Tuesday, January 10, 2012
1) and old world falcon or
2) a pursuit outside one's regular occupation engaged in especially for relaxation
For the purposes of this blog, I'm going with definition number two. I'm sort of curious why a falcon would be listed in the number one spot, but that's just me.
No mention of how often you must participate in that pursuit for it to be considered a hobby. I'm thinking one time qualifies as a potential hobby, two times equates a hobby in training and anything pursued more than two times, spread out over the course of a few months or even years would, in my book, be a hobby.
So, as a New Year's resolution, my hubby and I took off to find ourselves a mutual hobby. We giving ourselves a year or so. Hobbies take time, and time together as a couple, with no tag-alongs, is something we don't have in abundance. Hopefully, by the time we are empty-nesters, we'll have discovered a handful of hobbies we can share in what will then be our "golden years". (When do those start exactly? One of us may have already arrived there.)
If you google "hobbies for couples" you will find all sorts of lists, but I like numbered lists so I chose to start our search here.
Go with the flow is our family motto, and so it will be in our search for a hobby. We may wander off the list or modify a listing to suit our needs or abilities (or lack there of). Some we've already mastered (#222 - TV watching) or one of us participates in that hobby already (#28 -blogging) while the other one does their thing (did I mention #222, and would you really consider that a hobby???) If we were ambitious or say, wanted to write a book, we'd try to sample each or most of the hobbies on the list. I think being over-achievers in the pursuit of a hobby would negate the "for relaxation" element, so we are just going to meander through the list and do what works.
As I mentioned, we set out on hobby pursuit number one on New Year's Day. More to follow......
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Kid number one is home from college and had a great idea - go out for pizza tonight. And then he had another great idea. Kid number one thinks his Dad and I should get a hobby, maybe because we only have 8.5 years before all of the kiddos fly the coop. Speaking of flying, that's what the kid (soon to head off to aviation school) thinks his Dad and I should take up for our shared hobby. That's not gonna happen, but I did come across a list of a few, or 238 possible hobbies for me and my willing(?) spouse to check out.
Here's a sneak peek:
#13 - badminton
#39 - building a doll house
And that's just from the B's! It should be a fun, interesting and maybe even enlightening year for me and my hubby. We are planning our first hobby adventure tomorrow. Bring it on.....2012, The Year of the Hobby.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The first time I remember being aware of this particular way of His to bestow a blessing on me in neon sign fashion (or as my husband says, knocking us over the head with a two by four) was in the middle of June, 2004. My mother and mother-in-law had just died, both losing the battle cancer within hours of each other. In a whirlwind of airplane rides, visitations, memorials, funerals and burials, I was unable to even begin to comprehend what had just happened. Our moms were both so young, vibrant, needed and loved - they were just 56 & 59 years old.
It wasn't until we finally arrived home, weeks later, that I began to try to make sense of what we had just experienced. Although, brought up in the church, my faith was still young and immature. I rarely opened a Bible, and we were still church hoppers.
On that June afternoon, some 17 years ago, I vividly recall the thoughts that were running through my head as I unpacked my bag. Those thoughts were pretty much boiled down to "What is this whole thing we call life all about??? What's the point?"
My suitcase was on the bed, and once emptied, I zipped it closed and lifted it up at exactly the moment I had placed a question mark on my thoughts. At that precise moment, I looked down to see something small and shiny on the quilt of my bed, right where my suitcase had been lying.
It appeared to be a small silver, broken piece of jewelry - shaped in a circle with two hands holding a heart and a crown on top of the heart. I recognized it and knew it was Irish but did not know what it signified - not to the Irish anyway, but I certainly knew what it meant to me.
God was blessing me with this little reminder. I asked of no one in particular and He answered me directly - "It's all about love, family and the Kingdom of God." At the time, I didn't bother to look up the meaning behind this Irish symbol (the claddagh) because it didn't matter what anyone else thought, I knew what it meant to me. (And this was pre-Google, pre-internet).
Incidentally, I called all of my family to see if anyone would claim this little piece of jewelry or knew if it broke off of something that belonged to my mother. No one knew where it came from - it just somehow fell from its little hiding spot on my suitcase, exactly when I needed to see it. I may not know where this little silver blessing came from, but I certainly know and trust the One who placed it there.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Despite this, God used this lowly self-centered, runaway prophet to spread His word to a multitude (like 600,000) of pagan worshiping Assyrians. And they listened too!
God can use anyone to accomplish his will. If he wants to use you to reach the lost, He can go ahead of you and prepare the way, just as He did in Jonah's case - having Jonah be swallowed by a great fish just before he was to preach to a nation who were fish-god worshipers. Brilliant!
If God asks you to go, go.....wherever......across the street, across the nation or across the ocean. Save yourself the trouble of ending up in the belly of a fish and just go. If God would prepare a way for Jonah, the runaway prophet, He will prepare a way for you. As Jonah learned, you can run from God, but you cannot hide.
Say yes, pray and just go.
And here's a silly, little limerick that popped in my head, all except for the last line.
There once was a prophet named Jonah
Who when God said to go said "I ain't gonah"
Time spent in a fish
Helped him follow God's wish
Ta da da da, da da da da onah ----- (this is your line to complete.)
Saturday, August 20, 2011
While helping build a house for Habitat for Humanity is a good and noble thing to do, there are other ways to serve, even if you are stuck in your house monitoring two children who are pretending to clean their rooms. This is the way I chose:
And these are the cute little mini-cupcake papers I intended to sit my Cake Pops in, but unfortunately I oversized my Pops, so instead of nesting in the cupcake papers, they smush'em. Guess I'll have to give this another try or make some super cute mini-cupcakes.
And here's my little disclaimer in case any of my friends from church are reading this: I cannot guarantee the integrity of these Cake Pops. All I know is that they taste good, but I do not know if after one bite, they will come tumbling off their cute little lollipop stick. Eat with care and be ready to catch the falling pieces.
If you want to try these yourself, I found my recipe in Cake Pops, by Bakerella. Mine were made with store bought cake mix and store bought icing - which is what is recommended in the book. She also has a website where you can learn the basic technique. As for me, I don't think there will be any fancy Cake Pops in my future, but they sure are fun to look at.
fyi: I checked out Cake Pops from my library, but I've also seen it for sale at Lowe's. Who knew? Maybe there is some weird connection between building a house and making a Cake Pop?
Thursday, August 18, 2011
(The popsicles that aren't linked to another website are just my own creations, no real recipes, just a bunch of ingredients and a blender)
- don't skimp on the simmering for the fudgsicles or they may taste a little "powdery", or so say my taste testers. Didn't bother me any and powdery or not, they still prefer these to store bought
- anything you use to make a smoothie could be put in a popsicle mold
- on the strawberry shortcake, they look pretty with layers, but are so much easier to just swirl the strawberries into the vanilla mixture
- any popsicles you want to swirl, like my cantaloupe with raspberry swirl, will swirl better in a small dixie cup, rather than a mold, but oh.... I do love my molds.
-try blending various yogurts, fruit and if you like a little crunchy surprise, drop in a few chunks of Golden Oreos.
-I find that my popsicles that have some dairy in them are much less icy than the straight fruit.
Friday, August 12, 2011
"Do you like enchiladas?"
"I love enchildadas!"
"Me too! Let's sing a song about enchiladas."
"Enchiladas, enchiladas, how I love enchiladas....."
The funny thing is that there was only one person (a young child who shall remain unnamed) in this conversation. Should I worry or should I just make enchiladas?
I'm going with the enchiladas and here is my favorite enchilada recipe, from Mary at Owlhaven.