"Do not leave loaded guns in an explosive room!"
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
Clothespins
I've been hanging laundry on the line for well over 7 years. It might be close to ten years now, I can't really remember, but I do know that only in the past year or so have my problems with clothespins started. Some how, some way they disappear on me
I don't know what it is, maybe it's some birds think they are a tasty looking item or maybe the squarels think that the clothespins will hold them over if they run out of acorns during the winter. In all honesty I think that it might have something to do with Noah and his "drive by laundry snatching", which he does occasionally and has taught to his two younger brothers (who don't do it as often, but have been known to do it). lol
And what might this "drive by laundry snatching" be and how does it contribute to my losing clothespins?
Well, Noah rides under one of my clothes lines on his bike, tractor, legs, or what ever other means of transportation he uses and right when he gets under the laundry he reaches up, grabs the laundry pulls and rides on, sending clothes one way, clothespins another and the line "singing like a bowstring as soon as the arrow leaves the bow".
What does he do with the clothes that he has pulled off the line? If I am standing there he throws it at me, if there's a basket within the region of his running he drops it in there and if neither are aviable he drops it on the ground.
Why does he do it? Just for the fun of it, to see if he can grab the laundry, get it off the line, and not break stride.
Oh, to not have to worry about dirty laundry (as he would wear it dirty with no problems if he had to). Oh, to not have to worry about work (as his jobs are completed within minutes of finishing a meal). Oh, to be young again. lol
At least I know I have a good chance of find the clothespins on the ground around the line, but it does call for extra work and I can't always guarantee that I will find them all. Atleast I get a good laugh every time I see Noah's "drive by laundry snatching".
I have warned him though that the next time he does it he's hanging the laundry by himself and you now what? It's worked so far, he's not taken any laundry off the line the last couple days and my pins have not gone missing. If only the rain would stop and I could hang the laundry again. lol
I don't know what it is, maybe it's some birds think they are a tasty looking item or maybe the squarels think that the clothespins will hold them over if they run out of acorns during the winter. In all honesty I think that it might have something to do with Noah and his "drive by laundry snatching", which he does occasionally and has taught to his two younger brothers (who don't do it as often, but have been known to do it). lol
And what might this "drive by laundry snatching" be and how does it contribute to my losing clothespins?
Well, Noah rides under one of my clothes lines on his bike, tractor, legs, or what ever other means of transportation he uses and right when he gets under the laundry he reaches up, grabs the laundry pulls and rides on, sending clothes one way, clothespins another and the line "singing like a bowstring as soon as the arrow leaves the bow".
What does he do with the clothes that he has pulled off the line? If I am standing there he throws it at me, if there's a basket within the region of his running he drops it in there and if neither are aviable he drops it on the ground.
Why does he do it? Just for the fun of it, to see if he can grab the laundry, get it off the line, and not break stride.
Oh, to not have to worry about dirty laundry (as he would wear it dirty with no problems if he had to). Oh, to not have to worry about work (as his jobs are completed within minutes of finishing a meal). Oh, to be young again. lol
At least I know I have a good chance of find the clothespins on the ground around the line, but it does call for extra work and I can't always guarantee that I will find them all. Atleast I get a good laugh every time I see Noah's "drive by laundry snatching".
I have warned him though that the next time he does it he's hanging the laundry by himself and you now what? It's worked so far, he's not taken any laundry off the line the last couple days and my pins have not gone missing. If only the rain would stop and I could hang the laundry again. lol
How Can?
How can someone who has posted on their blog within the last week be told that they have not posted in ages?
Sara informed me earlier today that I have not posted on my blog in AGES!!
But this is coming from the same girl who has been known to tell me that all I ever blog about is the weather, so I wounder if I should take her seriously. lol
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
"We Have Not Known Thee As We Ought"
We have not known Thee as we ought,
Nor learned Thy wisdom, grace and power;
The things of earth have filled our thought,
And trifles of the passing hour.
Lord, give us light Thy truth to see,
And make us wise in knowing Thee.
Nor learned Thy wisdom, grace and power;
The things of earth have filled our thought,
And trifles of the passing hour.
Lord, give us light Thy truth to see,
And make us wise in knowing Thee.
We have not feared Thee as we ought,
Nor bowed beneath Thine awful eye,
Nor guarded deed and word and thought,
Remembering that God was nigh.
Lord, give us faith to know Thee near,
And grant the grace of holy fear.
Nor bowed beneath Thine awful eye,
Nor guarded deed and word and thought,
Remembering that God was nigh.
Lord, give us faith to know Thee near,
And grant the grace of holy fear.
We have not loved Thee as we ought,
Nor cared that we are loved by Thee;
Thy presence we have coldly sought,
And feebly longed Thy face to see.
Lord, give a pure and loving heart
To feel and know the love Thou art.
Nor cared that we are loved by Thee;
Thy presence we have coldly sought,
And feebly longed Thy face to see.
Lord, give a pure and loving heart
To feel and know the love Thou art.
We have not served Thee as we ought,
Alas, the duties left undone,
The work with little fervor wrought,
The battles lost or scarcely won!
Lord, give the zeal, and give the might,
For Thee to toil, for Thee to fight.
Alas, the duties left undone,
The work with little fervor wrought,
The battles lost or scarcely won!
Lord, give the zeal, and give the might,
For Thee to toil, for Thee to fight.
When shall we know Thee as we ought,
And fear and love and serve aright?
When shall we, out of trial brought,
Be perfect in the land of light?
Lord, may we day by day prepare
To see Thy face and serve Thee there.
And fear and love and serve aright?
When shall we, out of trial brought,
Be perfect in the land of light?
Lord, may we day by day prepare
To see Thy face and serve Thee there.
Should I Worry?
Do you think I should worry when my siblings go around singing "Yes! We Have No Bananas" as loud as they can?
Monday, January 25, 2010
"How Do You Survive?"
At seems like I get this question at least once at each market and even at church. Be it from other farmers who can't believe that amount of goats we are milking, or from a mom with two children under the age of three, or the one that really gets me--Someone my age and who wants to know how I survive without shopping.
And my answer has come to be very simple and easy. All truth, but also given to get a laugh or two...
And my answer has come to be very simple and easy. All truth, but also given to get a laugh or two...
On coffee and prayer!!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
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