Archive for May 2009

LIFE IN THE 1500’S

May 31, 2009

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the1500s: These are interesting..!

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water”

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying “It’s raining cats and dogs”

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying “Dirt poor”. The wealthy had slate floors That would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway. Hence the saying a “thresh hold”

(Getting quite an education, aren’t you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old”

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could ”bring home the bacon” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and “chew the fat”

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the “upper crust”

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of “holding a wake”

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the ….”graveyard shift”) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, “saved by the bell” or was considered a “dead ringer”.
And that’s the truth…Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !

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Food For Thought

May 30, 2009

Is this the world we are allowing to be created for ourselves..? The legacy we will leave for our children and grandchildren..? Is it really so far from incorrect..?

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May 28, 2009

Some worthwhile, reasonable, uplifting thoughts herein. Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio. 

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.  It is the most-requested column I’ve ever written." My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.
8. It’s OK to get angry with God/dess. S/He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.
12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don’t worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie.  Don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ”In five years, will this matter?".
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time, time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God/dess loves you because of who God/dess is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative – dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
42. The best is yet to come.
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
44. Yield.
45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.
Remember that I will always share my spoon with you! Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves.

What Flower Are You..?

May 25, 2009

I am a
Snapdragon

What Flower
Are You?

You Are a Snapdragon

"Mischief is your middle name, but your first is friend. You are quite the prankster that loves to make other people laugh."

You know, it’s funny…if "dragon" in any way shape or form is an available option on these things, it almost always is the answer!!!

Catch Up…

May 18, 2009

This is an apology for not posting regularly the last little while. I had to take my 6 year old to the doctor twice more in the last two weeks – the last time was a new doctor, who has made a completely different (but much more logical) determination regarding the stomach problems he has been suffering with. He also has some funky allergies on top of the stomach stuffs (chocolate, apples & bananas) When we took him to our usual doctor again they told me his stomach problems are stemming from being allergic to milk (probably his favorite drink, really!) and wheat – you know, bread to make PB&J sandwiches, breading on chicken nuggets (one of his fav foods) the crust on pizza, most cereals. While this made no sense to me (if these allergies are causing the problem, why didn’t the problem start YEARS AGO when he first started ingesting these items..? AND they DIDN’T check to confirm the stuff we have had reactions to.  And backtracking for a minute, they made this determination by testing his blood. We have had a standing order to get his blood drawn for testing for respiratory allergies for a while. We just hadn’t gotten it done due to scheduling issues. When there for the stomach (again, I might add) it was determined this needed to be done to also check for possible causes of the pain. Luckily Hunny was with me, and even more luckily (for the nurse) he was between me & her.

She initially brought out an adult blood draw syringe. I mentioned to her that my veins, while looking like a junkies dream are actually a phlebotomist’s nightmare, small, and "rolly"  They play Hell trying to start an IV or draw blood from me. They have to use a "butterfly" needle, made for drawing from infants, to succeed on me. She (finally, after a bit of "argument" with me) got a butterfly. Then she missed. Yep, she missed his vein. And instead of just saying "Oops, I missed, let’s try the other arm." She then proceeded to "dig" in his arm for the vein (those of you who have had blood drawn know what I mean – they pull the needle part way out then push it back in, several times, in an effort to find the vein they missed…) He’s SIX. And in tears & shaking, from pain & fear. As I said, lucky for her Hunny was physically between me & her. Or she’d have been on the floor & I’d have been in jail. She ended up having to use the other arm any ways, after all that…

There is a point to this, I promise…

When they called 10 days later with the results, I asked what the respiratory results had been and was told they results weren’t back yet. Four hours later I received another call – they didn’t order the respiratory tests and want me to get his blood drawn again….Somehow I don’t see that happening anytime soon.

So Friday when He was again having stomach pain & vomiting, I called a different doctor. They got me in that day (in like an hour!). We did the history stuffs, and I went over everything above with her. She said instead of trying to draw blood again right away, she wanted to try Zyrtec. Back to being related & similar reactions amongst family members, I mentioned my experience with that particular medicine – not good. Can we say Zombified..? As a child, he is still in the stage where the adult reactions seem to be opposite, so we’re looking at a possible reaction of super-hyper – in a kid who doesn’t stop as it is, and sleeps very little…she agreed it might not be the right thing, but asked me to try it "on a day I could be with him all day to gauge the side-effects. But then she also suggested nasal spray. The stuff for allergies, prescription, and gave me a sample. She also said the one I have at home (that was for Hunny but that he says his allergies aren’t bad enough to need…) is the same thing and can be used. The difference is AMAZING! For a kid who goes through a box of Kleenex a week, constantly sniffling, sneezing & coughing – just WOW! No sniffles, no sneezes, no need for Kleenex, and his cough has diminished tremendously!!!! She also said that all of the drainage from the allergies could be contributing to his stomach problems…Then she sent us across the way to get an X-ray of his tummy, and said something about possibly needing to go to Riley Hospital for Children’s GI dept if it didn’t provide an answer… But it did – or at least a good possible. Apparently, despite the fact that he uses the bathroom usually twice a day (I know, I know, TMI) his bowels are completely full of old stool. She has him taking a very mild stool softener twice a day in an effort to get it emptied out and put an end to the pain being caused by his body not having anywhere to put new waste when he eats.  They had done a similar X-ray in Jan when I took him to the ER the second time, so they had a reference. Our doctor had those results, too.

Now I have to wonder, why didn’t our regular doctor do these things, try these options – things that seem to be having a positive impact on my boy? That office has XRay equipment IN THE OFFICE, why didn’t it occur to them to do an X-Ray? Why was I given "Oh, just give him a Pepcid everyday and he’ll be fine."? Why wasn’t that modified the 2nd, or even 3rd time he was there for THE SAME ISSUES? Why did I have to go to a different doctor to be taken seriously? (at least  that’s how it feels, like I was getting the old "Mom’s over re-act, it’s not that serious" I’m not a doctor, but I am my child’s mother – not my first go round, if you’ll remember I also have two adult children – and yet when I told them "The child had a broken arm & refused any pain meds, saying it didn’t hurt that bad, but is IN TEARS over the pain in his belly")

I’m fairly certain I have found a new doctor for my boy…add to that my Hunny, who is diabetic, has had sugar readings lately in the 350-400 range, who will also lose his job (he is a truck driver, holds a CDL)  if he has to start taking insulin, as federal law says insulin=no CDL. He meds have been increased, and he’s gone back to the proper diet, and reduced the stress he had – a whole nother post, which may eventually end up on The Life & Times… – and it is coming down, but still isn’t where it needs to be…But now I have another problem – he sees the same doctor my boy was seeing. Has he messed up regarding Hunny..? 

All of that on top of the medical crap I have to deal with, as well as work, bills, and general living, well, I haven’t kept up with posting like I should. Things seem to be calming down some, so hopefully I will be back in my routine soon. Until then, please be patient with me…

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Not Your Typical Mother’s Day Post

May 10, 2009

It’s Mother’s Day. That one day of the year that should be the exclusive domain of the mother in your world. Not a Pagan holiday – but yet a day acknowledged by us. But how many celebrate the day in honor of the real “Mother” – the Earth that sustains us all. Oh, that’s done on Earth Day, you say…oh ok, well then let’s focus on more mundane mothers.

Not all women are destined to be mothers, no all women want to be mothers, and some women just shouldn’t be mothers. In my opinion, there is nothing wrong with not being a mother is the truest sense – not giving birth. There are many other ways to  be a “mother.” All it requires is unconditional love…simple, huh..? Well, maybe not so much. And yet, a true mother offers just that to her children, be they born to her, adopted by her, or found on the street by her. They can be boys, girls, cats, dogs, ferrets, hamsters, or anything else a woman gives unconditional love to. Yes, you do have to be female to be a mother. But understand in my world, gender is determined by who you are, not what genitalia you happen to be born with.

Unfortunately, there are also women who are termed “mother” but have no right to the title. Women who abuse or abandon the children they created. Many would like to deny that a mother could ever harm her child, but I hate to tell ya, it happens EVERY DAY, in any number of ways. Beating or physically harming a child is not the only form of abuse there is. I would hazard to say, may reading this are fully aware of that, as many of the Pagans I know have been, as children, harmed by their mothers (and fathers). But most have done their best to overcome that damage (yes, I said damage, because it IS damaging. There is NO SHAME in admitting you are damaged through no fault of your own. The shame is in denying it, looking the other way, or pretending you are perfectly normal when you aren’t.)

Mothers sometimes cause damage unintentionally, in the “best interests of their child.” Things like teaching a little girl that the way a marriage works is that the man is in control, and has the right to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, by staying in an abusive relationship. Children learn more by seeing than they ever will by what you say. In my opinion, it is just as bad to teach a child that marriage  is a simple co-existence with someone you really don’t like, by staying in a relationship where the only thing the partners agree on is that it is better for the kids to have two parents than to be exposed to a true, loving partnership.

Mothers who avoid those mistakes by leaving those negative environments tend to do one of two things – either cease to exist as a woman, by not dating at all but rather throwing themselves into raising & providing for their child. They work ridiculous hours, and spend all their free time with their child. While this is admirable, it is still damaging. How will a child ever learn what a loving, healthy relationship is, if they never see the person they most rely on, in such a relationship. How will they even know such a thing is possible..? Again, this isn’t intentional damage, but it is still damage.

Other mothers go the complete opposite way, so concerned that their child have a father figure in their lives, that they date and date and date, and scramble to form a relationship. Unfortunately, this tends to lead to numerous, unstable relationships, and a child who thinks commitment is always short-term. They feel no one will ever be permanent in their lives, so have trust issues & find it hard to love someone – or easy to love everyone…

Some women just shouldn’t be mothers. Ever. They lack that “something” that makes a mom. They have all the necessary equipment to recreate, but shouldn’t. I don’t think this makes them any less of a woman. Perhaps, that special “something” is absorbed by the souls of our gender confused*** friends somewhere in the ether while waiting to “be.” There are many who are born with male genitalia who are awesome mothers. I don’t know, I just know that some women should never, ever, be given the care of a child’s physical & emotional growth. They aren’t capable of doing the job well, and shouldn’t attempt it. Again, I am not condemning these women. I don’t think it makes them less, just different. What may contribute to making them less is an unwillingness to accept that they shouldn’t attempt motherhood. They then place themselves in a position where they are responsible for a child (or children) and lacking all the necessary “things” to do the job well…

Motherhood is a trick bag of options, and there is no manual available. Yet, there are thousands of mothers who manage to do a supremely difficult job and make it look like a breeze. They raise happy well-adjusted children who become happy well-adjusted adults who carry on the cycle. Thank Goddess for these women! Our world would be in a sorry (ok, sorrier) state than it is if it weren’t for women who are willing to give all of themselves to nurturing & loving these little people who will one day be big people to whom the responsibility of raising more little people has been passed in the cycle of life. Those women who are willing to love unconditionally, not only a child they created & gave birth to, but ANY child who needs loved. They hug, kiss, care for, take in and show that there are good people in the world, that they are worthwhile people, worthy of love. Sometimes it is as simple as inviting them in for a drink when they’ve been playing hard – while the woman who gave birth to them is passed out in her room with her newest “father figure.”

So, to those spectacular people, Mothers, I say Thank You. To those who are trying, Thank You. To anyone who is a loving, caring, nurturing Mother, be you male or female, whether your children are human or furbabies, whether you gave birth to your child, or just loved a child who needed it, Thank you.

Happy Mother’s Day!!!

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***I don’t think they’re confused, I feel everyone who is willing, knows exactly what and who they are inside themselves, and that that knowledge doesn’t necessarily match what others see on the outside…    

If you own a snake, bird, fish or small pets you should watch this

May 9, 2009

I found this over at Mrs. B’s. After doing a little research, I felt it was worth sharing. To read what I read you can go here and/or here. These are links to the government site’s info on this proposed bill. To do as the video asks, you can go here.

From Mrs. B:

If you own a snake, bird, fish or small pets you should watch this

If you have not heard of HR 669, and you own a small pet, snake, bird or exotic fish, you need to watch this video and take action. If you work at a pet shop, or are a teacher who’s class has small pets, you should watch, too. Or if you just care about pets and their owners

Hunny’s Got Tats Too!!!!

May 2, 2009

Here is Hunny’s new piece, wanted to get it up, more to come later.

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To see more of our artist’s work, you can go to the pics on his MySpace page. Ok gotta go run errands (ewwwww….) Be back later – at least that’s the plan…LOL

See ya laterzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!