tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36732087588955527652024-03-18T22:45:48.391-04:00Chocolate-Covered KissesRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-57247858677677017972012-12-13T20:33:00.001-05:002012-12-13T20:33:15.996-05:00Day 11: Master Closet, FinaleIn <a href="http://chocolate-covered-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/12/day-10-master-bedroom-closet-reprised.html" target="_blank">yesterday's post</a>, I told you I'd be turning my hangars. I've done this several times in the past, as it works quite well. The idea is actually quite basic. Once you've done a preliminary purge, go through the entire closet, and turn all the hangers backward (i.e., hook them over the rod from back to front instead of from front to back). As you wear things and return them to the closet (after washing, of course), hang them with the hangers facing normally. After a set period of time, you'll be able to see without question what you actually wear and what you don't. Pretty cool, huh? (=Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-18799938535129040812012-12-13T13:12:00.002-05:002012-12-13T13:12:53.659-05:00Day 10: Master Bedroom Closet, ReprisedPhase 1 of the Master Bedroom Closet Cleanout has been completed.<br />
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I have everything organized by color, starting with ROY-G-BIV, then pink, white, off-white/brown, black, and gray. Within each color grouping, the shirts are organized by sleeve length.<br />
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I used to have them all by sleeve length separately. So there were long-sleeved shirts all sorted by color and then short-sleeved shirts all sorted by color and then sleeveless shirts and tanks all sorted by color. I found that it was taking me a really long time to pick out something to wear when I was going from, say, long-sleeved red shirts to short-sleeved red shirts to sleeveless red shirts. Now, all the red shirts are in one spot. It's only been a couple days, but it seems to be working better.<br />
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Next, I'll be turning all the hangers backward. (Hint: That's tomorrow's post.)Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-61084043604217538072012-12-13T13:02:00.002-05:002012-12-13T13:02:29.950-05:00Day 9: Christmas ConcertIf you were expecting a chore assignment every day for 31 days, I'm sorry, but I'm going to disappoint you. I, personally, cannot drive myself that way. If I try, I burn out early and fall back into my old ways. Knowing that about myself, I am purposely having days within this challenge where I do other things that are important for maintaining harmony in my home. This is going to be one of <i>those</i> posts. <br />
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While I am scheduled for an exorbitant amount of overtime at work, I purposely slated an early out for Sunday. Having been a band mom for the past 10 years (they start performing in 6th grade), I put in my vacation request far enough in advance to guarantee that I would be able to attend. I'm so glad I did. (=<br />
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My son is a junior (11th grader) in high school this year. Marching band has ended for the year, and the annual Christmas concert is the band's first performance of the year that is concert, rather than marching, style. This year, in addition to being a member of the concert band, my son is also in jazz band and the drum line. So, I was able to see (and hear) him performing through quite a bit of the show.<br />
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When the show was over, we attended an informational meeting for Winter Drumline. Then, we went home and ordered subs for dinner from the local pizza place.<br />
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<br />Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-60937847740254874532012-12-12T07:39:00.000-05:002012-12-12T07:39:21.512-05:00ApologiesI have been under the weather, and while I've still been muddling through in the house, I haven't been as faithful on blogging my activities. I'll be posting Days 9-11 shortly. Thank you all for understanding.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-76679264563077361382012-12-08T18:29:00.001-05:002012-12-08T18:29:31.075-05:00Day 8: The TreePart of having a harmonious home is celebrating the things that are important. Sometimes that means taking a day off from the cleaning and organizing so that you can enjoy time with family. To that end, we've hung our Christmas tree and gotten it decorated, and we'll be indulging in a couple Christmas movies once the delivery person shows up with dinner. (=<br />
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I almost had to wipe drool from my keyboard while I was scrolling through the closets <a href="http://www.wayfair.com/blog/2012/06/10/closet-space/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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<a href="http://www.sohautestyle.com/tag/celebrity-closets" target="_blank">This link</a> has several celebrity closets for you to peruse.<br />
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Then I found <a href="http://browneyedbellejulie.blogspot.com/2011/06/closet-reveal.html" target="_blank">this one</a>, which is on a much smaller scale (but still bigger than mine), but also much more realistic.<br />
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Enjoy!Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-48915322090130903362012-12-06T22:11:00.001-05:002012-12-06T22:11:19.791-05:00Day 6: Master Bedroom Closet<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt;">I started cleaning
out my closet today, but I struggled with the idea of actually getting rid of
things.<span> </span>The “what ifs” reared their ugly
heads, and so everything got piled instead of being purged.<span> But I'm happy to say that I pushed past it. I ended up bagging up lots of stuff to give away. The job's not done yet, but I got a good start on it. I really wanted to get it done today, but I'm so tired! Have I mentioned that I won't have a day off until the 19th because of all the overtime I'm doing?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt;"><span>I'm going to bed!</span></span>Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-15443361650047026272012-12-05T16:21:00.000-05:002012-12-06T20:43:43.186-05:00Day 5: Master Bathroom Linen Closet, Part 2<div class="MsoNormal">
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regular basis. So, it's time to purge. First step? Start with a clean
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was shocked at how long it took just to get everything out of the
closet! I thought I would get the whole closet redone in a single
session, but as it turns out, this is a two-day project. Come back
tomorrow for the exciting conclusion! (;</span>Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-83665953030128458372012-12-03T23:30:00.000-05:002012-12-04T00:08:49.250-05:00Day 3: Master Bathroom Cabinet<div class="MsoNormal">
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got a late start on today's project, because I worked 2 hours of
overtime after my shift today. But I'm not letting that stop me!
Today, we tackle the cabinets under the master bathroom sink. Here's
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exactly a pinnacle of organizational wonderment, right? I'm
not exactly in love with that paper, which is why I pulled it off the
main walls in here and painted a couple years ago. The green's not
exactly something I'm loving right now either, but all I have to do is
peek in the cabinets to remind myself that there are worse things than
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insides of the cabinets. </span>Now,
when I pulled everything out of the cabinets, I sorted it according to
what it was to give me an idea of what I've been storing under there. As you can probably see in the before photo, there are quite a few bottles of lotion, body wash, and shampoo, several cans of mousse, and even some vitamins.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #17365d; font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">When I go to get things like these and find them on sale, I tend to stock up. I also accidentally bought lots of lotion at Sam's Club once when I thought I was getting body wash. So, we won't be buying lotion again for a really long time.</span></div>
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I know. Some of you are saying to yourselves, "Why aren't you getting
rid of that stuff?" The answer to that is simple. I'm cheap. If I
wasn't certain it would be put to use, it would be gone. However, I
know we'll use it, and I've already handed over my hard-earned dollars
and cents to get the ones we have. Why put myself in a situation to
have to buy more later? Now that I know what I have and in what
quantities, I know not to buy this stuff for the foreseeable future.
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<span style="color: #17365d; font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">So, are you following along and working these same tasks with me, or are you going your own way? Let me know below! (=</span>Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-29916576721992305932012-12-03T10:54:00.000-05:002012-12-03T23:55:05.150-05:00Day 2 Revisited<div class="MsoNormal">
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realized something this morning. I never posted any before/after
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elsewhere, as I don't use it daily anymore. Maybe I can mount the
hanger on the inside of one of the cabinet drawers? I may move the
plastic drawers, too. They're very useful for corralling my routinely
used items and keeping them separated by category, but they're not
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received this jewelry box from the girls for Mother's Day the year my
son was born … 16 years ago. I've always loved it, but it's a little
dated. I started keeping it in the window ledge to deter the kitties
from jumping up there. It's bad enough they try to jump in my lap when
I'm in here. (; The basket of nail polish and nail care items is
resting on its perch for the same reason.</span></div>
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the drainpipe in the kids' shower leaks into the basement, I share my
shower with them. That means a lot more bottles of goo reside in my
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cleaning using a tip I found <a href="http://lifecraftsandwhatever.blogspot.com/2012/01/dawn-vinegar-soap-scum-killa.html" target="_blank">online</a>. Then I put in only those bottles
and other items that are used on a regular basis. FYI, the cleaner I used worked great (note the color difference under the hand bar), but I didn't follow the instructions to the letter. You're supposed to leave it on overnight. I left it on for a few minutes and then still used a scrub brush. It may work great as directed, but I was being impatient and just wanted results.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #17365d; font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">So, that's what I did yesterday. (=</span>Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-27798825224018232862012-12-02T20:34:00.000-05:002012-12-02T23:26:53.648-05:00Day 2: The Master BathroomMy house did not get where it is today due solely to my issues. I live with others after all. But it would be wholly unfair of me to point fingers and start assessing blame ... I live here, too, right? So, my first day of cleaning and organizing is about me. Only right to pull the plank from my own eye before I start picking at the splinter in someone else's.<br />
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Today I'm starting with my master bathroom (in case you didn't read the post title). I'm planning for this to take 2-3 days, not because it's an especially large room (it's not) but because (A) I'm going to be doing the work after returning home from an 8-hour shift (plus overtime) at the job that's paying my bills, and (B) the last time I cleaned my bathroom, I never laid a finger on what's lurking in the under-the-sink cabinets or the linen closet. So, today's post will be "part one."<br />
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Having mentioned the portions of the room that have been previously ignored, I may have given the impression that I might start there this time around. If that is the case, I apologize. I find it easier to spend extended periods of time in a room only if there is already some semblance of order. With that in mind, today I focused on what can be seen: cleaning the counter, sink, shower, toilet, mirror, and floor. Other than the floor, the sink is always my last item, because it gives me access to clean water for use in cleaning the rest of the room. I always feel like cleaning the sink earlier in my list would make more work for me, because I'd just end up messing it up while working on the rest. For that same reason, I clean the mirror before I clean the counter ... Otherwise I would have to clean window cleaner off the already-cleaned counter.<br />
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So, not a giant leap forward, but the clutter is cleaned up, and everything has been scrubbed and wiped down. Tomorrow, I'll tackle the under-the-sink cabinets. If that goes quickly, I'll get a jump on the linen closet ... Until then, why not choose a small project of your own to complete? Feel free to share your accomplishments in the comments. (=Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-38282306170275388282012-12-01T19:37:00.000-05:002012-12-01T20:57:08.059-05:00Day 1: Why?I have no idea when it was that I first began my torrid love affair with Stuff. I honestly cannot recall. All I know is that, whenever I have felt lonely or insignificant or even just a little bit sad, Stuff has been there to make me feel better. Stuff's been there to help me celebrate the good times, too. The problem with our relationship is that it's inherently unhealthy. The whole time, it's just been an illusion. Stuff doesn't love or need me in any way. In fact, Stuff has actually been slowly suffocating me, turning the joy we once shared into sometimes overwhelming depression. And the worse part about it is that Stuff doesn't even care.<br />
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I'm tired of feeling claustrophobic in my own home, and I'm tired of fearing the possibility of unexpected visitors, because Stuff is always lazing about, flopping wherever might be most comfortable. Stuff is the elephant in the room that I've avoided discussing for far too long. So, I've decided it's time to end our relationship and kick Stuff to the curb.<br />
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In all seriousness, my OCD can sometimes be debilitating. Instead of turning me into some super-powered, psycho clean freak, it overwhelms me with all the minute details involved in decluttering my home. Rather than seeing a small task to be done, I see all the smaller tasks that are involved in that task ALL AT ONCE and how those tasks relate to ALL THE OTHER tasks that are as of yet unfinished in my home, until just considering starting something becomes all too bewildering. Then I end up curled up with a book, or the TV, or the computer with my invisible blinders on trying to ignore all the chaos that pushed me to near-hyperventilation in the first place.<br />
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So, what's different this time? In the past, I've always looked specifically at what needs to be done in my home and have always come up with a mile-long list that's more than I can bear. Recently, however, I was surfing the web (possibly while avoiding housework), and I came across <a href="http://www.imperfecthomemaking.com/2011/10/31-days-to-organized-home-day-one.html" target="_blank">31 days to an organized home</a>, which led me to other sites with similar goals. All of these sites had one thing in common, they'd broken down the elephant that was their major cleaning and organizing project into bite-sized tasks, something I had been unable to do myself. So, I used <u>their</u> lists to get me started, to give me a recipe for my elephant, if you will. Then I just tweaked the ingredients to suit my tastes. When I'd finished tweaking, I had my very own recipe for elephant, unique to my needs. Apparently, that small shift in perspective, taking someone else's bite-by-bite plan and working it to fit my task instead of trying to take my task and figure out how to make it bite-sized, was all I needed to put together a workable plan without needing to reach for a paper bag for breathing. Who knew?<br />
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So, if you've had difficulty taking that first step, because you see a whole elephant when you should just be dealing with the toe, I hope this 31-day challenge can help you ... just as others' journeys have helped me. Bon appetit!<br />
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</blockquote>Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-89366984663718665612012-11-25T21:52:00.000-05:002012-11-25T21:52:42.928-05:00Gratitude, Day 25Thank you, Lord, for days like today when I have customers that restore my faith in humanity. Customers who understand that I'm there to help them and that I will do everything I can to make things work properly for them. Customers who appreciate that I'm not the queen of the company and that there are rules to which I must adhere. Customers who are so pleased to have someone actively listen to them and then take action to improve their situations that they want to take action themselves. (One of my customers wants to send me a Christmas card.)<br />
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Most days it's very easy to lose sight of why I do what I do ... when people are cursing me and cussing me and threatening me and yelling directly into my ear (or flushing their toilets in it) ... when people immediately ask to speak to my supervisor without ever giving me an opportunity to assist them (though 98% of the time, I could have taken care of the issue in less time). Days like today help to bring balance to the chaos that is customer service.<br />
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If I may take advantage of the fact that you're still reading this ... When you call in to customer service, whatever company you may be calling, the person to whom you speak is not the one who makes policy decisions. That person likely doesn't make <i>nearly</i> as much money as the person who <i>does</i> make the policy decisions. That person, in fact, is your biggest ally in your quest to get something done. He or she would much prefer to assist you and know they've made a difference for someone than to end up in a contest of wills. They know you've had to go through an automated menu you don't like. They know you wouldn't be calling if there wasn't something you wanted to change. The easiest way for you both to make it through the phone call without anyone being hurt/angered/annoyed is to go into the call with the assumption that the person who answers your call will assist you. Save being upset for those (hopefully) rare occasions when that doesn't happen. Don't punish someone for simply answering your call. You don't want to be <i>that</i> caller any more than the person answering wants you to think of them as <i>that</i> customer service person. <br />
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Off my soapbox now. (;Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-77018912685858866052012-11-24T21:37:00.000-05:002012-11-25T21:37:39.676-05:00Gratitude, Day 24Today, I am truly grateful to have older children. We ran out of gas on the way home tonight. The little light never came on ... not even after the gas was gone. My son pushed the car while I steered and while we waited for my daughter to arrive with a gas can. Could have been a much different tale if the children were still younger, especially since not one motorist stopped to see if I needed assistance ... not that I blame them in this day and age. Crisis averted, and I now know that the gas light doesn't work and that I need to gas up before it gets iffy. (;Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-86940940785239341502012-11-23T21:11:00.001-05:002012-11-23T21:11:37.740-05:00Gratitude, Day 23I spent today chilling out at home ... the first time I haven't gone Black Friday shopping in years. In fact, I never even changed out of my jammies. Gasp! It was a glorious day! (=<br />
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I'm thankful today for online bill payment. No stamps, no running to the mailbox, no hassle. Got the bills all taken care of and went back to playing <a href="http://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/3181/farkle" target="_blank">Farkle</a> with the kids. <br />
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Yesterday, when it was time to put the turkey in, my son requested that we wait to have it today, because he was still stuffed from our larger-than-life breakfast. So, we had turkey and mashed taters and gravy tonight.<br />
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Tomorrow, it's back to the grind. I'll be heading back to work after three marvelous days of being home with my children and our pets. It's been peaceful. And it was a much needed respite from the norm.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-52167314878157844462012-11-22T15:46:00.000-05:002012-11-22T15:46:07.886-05:00Gratitude, Day 22Today, I am thankful for the opportunity to enjoy time with my family. We started off with a yummy breakfast. I was up at 8:30 this morning (sleeping in for me) and lined a jelly roll pan with foil,<br />
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Once that was set, I pulled out my largest pan. Remember the sausage I made in the microwave Stack Cooker the other day for my burritos? Well, I saved the grease to use today. I heated it in the pan to use as the base for my homemade sausage gravy.<br />
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While the grease was heating, I mixed flour into hot tap water with my wire whisk. <br />
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This is a trick i learned a few years ago for making the gravy smooth. Always mix the flour into liquid before adding it to the pan. It's been working for me. (= The only lumps in my gravy this morning were the bits of sausage (that extra pound I cooked the other day). I added the sausage (and a bit of pepper) once the base was at the consistency that we like.<br />
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About the time I finished up the sausage gravy, the oven timer started dinging. So I pulled out the bacon and set it on trivets to cool. Once I could touch it, I layered it on paper towels to drain away the grease. Doesn't that look yummy! And not a single grease pop on me!<br />
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One of the best parts of making the bacon this way is that cleanup was simply folding the tin foil in on itself and moving it to the trash can. Viola! Clean jelly roll pan! Once I'd taken care of that, I bumped the oven temperature up to 400 and moved out of the way, so my daughter could make biscuits. Our recipe for drop biscuits requires using baking mix, but she said we were out. So she looked online and found a <a href="http://kitchensimplicity.com/homemade-bisquick-mix/" target="_blank">recipe for baking mix</a> using flour, sugar, salt, baking power, and butter.<br />
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Once that was made, it was on to biscuits! Here's our recipe:<br />
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Combine baking mix and milk. Drop onto baking stone. Bake at 400-degrees Fahrenheit for 10-12 minutes. <br />
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We don't go all out with the rolling and cutting, mostly because they taste just as wonderful without all the extra work. Besides which, making them this way was a really easy way to allow the kids to help in the kitchen when they were little. We just never changed it when they got older. (;<br />
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Oh, and when I went to put the flour away, look what I found in the pantry:<br />
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If you guessed "a huge canister of baking mix," you were right! That's okay, though. It'll be used. We'll just need to use the homemade stuff first, since it was made with butter.<br />
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Like my high-tech labeling? And on vintage Tupperware no less. (;<br />
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While the biscuits were baking, I made grits, to which we added cheddar and Parmesan cheese and all the bacon. Then I made over-easy eggs for each of us. It was a very filling, homey, southern-style breakfast. Though I admit I never had biscuits and gravy <i>and</i> eggs and grits with bacon at the same breakfast when I was growing up ... But when the kids are more interested in Thanksgiving breakfast than they are in Thanksgiving dinner, I'm more than willing to make it happen.<br />
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And after that meal, the other thing I'm thankful for today ... Naps! (;<br />
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I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with family, fun, and time to reflect on all those things in your life for which you have reason to be thankful.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-14731311268812823362012-11-21T23:30:00.000-05:002012-11-22T02:59:39.809-05:00Gratitude, Day 21Had a lovely day today that was packed with comfort foods. Soooo thankful for comfort foods! For brunch, we had eggs, over easy, with cheesy grits. For dinner, it was broccoli cheddar soup. Mmmm ...<br />
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Tomorrow, being Thanksgiving, is traditionally a day of digestive overindulgence, but today proved that any old day can be a make-you-feel-good food day. (=Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-27147078966425427272012-11-20T22:37:00.000-05:002012-11-21T13:12:05.378-05:00Gratitude, Day 20Today, I want to give a shout-out to all the friends I've made along the way. You know who you are. You've dragged me out for girl time when I was blinded to the fact that I needed it. You've hugged me when I was down, made me laugh when I didn't think I could, called me unspeakable names in public places just to make me smile, and reassured me when I've felt woefully incapable of bearing the cross that has been handed to me.<br />
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I am thankful for each and every one of you, all the time. You have no idea how much you all mean to me.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-56305726060359675052012-11-19T21:28:00.000-05:002012-11-19T21:28:09.639-05:00Gratitude, Day 19I am thankful for YouTube ... I spent a very relaxing evening doing a whole lot of nothing while watching a variety of programming, starting with the 2012 People's Choice Awards and bouncing to the 2012 Tony Awards and then a few NPH videos which led to a whole slew of "Big Bang Theory" clips. Lots of laughs to be had on the internet, and I certainly needed them. Good stuff.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-11545413271670202912012-11-18T21:45:00.002-05:002012-11-18T21:45:59.682-05:00Gratitude, Day 18I am thankful for my Tupperware Stack Cooker. I did all the prep work to make <a href="http://lovelylittlesnippets.blogspot.com/2012/05/freezer-breakfast-burritos-re-visited.html" target="_blank">frozen breakfast burritos</a> tonight. I cooked my bacon in the oven, following a method I found <a href="http://www.imperfecthomemaking.com/2012/08/how-to-cook-bacon-in-oven.html" target="_blank">online</a>. While it was cooking, I broke up a pound of sausage into the colander of my Stack Cooker (with the cone in the center). With the colander in the larger piece of the Stack Cooker, I put on the lid and microwaved it for 2 minutes. Then, I broke up the sausage a bit and cooked it for 2 more minutes. Done! No muss, no fuss! And the grease dripped down through the colander into the larger casserole dish, which meant no draining to do. When it had cooled a little, I put the sausage into my chopper and gave it a few spins to make it easier to distribute when it's time to add it to the burritos.<br />
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My burritos are a little different from the recipe on the site above. I didn't use the hash browns for starters. Instead of spinach, I chopped half a vidalia onion and a whole red bell pepper (after removing the stem, ribs, and seeds). And obviously, I've added sausage to the mix. I'll let you know how they are. (=Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-80054565984120249402012-11-17T18:06:00.001-05:002012-11-17T18:17:58.080-05:00Gratitude, Day 17Today, it was my extreme pleasure to watch as my son marched in a Santa Claus parade. It was televised, so after watching him perform live, I was able to watch from a different perspective when we got home. It was a long day, but a fabulous one. And I am so incredibly grateful that I had benefit time available so that I could be there.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-17299460350987507952012-11-17T14:19:00.000-05:002012-11-17T20:28:16.872-05:00December's ChallengeWhile I think buying less is a great way to put the focus back on what the holidays are really about, I don't think it's enough. So, I'll also be cutting back on the stuff we've
already accumulated. There really aren't enough hours in the day to do
all the things I get an inkling to do, but over the years, I've still
purchased supplies as if there were. Now, I have tons of things that
are taking up valuable real estate in my home, and do you know what?
They're not bringing me joy. In fact, with so much stuff, it actually
drags me down.<br />
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Visual clutter, even if it's well-ordered, bothers me.
It's somewhat debilitating. I get overwhelmed just seeing it all, and
my well-laid plans to do something about it falter, causing me to
withdraw into a tiny bubble where I stare only at the pages of a book, a
computer screen, or a television, effectively throwing on blinders to
avoid that which plagues me. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not living inside an episode of Hoarders or anything quite so astounding as that, but there's no way anyone would ever mistake me for a minimalist either.<br />
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I mentioned a while back that I have been reading "<a href="http://theyearofless.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Year of Less</a>"
and have even shared some of what I've done as a result (<a href="http://chocolate-covered-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/10/late-to-party.html" target="_blank">Sermon on the Mount Month</a>, for one). Sadly, she'll be ceasing production on that
blog, but she'll still post updates on her other blog (her main one),
"The Complete Guide to Imperfect Homemaking." And on that blog, back in
October of last year, she did a 31-Day Challenge:<br />
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So, just a heads up ... Inspired by the posts from 2011, I will be embarking on my own organizational journey starting on the first of December.
In preparation, I think I'll take a few before photos and get them
prepped for the web, so I'll only have the after shots to deal with when
its time for posting. Now, I'm not relishing the thought of sharing my
before photos with you. I don't even want people who love me to see
some of this stuff. But if my posts in December can help even one
person to overcome the depression that comes from wanting to live better but feeling almost paralyzed when it comes to figuring out what to do about it, then it's worth it. Because that's how I feel almost every day, and I don't want to feel that way anymore. I also know from experience how freeing it feels to have even that first small space handled.<br />
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<i>Before</i> the new year begins ... I want a home I can feel happy to call mine. I want to ring in 2013 with a new resolution, to <i>maintain</i> my home, not to clean it. Who wants to join me as I begin my journey toward an organized home? Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-40116932418564111622012-11-16T21:07:00.001-05:002012-11-16T21:08:13.831-05:00Gratitude, Day 16Today, I am grateful for the sarcastic silliness of a select few of my coworkers. If you're reading this, you know who you are. (;Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3673208758895552765.post-77498060391262704862012-11-15T20:01:00.000-05:002012-11-15T20:01:56.700-05:00Gratitude, Day 15With my work schedule, I'm usually up no later than 5 o'clock each morning. Then I end up staying up until after 10 each night. Today, I slept until almost 11! It was amazing! I felt fabulous all day. So today, I'm grateful for the restorative properties of a good night's sleep. (=Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14323908235805508965noreply@blogger.com0