good news

The homemade deodorant works!  To my surprise and yours too I bet.  It kicks butt in this Florida summer heat.  Here is the recipe if you want to try it too.

1/4 cup aluminum free baking soda

1/4 cup organic cornstarch (or arrowroot powder)

5-6 tablespoons coconut oil

5-10 drops tea tree oil

Mix all ingredients together and press into an old deodorant container. To use, let it rest against your skin for a couple seconds to soften the coconut oil, do one slow swipe under each arm and use the palm of your hand to spread it around.

The mixture melts above 75 degrees, so I keep it in my refrigerator so it stays in the deodorant mold.  If you don't want to do that but live in a hot climate I would put it in a jar of some sort and use your fingers to apply!

all my springs are in You!

a summer sew

thanks to the suggestion of my wonderful sister-in-law, Kristi,  I embarked on another sewing project that inspired my last post about seam ripping.  Dang it.

But this woman has taken a men's shirt and turned it into a summer dress.  Of course I could not follow the directions to a T.
But I did come up with this number after sewing, ripping and re-sewing.

the tank is not attached, just happened to be wearing it at the time.  Florida summers call for a number of breezy dresses and I have one more thanks to one XL man!

a new blog I appreciate

Fosterhood

a new friend in Jacksonville told me about this blog.  The blogger is a single woman in NYC who has become a fostermom.  She writes little blurbs about her experience.  It is eye-opening to read her stories.  And I am thankful she has opened her heart to little kiddos that need some lovin.  Check it out if you are interested.

www.fosterhood.tumblr.com

O Lord . . . how blessed are those who trust in You.

what have I been sewing lately?  I did finally put together some aprons for my sister and my mother (I hope there will be pictures to come, hint mom and april, wink, nudge, wink). . . but other than that I have become a professional seam ripper.  I am mostly learning what not to do.  Bummer.

Happy Father's Day Dad.  I LOVE YOU!  Look how young and spritely you look here.

on The Hiding Place

My suspicions were right.  Biographies are where it is at.  At least in this case.  I would highly recommend reading this.  I know some of you read it when you were in grade school.  It was worth the read and the gripping feeling in my stomach as I read her story.  Corrie ten Boom and her family walked with God through the horror of WWII.  It is challenging to see them trust God in such circumstances when I am tempted to distrust in little things.

This is a picture of Corrie's bedroom.  A brick wall was constructed to provide a secure hiding place for the various Jews she had hiding in her house at any time.  Amazing to think of the fear that people lived with compared to the comfort we live in now.  Thank You, God, for a testimony like hers.

100 degrees in Jacksonville right now.  Our only refuge is AC because our pool feels like a bath tub, so warm.

I love a good deal

More than loving a good deal, I love it when others tell me about that good deal.  Because I also dislike missing out on good deals.  

If you hear me, and don't know these two sites . . . then by all means.

                                                        

hip2save 

southernsavers

I know there are a million couponing sites out there.  But these ones I have used repeatedly.

if I were to pick a favorite team for the world cup based on jersey's alone, which is the only way to choose really, then I would choose greece.

On The Storm

title: 8 nods (the biggest drawing factor really)

artwork: not bad, 3 nods

"I want to finish this book"  no nods people.  not a great read in my opinion, John did not love it either,   and we like different types of books

I don't even care to finish the review.  I finished the book about a week ago and have had no drive to tell anyone about it.  So that should tell you something.  Sorry Freddie.

In case you are interested.  The story is about a man on his fifth marriage or something who has an estranged relationship with his brother . . . meh.

After testing the waters of a Fyodor Dostoevsky short story I am going to move into some biographies.  They might intrigue me a bit more.  Any good lives worth reading about?  I am up for suggestions.  I already have Corrie Ten Boom's biography on my nightstand waiting.

so I am gonna do it, I am going to make my own deodorant.  I know, I know, it sounds hippie, and it is.  But it is also economical and mostly it is more natural for my little pits.  So I am trying this homemade deodorant recipe.  And am in the process of getting the ingredients.  So I will keep you posted once I try it out.

by the by: I asked John if I made deodorant if he would use it, he said as long as it works and he doesn't smell like a toe.

next friday my husband is leaving on a trip.  He is going to World Cup Land, not literally, just figuratively. So his head will be in the game for the next, I don't know, month!  Even when a game is not on, he will be thinking soccer.  If you want to come visit me because I will be lonely and talking to myself feel free.

he makes me laugh a good deal

While reading Fearfully and Wonderfully Made by Dr. Paul Brand & Philip Yancey

Me:  John can I read you something.

John: sure. (listening intently)

Me: "The female runner still lags behind the male, and blame rests on the pelvis.  The projections on the man's pelvis allow for more powerful muscles, but a woman equipped with them could not bear a child.  Similarly, a man's hip sockets are close together, nearer the center of gravity, which enables more efficient movement.  If a woman's were similarly designed, there would be no room for the baby's head to extrude.  So the odd pelvic bone represents a summation of many different requirements.  When a woman wishes she could run faster or sway less or have a narrower base, let her know that the survival of the human race depends  upon her being just the shape she is."

John:  Wow . . . you are so slow and its for your baby.






note: I don't have a baby.

satisfy us in the morning with Your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.