Nothing into Something

I like watching things going from absolutely nothing to an incredible something. There is a house being built in my neighborhood. Although I’m not too particular about the location (practically under a water tower), it has been really neat watching it go from a plot of dirt with slabs of wood on the ground to a finished product with a brick base, siding, and a roof to bring it close to completion.

It is just a house, soon to be just another one of the many other houses already on the block, but it is unique in that there is not another one just like it; anywhere. The plans/drawings may be the same as another house, but the way it was put together – how the bricks were laid, where the nails were hammered, the shade of paint and the strokes used, etc. are all unique to that home.

crochet loops

Lily spent the day with her grandmother (Darling D’s mommy) yesterday without parents barking out words of discipline and with no brothers running underfoot. Her grandmother is a very creative and crafty person. While there, Lily was given a crochet needle and grandma showed her how to make some loops. It was her first time trying and I will say that she impressed quite a few people.

We shouldn’t be so surprised because she has crotchetiers, knitters, seamstresses, etc. on both sides of the family. My mother taught me how to knit, crochet, and sew, and I am only assuming that we have a trickle down affect going on here as far as interest goes.

Well, I am not surprised, but am so excited for her. I was a little worried because how do you teach a child to be creative? I think we all are creative in some way, but the difference is the depth of our creativity. That is really what I want to see in my children - deep, have to dig with a shovel to get out creativity. I am looking forward to seeing what she does with a needle and some yarn (absolutely nothing by themselves) and puts together to make whatever her creative mind can compose (an incredible something).

Today, I spent the day with my mother-in law. We went to a favorite hangout of ours – Hancock Fabrics. This is absolutely not paid advertisement, but I wish it were. They would get their money back because I would turn around and spend it with them again. Anyway, they’re not the point here.

I have decided to make Lily a dress. She has been cheated out of six years of her life having never had a dress made specifically for her by her mommy. Since Easter is this month, I will make the first dress of what I hope will become a tradition of making her a new Easter dress each year.

beautiful floral print

I originally found two bolts of unimpressive prints. Fortunately, before having either of them cut, I spotted this beautiful piece of fabric, almost hidden, on a bottom shelf. I knew when I saw it that it was the fabric for her Easter dress. So I am going to take these pieces of fabric from absolutely nothing and make them into an incredible something for my little girl.

The timer is ticking with exactly 21…oops make that 20 days away for me to get it done.

You’ve Got My Attention

distracted driver

Although I am well educated in the world of computers, how to use them, Web site coding, and the Internet, I am just a little slow when it comes to keeping up with the changing technology, especially in the social media arena. I started blogging and didn’t really know what I was doing until a few months in. I just thought I was writing about an interesting topic each time around and never imagined what I was getting myself into. Now, I’m hooked.

I have a Face Book account, which I never check, a Twitter account where I average about five tweets every two months, and an E-mail account, that I use to check regularly, now has almost 13,000 E-mails dating back to 2000. Yes, that is the year 2000, as in ten years ago. Fortunately, most of them have been read.

My life as a cell phone user is a little bit different. It wasn’t until 1999, more than ten years after they became commercially available, that my history as a user began. Years passed before I became dependent upon my phone, as in I wouldn’t leave home without it. I have even driven back home almost 40 minutes round trip after realizing I had left it behind. Even then, I wasn’t as dependent upon my phone as I am now.

I’m a newbie texter and with every new experience, it tends to get overused, abused, and then some. I often rely on communication with friends and family who text rather than picking up the telephone and calling them. It’s quick, easy, and I can do it in the car, which I have done a few times…ah, while driving.

I was talking to a girlfriend of mine one day whose husband had spent the day driving their children around while she was at a doctor appointment or something. He asked her later on that evening if she did everything they asked her to while driving; pass water, search for lost toys, wipe noses, you get the picture. He shared his amazement at how busy children can be while strapped into car seats. She smiled at him and I smiled at her when she told me the story. It wasn’t a “ha, ha laugh my butt off smile,” but rather a wow, we really do a lot in the car besides driving which is where our attention should really be.

I’m not sure where so many of us get the idea that while driving a 5000+ pound vehicle (my Toyota Sequoia), at a speed of 55mph, hey even as slow as 15mph, we can type in phone numbers or text on a small keypad with even smaller characters on a phone, or find the missing toy that your screaming and impatient toddler dropped, read a newspaper or book (I’ve seen this in commuter traffic), or use a laptop to obtain information that just couldn’t wait (apparently this idiot did and didn’t live to tell about it), and not expect to rear end someone, run off the road, or take yours or someone else’s life.

As a fellow driver, this concerns me. Let me go a little further. As a runner and a bike rider who uses city streets, and a mother who often takes her children on walks and bike rides on our neighborhood streets, I want all of us to be as safe as we can. I have been rear ended, twice, while driving in my car. One driver was searching for a radio station and the other was looking for “something” in his car while driving in commuter traffic.

Distracted driving is what so many of us do and think nothing of it until something happens to us or we are reminded by someone else’s tragic story, and there are so many tragic stories. I can’t imagine being on either end of one of those stories and am going to do my part of eliminating the distractions in my car because it could happen to me just as easily as it could happen to you.

Do you drive distracted? If so, what type of things distract you while driving?

More reading on the subject:
Take Action - Simple Steps you can take to prevent distractions while driving.
List of State Bans - See where your state stands on cell phone and texting bans.
Official U.S. Government Website for Distracted Driving
Focus Driven - Advocates for Cell-Free Driving
Oprah’s No Phone Zone Pledge

Oh Just Stop Complaining

hebrews 13:15

I think I‘ve got a handle on the weather here. When I wake up in the morning, I can count on it either raining, possibly snowing, the sun peeking out from behind the clouds and later showing up in full force mid-day, or it just being plain cold with a shadowing of clouds in the sky.

I have been here long enough to cycle through all four seasons, which I have been told have been unusually unusual for anytime of the year. We just had the coldest February in 30 years. Great, the weather starts to get unpredictable when I show up. The one thing I do know for sure is that I am cold.

Due to the weather, I have not been a very happy girl these past few months. It’s cold and I’m a warm California girl. It would be an understatement to say I welcome spring and summer with widely open arms. I have found myself spending more time indoors since winter reared its freezing face. Typically, I would be moving between the house and outside doing something productive, rather than being huddled up inside of my home for fear of staying outside too long and getting that uncomfortable chill.

At times, it’s been so bad for me that I weigh my warmth options when considering leaving the house for anything that involves driving the car. It takes a while for a cold car to warm up; meanwhile, I’ll be freezing until it does. I have to decide if what I am going to get or where I am going is worth that experience. Often times, it has not been and I have stayed at home.

While I have been huddled up inside of the house, my children have decided to work through these cold and crisp days and continue on with life as normal. Never once complaining, they gear up, head outdoors and enjoy every minute of their time outside despite the fact it is very cold.

They don’t see the obstacle cold as I do. I have ashamedly allowed the cold to determine how I have functioned over the past month. I am not as quick to get out and go like I use to. I watch the kids from inside rather than going outside and playing with them. I do a lot of complaining about being cold.

We have been talking about complaining during our devotion and Bible study time. It is so easy to complain rather than try to find a positive in a difficult situation and or just working through the issue. It usually does get better. In the meanwhile, I am learning to be thankful for what I do have and where I am, and try to look for a positive in the situation.

My children remind me to not complain, but look for a positive in every situation because it does really usually get a whole lot better. The days are getting warmer and until then, I have a nice and warm home to hideout in until spring.

Have you been complaining about something that you should find a “good” aspect of or just work through?

Got Strawberries? Neither Do I.

fresh strawberries

It never fails. Around this time of the year, every single year, I start craving fresh strawberries really, really badly. It is even tougher this year because my wait will be a little bit longer than usual. In California, strawberries are available almost year round. I use to pass two strawberry fields, on my way into town, as late as October and November and see them return as early as February and March. Strawberries don’t grow like that here.

In my efforts to support the local produce market, I have endured unbearable pain. Strawberries are now being sold at my local grocery store and I have continued to walk past plastic containers of ones that are primed and ready to eat. Guess where those strawberries are from. Yep! California. So, now, I sit and wait patiently until the harvesting of local strawberries begins.

My obsession with like of strawberries began when I was pregnant with Lily. I had the “great fortune” of experiencing six months of 24-hour “morning sickness.” Whoever made up the phrase “morning sickness” must have never experienced it because I have not met any mom who only had it in the morning. Well, ginger worked for a few days and saltines never quite cut it, but strawberries carried me through that sickly time with her and also while pregnant with Canyon. Instead of growing an aversion to strawberries due to the cognitive experience of morning sickness, my love for them continued.

I was glad to learn about the nutritional benefits of strawberries since I could eat them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, 365 days a year. One serving of strawberries (about eight) is a great source of vitamin C and provides more vitamin C than one orange serving. Strawberries also provide potassium, fiber, and phytochemicals (you don’t say) which have been shown to reduce the risk of certain types of cancer which runs rampant in my family.

The American Heart Association has certified strawberries as a “heart-healthy” choice which defines a food as having ‘low levels of total fat, saturated fat, and cholesterol’. How can you not like the strawberry? They are ‘America’s favorite fruit and enjoyed by 94% of Americans nationwide’.

What fresh and local produce are you waiting for this spring and summer seasons?

Is there a food that got you through your morning sickness?

Forget the cream, Angel Food Cake, and chocolate. I just rinse, cut, and pop them in my mouth.