it will talk to the girls who have bullied my daughter.  My question to the school, is okay you will speak to them, but will it stop?  Will she feel safe enough to go back to school?  Will WE feel safe enough to let her go back to school.  There is no internet/social media/texting between the girls and my daughter because she isn&#39;t allowed to get on those sites, nor does she have a phone, so that part is okay.  But just because the school has a talk with the bulliers; they might stop for a while until they feel that it is safe, then they can start up again.  

So when the school called the second time about my daughter being bullied, the decision was made.  We decided to pull her out because the school system could not protect our daughter.  They can not protect her 24 hours a day, nor the complete time she is in school, during recess or lunch. They can&#39;t put a guard next to her so no one will bully her; that is much more damaging I believe to the child.  So we are now homeschooling our daughter.  She loves school, so she misses it but we felt it was the best decision at the time.

Homeschool

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Cream Puffs have always been one of my weaknesses.  They are light and puffy and are filled with the most exquisite cream that literally melts in your mouth.  And to think that something that looks so delicious would be so easy to make!  

I have made them when I was younger and filled them with pudding.  But I am trying to find a more mousse-like filling that is at once satisfying and also light.  So to the books I went.  I found a recipe in Betty Crocker’s Cookbook that I thought would be what I was looking for.  For the cream puff itself, the recipe was easy to understand and also easy to make.  The filling was not exactly what I wanted; it was more of a pudding filling, which in itself was delicious, but again, not what I was looking for.

So off to the internet I went, I found a couple of recipes for filling that in the next couple of articles I will discuss.  Listed below is the recipe from Betty Crocker’s Cookbook.  

Cream Puffs

1 c. water
½ c. margarine or butter (I prefer butter, not salted)
1 c. all-purpose flour*
4 eggs
*Self rising flour can be used in this recipe.

Heat oven to 400º.  Heat water and margarine to rolling boil in 2 ½ quart saucepan.  Stir in flour  Stir vigorously over low heat until mixture forms a ball, about 1 minute; remove from heat.  Beat in eggs, all at once; continue beating until smooth.  Drop dough by scant ¼ cupfuls about 3 inches apart onto ungreased cookie sheet.

Bake until puffed and golden, 35 to 40 minutes.  Cool away from draft.  Cut off tops; pull out any filaments of soft dough.  Fill puffs with Cream Filling.  Replace tops; sprinkle with powdered sugar.  Refrigerate until serving time.

Cream Filling 

1/3 c. sugar
2 T. cornstarch
1/8 t. salt
2 c. milk
2 egg yolks, slightly beaten
2 T. margarine or butter, softened
2 t. vanilla


Mix sugar, cornstarch and salt in 2 quart saucepan.  Gradually stir in milk.  Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly, until mixture thickens and boils.  Boil and stir 1 minute.  Stir at least half of the hot mixture gradually into egg yolks (temper the egg yolks).  Stir into hot mixture in saucepan.  Boil and stir 1 minute; remove from heat.  Stir in margarine and vanilla; cool.  

Note:   I found that the cream filling was to runny, I wanted a more lightly, airy filling.  So I added 1 tub (8 oz.) Cool Whip® topping to the cream filling.   If adding Cool Whip®, add after mixture has cooled down.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3831092905362261418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/april-27-2012-cream-puffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/3831092905362261418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/3831092905362261418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/april-27-2012-cream-puffs.html' title='April 27, 2012 - Cream Puffs'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFgpsM-Go6ZlHty4d5zQ0TvmQBFyZtyap5ZmVxStQiurSff0TL8iHnx3W_rVN92kfybjsSZ24kuqehcjkn26NShLKtMXM0PgD30HPHqoBM2gDMtvEiMdVCGFSan3hp4Tg27PEJUfyXNc/s72-c/IMG_0674.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-1870710252548590644</id><published>2012-02-17T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T19:16:02.940-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cleaning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="multi-task"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="organized"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relaxation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sewing"/><title type='text'>February 17, 2012</title><content type='html'>I think that it is happening!  I will finally be able to sew again!  I don&#39;t want to get to excited because I will still be working, but not full time.  I will finally have time to clean and cook and wash and sew!  Sewing is my relaxation.  It is my creativity coming to fruition.  I realize that I could have been sewing all along, but I am not that organized.  I try to be, honestly I do, but there is so many things to do during the day and not enough time and I can&#39;t give anything up.  Okay, I am wrong, I do give up things - not washing clothes when they should be washed, not putting away the dishes when they are dry (the kids are supposed to do that), folding the clothes, ironing, making cookies for the kids, trying out new foods for the kids to eat, at least once a month.  Oh, and don&#39;t forget about waxing and cleaning up.  As I walk somewhere in the house I should pick up anything that is on the floor.  Sometimes I do and then I forget what I was going after in the first place, so I am not sure I can, what is the word, micro-manage?  No that&#39;s not the right word, multi-task is the right word.  I can do only a couple of things at a time, but I try to do everything.  Guess what it doesn&#39;t work.  When will I ever learn, or maybe I&#39;ll just keep trying.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1870710252548590644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-17-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1870710252548590644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1870710252548590644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-17-2012.html' title='February 17, 2012'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-6266368575058150925</id><published>2011-11-08T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:23:36.038-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping for christmas gifts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tired"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="worn out"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&#39;m tired.  Or maybe I&#39;m just worn out and I can&#39;t go on any longer.  The holidays are coming up and I can&#39;t even deal with it.  I have to think in advance for Christmas gifts for the kids.  And not just from me, but I get phone calls from the grandparents.  &quot;What does Timmy like?  What does Sarah want?  Would they like this?  Or would they like that?&quot;  Because the grandparents shop all year long, I get calls &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; the time.  Then, there is the holiday dinners.  Those I don&#39;t mind, but again, I have to think about food way before it is time.  I think what I realize is that I am a, not so much last minute person, but a person who needs to think about these things when it is the right time.  Two months or even throughout the year is to soon for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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My husband comes home from work and I am wiped out from working and dealing with the children and cleaning up, that when he wants me to do some work for him that I just stare at him with this blank look on my face.  So yes, I am worn out.  I think it is time for me to be re-cycled, maybe I can come back as a younger, stronger me.  Or just come back!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6266368575058150925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/6266368575058150925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/6266368575058150925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-2355758031228574556</id><published>2011-10-04T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:39:33.708-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="busy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="distractions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids fighting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="working at home"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="working in an office"/><title type='text'>Time Flew By</title><content type='html'>Where has the time gone?  Has it really been that long since I last wrote.  I&#39;ve been busy with the start of school, getting schedules together and trying to figure out what to do with all this &quot;spare time&quot;.  HA!  What I really mean is that I can finally get back to my schedule and try to cram everything into the 6 hours that I have free until it is time to pick up the kids.  Funny thing is that it never works.  It always runs into the kids time.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Working at home is not easy, but it is better than working in an office.  I mean on one hand, even though you are at home and the kids are screaming, or fighting and you are trying to get work done, you are there with them.  On the other hand, working in the office you don&#39;t get distracted with what needs washing, or what letters you can send out, or yes, your children, so you do get more work done.  But which is better?  That I think is a question that each and every one of us has to decide for ourselves, and for some of us, we don&#39;t get a choice.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2355758031228574556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-flew-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/2355758031228574556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/2355758031228574556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-flew-by.html' title='Time Flew By'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-8357441001889363872</id><published>2011-08-11T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:02:12.429-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garden"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="re-purposing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recycling"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="resourceful"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="summer"/><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>I wish I had pictures of our wonderful summer that is passing us by, but I don&#39;t.  Maybe because we haven&#39;t gone anywhere or done anything.  All I have done this summer is work at this desk trying to get out invoicing, statements, proposals and balancing checkbooks with money we don&#39;t have.  Wondering where we are going to get the money to pay the mortgage or property taxes or even just food.  Don&#39;t let anyone tell us that this is a recession.  It is a depression, just like the one in the 20&#39;s.  People are losing their jobs, their houses, their money.  Look around, what do you see?  I see houses all over for sale.  How many are for sale because of foreclosure or because someone has lost their job and can&#39;t afford their house anymore and are trying to sell it before it goes into foreclosure?  &lt;br /&gt;
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I am trying to see the bright side of all of this.  I think one good thing is that people, including our family, are learning to be more resourceful, are recycling more, re-purposing more and just trying to be more careful in what they are spending and on what they are spending it for.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish I did have a picture of our garden.  This is the first year it grew so large.  I was so excited about how large the tomato plants grew.  It looked beautiful until it go so large that it made the tomato stakes fall over and I wasn&#39;t able to pick them back up.  Maybe it was what I put into the soil.  I didn&#39;t put any pesticides, I think the only thing I did at first was put in some liquid vitamin B.  Then to keep the tomates from wilting, I put some corn meal and also some baking soda in the soil and I sprayed everything with powdered milk.  I also let our chickens in the garden until they started eating the tomatoes, cucumbers and squash.  Then I had to banish them.  &lt;br /&gt;
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So maybe our summer is going better than I think.  I have an abundance of tomatoes, squash and of course farm fresh free range chicken eggs.  To bad my kids don&#39;t eat tomatoes and squash.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8357441001889363872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/8357441001889363872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/8357441001889363872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-6373004511974190341</id><published>2011-07-19T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:26:39.395-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="courting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="divorce"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family values"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="similarities in dating"/><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>I heard a man talk today about marriage and divorce.  It was so true.  He said that today people jump into bed before finding out if they are compatible.  Meaning what is their common thread.  Are they the same religion, do they have the same family values, was their upbringing similar, do they want the same things out of life?  He stated that jumping into bed should not be the first thing a couple does to find out if they are compatible, in fact, it should be the last thing.  Get to know that person, find out what he or she was like as a child, what their likes and dislikes are, and see if you have fun together.  Not all people who have the same religion are going to magically get along, or not all people who have the same family values will get along, but that is the beauty of it all.  Get to know that person.  Remember in the old days when they talked about courting?  Try it, it works.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6373004511974190341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/6373004511974190341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/6373004511974190341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-3492891197936075941</id><published>2011-07-13T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:09:02.620-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death of a loved one"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funerals"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immortality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mourning"/><title type='text'>Realizations</title><content type='html'>Life is fragile.  We don&#39;t think so, but it can be gone in a second without any warning and then the rest of the world is left to pick up the pieces and carry on.  We all know that there is a beginning and an end; we know when the beginning starts, but we don&#39;t know when the end comes.  We just pray that we are prepared for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been to more funerals than most people and partly it is because I have such a large extended family.  What I have noticed is that the older I get and the people who pass on are closer to me, it affects me more deeply.  It is as if I am finally realizing my own immortality.  I mourn for my family, but also a little for me.  I don&#39;t want to be alone.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3492891197936075941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/realizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/3492891197936075941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/3492891197936075941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/realizations.html' title='Realizations'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-1625201373094476</id><published>2011-07-02T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:30:20.717-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daughter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="left alone"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="older sibling"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="son"/><title type='text'>Don&#39;t even breath without asking me!</title><content type='html'>That&#39;s what my son told his sister after I left them alone for awhile.  When my daughter told me that I almost burst out laughing, but I held it in for fear of hurting her feelings.  Why is it that the older sibling always gets that tone of superiority when the parents are gone?  It&#39;s because they know they are in charge and the younger ones have to listen to them.  I&#39;m not so sure that I wouldn&#39;t have done the same thing.  I never did, but that was because I wasn&#39;t the oldest sibling.  My older sisters stayed home with us.  So I had to listen to them tell me what to do while my parents were gone.  As a matter of fact, maybe that is why my parents were hardly ever away from us.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1625201373094476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-even-breath-without-asking-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1625201373094476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1625201373094476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-even-breath-without-asking-me.html' title='Don&#39;t even breath without asking me!'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-1407041615970592830</id><published>2011-06-09T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:04:06.550-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="computer games"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="End of school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="entertainment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pre-teenagers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rakes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shovels"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="summer vacation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teenagers"/><title type='text'>June 9, 2011</title><content type='html'>Today my To-Do list is short.  In about 45 minutes I will have to go pick up my children from school.  It is getting closer to the end of the school year for them and they are ready.  I&#39;m not sure I am.  I mean, yes, I won&#39;t have to get up as early any more to make lunches and breakfast.  But then they will be home all day, asking &quot;What&#39;s for lunch?  What&#39;s for dinner?  What kind of snack can I have?&quot;  Or they will be inside the pantry all day eating.  The other part of the day they will want to be on the gaming system or the computer to play.  And they will wear me down.  By the end of the second week of school being out they will have worn me down and out.  &lt;br /&gt;
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There is something about your kids being around you 24 hours a day.  When they are just babies, you want them around all the time, but when they get to be teenagers and pre-teenagers, as much as they need to be supervised and kept an eye on, you don&#39;t want them around 24 hours a day.  You need a break.  Either there is to much talking or to much sulliness.  Take your pick.  And they want to be entertained.  All the time.  And all I want them to do is to go outside and commune with nature.  There is nothing like digging in the sand and dirt and weeds to feel alive.  Maybe I&#39;ll buy them shovels and rakes and tell them that is their entertainment for the summer.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1407041615970592830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-9-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1407041615970592830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1407041615970592830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-9-2011.html' title='June 9, 2011'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-140810150413359389</id><published>2011-05-18T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:26:41.757-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicken breasts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cream of mushroom soup"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crock pot cooking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stroganoff"/><title type='text'>Chicken Stroganoff - Who Knew</title><content type='html'>I found this recipe and I just knew I had to try it.  I just can&#39;t figure out why I have never thought of this before.  I mean anything that can be done with beef can be done with chicken.  This recipe came from the March/April 2011 issue of GRIT magazine (www.Grit.com) in the Comfort Foods area.  There are a couple of tweaks I would give it next time; I&#39;ll discuss them after I give the complete recipe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Chicken Stroganoff&lt;br /&gt;
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1/3 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;
3 medium to large chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;
Salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;
2 cans cream of mushroom soup&lt;br /&gt;
1 small carton sour cream&lt;br /&gt;
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(1)  Melt butter in pan.  Add chicken breasts (can be taken right from freezer, washed and thrown in the pot), salt, pepper and soup.  Cover and simmer, checking after 30 minutes, then checking every hour or two.  Add a little additional butter, if needed, to keep chicken from burning.  Cook 3 to 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;
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(2)  Add sour cream and cook an additional 30 minutes to 1 hour.  If chicken is falling apart and liquid is blending together, it&#39;s done.  Serve over rice or noodles, with a tossed salad on the side.&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s the whole recipe.  However, instead of cooking over the stove, I put it in a crockpot (I love to slow cook my meat).  I did put in the butter first, however because my chicken breasts had skin on, I didn&#39;t feel it needed the butter.  If I had the skin off the chicken breasts, then I think the butter would be good.  I also felt that 2 cans of mushroom soup was too much for 3 breasts of chicken.  I believe that it was a little runny and maybe I could have added another chicken breast.   I would not add the sour cream until almost ready to serve, the sour cream could cause separation when heated to long.  I also would de-bone the chicken breast so that when it is eaten you don&#39;t have to worry about bones.  I cooked it in the crockpot the same amount of time as over the stove, maybe a little longer, but it is so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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Try it, let me know what you think.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/140810150413359389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/chicken-stroganoff-who-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/140810150413359389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/140810150413359389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/chicken-stroganoff-who-knew.html' title='Chicken Stroganoff - Who Knew'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-3785598980561883580</id><published>2011-05-13T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:53:46.463-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="coffee. waking up in the morning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hot tea"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="late for school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sleeping in"/><title type='text'>May 13, 2011</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been waking up at 6:30 a.m.  I am not usually a morning person, in fact I love to sleep in.  I think that is where my children get it from.  They are extremely hard to wake up in the morning for school.  I even went as far as saying that they are responsible for getting themselves up in the morning.  It actually went good for a while.  Then my husband, for the lack of words to use, flaked out.  He started waking the kids up if they weren&#39;t up by a certain time.  I told him that they were responsible and if they were late to school, it was their fault.  I guess he is not ready to let them be responsible.  He keeps saying that he doesn&#39;t want to be late for work; funny thing is that he comes right back home after dropping my son off and then he eats breakfast and gets his stuff ready.  So I am not understanding his logic.&lt;br /&gt;
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But I am making them get dressed before they eat breakfast, because otherwise they take too long at the table and again, it causes them to be late.  I don&#39;t know how else to instill that they have to be on time.  I can&#39;t keep yelling at them, it does no good.  So, yes they do get dressed first and sometimes it takes them too long and they are not able to eat breakfast.  I have made them cinnamon toast to take on the way to school, along with either tea or hot cocoa.  My son would prefer coffee to tea, but I don&#39;t allow that.  I&#39;m sure soon enough he will be drinking coffee like there is no tomorrow.  I guess that is his way of waking up.  I know I need my tea to wake up in the morning, so I am no different.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are also millions of people who are going out to eat lunch instead of being stuck at home making food for everyone.  I think that more people tend to go out to lunch for Easter Sunday than on any other holiday.  Of course I could be wrong, but the grocery stores were all open and restaurants were open, ready for the influx of people.  I planned on staying home, in fact I had a tri-tip all thawed out and seasoned ready to be bar-be-queed.  However my husband had other ideas.  He planned on going to Costco to do a little shopping.  Costco had other plans, they were closed.  So he had to nix those plans.  We always take a drive, always near lunch time or after lunch time and inevitably we are always starving.  So we have to drive around looking for someplace to eat (actually we don&#39;t, but I think that it is his way of letting me not cook once in a while).  Then comes the question - &quot;Where do you want to go for lunch?&quot;  At this point when he asks, we are so hungry that we can&#39;t think straight and we (meaning me and the kids) could go anywhere.  Our son chooses to go home and eat, my daughter chooses to go to her grandmothers&#39; and make her cook for us.  Me - I don&#39;t care, just give me food before I fall over.  This is how my husband is different than us.  He can go all day without eating and the rest of us need to eat every hour.  And how come you might say haven&#39;t I figured this out and bring food with us?  Well most of the time I honestly think that it will be only 1 hour that we will be out, so I am still learning.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1626958429220969687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-24-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1626958429220969687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/1626958429220969687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-24-2011.html' title='April 24, 2011'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248583826149820082.post-8884703667019879723</id><published>2011-04-15T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:03:34.880-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="budget"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health insurance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monthly payments"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="taxes"/><title type='text'>April 15, 2011</title><content type='html'>Today is tax day.  It is amazing how this day strikes fear in so many people.  They have to pay their taxes or they can get thrown in jail.  At least that is what it feels like.  Taxes have been around since Biblical times, when Jesus threw the tax collectors out of the temple.  And if people don&#39;t pay them, they do get thrown in jail.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Now it is one thing if people have the money and refuse to pay.  But what if people don&#39;t have the money, what are they supposed to do?  They can&#39;t just manufacture money out of thin air (even though that has been known to happen).  In fact these people need the money they have just to survive.  What is more important, eating, having a roof over your head, and utilities or not eating, losing what shelter you have and nothing to keep you warm?  Is the government that heartless?  I&#39;ve heard people say yes they are that heartless.  &lt;br /&gt;
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I have a feeling that a lot of people who owe taxes aren&#39;t able to pay them right now due to the economy.  And I am sure that a lot of them are good hard-working honest people.  How will the government take care of them?  &lt;br /&gt;
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Does government need to be reformed?  Yes.  Do I know how to reform the government?  No.  Do people need to learn how to budget their money?  Yes, but when there are to many bills and not enough money what gets paid first?  We all know to pay the basics first - Housing, food, utilities (that should not include a $200/month cable - that is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; a necessity).  Then you pay the loan on the vehicle, plus the insurance, vehicle and house or renter&#39;s.  Don&#39;t forget to put a little aside for the license fee.  What about health insurance?  If you are employed then your employer pays for you (sometimes), but what about your family, if you want them covered, it is taken out of your paycheck and it is not cheap.  But if you are self-employed it is not cheap at all, in fact it is downright expensive and if you have a pre-existing condition, forget it.  So if you have no health insurance you are paying every time you and your children go to the doctor.  Kids get sick a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;
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So, your monthly payments are:  Housing, food, utilities, vehicle loan, license fee, house/renter&#39;s and vehicle insurance, health insurance, and doctor&#39;s and dental bills, property taxes (if applicable) and maybe a little left over for clothes because you know your kids grow like weeds.  So if you are on a tight budget, the taxes get put on hold because you just can&#39;t do it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I made these chocolate chip cookies with wheat flour, instead of regular white bleached flour and let me tell you they are delicious.  My kids liked them and that is saying a lot because they love chocolate chip cookies, but if I said that they were healthy for you, I don&#39;t think they would have touched them.  So I found these on the Betty Crocker website (http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/healthified-chocolate-chip-cookies/) and I thought they sounded good.  They definitely are.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have always enjoyed all of Betty Crocker recipes.  I use one of the Betty Crocker Picture Cookbooks from 1950 and my newest one is from 1986.  They both are dog-earred, splattered and tearing from the binding, but I love them both.&lt;br /&gt;
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So the month was up and I let him use the gaming systems again, but after talking with his teachers, I decided to take them away and let him use them only on weekends.  I feel that this is a compromise and we will see.  &lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4410848450314907222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-experiment-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/4410848450314907222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3248583826149820082/posts/default/4410848450314907222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesinkchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-experiment-part-ii.html' title='The Big Experiment Part II'/><author><name>ImaFarmMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668887260038282501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXcD5oszMPFDeTZhWfMXCi69q5ReDLinra8fLNOidwwmXrU8BX1hKyFl_DdXo3s2A03vhvc8fJvoGEQKBwvAChvXmb_Z22ITd0Y_cItKlZM5N7by4U2qXfqKOsvB9b2NM/s220/IMG_0409.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>