Trees up, lights are strung...now hopefully we'll get the ornaments hung!

Horror movie marathon tonight. So far we've watched Phenomenon with a really young Jennifer Connolly, Killer Klowns From Outer Space and now its Bad Taste.

Made it all day without cutting into that Kringle! I won't tell you though what I ate at our second Thanksgiving feast!

How This Radical Unschooling Parent Disciplines

We had used "Time Out" for our oldest, but when Jared came along, "Time Out" didn't work for him. We knew spanking was abusive, but if Time Out wouldn't work, what were we to do? I prayed about it, and then the answer came to me. Give this child a mission.

Whenever toddler Jared would misbehave, he needed understanding and direction. It wasn't about trying to get him to change, but understanding why he was acting they way he was. How could we show him how to respect others and make better choices with his reactions?

God told me, "Give Jared a job." It wasn't about redirection so much as it was about giving Jared the opportunity to feel important and purposeful.

"Jared, could you please help Mommy with the garbage? Could you help Mommy with..." He took to it instantly. He loved helping out. It gave him a sense of purpose. It gave him the self confidence that comes with responsibility. Jobs were never about punishment, but were opportunities to show how valuable he was.

I realized this little guy just needed to feel respected, and he wanted to feel powerful. He wanted to be able to do what his big brother and his parents could do.

As he grew older, the misbehavior ceased, and we gave him more choices. For example, we had given him ownership of the task of unloading the dishwasher. He knew it had to be done every day, but he could pick when he did it.

If I'm worried he's not going get to it in a timely fashion, I'll ask him, "At what time do you think you'll be able to unload the dishwasher because I'd like to load in the dirty dishes before I leave for work."

He'll choose a time and ask, "Will 10:30 be okay?" If it works for me, great, if not, I'll explain why.

"Well, I have to leave by 10:30 so that won't work for me."

"OK, how about I unload the dishes at 9:30?"  We have a respectable, negotiation. No nagging, no attitudes, just two people working out together a solution, because they love and respect each other.

We've relied on respect, love and understanding rather than yelling or hitting to teach our children expectations of proper behavior. When we were first time parents, we used "Time Outs" for toddler Jake because that was the advice of our physician, but Jared really taught us the best way to discipline.

I know I've offended friends when I tell them spanking is abusive. I personally believe it should be against the law.  I guarantee you if I slapped a kid's butt and that kid was not mine, I would be arrested and forced to register as a sex offender, but why if I'm the parent of the child is this acceptable? If someone touches, let alone slaps, my backside without my permission, I will feel molested and sexually harassed. It will not motivate me to correct my behavior, but rather I will feel scared or pissed off.

I have some friends who try to use scripture to justify their abusive discipline, but if they would read the original text, they would see the "rod" translates to "leading the direction of", not hitting. Smart shepherds don't beat their sheep because it would hurt and damage them.

What I don't understand is why some parents believe fear works. If you try to control your children using fear and intimidation, I can promise you those same kids, when they do have a problem are not going to come to you for help. They are going to seek out support from those who don't pose any threat.

I feel so blessed knowing my boys know there is nothing they can't come to us with. There is no question they can't ask, no problem they can't share. They feel completely safe with us and know we are going to support them. They aren't going to get "in trouble" but rather they will find a listening, sympathetic ear.  They don't have to lie to avoid punishment, but rather they know they can be completely honest with us.

DS10.10

I wanted to add this photo to DS10's Multiply album, but it didn't work. Now I can't see any of his photos in that album. I'll deal with that problem later. Multiply seems to be not working well for me the past few days.

I took this photo yesterday at G-Mas. I thought it was the perfect example of how different DS10 is from anyone else. Nothing about this child has been conventional. He is truly a unique, wonderful, human being.

A typical kid would use the pillow for their head. Not my son. His head is on the floor and the pillow is for his feet! Also, the typical kid would probably play DS sitting upright.

Jared has always kept me guessing. From the moment I learned he was going to be a boy, I had assumed incorrectly, that he would be exactly like his big brother. He came out looking completely different, yet still resembling DH & I. DNA is fascinating.

Where as Jakob was an easy going, kicking back and taking it all in kind of baby, Jared was the polar opposite. I'll never forget the first time he looked at me. I knew he was a thinker. I just didn't know how different his thinking would be!

Jared can come up with the correct answer, but when he tries to explain to me how he figured it out, he loses me. His thought pattern process is abstract to me.

I thank God we've been able to allow him to learn from life, at home and in the world around us. Jared doesn't fit into a mold. When something interests him, it becomes an obsession and he needs to be given the freedom to truly explore something to his heart's content. 

I'm trying really hard not to cut into the Kringle. Its pecan. Our favorite. My MIL sent it home with us and its still a perfect oval. If I cut into it, I won't be able to stop. Every time I pass it, I will cut off another inch! I must refrain. We have another Thanksgiving feast to chow tonight. For those who don't know, a Kringle is a special Danish pastry and near where we live, in Racine,Wisconsin they make the best ones! www.kringle.com

Thankful Thursday 13

I'm thankful for....

1. Valerian root - after several restless nights, finally got in a good 8 last night.

2. Out of 6 pairs of warm socks, I could at least find one pair this morning.

3. A husband who does laundry

4. My immune system

5. My flexible job and a boss who would do anything she could for me!

6. The mortgage will be paid for December!

7. Rhodes Texas rolls - easy and tasty when I have no time to bake from scratch

8. I didn't have to cook and clean for this holiday weekend.

9. My Mom In Law who is treating us to a Thanksgiving feast today!

10. Chocolate chip pie!

11. A husband who completely takes care of me when I shut down due to stress!

12. My family!

13. A Heavenly Father who never fails me! (I saved the best for last.)

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Ringing bells today for the Salvation Army. This year I promised the boys an indoor spot so we're inside a JCPenney's at a large mall. We'll treat ourselves to a late lunch and then it will be off to work for me.

"Curiosity is a survival skill for creatures like us who live by our wits, because we can't predict , in an open and complex world, everything we will need to know later on." - James Marcus Bach

Woke up slow and still moving at a snail's pace. Its a good thing. I'm enjoying several mugs of tea and really great books. Although a hike in the woods would have been nice, I don't want to be shot.

Edible Therapy

Today was a better day. DH is still missing his sense of humor, but when all else fails, make comfort food.

Our uncle gave us a link to the .99 Cent Chef. On his blog, he had directions on how to make Krispie Kreme doughnuts at home.

It was my first time ever making home made doughnuts, but not DH's. He made them once, when he was in middle school, when he was home alone. It did not end well.

I know he was nervous, but we took every precaution. I had a large lid ready as well as the fire extinguisher. I wore long oven mitts and used long handled sticks to turn the doughnuts. DH was on the glaze station.

They came out really good, but then again, when is a fresh, hot doughnut not delicious? We may make them again on Christmas or New Years.

Maybe it was the smell of the oil, but after I had finished frying the doughnuts, DH started slicing up potatoes. He slices them very thin and long, and fries them to a crispy, yet still meaty finish. They are awesome.

French fries happen to be DS10's favorite food, and he was over the moon eating dad's fries. DH told us when Grandpa used to make them, they were always eaten before they made it to anyone's plate.

Earlier, I made DH take me to the library where we loaded up on free books, movies and CD's. To my delight, I scored James Marcus Bach's new book, Secrets Of A Buccaneer Scholar. I had just read his interview in Home Education Magazine and last week I heard him on NPR radio. Now if only I can find the time to read it.

Actually, I know this week will be a short one work wise, and that's a mixed blessing. I'll enjoy the extra time with my family, but it also means I'll miss out on 2 days worth of work. When you work part-time, there is no holiday pay or sick leave.

Tomorrow I'm excited we may hit temperatures in the 60's! For Wisconsin in November this is outstanding! I'm hopeful we can find some place to hike.  We'll need to after what we've enjoyed eating tonight! We should probably open the windows too and let the nest air out one last time before the deep freeze comes.

I'm off to get into pajamas and finish watching the Japanese movie, Pulse. Its one of my favorite scary movies.  Catch you later!  

I'm up early. Its so beautiful outside. Everything is frosty and the sun is beginning to burn through the fog. Its looks so magical. I'm really going to try and make this a good day!

I can't find answers...

Yesterday, after we left our home school posse, I made the comment out loud, "I wish I didn't have to go to work."

DS14 responded, "Mom, of course you don't. Who does?!"

I felt awful. What a terrible example I've been. Its not that my job sucks. It's actually great. Its just the fact, it pulls me away from family more often than I'd like, especially these past several weeks as we try to survive the layoff.

I don't want my children to believe work is something you can't enjoy doing. I need to watch my tongue and instead say things like, "I wish I didn't have to leave and end the fun we're having."

DS10 said, "Mom, why don't you find a job where we can all be together?"

I really wish I could figure that one out. I would love to have a family business with my DH. I just have no idea what we could do.

Its been a challenge trying to keep my chin up. I ask DH what can I do to help him with his depression, but he says there's nothing I can do. He's going to feel this way until he can find a job.

So as the autumn to winter darkness begins to consume more of the daylight, it feels like the same thing is happening in our Sleepyhouse. I can't seem to do anything to make things better, no matter how hard I try.

I want the light to return. I need the light to return. I can't understand why I can't have control of this. I can't understand the timing. I need to see those I love find joy. It is impossible for me to do so, unless they are there with me.

I need a pair of ruby slippers. "There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home....."

After a long day of work, I'm enjoying a relaxing evening at home with my family.

I should be sleeping in but since I can't.....

I'll babble.

Multiply has just stepped over the line. I can ignore most advertisements but they have found my weakness. The Hershey Kiss logo staring at me from the corner is pushing me over the edge! Wish I could afford a premium membership.

Last night we watched a few episodes of World War II in HD. It was pretty good. The boys were really into it, and I know this is because of their gaming. I found it odd to be seeing so much color footage of the early 40's. The soldiers all looked so youthful. Its easy to forget that when you see older World War II veterens. They were fighting all over the world at such a young age.

I'm trying to feel more organized. I know a great deal of the stress I've been feeling since working more hours is because I don't feel balanced. I also worry I'm not getting stuff accomplished because I'm pulled in different directions. So this week I'm writing down each day, stuff I need to tend to. I prioritize the list and if something isn't completed, it gets moved to the next day.

Remarkably, its helped already. Even if I don't feel like I'm accomplishing much, I can review the list and see that indeed I am reaching goals. Plus, my family has stepped up and completed stuff on my list too. I suppose it was a good decision to leave this list out in the open where they could see it. :) Coming home yesterday to the smell of a clean bathroom was a gift!

I've placed "Exercise" on the list for everyday and given it a priority of 1. Its easy for me to place my family's needs and work's needs in front of my own, but I also know that exercise isn't really just for me. By exercising I can stay healthy, which in turn means I'm available for my family and work. I know I've been exposed countless times to illness, and I also know each time I've been able to fight it off. I'm worried this won't continue to be the case though, since my daily walks had disappeared once I began working double the number of hours I had worked before. So now as soon as my work shift is over on Mon-Wed-Fri, I'm exercising, and on Tues & Thurs, I'm exercising after breakfast.

And with that final sentence of the last paragraph, my oatmeal is consumed. So I'm off to change from pajamas to work out clothes.

Darn body clock! Up too early on my day to sleep in.

The Weekend So Far Has Been Great!

Last night was Diva Sista night. The females in our family try to get together at least once a month for a girls' night out. I told myself this weekend I was going to put aside the stress and enjoy my free time to the fullest extent.

It was my cousin's 39th birthday and we went out to her favorite restaurant. It was sort of a Chinese fusion place. I enjoyed a strawberry chicken dish, battered chicken with pineapples and rice in a strawberry sauce. It was very yummy, almost more like a dessert really.

Speaking of dessert, my cousin had not one but two cakes, a traditional birthday cake and a pumpkin cake that was so good! We enjoyed it with cinnamon ice cream! I was so bad!! I will have to try hard to be good today.

We watched a video back at her house, the Proposal. I was probably the only female on the planet who hadn't seen this movie, but living with all men, I don't have many chances to watch chick flicks.

Today I'm hoping we can go used book shopping. We had a coupon for 50% off and I'm thinking we should use this opportunity to pick up a Christmas gift or two. Half off at Half Price Books could mean a great deal. I'm trying to find more opportunities likes this and be more resourceful.

With the unemployment stress, I've found we are only buying what we absolutely need, so in most instances, this means all of our consumer purchases have been at the grocery store. I haven't set foot in Target in over a month. Surprisingly, I really don't miss it, but then I was never a shopper.

Today I'm also going to take some time and try to plan a schedule for myself. I'm not a schedule type person, but with working more hours I've lost my exercise routine, and that is not good. I'm so grateful I've been able to stay relatively healthy, but I know if I don't get back to exercising, this will change.

I better get going. The rest of my nest is starting to wake up. I'll have to ask if they want Mancakes for breakfast.

I'm enjoying a beautiful, quiet morning, and I can feel the day is full of wonderful potential!

I am a lightweight. Family Fun Night wasn't much fun because I was ready for bed at 8:30pm. I was exhausted & it felt really dark out, so I asked the boys if we should lay down and watch a movie. They looked at me strangely and then pointed out it was only 8:30pm. Why did it feel like 11:30pm to me? Oh.... I also broke down and ate raw garlic again. My sore throat started to come back. This morning it feels much better. I don't care how I smell!

I am sleep deprived and ready to curl up under a blankie and watch mindless TV, but first a warm, relaxing shower. But wait! DS10 just told me, "Mom, do you know what we need? Chocolate Crunch bars!" Where's the Halloween stash?

Lunch is tasting pretty blah without the garlic.

Thoughts....

Yumi is driving me crazy, meowing, pawing at the door. I don't understand why she thinks she's an outdoor kitty when we've always tried to keep her indoors. Plus its freezing out! I know she is bored I haven't been able to pester her.

Animal crackers and hot chocolate feed the soul.

My nest is not complete. DH has left to spend a few days with his mom, helping her fix her basement. I won't see him again until late on Saturday. :( I know he'll be in good hands though.

Wishing my mind would focus on things other than work and financial stress. I just want to take control of it all and know its all going to work out.

Yesterday, my boss was standing over my shoulder and she said she smelled garlic. When I went to kiss DS10 goodnight, he said I smelled like salami. DH confirmed it, I need to cut back on the raw garlic. I swear its been keeping me from getting sick though!

Wish I had the time to really focus on cleaning my house. Now that its getting colder and we have to close things up, I'd feel better knowing things were really clean.

Last night a little boy tinkled on my desk at work. I'm sure his parents were mortified, but in hind sight, maybe its not a good idea to stand your child up on the desk instead of the floor? Thankfully the puddle didn't hit me or my notebooks and we had disinfectant on hand. Another parent watching me clean it up said, "At least it wasn't puke." True. There are much worse things to have to clean up.

In about 24 hours I can relax a bit. During the next 24, there's a span of about 9 hours when I'm going to feel guilty and worried. Its unavoidable.

Looking forward to the comfort of friends this afternoon. It will make those 9 hours easier.

Better get a move on. Daylight's a wasting.

I'm working crazy hours again. If I don't stop by your page the next few days, I'm sorry.

Dealing With My Faults

I know I'm suppose to be taking this moment by moment, day by day. I'm just not feeling it. Its easier to worry than hope, and I know this is one of my faults.

This unemployment experience is really bringing my faults to the surface and forcing me to deal with them. Yesterday for example, I was feeling stable until my son pointed out on Facebook a co-worker of mine was wondering where I was. I had driven the pool car home, like I've done the past week or so, after delivering marketing. Apparently my boss was wondering when I was returning because she needed the car. Last week she told me it was ok for me to drive the car home on the days I run marketing out.

My reaction was one of tremendous stress. The last thing I want to do is upset my boss! I freaked out. I immediately tried to call my boss but got her voice mail. Panic began to set in until DH pointed out, no one had attempted to call my cell phone or home phone. Why rely on a Facebook update if she really needed the car? They could have called me if they really needed to get a hold of me.

What I'm struggling with is my reaction. I should not have stressed out. I think it ties in with the fact I feel lately I have no control over my circumstances. I hate this! We're 4 weeks in and bills are coming due. Its becoming more real now.

I so want my old life back, and I'm sure that's another fault of mine. Refusal to mourn, let go and move on. Maybe I'm suppose to work this thing in stages, riding up and down.

I feel like I can't take control and steer this ship where I want it to go. Its it the lack of choice, timing or my failure to get creative?

I'm grateful the boys are doing very well. They really haven't been effected at all. I can see how they support each other when DH & I can't be there, and that is a wonderful thing.

I try to take full advantage of the time I can share with them. It is apparent to me they need me less, but on the other hand, I don't want to be pulled too far away from them.

I better stop the soul searching and get moving. Action will make me feel better. It may be important to sit and think at times, but I shouldn't over think this.

Its happening. They are surpassing me, as they should. I'm proud they are figuring more things out on their own. I know I'll be needed in other ways, and it will be a plus I can start to ask them for technical help instead.

Sorry the weekend is over, but anxious to move on...

Aren't these beautiful? My DMIL has quite the green thumb. The bees were very happy to have one last delicious drink before winter comes. It was unseasonably warm today, almost reaching 70. We took full advantage of it, and enjoyed a stroll along the lake front.

I love Lake Michigan's lake front. We don't live near an ocean, so for me, this is as close as I can get. When I look out at the big spans of water, I can't help but feel my nautical ancestors calling to me. I've always pictured myself living near water and trees. Maybe someday.

I'm sorry to see the weekend come to an end, but anxious for the week to get moving. I'm praying DH gets a call this week for an interview. We're heading into our 4th week of unemployment. We have an appointment this week for food and health care assistance. If we do qualify, I understand it may still be several months before the benefits kick in. Our appointment for energy assistance isn't until the end of January. At that rate, winter will be over by the time that kicks in. The wait list is very long, and I'm sure its because the unemployment rate is very high in our area.

We tried to unload a car load of stuff at Goodwill, and I was surprised they refused to take any toys. The only toys they will take are brand new, in the box, never opened. I'm going to try another charity like St. Vincent's or Salvation Army.

I found out my sister had full blown H1N1. She lives 3 blocks away and she never called me. I'm sure it was a rough week for her, but I was hurt she never called. I would have liked to have had the chance to help her out, making meals or something. She actually never calls me. Its always me calling her. Of course she's very quick to call my other sister and gossip about me. I'm seriously taking a good look at my side of the family and realizing our relationships are not what family should be.

Maybe its because of the closeness I have with my husband, children and mother in law, but I can't help but compare what they offer me compared to what my birth family offers.

When I was younger, I thought it was me. I was the "EMO" child and the rest of my family just made fun of me or rolled their eyes. I only remember my father's mother being like me, and I watched as they made fun and rolled their eyes at her too.

"Will you stop your crying and carrying on!"

I can remember my Grandmother talking to me alone in her kitchen. She'd tell me I was special. She'd say things like, "Don't let them ever get you down. You are special!" We had that bond of both being emotional creatures. I lost my Grandmother while I was in high school. Thankfully, I met my husband shortly there after.

I'm so grateful for my husband, my children and my mother in law. They always lift me up. I cherish the time I have to spend with them. I know this week that time will again be limited as I try to put in extra hours to help. I so desire to go back to my old schedule, working 3 nights instead of 5 days. I miss being able to unschool myself on things that interest me.

I know I'm being selfish and most people don't have the luxury of working part-time, but you have to understand I didn't find true peace and happiness until I began unschooling with my children almost 11 years ago now. I was a nervous, anxious mess when I worked full time and tried to balance being a wife and mother.

I have a gift for being very patient. I was born to be a parent, and I'm frustrated my role in this capacity is being deminished. 

If you've made it to the end of this babble, thank you for listening. I've decided to live honestly and make my life an open book, because one day, all truth is revealed.

Buttermilk biscuits (not cookies)

Description:
I made these to go with our stew. You'll get your hands dirty but they are easy to make and bake up pretty tasty.

Ingredients:
2 C flour, plus a little more for pressing out the dough
4 t baking powder
1/4 t baking soda
3/4 t salt
2 T unsalted, chilled butter
1/4 C vegetable shortening
1 C low fat buttermilk, chilled

Directions:
Heat the oven to 400F

Whisk the dry ingredients in a large bowl- flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt

Using your hands, mix in the butter and vegetable shortening into the dry ingredients until everything is crumbly.

Add in the butter milk and stir until the flour mixture is absorbed and dough forms.

On a floured surface, knead the dough until it is soft and smooth.

Press the dough flat to a thickness of about 3/4 inch.

Cut apart into biscuits or use a biscuit cutter. I like to just cut them apart and not deal with the scraps. It doesn't bother me that every biscuit is a different shape. In fact, its more fun that way if you ask me.

Place them on a baking sheet, sides almost touching but not quite.

Bake for 15-20 minutes

Simple Slow Cooked Beef Stew

Description:
My husband was craving Dinty Moore Beef Stew. EWW! My mother gave me a recipe for beef stew but it involves using an old fashion pressure cooker- too much trouble for me. I found this recipe and it was so easy and simple, I knew it had to work.

The stew came out perfect. I threw in a few extra potatoes and half a large onion I had left, to make it go a little farther. Next time I make it, I'm adding mushrooms!

DH said he could eat this beef stew everyday, so it looks like I won't have to buy that Dinty Moore crap! :)

Ingredients:
1 pound beef stew meat - 1" chunks
2 Cups of potatoes- cut into chunks - I leave the skin on because I like it.
4 medium carrots- cut into 1/2 " chunks (about 2 Cups)
1 Can of condensed cream of potato soup- 10 ounce size
1/2 C water
1 envelope (or half of a 2 ounce package) onion soup mix

Directions:
Place the beef stew meat chunks into your slow cooker. Add the potatoes, carrots and any other veggies you like. In a bowl, mix together the condensed potato soup, the water and the onion soup mix. Pour the mixture over the beef and veggies and stir.

Cook on high for 4 hours or on low for 8 hours.

Don't expect me to organize my thougths...

Life for me lately has been unpredictable and with that comes an unpredictable mind.

I'm finding myself dreaming lately of what life will be like once DH's unemployment is over. I'm making all these plans. I keep dreaming him in a better job where he's happy and the money is comfy, and by comfy I'm talking he'll make as much as he made before or more so. :)

I felt we were living frugal before, but now I can see we could have done much better. The more you have, the more you have to lose. My goal isn't to have more, but to DO MORE, once we're through this lay off. I'm sure this is the lesson I was suppose to learn from this.

I'm going to put away the Halloween decorations today and start to bring out Christmas. Yes, I know its still weeks away from Thanksgiving, but there is a special set of Santas I want out.

Today is the anniversary of my cousin's death. In the years before she lost her battle with cancer, she hand painted a Santa figure for everyone every year for Christmas. I cherish the collection I have, and it reminds me to be more like her in spirit. Donna loved family and loved Christmas. The Santas are coming out today.

I'm also looking forward to making home made, southern style biscuits. Wish me luck because I've never attempted them before. I think I'll also try a beef stew slow cooker recipe.

I don't miss eating out at all, but the challenge has been time. Working more hours, my domestic Goddess role has been diminished. :)  I miss my primary role in household management. There are some things that just need a woman's touch, no offense to my awesome husband.

I'm hoping to stretch my legs this weekend as well. I miss my walks. We're suppose to have warmer weather, in the 60's, so it will feel good.

I'm going to enjoy my nest today! I miss being a Domestic Goddess.

I can feel it. The weekend is getting close!

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I have to open and close the pool today. Crazy schedule, but I'm grateful for the added hours on my paycheck.

Made it out for a long walk. Felt so good! It had been too long.

Trying to Look On The Bright Side, Not The Dark...

On my way to work, I passed a car engulfed in flames. I noticed a moron trying to photograph it with her phone while driving 65 mph. On the bright side, I wasn't late for work and she didn't crash into me while taking the photo.

Spent most of my day on my feet, over a huge vat of steamy hot dogs in a humid 90 degree room. On the bright side, it was actually easy money.

I came home and made two versions of mac and cheese, one healthy and one gross blue box. Finally got off my feet. Two bites into cheesy bliss, the projectile vomiting began. On the bright side, he saved me from over eating while tired.

Who knew Flavor Blasted Cheddar Gold fish could really stain carpet. On the bright side, DH was there to help me clean up.

Once DS10 made it the 15 feet to the bathroom, his aim didn't improve. On the bright side, the bathroom is VERY clean now.

Nothing really went according to my plan today, but on the bright side, it is now over with!
 

I'm so grateful for Lysol.

Heading to work dressed as Mother Nature. Do you think the sun will listen to me if I ask her to shine strong and warm things up? Maybe I need to speak to my Heat Miser Son?