meet Chester (aka the cutest thing ever)

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Chester is a little orphaned mouse and the only surviving member of his clan. (His mom was caught in a trap at our neighbor’s house and the rest of his litter was found dead.) We found him very lethargic, so weak and barely moving even when touched.

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I’ve always had a thing for mice… but ORPHANED mice…. come on now.

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So for the past 24 hours we’ve been feeding Chester baby formula on the tip of a paint brush… and offering bits of grapes and apples… and keeping him in a cozy little spot with a heating pad on one side… and massaging his toosh so he goes potty…(yep – kindof insane)… but he’s been improving rapidly! ! !

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He’s now opening his eyes, scampering around excitedly, and acting ALIVE!!

The plan is to release him back into the wild when he’s strong enough to survive on his own.

But will that actually be possible for my mouse lovin’ orphan adorin’ heart?

Stay tuned…

Rotted Pumpkins & Scruffy Hospitality

Lest the happy faces on my blog ever give the ever-so-wrong impression that we have it all together around this house… I present our pumpkin

placed on the front step with a candle inside…

in late October…

of 2013…

7 months ago…

and still it remains.

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(And, no, the irony has not escaped me that I bothered to get my camera, go outside, take a picture of this, come back in and blog about it……and yet still haven’t cleaned it up. *sigh* Maybe tomorrow.)

This reminds me of something I read this week entitled “scruffy hospitality.”

The author wrote:

“Scruffy hospitality means you’re not waiting for everything in your house to be in order before you host and serve friends in your home. Scruffy hospitality means you hunger more for good conversation and serving a simple meal of what you have, not what you don’t have. Scruffy hospitality means you’re more interested in quality conversation than the impression your home or lawn makes. If we only share meals with friends when we’re excellent, we aren’t truly sharing life together.”

I like that. It makes me feel slightly better about greeting my guests at the front door beside 7 month old pumpkin remains.

Slightly.

Please share–Time is running out for this child…

Meet Jing. He is a sweet 13 year old boy from Asia.

In his country an orphan must find a family before turning 14 or he will be forced to leave the orphanage and put out on the streets.

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Jing’s was hosted by a family and they fell in love with him and are advocating hard to find a family. (www.loveonechild.net). So far they have raised about $7000 for an adoption grant. Here is what they say about him. PLEASE spread the word...


"He just turned 13 this February, this means he has less than a year to find his family. His adoption must be completed before his 14th birthday.
Jing is very very bright and would like to be an astronomer some day. He is polite and thoughtful, never aggressive or even unkind. I was amazed at his kindness to younger children. He was slower to warm up to older children but not unfriendly.
Physically his body acts like he has CP. He has facial tics, making speech difficult, his hands struggle to do small things and his gait is also affected. It is believed that this may be a correctable condition and we hope to have medical tests run in the near future. Despite all this Jing never complained. He was willing to work hard and to learn new things. We did not find his "disabilities" to be a problem in any way.
He would do well in any family. We have no reservations recommending him to families."

Please check out his FACEBOOK page here!

My new favorite thing - homemade nut butter

I had no idea that making homemade nut butter was this quick and easy.

(and those are basically the 2 most important criteria for me in the kitchen…quick & easy)

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The odds are good that I am literally the LAST person on planet earth

who didn’t know and hadn’t done this… but, just incase, here’s my recipe.

Homemade Nut Butter (makes enough to fill a 12 oz. mason jar)

  • 1 1/2 cups cashews (roasted & salted)
  • 1 1/2 cups almonds (roasted & salted)
  • 1 tablespoon peanut oil (or any oil you like)
  • 1 tablespoon of honey

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  1. Put the nuts into a food processor.
  2. Process a few minutes, scraping down the sides occasionally. It will start to look like sticky sawdust.
  3. Keep processing and it will start to ball up into a big lump. Break it up occasionally and keep processing.
  4. Soon it will magically stop being in a lump and become creamier and smoother, this is when I add the oil & honey.
  5. Continue to process until it’s the texture you like – I like it pretty smooth. If it doesn’t seem as thin as you want, add another teaspoon of oil. I often do that because I primarily use mine as a dip for apples.

(You could use all almonds or all cashews but you may need to adjust the oil & honey accordingly. I find the almonds are less sweet and need more oil.)

This is actually EASY, HEALTHY and YUMMY.

3 words who rarely share the same sentence.

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Have you made nut butter? Share any tips or recipes!

Got a spare brother?

Our son has always said he likes being the ONLY BOY with 4 sisters.

Every now and then he reminds us that, if we adopt again, he’d like us to stick with girls so that he can keep his position as “the only boy.”

However, on the ride to church this week he offered a new idea:

“How about we get another boy and he can be like a 'spare brother’.

We could keep him FROZEN until I can’t get any of my sisters to play with me…

and then we could unfreeze him.”

“Oh and don’t worry… while he was frozen I would feed him, so he stayed alive and stuff.”

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Umm…yeah… I think the Department of Children’s Services would definitely be on board with that plan.

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When Facebook Shows that my Message has been Seen

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When I send a private message to a friend on Facebook…. and it shows that my message has been SEEN……and yet my friend does not write a RESPONSE…

…it seems to me that there are 3 possibilities:

1) The recipient saw my message, secretly hates me, is tired of living the charade of pretending to like me, and is currently pondering if she wants to keep living this lie.

2) The recipient USED to like me, until she read this message, in which I inadvertently offended her beyond all measure and will never be able to make up for the damage I’ve done.

3) The recipient is being held hostage and shown her messages but is unable to respond due to her hands being tied behind her back…in an old wooden chair…in an abandoned warehouse.

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Sure, I suppose there’s also a 1% chance that the person was busy and didn’t have time to respond at that exact moment, but I think my possibilities are more realistic.

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I, for one, was SO much happier when I had no idea if my friend had ever received my messages.

Ignorance is such beautiful bliss.

Anyone else relate to my weirdness??