all about what? I'm not a big blogosphere hanger outer. Don't have the time. Which makes it a little hilarious that I've got a blog, right? But I do know most bloggers have a theme, some continuity, a purpose, to their blog. Even the woman who's blog seems to be all about why she can't stand the Pioneer Woman blog. Now me, I love PW. Good food, great horses, dogs, kids, photos, calf nuts, and a life that is so polar opposite mine on many levels and yet in some ways very similar. I'm not going to share the name of the PW hater blog because honestly...she's an angry woman who doesn't need any encouragement in my opinion. I'm actually sort of mortified that I may have added to her sense of purpose by accidentally finding her blog. Moving on.
So, what IS this blog of mine about? I don't know. Mostly noise reduction I think. There's a lot of noise, busyness, chatter, inside this red head of mine. Always has been. And no, I'm not having auditory hallucinations, flashbacks from my misspent youth, darn it. Although I am on a lot of cold meds today. But my experience as a writer tells me to keep plugging on and if there's meaning, purpose, fun and frivolity to be had, it will show it's pretty head and shake out in the end. And if not, we're no worse for the wear.
Then maybe...I try raising chickens instead. I want 4, 1 rooster and 3 laying hens. I'm going to call them Rod Stewart and the Supremes. (And yes, I totally stole that from the book The Wildwater Walking Club by Claire Cook, but why mess with perfection when you come across it?! BTW, you should definitely read that book. I loved it. It should be a movie.)
Love ya'!
~S
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Just Admit It
I hate the moment when I have to admit, that indisputably, I Am Sick. It's like being conquered by an army of germs, and I really hate losing. In pretty much anything. Ask my husband. He doesn't like to play games with me because I gloat. I pout. And I've been known to cheat on occasion. I like to think I make up for all that bad behavior by being a whole lot of fun while playing. So anyhow, last night around 11pm, and since I'm stubborn and still wasn't willing to admit germ defeat, I whipped up a batch of Flu Fighter potion with my essential oils. I put a couple of drops on 2 cotton balls and slipped them into my pillowcase and my youngest boy's. He's sick too. Poor guy.
Flu Fighter Potion
6 drops Eucalyptus
4 drops Lavender
2 drops Peppermint
2 drops Rosemary
Mix all the oils together. You can put 3 drops in a diffuser, put 2 drops in a bath, add 3 drops to 2 teaspoons vegetable oil (I used good old canola oil from the pantry) and massage the oil onto the lung areas (chest and back). You can also put 2 drops on a cotton ball and slip it into your pillowcase at bedtime.
This handy little potion is not my own creation. It is straight out the book Aromatherapy through the Seasons by Judith Fitzsimmons and Paula M. Bousquet. It's a great starter aromatherapy book if you're interested. You get a bit of information about the properties of the essential oils and then great recipes for different things.
Today is one of my oldest, girlhood, friend's birthday. A little over a year ago, she suffered through a terrible tragedy. And because life happens, it has been far too long since I have called her to see how she is doing. That's one of those things they don't tell you about being the grown-up. It is busy. And there just isn't time for everything you used to and still want, to do. When we last spoke, she was casting out the seeds of bitterness that were trying to take root in her heart, and replacing them with love. She's like that. She inspires me that way.
So right after I apply some more Flu Fighter aromatherapy oil to my chest...I'm going to call my good friend A and thank her for being just who she is.
Flu Fighter Potion
6 drops Eucalyptus
4 drops Lavender
2 drops Peppermint
2 drops Rosemary
Mix all the oils together. You can put 3 drops in a diffuser, put 2 drops in a bath, add 3 drops to 2 teaspoons vegetable oil (I used good old canola oil from the pantry) and massage the oil onto the lung areas (chest and back). You can also put 2 drops on a cotton ball and slip it into your pillowcase at bedtime.
This handy little potion is not my own creation. It is straight out the book Aromatherapy through the Seasons by Judith Fitzsimmons and Paula M. Bousquet. It's a great starter aromatherapy book if you're interested. You get a bit of information about the properties of the essential oils and then great recipes for different things.
Today is one of my oldest, girlhood, friend's birthday. A little over a year ago, she suffered through a terrible tragedy. And because life happens, it has been far too long since I have called her to see how she is doing. That's one of those things they don't tell you about being the grown-up. It is busy. And there just isn't time for everything you used to and still want, to do. When we last spoke, she was casting out the seeds of bitterness that were trying to take root in her heart, and replacing them with love. She's like that. She inspires me that way.
So right after I apply some more Flu Fighter aromatherapy oil to my chest...I'm going to call my good friend A and thank her for being just who she is.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Dipping my toes right in...
Finally. Came up with a name not yet claimed. If you ever want to find out just how unoriginal you might be, try and create a blog. I dare you. But you're probably more creative. Well, as is usual, my 5 free minutes that rub next to each other are over and I am off to watch my daughter's volleyball game.
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