I got married when I was 20 and my husband was 23. I know lots of people who married in their late teens and early 20's. I personally think people should keep sex within marriage and it makes a lot of sense to marry closer to the age or sexual maturity. People should be emotionally mature, responsible, and have a degree of independence and self-sufficiency before they graduate from high school.
It's all about choices. I can't make other people's choices for them, and I know different people have different priorities. I don't think it is that people can't afford to marry, but rather they don't WANT to marry at an early age.
You don't have to have a $200,000 house and high utility bills and property taxes. You don't have to have the latest gadgets. I need internet, but I don't need an Iphone. Who does, really?
People are stressed out, I think, because of poor choices. People should avoid debt as much as possible, live within their means. I often feel VERY POOR, and I do without a lot of what I WANT, but I honestly say that I have more than I NEED. I have plenty of food in my cupboards and I do not go hungry. I can't afford a lot of things I would LIKE to eat, but I have plenty of stuff I CAN eat. Eating out is very expensive. But preparing food at home and cleaning up the kitchen afterwards takes time and energy. Time really isn't a good argument...it takes time to go to restaurants and wait on your food and drive home. BUT, it often seems easier. If more homes had two-parent families, with one parent being a full-time homemaker, life would be easier. Not everyone wants that kind of lifestyle, and it seems foreign to many, but it is a better, less stressful way to live for most people, I think. But so few people feel like they can't even try. Housing seems expensive, food, transportation, etc. and don't even mention healthcare! I do believe that if people had less stressful lives, healthier lifestyle habits, and happy relationships, there would be DRASTICALLY less health problems, especially in people under 80 years old or so.
Marriage is a good thing for almost everyone. Really. I want my children to be the kind of people who make good spouses and parents. I am sorry that they did not enjoy the kind of home life I wanted for them. I never wanted to be a single mother, but maybe they can see how hard things have been for me and for them because of divorce. They can do better.
I saw this online http://simondale.net/hobbit.htm
we can take care of the earth and take care of our families. We don't have to slave away at jobs we hate. There are too many "working poor" but we can fix it. Look for alternative lifestyles. Be counter-culture. Our culture isn't so great in so many ways.
In my dream, it was the first day of school. I guess I was in 8th or 9th grade. I had all my back-to-school supplies and I had my list of classes and I arrived early. Well-prepared, I thought, and ready to go.
So... I go to my first class and I am when they called roll, my name was not called. When I asked about that, I was told that that class was full and I got bumped to another teacher's class for that subject. Okay. So, I head to her classroom to find that due to a sprinkler system leak, that class had been moved to another room. Where? Nobody could tell me. So, I went door to door till I found the right class, but I was very late. The teacher was very sweet and understanding and helped me find a desk and pointed to a stack of papers on the desk that I wasc to choose from for a writing exercise.
The assignment was to write a one-page story using the three elements on the assignment page. Every page was different. I took one, sat down, nothing came to me for some reason. I can't remember the details, but it was something like, "Write a story that incorporates a road trip, 3 apples, and a cousin." I had total writer's block and I got up and took another page from the stack, thinking I might have better luck with a different list of required elements. I came up with something and just as I was folding up my story with the assignment page I was working from...you know how you fold a notebook paper page vertically and write your name, date, class, etc. on the top front side...I happened to see on the back of the assignment page (bottom of the back side), "Be sure to start your story with this phrase: ..." (I don't remember what it was, something like: "I had been looking forward to this day for....")
I looked up at the clock then I looked at my paper and panicked. The bell was about to ring for me to go to the next class and I did not have room to insert this required sentence at the beginning of my story nor did I have time to rewrite the entire story before the bell rang.
Just then, my alarm went off, and I woke up. My heart was pounding just like it was in the dream. I was so stressed out. I got up and started getting ready to get the kids off to school. The 2 high-schoolers had spent the night with their Dad and I was getting my preschooler's things together. 6:15 I get a call from my ex saying that he left my son behind because he had to go back into the house to get something and they didn't have time to wait on him without being late. It would make my daughter 20 minutes later than she had meant to be getting to school and my ex told me it was not fair to make her late because of her brother not being prepared. So, I drove my daughter to school, stopped to get gas, picked up my son and drove him to the bus stop then came home. I had already spent over an hour and a half in the car and I was too exhausted to take my preschooler to her school until I had rested. That is a 45 minute round trip by itself. My son up being a half-hour late and I took my preschooler in much later, but that wasn't a big deal.
I still feel like my body is being flooded with stress hormones and it is now just a few
Even with insurance, counseling is expensive. I really wish more people would try harder, sooner, to try to change themselves so their unhappy relationships might change. This looked like a good program and I know a lot of women who could benefit from it. It takes work, though. But it is usually easier to fix a relationship than to start over. A new relationship will just have a new set of problems, right?
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She was 30 years old and her doctor told her "tomorrow is the day" she would have her diseased colon removed to try to save her life.The doctor had been treating her for 2 years and during that time all she could eat was baby food. She had such severe ulcerative colitis she weighed 87 pounds and had been in the hospital for a week and was given blood and fluids to replace what her body was losing through her diseased colon. She was allergic to the medication that normally would have been given to help the bowel to heal. There was nothing else to be done by the doctors besides this drastic surgical procedure.
Her doctor warned her husband to not upset her. She was so weak unless she had the will to live, she might not make it through the surgery. There had been a tragic car wreck involving family members, but nobody dared tell her until after the surgery.
She had a mental health consultation and had talked to people who had had colostomies who were supposed to help her feel okay about "life after colostomy," but she was praying to God to either heal her or just let her die because she did not want to have to wear a bag against her abdomen to collect feces every day for the rest of her life.She turned on the television in her room and one of the channels she saw a man who was preaching about healing and James 5. She felt God tell her, "If you do this, I will heal you." She called her husband and told him to bring some deacons and some oil and follow the instructions that were given in the Bible in James 5:14-16. "We don't do that! We're Baptists!" She insisted that if they wouldn't do this for her, she'd call every church of every denomination in the phone book until she found someone who would. Remembering what the doctor had said about not letting her get upset, her husband and deacons soon showed up at her bedside with a bottle of olive oil which they "anointed" her with and prayed for her to be healed.
The next morning, the morning of the surgery, the Dr. did a final pre-op colonoscopy to see how much of her bowel would need to be removed. It had only been one week since her last colonoscopy and she had only been given clear fluids and blood transfusions. No medication to help heal the bowel, because she was allergic to it.
As the doctor was looking through the colonoscope, he kept saying, "Oh, my! Oh, my!" and my stepmother asked what the "Oh, My-ing" was all about. Her doctor told her, " If I had not been the one treating you for the past 2 years and the one who had done all your colonoscopies, I would not believe this." Her bowel was as perfect as a baby's, he said. No ulcerations, no lesions, no scarring. Perfect. There was no need for the colostomy because there was no disease anymore. What could she eat? Anything. She was sent home and she stopped at the store and her first solid food she was able to eat in 2 years was some Bing cherries. After 2 years of suffering, she was totally healed and has not had a recurrence in 40-plus years. Her name is Mary Anne Missick and she can tell you the story herself, but I think I got all the facts straight. She believes God healed her in response to her following the instructions in James 5:14-16.
This is the recipe Dilara and I worked from when we made rose and peony petal jam the other day. I used peony because I didn't have many roses, and peony and rose smell good together to me, so I thought they would taste good. I was surprised at how long i had to cook it, and just today it dawned on me that I had halved this recipe....since I only had 2 ounces of petals, but I did not halve the water!!! It turned out okay and Dilara even put some in her yogurt. She LOVED making and eating it. We did not let the petals sit for 1-2 days. She really enjoyed massaging the sugar into the petals by hand. And it smelled so nice! http://www.bakespace.com/recipes/detail/Rose-Petal-Preserves/5387/
I will use this recipe next time. It has less sugarhttp://english.turkishcookbook.com/2010/07/rose-jam.html
I guess 100g. is a little more than 3 ounces. I really wish I knew how Dilara's Babanne makes it. If I had her recipe, I would keep it, but if another recipe suited me better, I would use it instead. It is just nice to have family recipes.
It would be so nice for me to have recipes to pass down from Sinan's side of the family. I have several recipes I use from my great-grandmother, my grandmother, my aunt. And I cherish my great-grandmother's Better Homes and Garden's Cookbook from the early 1960's that has the brownie recipe she used and it has her handwriting where she made notes besides recipes. I also have my grandfather's waffle recipe in his own handwriting. I have several recipes , also, from my ex-husband's mother and grandmother. I am looking forward to passing all of these on to my children and grandchildren.
My teenagers think Turkish food is strange and my teenaged daughter thought eating something made from roses was unappetizing..."like eating perfume"...but hopefully her children will be more open minded! In the mean time, Dilara and I are trying to root cuttings so we can have more rose bushes and I am planning on buying a new rose bush of the "cabbage rose" variety next year! And if Dilara or I ever get to see Babanne again, we'll ask for the recipe. I would also like to know about the "sheep intestines stuffed with seasoned rice" that Sinan told me about, but that is one recipe I would like to have just for educational purposes....I would never want to actually make and eat anything like that!
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Yesterday my 5 year old saw the boxed up Easy -Bake oven that my older daughter (almost 16) had used. I am trying to get my car, house, and yard cleaned up and I didn't want to get any major projects started. I don't think the baking will be as big or an ordeal as I'm making it out to be, and she is so ridiculously excited, we will probably be baking sooner rather than later.
Problem...the outrageously expensive mixes.
I so appreciate people who take the time and make the effort to look good and smell good. I know it isn't for MY PLEASURE that make themselves nicer to be around, but it is interesting to think of it like that.
I am still trying to lose weight. I keep having setbacks with health issues that make it hard to get my exercise in and stress issues that make me turn to food for comfort sometimes. Nothing like it used to be, though.
I want to lose at least a little more weight. I want to get rid of some midriff fat. If I can get my waist down to 32, that will be great. That is what Dr. Qz said should be my maximum. Waist size is a lot more important than weight. I carry SO MUCH fat around my midsection. I imagine fat is crowding my organs. I expect I have a very large omentum, like the big one Dr. Oz displayed on his show.
Right this moment, I feel very sick. I am at the Y playing with my daughter. She is making me a pretend pizza. I did spend an hour on the treadmill and just a few minutes on the rowing machine. I have had 2 bottles of water today. I have eaten well, and not too much. I have a migraine and just took some medicine for it. I have no makeup on and my hair is in a single braid down my back. So, at this moment, I pretty much look like crap. I just want to go home and go to bed, but I should have at least put on some eyebrow pencil, eyeliner, and mascara and some of my Burt's Bees Lip Shimmer in "Watermelon". I guess I should cut myself some slack on these days. When I feel badly, I often rub my face and eyes and would smear makeup.
But if I had felt well today, I would have taken a shower after I worked out and spent a few minutes on makeup and put on some fragrance. I know some people are sensitive, but I think a little bit should be okay. I was in an elevator yesterday and it smelled very strongly of some man's fragrance, and nobody was in there! That was a bit much, I think. I took a shower last night and washed my hair before I went to bed. I liberally applied "Shower to Shower" deodorant body powder. I didn't sweat much on the treadmill and I think nobody will be smelling any BO coming off of me before I get home and take a shower.
I heard it say that the French think it is ill-mannered to go out without making yourself attractive for those who have to look at you. I think it would be ill-mannered of someone to think badly of me for the way I look today, because I am really too sick to go to any pains with my appearance.
Yesterday I saw a young woman in a whole set of flannel pajamas at Wal-mart. She didn't look sick to me. I have thrown a coat over my nightgown before when I have made a medication run to the pharmacy. But that is not my usual routine.
It is really just as important for me to look good for MYSELF as it is for me to look good for others. When I look good and smell good, I feel good, or at least BETTER than I would not fixed up.
I have accumulated a pretty good wardrobe for the moment. I think when I lose weight, I will try to alter some of my favorite clothes I am wearing now. I pay very little for clothes at the thrift store and I get some VERY nice things. I need to spend more money on pantyhose, underwear, shapewear. Shapewear makes a HUGE difference. My measurements don't line up to any size chart. My bust and belly are my biggest parts...my hips and thighs are much smaller. I expect to have to take a lot of things in to make my clothes really flattering.
I need to make friends with my sewing machine and I need to have my alterations lady do the tricky things,like resetting shoulders for me when I have lost some weight.
My daughter got a prom dress at the Thriftstore for $20 and I am trying to hem it and take in the bodice myself. My son has a forensics tournament coming up and I got a Ralph Lauren Navy blazer (one on Kohl's website that is similar ir not identical says it retails for $175, but they are selling it for $99). It is size 38. Looks like it fits him well, but there is a tiny moth hole I will try to mend after I get it cleaned. A button fell off as he was trying it on, but we kept it and I already sewed it back on. I'll have to keep an eye on those metal buttons. I think they cut thread quickly. That boy needs to learn how to dress like a gentleman. A Navy blazer/dress sport coat is an essential item. He is still growing, I think, so it is good to not have to spend a lot of money on something he might not be able to wear for long.
I need to learn to do more mending and alterations as well as how to put outfits together. Found some neat websites:http://thriftygent.com/blog/http://anaffordablewardrobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-minor-repairs.htmlhttp://www.ravefabricare.com/true-quality-cleaning/2010/12/28/reweaving-moth-holes-(or-rips-or-tears)-in-your-fine-garments.aspx details about repairing, but not a 'how to"http://www.esquire.com/style/tips/blazer-vs-coat-vs-jacket-0709
this esquire site looks like it has lots of good info on the subject of "Style and Grooming"http://blog.suitupp.com/2009/04/13/how-to-repair-your-suit-reweaving/http://www.awesomeguides.com/money_maker_reweaving_book_tailor_sewing.htm
learn how to do your own reweaving!http://shrouduniversity.com/frenchreweavinginstructionbook.pdfhttp://www.realmenrealstyle.com/mens-clothing-flexibility/http://www.thefrenchreweavers.com/