A Life Worth Living by Nancy Buxton

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I’m Puzzled

I’m puzzled about many things, oh to be able to sort out life and have the sorting be correct would be wonderful.  I know I’m not making sense.

One of my level-headed friends is in the hospital, he has always been IN CONTROL.  Now as I sit and watch and listen I realize he is fighting to still be the boss but. . . .If he had taken better care of his body would he be in better shape. Probably!  If I take better care of mine will it prepare me for the dismal days of old age?  Maybe!

Then what about this. . .All parents damage their children.  It cannot be helped.  Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers.  Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.  Yikes!!  Good thing I didn’t know this before we had children.

And this.  Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them.  They move on.  They move away.  The moments that used to define them–a mother’s approval, a father’s nod–are covered by moments of their own accomplishments.  It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of the mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives.

For sure I am in the skin sagging and the heart weakening stage and I do understand some of the things that use to aggravate me about my mother.

This is the weekend ALL the kids will be here–I will get some pictures for you!! What fun we will have.  This is one of the recipes I will be making.

Potatoes

2  Mr. Dell’s frozen hash browns

2 cans evaporated milk

1 stick butter –I will use less

4 T Mckays Chicken Seasoning–I will use a little more

Put in the largest oblong dish, bigger than a 9×13–bake 350 for 45 minutes

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Yesterday

Yesterday was a very special day, Father’s Day!  I thought of my Dad and the fact that he was my buddy.  When my mom didn’t see things my way I would always go to daddy.  I think just the word daddy melted his heart and he would usually see things my way.  Not always but sometimes.

My dad was a dependable man, he got off work at 4 pm and was home by 4:20, 4:30 at the latest, never fail.  Once a month we, my dad and I, would meet at the grocery store to do some shopping.  We lived in a town where we could buy groceries on credit.  When dad got his pay check, he would cash it  at the grocery store, pay our bill and stock up for the next month. If the bill was too high he would by unhappy and always thought we spent too much on food.

Dad taught me how to cook.  Every time I made something that was not great he would say, “it’s just the way I like it.”  He taught me to make gravy, steak, fried chicken and most any thing that was easy.  I know I have told you about him before but it seems worthwhile to repeat.

Dad had a quick temper and could “fly off the handle” easily.  I was 17 when he gave me my last whipping, it was my sassy mouth that got me into trouble.  I know what you are thinking child abuse, well maybe but in those days it was called discipline.  Good or bad that’s how they did it.

As for my children’s father, my husband, he was never spanked a day in his life.  His father was 55 when he was born so I doubt by the time Bob was spanking age his dad could even catch him. 

Are you wondering what we did for Father’s Day around my house. After the two phone calls from our  kids, we went to Valentino’s for brunch, I paid, father’s ate free.  LOL  I gave him a one way plane ticket back home from Washington state.  I will fill you in on that another time.

Last evening we celebrated Bob’s birthday.  Seven of us ate at Tico’s, it was delicious.  My present to him was 2 ties (one purchased at a garage sale) and two pair of pants.  Not exciting I know but everything fit and he needed them.

We also cleaned the downstairs, big  job but someone had to do it and since we are the only two around it was us.  We moved furniture, bookcases and really deep cleaned.  I think we are ready for our little Singapore family to arrive.

God is good. He has brought such special people into my life.  It could have been so different.  Have you ever thought how things could have been.  Sometimes I wonder why God gave us the power of choice, why did he give us a will.  He has such good ideas why didn’t he just plan our life for us?  I know, I know it just does not work that way, there is a reason.  God would be called unfair if he did that–Satan always messes things up.

It’s Crunch Time

What happened to the lazy, hazy days of summer?  When I was a kid it seemed like summer lasted forever.  When I was a young mom by the time summer ended I was really ready to get those kids back on a schedule.  Now that I am an empty nester, LOL who am I kidding I am long past being an empty nester.  My nest has dried up and blown out of the tree.  The older I get the faster time goes.  Is it just me that this has happened to?

I hate how fast time flies!  I feel like summer is almost over and it doesn’t help that I am getting ready to take a trip to Atlanta and will be gone for 10 days.  My far away kids arrive in Lincoln the same day I do.  Won’t that be fun?  Speaking of fun I will actually be on the same plane with them from Chicago.  I can’t wait.

However, between now and then I have plenty to do and only a week to get it done.  We have a birthday to celebrate, yup, my fella is having a BIG birthday. I won’t tell what it is but it’s pretty big.  We need to celebrate.  I have bread to bake, granola to make and a downstairs to get ready for action.  For five days ALL of the kids and grands will be here, just think of the fun we will have with a 12, 7, 5,4,2 and 1-year-old.  I would guess we will all fall into bed each night. Well, everyone but the kids.

Oh, you want to know about Weight Watchers–well finally I settled down and lost 3.7 pounds this week.  I know it’s not very good but it’s not WW fault it’s mine.

When we use to visit my husband’s parents his mom would always make Swedish Pancakes–my son loves them.  Today they are mostly called Crepes.

Put in a blender

 2 eggs

2 T oil

3 T sugar

1 Cup flour

1 1/3 milk

Blend well.  This is actually better if you make the batter the night before.  Spray your non-stick skillet and get it pretty hot and just pour enough batter to coat the bottom of the pan.  Don’t turn the crepe over until it is almost cooked through then flip it over and roll it up.  These are really yummy and you can either use syrup or grandma served them with blueberries.

The Sound of Silence

Have you experience the sound of silence when it comes to answered prayer.  Maybe not even answered prayer, do you just ever feel that God IS silent?

Georges Bernanos said this: “At that moment I needed prayer as much as I needed air to draw my breath or oxygen to fill my blood. . .A void was behind me and in front a wall, a wall of darkness.”   I don’t want to ever feel this desperate to hear from God but the truth is I often feel my prayers are not ascending to heaven.  Not long ago in church it was stated that the Holy Spirit is waiting to take our prayers before the Lord, now that was a comforting thought for sure.

I also take comfort in the fact that almost all the masters of spirituality experience a dark night now and then. My question is this, if I experience this darkness do I stop praying?  I say NO because if I stop how will I know when God is finally ready to let me feel he is hearing me?  Besides if we stop praying it is just so easy to continue not praying we have to keep cultivating the habit of prayer.

Are you ready for one of my favorite recipes?  This was given to me a long time ago by a woman known as madicker LOL

Rhubarb Pie

4 Cups finely chopped rhubarb, add 2 eggs and mix well by hand.

Mix and add to the above.

1 1/2 Cup Sugar

3 heaping T flour

1/2 t nutmeg

1 T butter

Make your favorite pie crust and pour this in and bake 450 10 minutes, 350 45-50 minutes

I promise to take a picture of my Mother’s Day gift soon–I am still recovering from the last couple of months of nonstop activity.  Today my Topeka kids are coming and will be here for a week–we are excited and I know we will use my MD gift a lot.

What About Tofu?

 

This recipe is for egg salad made with tofu.  I love egg salad and I love tofu.   I know about now you are wrinkling  up your nose but tofu is delicious if it is cooked right.  Tofu takes on the flavor of whatever you put with it.  I promise you will love this and you will really think it is eggs–if and I said if you don’t think about it being tofu.  You have to keep an open mind.  If you don’t want to mess with the cashews just use mayo or whatever dressing you use on your egg salad. My friend Linda sent this to me:

EGG SALAD

FOR THE CASHEW MAYO:

  • 1 cup Non-roasted Cashews
  • 1 whole Lemon, Juiced (about 1/4 Cup)
  • 1 Tablespoon Minced Onion (white Part Of A Green Onion)
  • 1 teaspoon Light Agave Nectar
  • ¼ teaspoons Salt
  • 2 Tablespoons Water
  • 1 Tablespoon Flax Oil
  • _____
  • FOR THE MOCK EGG SALAD:
  • 1 block Firm Tofu (14 Oz Container)
  • 6 Tablespoons Cashew Mayo
  • 4 Tablespoons Minced Onion Greens
  • 4 Tablespoons Minced Celery
  • 3 Tablespoons Prepared Yellow Mustard
  • ½ teaspoons Turmeric
  • ½ teaspoons Salt
  • 1 teaspoon Paprika, For Garnish

Preparation Instructions

For the Cashew Mayo:

Cover the cashews with cold water and let them soak for an hour and then drain.

Put the cashews in a food processor with the lemon juice, onion, agave, salt and 2 Tablespoons of water. Process until it starts to look smooth and then pour the flax oil in slowly (with the processor on). Continue to process for a minute.

(This makes more than you need for the egg salad, so you can refrigerate leftover for another use)

For the Mock Egg Salad:

Drain the water from the tofu and wrap it in a clean dish towel. Squeeze the tofu in the towel, gently, to press out any extra water. Put the tofu in a bowl and mash with a fork. Add the green onion (just the greens) and celery and stir.

In a separate bowl, whisk together the cashew mayo, mustard, turmeric, and salt.

Add the mayo mixture to the tofu and stir until well blended. Garnish with paprika

Reviewing the Blog

For those of you who don’t know much about blogs, there is a thing called My Dashboard.  My Dashboard tells me all kinds of things.  It tells me how many people looks  at the blog each day, it tells me what was the most popular post for the week.  There is even a graph to show the activity each day. For instance today 96 of you read the blog.  Thanks. LOL

It has been a constant amazement to me that one post no matter how long ago it was written always shows up as having been read over and over again.  It is the post, “Oh No Do I Have To?”  Finally I decided to investigate   what brings people to that post.  I think I have found the answer it is the tag (that’s the words at the end of post).  The tag tells what the article  or post is about.  This one is about self-control.

SELF-CONTROL–is everyone just like me?  Are we all looking for self-control for one reason or another?  I know it’s Biblical, I know it’s what’s good for me and yet it eludes me almost every day.  Sickening isn’t it?

This brings me to the subject of my weight AGAIN.  Okay I know I hinted that I am on some kind of wagon, and I am.  I just finished day two of Weight Watchers.  Here is what I know:  l.  I am just like a drunkard only my problem is food 2.  Sometimes I have self-control but most of the time I don’t          3.  I seem to need a support group to keep me on track   4.  I can never see 208 pounds spin around on that scale again–oh no did I just tell you what I weighed when I started the process?  I think I did.

In the next few weeks I plan to study more about self-control, I will let you know what I find.  In the next few days I will tell you how I decided to try Weight Watchers AGAIN.

Forgive and Forget

Last week I heard such a great sermon.  It was about getting rid of the stuff.  You know the stuff we keep playing over and over in our mind.  Do you have any stuff?  I do.  I am still haunted by some of the things I said or did in college.

I remember well the time a “boy” asked me out and this is what I said, “Oh, I think you should just ask someone else, I’m not interested.”  Was that rude or what.  Here’s the thing every time I see this person I want to hide, I feel bad.  I happened again last weekend.  He was here for alumni, I wanted to hide.  As it turned out he is a very nice successful man today, he seems kind and gentle.  What in my pea sized brain made me think I was so much better?  IDK  My guess is he has never given it a second thought, he is always nice and very friendly but IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII think of it every time I see him.

So how about it, let’s just get rid of the odd memories that keep floating around in our head, ask the Lord to forgive us and move along.  Life is short and there is not much time for swirling around old stuff, that’s for sure.

Pudding Delight

1 stick oleo

1/2 Cup chopped nuts optional

                                                                                                            1 1/4 Cup flour

8 0z. Cream Cheese

1 Cup powdered sugar

1 12 oz. Cool Whip

2 Small pkgs Instant Pudding Mix (your choice)

3 cups milk–don’t use soy it won’t thicken up

Melt oleo in 9 x 13 pan, pur in flour and mix well, pat in bottom of pan with hands.

Bake 350 degrees for 20 minutes.  Cool 15 minutes.  Mix cream cheese, sugar and a little less than 1/2 cool whip.  Spread over cooled crust and let set 20 minutes.  Mix pudding with milk, ship until thickened, spread over cheese mixture.  Top with remaining cool whip. Chill

All Done

This is an old recipe I use to make when we were first married and then I lost it.  A couple of weeks ago someone brought it to potluck.

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