Thursday, June 23, 2016

Houston...we have a garden!!

Sorry for the long span between this post, and the last.  But, all I can say is life got in the way :)

I am however, here with an update on the garden adventure that me and the girls started this year.

As you may remember, we planted our carrots and onions on April 27th.  In retrospect, I got them both out way too late.  They are cold weather crops, and I could have started them way earlier than I did.  I am contemplating doing a replanting in the late summer, early fall of both.  Either way, lesson learned for next year.


We planted our pole beans, summer squash, zucchini, mustard and cucumbers on May 10th.  The pole beans are starting to vine here and there up the cages, and I did see a few blooms this morning.  


The summer squash and zucchini are blooming, but the cucumbers not so much.  



My mustard looked like it wasn't going to make it, but then four days ago it took off.  


We planted our roma tomatoes, red and yellow sweet peppers, basil, 45 day cabbage, mini pie pumpkins, and little picklers on May 19th.  The romas are not as tall as I would like for them to be at this point, but they are blooming and showing tomatoes.  



The red and yellow peppers haven't grown much at all, and have had blooms, but nothing looking like a pepper yet :(.  


The 45 day cabbage is doing nothing, but growing large leaves...no heading of the cabbage can be seen.  But, my pumpkins and picklers are blooming great, and looking really good. 




Everything was going as planned, with the exception of the onions and carrots of course.

Until four days ago.

I discovered Japanese beetles on everything but my tomatoes.  I was so upset, I about cried.  

Then I got online, did a little research, and hit Evans Hardware and talked to Mike.  He suggested the concentrated Sevin Spray used in conjunction with a tank sprayer.  He said it would last for 2 weeks, and I could spray multiple times through the beetles swarming season, to keep them away.

So I went home, mixed up my Sevin solution and went to work.  I sprayed., and sprayed, and then sprayed some more.  As I sprayed, the beetles did drop off, and die.  So, I felt for the moment it was working.  Thankfully, we did not get any rain for 24 hours, so that the treatment could take hold.  I went out this morning, and discovered two beetles on my beans.  I decided not to panic just yet.  I will wait, and if they seem to be coming back, I will spray again.

So, now I am hauling water to the garden on the days we do not get rain, and I sing and talk to my plants.  I know my surrounding kinfolk probably think I am losing it, but I can remember my grandmother singing her hymns while in the garden, and her plants were always blessing her with bountiful harvests.  So, I am of the opinion that singing to them does have an affect.  Either way, I enjoy my time more in the garden when I sing and talk to my plants.

So, that is how it all stands now.  I will update in a few weeks, and will let you know how the Sevin spray did, or did not work, and if we are getting close to harvesting.  Can't wait!! Then we can start canning our goodies.  

Until then, me and the girls wish you a happy, safe, and above all blessed day :)



Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Coming to terms...


Having been born and raised for 16 years near a major city, I was used to the sounds of blaring car horns, wailing ambulance sirens, and the vocal fights of neighbors.  This was common place, and both my parents and I thought nothing of it.  

Then, when I turned 16, my father was transferred and our family was uprooted and moved to a somewhat smaller city.  It was not as noisy, or chaotic as the city we were used to, but it did have its moments from time to time.

When my parents passed, I had planned on me and the girls staying put.  But it would seem the Lord had other plans for us.  So after moving four times in 6 months, we were brought to where we are now.  And, to say we were the proverbial fish out of water would be an understatement.

The Lord had brought me and the girls, to the very holler in which my mother was born and raised.  We were so out of our element, I wanted to cry.  The only people I knew here were a handful of aunts, uncles, and cousins.  I had no friends here, and my closest friend at that time was almost 2 hours away.  I felt unsure, lost, and if not for the girls, I would have felt alone.

We have lived here eight years this September, and I still am getting used to the *sounds* of this new home.  This morning, while walking the girls, I heard a sound that is common in these parts, but for a city girl is still, to this day, unusual...the crowing of a rooster.

Something simple as that, and I am reminded that I am a stranger here.

 I am not from this place, and probably never will be.


Monday, May 30, 2016

Memorial Day 2016

Yesterday evening, after I got off work, me and my dear Aunt Momo went up on the cemetary and decorated the graves.


My maternal grandparents, Arthur and Corma Preece, my sweet Uncle Kenny Preece (always Keni to me) and my beloved mom and dad are buried on a little hill, behind where me and the girls currently reside.

My mother and her siblings were raised up this holler, and played on the very hill on which my family members now eternally rest.  My mother was born in a front room of the family homestead, which is currently owned by my Aunt Momo and her husband Uncle LuLu.

It is of much comfort to look up there, each morning when I get up, and each evening before I go to bed, and know that they are resting peacefully.  I know that what made my parents and family members who they were, their very souls, are not there, but for me to be able to see their final resting place gives me peace and comfort.  Some understand that, some do not.  But, that is okay, as long as I understand is really what matters.

I do not visit my mom and dad very often, usually once or twice a year.  It hurts so bad, to actually walk up there, and see their names on the tombstones.  It brings back such painful feelings of loss and loneliness that I avoid the trip as much as I can.  But, on memorial day, I do make sure to put bright new flowers on all their graves, and say a little prayer to let them know that although it is rough, and some days I feel that me and the girls are about done for, that we will all three be okay.  

I like to think I come from good stock...on both my mom and my dads side, and that as long as I put my mind to it, and really work at it, the girls and I will be just fine.  We have each other, and the Lord is with us, and that will get us through.

But, there are days I would love to talk to mom and dad, to hear their voices again, their laughs, and see their bright smiles.  

I think that is what I miss most....


The final planting...

The last day of above ground planting/transplanting for the month of May occurred from the 17th-25th.  I went and got the rest of my desired plants, and finished my planting on the 19th.

I had quite a bit to plant, and after work, got right to it.


In my short box, where I had planted my cucumbers, squash, and zucchini, I planted two squares of 45 day cabbage, and  eight squares of either red/yellow sweet pepper plants.  With two of the pepper plants, I included a basil plant, because after researching online, it seems that basil is of benefit to pepper plants.  


In my other short box, where I had planted 2/3's of it in mustard, I added two pie pumpkin plants, and one boston pickler cucumber plant.  I am not sure if the little cucumber plant is going to make it.  I had thought that maybe the entire box would be non productive, due to the cucumber plant and mustard not doing well.  But when I checked yesterday the pumpkin plants seemed to still be healthy.  So, we will see.


In my space left in my tall box, that I had planted my onions in, I decided to plant my Roma tomatoes.  I planted eight plants there.  I had intended to plant parsley in a couple of the squares, but could find none, and my parsley on my window sill was not looking too healthy.  I may try to salvage a few sprigs to plant, when I transplant my rosemary and my mint into containers.  I love Roma tomatoes for juicing and was tickled to find such healthy looking plants.   

I have been checking on my little gardening experiment every couple of days.  The report is as follows, as of today May 30th:

The blades on my onion plants are appearing to be turning yellow here and there.  I researched online, and have not found a definitive answer to the cause, 

Three of my cabbage plants are showing yellow leaves, and do not look well.  My aunt MoMo had told me that growing cabbage in our area can sometimes be tough, so I will just have to wait and see how they develop.

As stated before, my mustard seems to have stopped growing.  In retrospect, maybe I planted the seed too deep but I do not remember planting it any deeper than the carrots and cucumber.  The carrots are not developing any further either, but the cucumbers I planted from seed seem to be doing well.

My best looking plants, by far, are my beans.  I am of the mind if my tomatoes and my beans flourish, then I have done well.  They are the main crop for me and the girls each year.  The beans are actually getting ready to vine up the tomatoe cages I use...so that is encouraging.

Anything that does not do well, I will have to further research this winter, and try to adjust accordingly next spring.

I will try to update here and there with pictures as the garden grows.  

So, there you have it....mine and the girls adventure into square foot gardening.  It has been hard getting it set up by ourselves, but we will have it done and ready to go for the next planting season, and each season there after.  So, not so bad when you think about it.  

I hope you have enjoyed taking the journey with us, as we have enjoyed having you along :)

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Boxes, boxes, and more boxes

After waiting for several more days for my work schedule and mother nature to cooperate, I finally set out to finish by garden boxes, fill them with soil, and get to the fun part of planting.

My final count of boxes was just what I had planned...2 short and 2 tall.  Once built, placed and filled with soil, I got my handy jute out and marked off my 1 foot squares.

In my first tall box, I planted my onions and my carrots.  In hindsight, I think maybe my carrots were planted too late, because they, to this day, are not doing much.  My onions got off to a great start, but now are not doing so well either.  Again, I think I got a very late start on both of these.

This picture shows my onions when they were just a growing like crazy.  I get so tickled when I see something I have planted, do as the good Lord had intended, and begin to show life.  Just an awe inspiring thing for me.


The next picture was taken a few weeks later.  I planted my other tall box entirely of beans..I had to wait a little while, after my initial plantings, until the time the almanac said was good for above ground planting.  These are my babies bean plants sprouting (I plant beans mainly for my furry babies, because they love them so much in their dinner).  The little plants are working so hard to get through the soil and be *born*

I had decided to go ahead and place the cages that I currently had for my beans.  I use tomatoe cages, 42 inches high, for my beans to vine up.  It is a lot less work, very convenient and a handy idea I got online a few years back.  Since starting to use them, I would never use anything else.


At the same time that I planted my beans, I planted my mustard, squash, cucumbers and zucchini. In my two other short boxes.  My mustard in 2/3 of one short box, the other items shared half of the other short box My cucumbers have since gotten off a great start, my squash and zucchini struggled a little, but my mustard is not looking promising.

This is a pic of my cucumbers when they first started coming up.  Cute little rascals aren't they? LOL!!


It has been a few weeks since I took this pic of my mustard, but it looks pretty much the same.  A few little sprouts here and there...but nothing promising looking.


to be continued....

The result of prayer

In the beginning of 2015, almost right after the new year, Miss Rooh got very sick, and had to be admitted to the hospital.  

It seemed her kidneys were shutting down, and not functioning any to speak of.   

Dr. Olson did not really have any idea how she would do, or if she would come out of it, but he assured me he would do his best to save my baby girl.  

I prayed day, night, and all in between that the Lord would not take Rooh from me just yet.  I told him that I could not function without her, or Baby Booh at this point in my life, and that as he very well knew, they were the reason I even soldiered through on most days.  

After 6 long days, of calling twice a day to check on her, and Baby Booh and me not knowing how to function without Miss Rooh with us, we finally got the call that Rooh could come home.  

She was not completely healed, but Dr Olson said that the rest of the healing process could be done at home.   And that he was sure she was more than out of the woods.  


Then, in early 2016, around late January, Baby Booh began suffering from the same ailment, only to a much greater extent.  

Not only was her kidneys shutting down, but her liver was as well.  

When I took her in to Dr. Olson, he had a very grave look on his face.  He said he would, again, do all he could to help my baby.

And, thus, began an 8 day long calling twice a day, to check as I did with Miss Rooh.  Only, this time around, Baby Booh was not bouncing back like Rooh had, and was actually getting worse, if possible.  

Dr Olson said he had tried all he could, and that he wasn't ready to give up on her, but to keep in mind that this time around may take longer.  I told him to do what he had to do, and that I would continue to call and check on her.

Again, I prayed day, night, and every minute in between.  I have never been much for praying for myself, I am more of the type of person who will jump at the chance to pray for others.  I do pray daily for the good health of my girls, but for myself, I do not pray.  But, like with Miss Rooh, this time I prayed from something I wanted....and needed...my Baby Booh to be healed and returned to me and Rooh.

On the seventh day, Dr Olson called me.  When I saw his number on the caller id, my heart tightened in my chest.  I just knew that he was calling with grave news.  I did not want to pick up the phone.  But I did.  And to my relief, he said that Booh was pretty much stable, but he thought she should come home, because she was getting severely depressed, and after being so sick and not eating for so long, it was taking its toll on other areas of her body.  He said he had tried everything he could to get her to eat, and she would not.  

So, the next day me and Rooh went up and got her.  The little baby was so tiny, and boney, it broke my heart.  I teared up, and Dr Olson said that she looked bad, but she was doing okay.  He said to just take her home, and get some food in her.  Once she started gaining her weight back, and after dialysis, she would be fine.  

Dialysis started out as every day, Monday-Friday for several weeks.  Then, we went to every Monday-Wednesday-Friday for a few weeks, then to once a week.  I would have to have her up there at 8am each time, and then get back in time to work at 11am.  I am not going to say it was easy, but I am also going to say that there was no doubt I would find a way to get it done.

As of today, Baby Booh has been off dialysis for 80 days.  She is holding her own, and although she has not gained near the weight back she had (and neither has her sissy Rooh), she and Rooh both seem okay.  

So, what all this leads to is this...the Lord knew that I needed my girls here with me a while longer, and through Dr Olson, made that possible.  I prayed, told him my wishes and my needs, and he met them.  He will always meet my needs, if I just ask.  I had always heard that said, but until the two very life threatening situations, had never truly known that he would.  It has strengthened my faith in ways I will never be able to express.  And, today, through my prayers, my two babies are still with me :)


Sunday, May 22, 2016

Executing my plan...

Okay, so I had a plan, and a general sketched out idea.  

Now I had see if the plan would work.

With my trusty tools at hand, I set out to make my sketched out idea into an honest to gosh existing idea.

As stated in my last entry, I decided on cedar boards for my garden boxes.  
I also decided that they would be 4' x 4' with two being 15" deep and the other two being 7 1/2" deep.

So, I cut my boards to length, and then with the deeper boxes, secured two boards together.


The first box I built was one of the deeper ones.  I wanted to make sure that my idea would hold up, and once I had it put together, I was pretty happy with it.

The picture below is not the final placement, just an idea of how it ended up looking.  
Just like I had imagined it would be.


I left the bottom open, and after a little research, decided to use the paper method.  
This would allow the roots to travel past the box bottom, into the existing ground if need be.

I had to wait a few days, due to rain and work, before I could do much more.

But, when the weekend came, I set to positioning my first garden box, and filling it with soil.

 Again, after much research, 
I decided to go with the mixture of:
60% top soil
30 % compost
10% either vermiculite, perlite, or peat moss

With the first box, it was a mixture of vermiculite and perlite for the 10%.  It was all I could find at the time, and it would do the job.

My box being 4' x 4' x 15" gave me approximately 32 cubic feet to be filled.  
That is ALOT of filling, but it got done.  

The picture below shows where the first box was positioned and how it appeared 
once filled with the soil. 


This is just a picture taken from another angle 
of the same garden box.


I decided to put the boxes at the back of the small room on the side of the house I reside in.

I intend to open a small shop, eventually, in said small room.  
And, there is a window on the back of the room, that overlooks the garden box area, so that I may look out there from time to time, to make sure all is proceeding as planned.

I am going to put down plastic all around all the boxes, to keep weeds to a minimum, and hope to cover the plastic with either mulch or shredded rubber.  

Still not sure which at this time. 

The next step....get the other boxes made, and ready for planting.

to be continued...

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Our adventure into Raised Bed Gardening

As mentioned in a previous post, me and the girls have decided to venture into raised bed gardening.  The ground around the house we live in is full of rocks, and basically hard as a rock, so tilling the dirt is not an option for us.  Thusly, raised bed gardening.

I had researched the idea of raised bed gardening for two years, at least.  And, after two years of not being able to have a garden, I finally decided to give it a try.

The first step of our grand adventure was researching the best types of wood to use for our garden boxes, as well as the best size to use.

The depth of the boxes were pretty much determined by what we were going to plant.  So, with that in mind, I decided on two 15 inch deep boxes, and two 7 1/2 inch deep boxes.

I also decided to not use any plastic or garden mesh in the bottom, so as to allow the roots the choice of going into the ground for more depth.

I had read on a site where using paper to cover the bottom would smother out any grass and weeds.  The paper would decompose, allowing the roots of the plant to stretch into the dirt below and at the same time providing more compost for the soil.

The next step was a trip to the lumber store.

I decided on using cedar boards for two reasons.  One, they would last longer than most any other board, and two, the cedar would aid in keeping various pests away.  Win-win.

The boxes I made had to be large enough to hold what we wanted to plant, yet manageable enough to be able to tend to weeds and watering.  I went with 4ft x 4ft boxes, because they would fit the requirements.

With saw, ruler, and drill in hand, I set out to put my sketched out idea into motion.

.....to be continued





Wednesday, May 4, 2016

This roller coaster ride we call Mother Nature

I think the title pretty much tells it all.  HA HA!!

Mother Nature has been taking us, here at our little home on the holler, on one topsy turvy roller coaster ride this spring.  

We have not had one day, in at least two weeks, that we haven't at some point gotten rain.  It will rain, the sun will come out, it will rain, the sun will come out...back and forth we go...when it stops no one will know.  

Now, not to say my newly planted onions and carrots are not enjoying it.  It is just what they like, alternating warmth and moisture.  

But, me and the girls don't like it all that much. 

Me, because the grass has not been dry enough to mow at any time in the last two weeks, and the girls because they do not like walking around in said tall grass, tickling their undercarriage :)

But like everything on this grand earth that the Lord created, there is a plan.  

I may not understand why it rains so much preventing me from doing the outside work that is so desperate to be done, but God knows.  

He knows all, and when he is ready, he will have a talk with Mother Nature, and hopefully put her on a less roller coaster type path.

Friday, April 29, 2016

If not now...when?

As I sit down to write this blog post, I realize that another week has come and gone, and it is Friday again.  I also realize that I do not know where the days go anymore.  

I acquired a very good, yet temporary job a couple of months ago.  I get plenty of hours, and have even almost caught up on our bills that woefully had fallen many months behind.  After another paycheck, it looks like we will be all square, and can start to breath again.  Well, as well as we can these days.  I pray nightly that this wonderful job will last as long as possible.  I know that the hours will not always be great, but this job affords me to work out of the home, and be near to my girls almost all the time.  With them getting along in years, and recent bouts with their health, every moment spent with them is precious.  

I have been working, well started working, on a plan that will minimize how much we need to pay the bills.  I am not one for buying much other than the necessities.  Don't get me wrong, there are a lot of things I would love to have, but being able to work out of the home, and devising a plan to keep it that way is the thing I want the most.  So, I have listed our current bills, and am in the process of whittling them down to the bare minimum.  It will take some willpower, and some serious slashing of luxuries, but I think I can work it out.  

I am going to the movies with dear friends on May 6th, and then that will most probably be the last time I will be able to splurge.  My goal, as of today, is to get my primitive decor online business up and running, and also get my small primitive decor business out of the home going as well.  To say it is going to be an uphill battle would be an understatement.  But, this is a direction I really feel I need to take in  my life.  I feel the Lord is telling me to work harder at my dreams, so that is what I am going to do.

 If not now....when?

Friday, April 22, 2016

Friday

So, it is Friday.
The end of a work week for some, and for some not so much.

Fridays are like any other day around the hacienda here.
All days, spent with the girls, are precious and enjoyed.
Working from home, as I am currently blessed to do, allows me be near the girls most all day long. 

Today has been a rainy, dreary day--not that I am complaining.  

We had gone quite the spell without any rain, so it is welcomed today.

It would have been great if I had gotten my garden started already, so as to take advantage of this slow, much need rain..unfortunately I haven't.

I am starting this year with a raised bed garden. 
 I had contemplated it more than once before, but I really think it is the best way to go.  
I will be building it myself, so it should be interesting to see the results.

I have been researching the pros and cons, the proper method, and the not so proper method for a raised bed set up.  I think I have finally figured out how to proceed, and hope to get that all started in the next week or so.

I am going to be documenting my journey into raised bed gardening here, so keep an eye out for those posts.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Faith

Last week, I had an online job interview.  
The pay was great, and the terms were great as well. 
 I was offered the position, and accepted it immediately.

Then came today---training day.
And I realized I was way in over my head.

I was upset at first, but after talking to a dear friend about it *thank you Gina :)*, I realized that I had made the right decision in bowing out.  

I did not think, after seeing more in depth what the job entailed, that I was the person to do it.

Gina said "there are a million jobs out there, and the right fit will come along."

In that one little sentence she spoke volumes.  And for me, it all came down to one word...

FAITH

Faith that the Lord will provide.
Faith that I will know to see where he wants me to be.
And Faith that it will all work out.

I am so happy that after today, my Faith is just as strong and unshakable as ever.

I am not saying that it will be easy, and I am sure at times I will feel downtrodden, but
I know that all will be right, and that me and the girls will be okay.

Because my Faith in my Heavenly Father tells me it will be.


Saturday, April 16, 2016

Blessed

As I set here this morning, listening to the girls lap their oatmeal, and the birds heralding the new day, I more than realize how blessed I am.

Yes, my life is not perfect.  

Yes, I worry each and every moment about the girls and their health.  

Yes I struggle each month to just pay the bills.  

And yes I live with pain each and every day, that the doctors seem to have no explanation for. 

But, through all that, I am blessed

I wake up every morning to my girls precious faces.

I am able to get out of bed, and have a job to go to, so that I may provide for us.

I am able to visit and chat with family and loved ones.

And I have a great group of friends that are more like family that I would not trade for anything.

So, yes, I am blessed.

And if you have even half the blessings I do, you are truly blessed as well.





 ([A Psalm] of David, Maschil.) Blessed [is he whose] transgression [is] forgiven, [whose] sin [is] covered.

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Loving and Kindness

On the Sundays I am scheduled to work, I do not have to go in until the early afternoon.

When I got up this morning, I was feeling a need to listen to Charles Stanley.  I listen to him from time to time, but this morning the feeling was especially strong.  So, I went to his intouch.org website, and clicked on today's TV message.

And to say this sermon touched and spoke to me, is truly an understatement.  Today's sermon was about listening to and obeying the Lords counsel, and in return you will find lovingkindness all around you.  This is something that I feel I need in my life, as I work with the public, and loving and kindness are two things that are, woefully, in short demand.

I am a saved individual, and try as I might to see the good in people, have some days that really works hard to try my beliefs.  Being in the public, you are exposed to many different types of people, but the ones that seem to show themselves the most are the hateful, rude, and unfriendly types.  Sad, but very true.

After listening to Dr. Stanley, and his message that following the Lords counsel will not make things perfect, nor will it guarantee there will not be hardships, but does assure that your life will be greatly enriched, and you will find loving and kindness all around you, I have come to the decision to make a few changes in mine and the girls lives.

They will, for me and the girls, be pretty big changes, but I think we will adjust and do fine.  They are changes that are needed, and in the long run will bring the lovingkindness that Dr. Stanley spoke of closer to us....and strengthen our relationship with our Lord.

And, with that, please allow me to leave you with this:

Psalms 32: 8-11

8 I will instruct you and teach you in the way which you should go; I will counsel you with My eye upon you.

9 Do not be as the horse or as the mule which have no understanding. Whose trappings include bit and bridle to hold them in check.  Otherwise they will not come near to you

10 Many are the sorrows of the wicked.  But he trusts in the LORD, lovingkindness shall surround them.

11 Be glad in the LORD and rejoice, you righteous ones; and shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart.

Friday, April 8, 2016

April 8th....shouldn't it feel more like spring, less like winter?

As with most days this time of the season, I often find myself daydreaming about being outside.  

There is so much that needs done, and there never seems to be enough hours in the day, or days in the week to get the list checked off.  

It is usually this time of year that the spring/summer list is relocated from my brain, to an actual list on a piece of paper.  And it is that list that is used through until the fall season.  

There is never a lack of items to add to the list.  Like most I assume, the list is more often growing rather than dwindling.

Top of my list is the front storm door.  About a month and a half ago, I came home from Baby Booh's dailysis, to find our storm door hanging from the trim.  The wind had not ripped it from its hinges, but took the piece of trim it was attached to and all with it.  

My dear aunt Mary's husband, John, was nice enough to store it in his building, until I could find someone to put it back up for me.  I am hoping that it will get done this week sometime, as cousin Mike is down, and he is really a handy dandy with stuff like this :) 

We had a couple of really nice days last week, and Miss Rooh was continually sniffing under the front door.  I know she was trying to tell me to open it, so she could look out.  She is missing the storm door more than any of us.  Hopefully, when the next nice day rolls around, that problem will be fixed, and she will be able to watch her butterflies and birds once again :)

Boy oh boy, where has the time gone?

While spending this holiday Sunday with my girls, the best way to spend any day in my opinion, I thought about this blog site.  I knew I had not blogged on it in a while, but boy oh boy, I did not realize it had been THAT long.  

Since my last post, a lot has happened.  First off, we almost lost Baby Booh.  Her little kidneys were trying to shut down.  It was a long, hard road, that took almost two months, but I am happy to say that the sweet precious baby is still with us.  Here she is just the other day, enjoying some of the spring sun that was filtering through the living room window :)


It was about the same time last year, that we almost lost Miss Rooh, with the same medical condition.  Both conditions were brought on by what their doctor is positive was the same medication.  So, we are no longer giving either of them the medication, in the hopes that there will be no relapse.  So far, Miss Rooh has held strong, and I keep praying that she remains so.  And, Baby Booh is getting back to her sweet self quite quickly.

Also, since my last blog entry, I had decided to open a small shoppe out of our home.  It was right before the holidays, and I never really did get to do much with it, but I did have some sales from family and friends.  I plan on opening it back up around the 1st of May, and putting up a sign on the main road and doing some local advertising.  I really would like it to turn enough profit that I might be able to give up one of my currents jobs, and stay home with the girls.  It will take a lot of work, but I am motivated to achieve the success needed to work from home.  Any well wishing thoughts would be much appreciated :)