weekends are for estate sales, adventures and mud.

Thursday afternoon isn’t technically the weekend, but our 11 year old finished up his first session of Ninjutsu and enjoyed it very much.




Friday night Dear Husband and I went to the Bonstelle Theatre in Detroit to see our oldest dance in the annual spring concert.  We had to leave early because out youngest was ill at home.

We found a couple of estate sales on Saturday after determining that youngest was feeling well enough and we set out on a very muddy adventure.

We can home with some fun finds.

Some useful kitchen knives as well as other silverware because we tend to run out before they all get cleaned.



a spice rack that needed some serious cleaning.  Here are the bright shiny bottles ready to be filled up.



A meat slicer that really brings back some not so pleasant memories of slicing lots and lots of meat in the cafeteria of my dorm at MSU.


A meat grinder.  Doesn’t everyone need one of those?  :)



Our herbs finally germinated.  Basil and Cilantro.




Before we left on Saturday freshly belted Ninjutsu boy managed to wrestle with some barbed wire and got a nice cut on his scalp which resulted in a tetanus shot on Monday. It’s about 3.5 inches long, but not deep at all.



On Sunday we decided to make a trip to the new Cabella’s Outpost store and to check it out.  On the way home, driving 70 miles per hour on the freeway our youngest cut himself on a multi-tool.  Good and deep.  That one required a side-trip to the ER.


So, we waited…and waited.  Realizing that it was going to be awhile, Dad went home with the rest of the boys and I stayed with the little one.


The floor is the best place to be when you don’t feel well.



Even after getting all bandaged up…the floor is still the best option.




This injury did require stitches, unlike the head wound.


Our weekend kind of spilled into Monday.  With yummy stuffed shells for dinner.  This was an experiment that turned out well.


This was before baking, I didn’t get any after baking photos because we were all too hungry to stop for a photo.  They turned out very yummy.  No cheese, just ground beef and brussels sprouts.  Topped with pasta sauce.



And finally to round out the weekend the boys just couldn’t resist the call of the wild just once more.  That hole they dug in the backyard becomes the most awesome mud pit when it rains.







Today, they will be spending a bit of time rinsing out their clothing so that it can safely be put into the washing machine.

Quite an adventure this weekend. I’m ready for some quieter days myself.







Weekends are for bread, brakes, broccoli

I honestly didn’t take many pictures this weekend.  We were so busy a didn’t even think to take photos.

We started with our oldest helping the Boy Scouts set up for the Community Expo that was held over the weekend.  He and dad got home well after the rest of us were in bed.

Saturday morning we finally made a trip to get groceries…yes, the whole family, three stores, much shopping and food buying!!  We were tired, but happy to have some food in the house again.

Prior to that I spent some time making the best of what we had in the house…flour….



A couple of loaves of white bread and a couple loaves of cinnamon bread.  Yum!






I also had some popcorn and some sugar, so….



Several bowls of candied/caramel popcorn were made and eaten!  Also Yum!



See all that shiny, sticky, yummy goodness!


We also had a wonderful visit with a family that arrived shortly after our major shopping trip.  Lots of great conversation was had and lots of wild kids running around, with an unexpected visit from our oldest and a couple of his friends thrown in the middle of the chaos.  Hence…still no photos.

Sunday was Children’s Choir Sunday again.  Four of the boys shared their voices with our congregation at noon.  Then run home for a bit and off to the next family rosary at another friend’s home.

In the meantime the brakes failed on the van on our way home from the monster shopping trip and those were fixed on Monday. :)

But..I did take photos of a beautiful sign of spring as it has burst forth a week early that expected in our hanging window garden!!



See that itty bitty little seed sprout under my misspelled label?



more little baby broccoli poking their heads out into the sunshine.



this one is a little baby cabbage.



More baby cabbage.  They are twice that big already today!




And in between running, shopping, and visiting, I worked on planning our new adventure in gardening!  Got to get these boys bellies filled somehow, and keep them busy and out of trouble in the meantime.  Yes, they will be gardeners this year!




Hope you were able to enjoy some of the beautiful sunshine this weekend!

Weekends are for vet visits, sledding, pizza and gardening

Our weekend began with my dear husband leaving for a men’s conference with some friends for the day on Saturday. After my prayer time with my cup, ok, entire pot of coffee, the rest of us headed off to the vet with our lame little bunny.




If you have a squeamish tummy you may want to skip the first few photos of his abscess.

This is what it looked like before the vet saw him this time.


This is what it looked like after he removed the “necrotic flesh” and some of the infection.


Yeah, it’s kinda gross, but the prognosis is good.  More antibiotics and another visit scheduled in the middle of this week.

When we got back we got all ready and headed out to meet some friends for an afternoon of sledding.





I didn’t get a ton of photos or very many “quality” ones because I was having too much fun sledding myself. :)

We then shared pizza and hot cocoa with the gang of us.


Once the husbands/fathers returned we all had dinner and shared stories and fellowship until well after dark.  Wonderful day!

We spent Sunday morning beginning our planning of a veggie garden.  I took some measurements with a super cool tool that I borrowed from my neighbor.  This was SO much easier than using a short tape measure all by myself.


I found a great idea on the web to start seeds in the window using a binder page designed to hold collector cards.  I placed an order for a bunch of heirloom seeds, but the haven’t arrived yet and I had these seeds in the garage, so I thought I would at least begin with them rather than just tossing them out.


Here is the first round of broccoli and Cabbage all hung up and ready for the magic to happen.



Perfect beautiful day for planting seeds…lol  Can’t wait to see some green sprouts in there!  Also can’t wait for my load of heirloom seeds to arrive and for my husband to get my wonderful raised beds built.  Guess I should start looking around for where to get a whole lot of good dirt and compost.


One of my sweet little boys slept with some silly putty on Saturday night.  Needless to say we have a mess on our hands.  After some research, I discovered some suggestions for getting it out of his shirt and his blankie.  I instructed him, so he put on his headphones and listened to his PlayAway audio book and went to work.  I must admit that there were tears and attitude before I suggested the book.  Brilliant suggestion!  Worked like a charm.  Must remember that one for the future!




That wraps up our weekend.  I will keep you posted on the growth of our garden/compost/rain barrel experiments as the season approaches.  I am sure we will make plenty of mistakes but I’m still hoping for some delicious home grown veggies and fruits this year.

What are you up to?




Weekends are for animals and rosaries

Our weekend was filled with animals…live, stuffed, and used to be alive.  Starting with the live one….he somehow injured himself and has been quite crippled and just not himself.  We still aren’t sure if he is going to pull through this, but he is more active now, so we are hopeful.  He has spent a lot of time sleeping.  Even on my keyboard.  He did something to my firefox browser and made it unusable.  Oh well, at least there are other options until I decide to really figure out what he did.


Sleepy boy.


Lots and lots of napping


The stuffed animals feasted on popcorn.


Then came the “used to be alive” animals.  Good thing too, because I wouldn’t want to get in the middle of this staring game.



There were a few live animals in the water…large yummy looking fish



Lot’s of love in this photo.


Where there are boys….there is boy food.  Baked beans and cheddar bratwurst.



We have instituted a new system for pay jobs around the house.  Each job is on a small card in a sheet protector. As the kids want to do the extra job they grab a card, do the chore, bring the card to a parent who checks the job and then immediately pays them for satisfactory completion.  These are the jobs that just make my life easier.  Some things are non-negotiable and non-pay chores.  Everyone must clean up after themselves and take care of their own belongings and messes….no pay for that. :)


Our Lady of Fatima came for a two week visit and was greeted by our family and a couple of other families as well.  We all prayed together and she will remain in our home for a couple of weeks as a reminder to pray together as a family until we all congregate at another home for her to visit.  Beautiful statue.




Prayer with friends and then mass followed by a rousing game of  The Great Dalmuti with the kids (Need to get some hats to play this properly) was a perfect way to end the weekend.

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Weekends are for snow, dogs, and more birthday celebrations

What a whirlwind weekend…but filled so much goodness.

Friday started with an honest to goodness snow day.  Yes, we homeschool, but it was the first time in a few years that we actually got a great snowfall.  Of course is almost gone now after a rise in temps and rain yesterday but they kids enjoyed it while it was here.


Friday night and all day Saturday my youngest and I spent at my parents dog sitting the cutest dogs ever!!!  So, no bunny pictures from this weekend…darling dogs instead!






While I was there, I couldn’t help but admire my parents beautiful new bathrooms.  They did an outstanding job on them and I just love my mom’s decorating style.



Sunday was busy with the kids singing in the choir and then helping with St. Vincent DePaul collections after mass.  From there a quick trip to Bass Pro Shops and a wonderful wonderful friend filled birthday celebration for a sweet two-year old girl!!










Finally, the boys did some work on making Valentine cards for our celebration coming up this week.  Ok, they actually did that today after school, but it was worth adding in.






I hope your weekend was filled with family, friends, and laughter.  :)


When Your Compass Just Spins

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Do you ever stop and question the road your on?

the choice you made?

the steps you took?

When you look for direction and instead of pointing N the needle just spins and you can’t find the right road, what do you do?

I have been overloaded and paralyzed and unsure of the right direction. One moment, I can be sure of a direction and start marching off into the sunset with the beauty of a pastel skyleading the way.  Peaceful and content and certain.  Then the sun goes down, and I wander in the dark.  Still heading in the direction in which I started.

The sunIMAG0211 comes up and I don’t recognize where I am.  I check my compass and there it is…a spinning needle.  I am lost and don’t know which way to go.

Here is where my faith is tested and I become even more unsure than if I had never set off toward that beckoning sunset.  My compass…my internal “feelings”, my family and friends with whom I consult-just spinning.  All pointing in different directions.  No clear answer about where to go.

I know that it is never a good idea to make any changes or decisions when you are in a place of inner (or outer) turmoil.  I know that God has a plan. I just don’t know what it is.  So, I am trying to be patient and not make any decisions until after things settle.  There are events and things to be done outside of my dream this coming week.  A couple of gatherings, some other appointments, and I recognize that I need to clear these things off my plate and off my mind before I can really put my energy toward fixing my compass on Him.

I’m trying hard to be still and know that He is God.  I am trying hard to not panic and search and question.  I am working on growing those muscles of patience and of listening.  And especially that one word that is part of my new year:


I will trust that as I am patient and alert and work my way through the next busy week things will become more clear and the path will be illuminated.  My compass will stop spinning.

The hardest thing is to just wait.  To wait, consult, and not make any decisions.  My first urge is to decide, to solve, to move.  Being still is not my strength. Being still is just what I have to do when the way is unclear.

What do you do when you thought you were moving in a specific direction and all of a sudden you don’t know if that direction is right any more?
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Weekends are for birthday bowling, boy scouts, coupons, and nursing.


Nothing like celebrating a couple of birthdays with girlfriends at the bowling alley!

I must say that my phone failed me a bit in the building and the pictures are rather blurry, but the smiles and the love just had to be shared.

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And a very yummy extra extra chocolate cake.  Can’t ever have enough chocolate in one cake.066


Most of the gang was all here.  A couple beautiful ladies had already left and a few more weren’t able to come and were missed.


It was Scout Sunday at church and we got a photo of those who were able to make it. Don’t they all look so handsome?


After getting home from church and picking up a couple of newspapers, I decided it was time to tackle my growing stack of coupon inserts and get them filed.


This is my mess after throwing the scraps on the floor.  Just brought in the recycling bin and tossed them all in.


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After spending what seemed like FOREVER in my kitchen clipping and tossing and filing.  I still had four sets of inserts left, but I had no more time or energy and my back hurt.  So, they will wait for another day.


And what is a weekend post around here if there are no bunny shots?


They are beginning to tolerate each other.  We are still hoping for a friendship to develop.

The nursing part is for my poor dear husband.  He pulled a muscle in his neck on Tuesday night and woke up very very sore.  It has been getting worse since then. Lots of awful awful spasms and horrendous pain.  Trip to the urgent care resulted in some muscle relaxer and heavy duty pain killers, which almost touch the pain.  Three sleep deprived nights later and my brain is a bit of a blur.

Hoping and praying for some relief and healing.  (and sleep).

How was your weekend?


Sometimes crying makes you softer.

Those things that make you hard.

Hurtful comments.

the ones that just immediately pull a response right up from your gut.  They physically hurt..right there.  And in your chest.

You know they need a response.  The response you want to give right now is hard and sharp!

It’s like sharp shards of obsidian. All black and glossy and with jagged, broken, edges.


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There are screams and yells in your chest that are struggling..to stay in or jump out. Hard to tell.

There are bad words in your mouth that taste stale and raw at the same time.

There is just sharp hard pain and an immediate response that is to cause more sharp hard pain.  Maybe if I hurt someone else this feeling, this struggle and this taste will leave me!

That has never been the case in the past…so I push through.  Hold on.


in the breathing the pain lessens.


in the breathing the struggle releases.


in the breathing the taste changes.


in the breathing the tears begin to flow and the jagged edges soften.

Each breath is a prayer, each tear is a sigh toward heaven.

This breathing, these tears bring a loving response, to myself and to the one who spoke the hurt.

Maybe that broken, jagged obsidian shard was lodged in their heart when they spoke.

Prayers for the breath and tears to soften them.


We have all been hurt by another of our fellow women who walk this planet together, and we have all hurt others.  This is nothing new, and it will happen again.  But I think there is a reason and a purpose for our crying.  Sometimes it makes you softer.  Is that why we like our “chick flicks”.  Do they soften us toward one another because the act of crying softens us?



How did I get here?

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How DID I get here?

Where is here?  Right here. Right now.  Doing whatever I am doing?

How did you get where you are? Right here. Right now.  Doing whatever it is that you are doing?

It takes some looking back. Some looking around.

It takes an imagination and a memory.

It takes honesty. humility. courage.

It takes a stepping back. a stepping apart from who you are.

So, How did you get here?

It has been a long long road with a ton of twists and turns, tunnels, stops, backing up, going forward, looking ahead, looking behind, looking around.

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Here is where I am.  Seldom do we take the time to assess, truly assess where and who we are right now, and then look back on how we got here.

The more I do that, the more I am absolutely amazed at how far I have actually grown and changed and become more of what I want to be.  When we focus only on the present or the future, we may get discouraged because we aren’t where or what we want to be.  But have you glanced back there?

Have you looked at who and where you were? last year? five years ago? ten? Longer?

I look back and see someone who thought they had it all under control on the outside.  Hurting on the inside.  Someone who had many vices and crutches, wishes and dreams, someone who was scared and desperately wanted everything tied up neatly in a list of how and what to do in order to do life right.

I look back. And the places where I see the most positive growth are either the really hard places when life fell apart and I had no idea how to get one foot in front of the other, but I knew I just needed to keep plodding along.  And those scary places that were partly exciting because they were new paths with no clear end or set of rules.  New beginnings when I felt a call to move in a direction and without having all the answers trustingly took that step forward and waited for a call to take the next step and the next.

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What do these two different types of experiences have in common?

I was not in control!  I was blind and trusting.  I was leaning on my creator as my loving guide.

This God-sized dream has those same qualities so, I am excited to see what God has planned.


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Weekends are for forts, friends, food, and fur (among other things that don’t start with F)

The weekend began with some dragon slaying!  The boys have been learning what it means to slay dragons (distractions, poor behavior choices, and difficult events) in our everyday life.  This particular night dad helped them to create a game around the dragons that they have learned about so far.



Saturday began with a variety of tasks, chores, and church and schoolwork.  Science experiments are always more fun that reading, writing, and working math problems….at least for this crew.



Then it was time for friends and fort building!!  Even better than science experiments!




We are so blessed and thankful for such a wonderful view in our backyard!  Every day I am grateful for how God brought us here to such a beautiful riverfront right in the city limits (rather a small city).


The weekend was also filled with yummy food.



It’s just not the weekend around here without donuts!


I have re-established a relationship with a tool that I often disparaged and swore I would never use again.  Thanks to my wonderful girlfriends who gifted me a crockpot on my birthday.  I had so many failures years and years ago with crockpot meals that when mine broke (8 years ago) I never wanted to replace it.  I have tried new recipes and have been pleasantly surprised.  This past week I used it four days in a row with wonderful and pleasing results!  That is chicken taco filling  in there…Yum!!


We are still working hard in introducing our two bunnies who share your home.  We are determined to get them through this and become friends.  From my reading it will take work and time.  Dedication and perseverance…..now that’s a lesson we could all use.





They look like they are being friends here, but it was just a the little guy enjoying some petting from his people that relaxed him. 100_4899

I also made a quick trip and scored a couple of finds for 75% off!  Yay!


We had a fun and productive weekend.

I hope yours was too!