Steppin' Back For A Time

May 7, 2013

Sorry I haven't been around for a bit, but with the Redneck home and a real life schedule to adjust to, it's been a tad busy.

Also, I'm tryin' to decide how to proceed with my blog.

Originally, I began this blog as a way to talk about my family's life in the mountains of Oklahoma. Then a couple of years ago, we moved back 'down below', so to speak. As you can imagine, our lives have changed quite a bit, and yet I have tried to continue with my theme of simple livin'.

However, due to new challenges and tasks, I'm findin' it hard to concentrate and come up with posts that I'm proud to present about our lives, and how to live simply. Without internet at home, no camera for photos and such, I also find myself limited in what I can put across in activities. But mainly...

...I'M BORED TO TEARS.

I figure if *I'M* bored--ya'll have GOT to be yawnin' when you read my posts.

So, for a time, I will be steppin' back and takin' a break as I pray and seek what God wants me to do. I may come back online and take the blog in a new direction, I may shut it down and concentrate on my other writin', or I may just begin a new themed blog to see where it goes. Either way, I need a break.

No matter what happens...

I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2013 by Evelyn Edgett

What A Week--{{GRIN}}

May 1, 2013

It has been an amazin' week since I last posted, startin' with about an hour after my last post on Wednesday of last week.

After checkin' in with ya'll, Obie and I finished out errands and went home to fix lunch. I had just gotten out the stuff for our meal, when my phone rang.

It was a gentleman who had received a copy of the Redneck's resume, which I had mailed on Monday. We spoke for over 30 minutes, with him askin' and me answerin' questions. I told him that if he spoke with the Redneck and they decided that he would be hired, I would drive the four hours to bring him home. I thought it would be a few weeks before a decision was made.

However...

...at the end of 30 minutes, the man said, "Okay, go get him."

"What?"

"He's hired, he starts tomorrow, go get your husband."

Folks, my knees buckled, and I couldn't catch my breath. I asked if he was serious, and he said yes, he was very serious, and to take a deep breath, clear my head, and then drive out to get the Redneck.

We hung up after a few more minutes, and I was sorta just standin' there, until I threw my hands up in the air and shouted,

"THANK YOU FATHER! THANK YOU!"

I was on an adrenaline high that was unbelievable. I called the Redneck and left a message, sayin' "Baby, pack your stuff--I'm comin' to get you, you got the job! Be there in a few hours!" (He later told me that I sounded hysterical in the message, and that it took him a couple of times to actually understand what was goin' on. Hey, I was HAPPY, so sue me!)

I made arrangements for the animal's evenin' feedin', gassed up the truck, and Obie and I headed west. We arrived just as thge Redneck got back to his hotel room, tired and dirty (the Redneck, not us). I explained about the new job, and we werr packed up, on the road and back home by 2 a.m. the next mornin'.

So now I have my Beloved Redneck back at home, with a better payin' job, WAY better hours, and he works only a few miles from home. He is doin' what he loves, and the folks all seem to be really nice.

God finally answered our prayers about a better workin' condition for my husband, and it surpasses anything I could have asked for (He always does, doesn't He?) We had prayed for so long about his bein' able to be home, and yet God answered in HIS time, not ours. He had to get us all to where we were ready for this blessin', and so we had to go through some really difficult times, but it was worth it.

Of course, I had to look up scripture about God's timin', and I found the followin' (Emphasis added by me):

For the vision is yet for an appointed time and it hastens to the end [fulfillment]; it will not deceive or disappoint. Though it tarry, wait [earnestly] for it, because it will surely come; it will not be behindhand on its appointed day. Habakkuk 2: 3

 

Thus says the Lord, In an acceptable and favorable time I have heard and answered you, and in a day of salvation I have helped you; and I will preserve you and give you for a covenant to the people, to raise up and establish the land [from its present state of ruin] and to apportion and cause them to inherit the desolate [moral wastes of heathenism, their] heritages. Isaiah 49: 8

 

My times are in Your hands; deliver me from the hands of my foes and those who pursue me and persecute me. Psalm 31: 15

 

When the proper time has come, I will judge uprightly [says the Lord]. Psalm 75: 2

 

And saying, The [appointed period of] time is fulfilled (completed), and the kingdom of God is at hand; repent (have a change of mind which issues in regret for past sins and in change of conduct for the better) and believe (trust in, rely on, and adhere to) the good news (the Gospel). Mark 1: 15

 

It is time for the Lord to act; they have frustrated Your law. Psalm 119: 126

 

He said to them, It is not for you to become acquainted with and know what time brings [the things and events of time and their definite periods] or fixed years and seasons (their critical niche in time), which the Father has appointed (fixed and reserved) by His own choice and authority and personal power. Acts 1: 7

 

It was not my job to know when God would answer our prayers--it was my job to PRAY and to TRUST that God would answer them--in HIS way and HIS time.

 

So the next time ya'll think you're wastin' your time waitin' on an answer to prayer--keep prayin'--it's comin'.

 

 

 

 

 

My Guilty Pleasure

April 24, 2013

Okay, I have a confession...

I have a guilty pleasure--one that, while I don't HAVE to have it--I won't turn it down when I get the chance to do it...

I absolutely LOVE the television show SONS OF ANARCHY.

I never saw it on tv--but last summer I borrowed the first season on dvd from a friend.

FLOORED me.

Seriously, these characters just slam me in the gut when I watch them. Yes, they are flawed beyond belief, and they are not what you would call good examples of walkin' with God and yet...

I see so many wonderful things in the shows.

(Yeah, there's that weird vibe again.)

Okay--first, there are themes of family and loyalty, ones that I really understand. The characters have a skewed sense of morality, but the men will do WHATEVER it takes to support and protect their families. The women are strong and yet they are not afraid to be vulnerable when it is for the good of others.

Believe it or not, I see a ton of scriptural truth in the show so far--
and no, it doesn't say in Hebrews, "Thou shalt run guns."  However, I have seen where the Titus 2 admonition to older women to be mentors to the younger women have come into play, along with others.

Please don't think that I'm sayin' this show should be used to teach the Bible--I'm just givin' ya'll MY take on it, and what *I* get out of it.

 I've only seen the first two seasons on dvd, but I'm lookin' forward to seein' more when I get the chance.

Does anyone else have a guilty pleasure that they enjoy? I would love to hear about it.

Well, I got chores. later ya'll.
© 2013 by Evelyn Edgett

New Phone--And Book Review Of NEW DRESS A DAY

April 22, 2013

I GOT A NEW PHONE!!!!!!!

Yup, instead of my old TRACFONE, which I really appreciated all the years I lived in the mountains and couldn't get any other phone service--I now have a new AT&T phone, with a lot of bells and whistles. And a KEYBOARD. I can text a lot faster now, and it will be correct! I also have a camera, and I can get simple internet access, so I can check my email without havin' to leave the house, which is nice, 'cause I get email updates to a lot of inspirational posts, and it has been great, gettin' to read scripture first thing in the mornin'.

PLUS--I get to talk to the Redneck more often, since it doesn't cost anything to call him. THAT has been wonderful, and we call each other early in the mornin', so we get to sort of 'wake up' together. Last night we talked for over 2 hours, and I was able to do some chores while we talked, and he did his laundry. We both still dislike his bein' gone for so long--but now we don't feel quite so lonely.

And of course--this new phone and the plan with it is CHEAPER than what we were doin' before--so my inner thriftologist is ecstatic.

Honestly, I feel like a cellular version of PINOCCHIO, and he says,
"I HAVE A REAL PHONE!"

Okay, on to a book review that I hope ya'll will really like--NEW DRESS A DAY, by Marisa Lynch.

Marisa is a blogger, and she started NEW DRESS A DAY: 365 DAYS / 365 DOLLARS several years ago, and it took off like a rocket. Marisa takes funky clothing from thrift shops, and turns them into gorgeous creations of her own. Eventually, all this fashionisity (is that a word? It SHOULD be, ya know.), was turned into a book filled with what Marisa calls 'dressipes', or ways to make somethin' WOW out of nothin'.

It's easy to follow, and the photos are great. Ideas range from where to get your raw matererials, to makin' an apron out of fabric leftover from other projects. And I LOVE the jacket made from a MOB dress (Mother Of Bride)--I'm keepin' an eye peeled for my own MOB at thrift stores, 'cause I love 'blingy' jackets.

If you love to have new goodies in your 'drobe' (My word), but can't face the high cost of clothing that looks like every other piece out there in the mass market world of fashion--give NEW DRESS A DAY a gander. It's published by BALLENTINE.

Also check out Marisa's blog at www.newdressaday.com. You will love her work, and many of her reader's contribute photos of thier own 'redos'.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2013 by Evelyn Edgett

Update On Beef 'Prescription'--Bermuda Triangle--Thrift Store Trip

April 17, 2013

After three days of beef at my evenin' meal...I have lost all cravin' for chocolate. Is that cool or what?

Just thought I'd share.

I am convinced that the Bermuda Triangle has taken up residence in my livin' room bookshelf. Nothin' else explains what happened to a library book that has gone missin' for over a month (ironically--the title of the book is MISSING).

I checked itout, read part of the way through, and just didn't 'click' with the plot or characters, so I put it aside on my night stand, and the next day I moved it to the book shelf where I keep library materials to be returned. Later, I found that I had not brought it to the library, so had it rechecked out so I could bring it back next time.

I never found the book.

I have torn my house up lookin' for it, called every library that I use (and it's a LOT of libraries that I patronize) to see if I had accidentally left it with them--no dice.

No one comes to my house--I'm not inhospitable, my house is just really pretty small for visitors--I haven't taken my books anywhere else. I have torn my truck apart, but no book. Now add to all that the fact that my letter to my pen pals, PLUS the original letters from them have disappeared off the same book shelf...

...oooOOOOOooooooo....(cue TWILIGHT ZONE music)

Oh well. I'll rewrite the letters and pay for the book. It may be bizarre, but it's ain't earth shakin'.

Yesterday, I checked out a thrift store someone told me about. It's a place where all the clothes are the same price, regardless of what it is--pants, skirts, etc. On Thursday, the store puts out all the new stuff, and everything is $1.75. As the week progresses, the prices go lower, until Wednesday, when everything is 25 cents, and I have heard that it's a mad house that day.

I went on 50 cent day, and while I DID get some bargains--4 pieces of clothing for $2.00--I'm not certain if it will be worth my time to go very often. Nothing is organized--men's. kid's, EVERYTHING is just glommed onto racks together. You hafta DIG to find stuff, and while there were good things, it was also hot, stuffy, and crowded with folks lookin' for a bargain. Poor Obie just looked at me like I had lost my mind, and I felt so bad for him that I bought him a DR. PEPPER as soon as we left. He earned it for his patience.

Also checked out a couple of other thrift stores, includin' GOODWILL. I have lost interest in GOODWILL over the years, as their prices have steadily climbed. Yes--they are still cheaper than a lot of places, but some things are just ridiculous. I did find a few things on the clearance shelves up front for 50 cents each--includin' a cute little tile that says, "Rewrite your script." I put that up where I can see it when I brush my teeth.

I don't shop thrift stores and yard sales just to get a bargain--I shop there because most of the time it's a fun way to save money, and you can meet some really neat folks in them. I don't go just to get more stuff--I shop only when I have a true need or want, and many times I leave without buyin' anything. I know of a few more stores that I will be checkin' out probably next month in a different town, and hopefully I will have some fun stuff to report.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2013 by Evelyn Edgett
 

RIFE Machine Update--One Of The Reasons I LOVE My Doctor

April 15, 2013

Happy Tax Day, and Happy Birthday to my friend Marqueta from SWEETE FELICTY Blog (www.sweetefelicity.blogspot.com)! I have a letter almost finished to send to you soon!

I got to spend Friday night at my friend's house, and I spent time on the RIFE machine after she went to bed. I just watched a movie on tv as I went through the list of protocols for the machine, A-Z. I just looked for protoclos that had anything to do with any health issues I was concerned about, and when I was done I had been on the machine for four hours. I figure I will either get well...

...or be zapped into another dimension.

Come on--the thing DOES look awfully 1950's bad sci-fi movie technology.

As of yet, I can't tell ya'll if there is a real difference in my health from the use of the machine, but I'll keep usin' it and monitorin' my health. If I honestly feel there is a benefit--I'll let ya know. If I don't--I'll tell ya that too.

Okay--why do I love my Doctor sooooo much?

Because while we were talkin' recently, I mentioned that I had been cravin' chocolate like a drug--I just can't seem to get enough of it. I mean--it's wonderful stuff, sure, but this was gettin' ridiculous--I even ate a whole bag of milk chocolate chips the other night.

Turns out, that type of cravin' can be caused by the body needin' certain minerals that are found in the food. While I was gettin' some nutritional benefits from the chocolate--I wasn't gettin' the same amount I would have gotten from a REAL food with the same nutrients.

Well, be still my little heart--guess which real food shares a few nturtients with chocolate?

BEEF!!!!!!!

Not a whole lot, but there are enough in common that I have mistaken the need to add some beef back into my diet with chocolate.

Sooo....

She prescribed beef for me for the next week--once a day, to see if the cravin' for the chocolate lessens.

I am happy to say that after just ONE meal of a simple grilled steak last night--

I have NO desire for chocolate whatsoever. In fact, the thought of chocolate is kinda makin' me queasy.  Does this mean that I am givin' up on the rich dark sweet stuff forever?

ARE YOU NUTS?!?!?!?!

Of COURSE I'm gonna eat chocolate--I LOVE the stuff. I just don't NEED it when my nutritional needs are met by something more substantial like beef.

So--if you have been really cravin' somethin' that isn't quite good for you--check out the nutritional aspects of the food, and find out what real food you can substitute for it instead. See if the cravin' lessens.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2013 by Evelyn Edgett

Feelin' Better--Cold Weather Back--Dogs Are Weird

April 10, 2013

Feelin' much more gooder, as my buddy Rusty would say. Still snifflin', but that could actually be from the raw food I'm eatin' these days--I understand that your body will chunk out mucous as you detox. I don't care if it's from a cold of raw food--I'm TIRED of drownin' in nasal discharge!

Put the heater away yesterday while cleanin' house--that was dumb.

Went to bed last night with the fan on, and considerin' runnin' the air conditioner. Woke up to a cold house, and my dogs whinin' to go out to go potty.

I stumbled to the front door, let everyone out, then fell back on the bed. Again--not the brightest thing to do, 'cause I dozed off and when I heard the dogs barkin' to come back in...

...I found out it had begun to rain, and I as I opened the door, I had two VERY wet small dogs come rushin' in. Before I could get a towel on the smallest one--she had run and jumped into Obie's bed and shot under his warm blankets.

I heard, "WHOA!"

"YIPE!"

"THUD!"

Which meant that my son didn't appreciate Poblano's effort's to dry out usin' HIS bedcovers. A very disgruntled lookin' Poblano came into the room and just glared at me like it was MY fault.

Another thing about my dogs. They like to sleep under my bed, since it is so high. I used cinder blocks to raise it up. I just like high beds, they seem far more luxurious. So the dogs use it as a den at night, and sometimes I hear them under me, shiftin' around.

The worst thing that happens is when Midnight (recall him from a post a few weeks back?) begins to SNORE.

Honestly--for a small dog--he can outsnore the REDNECK. If I were a small child--I would be convinced I had a monster under my bed. As it is--I dream of freight trains when Midnight is under the bed.

Well, I have dragged the heater back out and am lettin' it warm up the house while Obie and I are runnin' errands. I plan to make egg rolls and granola bars this afternoon while listenin' to Air One Radio--a really good listener supported Christian radio staion. Check them out at www.air1.com.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2013 by Evelyn Edgett