"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Monday, May 31, 2010

I Will Never Forget

Memorial Day will always be very personal for me. I hate that I know what it means to pay the ultimate price, it never is easy no matter how much time passes. Yet, I understand and I love this nation so much.
Captain David P. Gibson...thank you.
I have loved you all my life and missed you just as long,
Love your daughter,

Saturday, May 29, 2010

A Daughter's First Dance

Our homeschool group is having an end of year semi formal dance tonight. For my daughter it is her first dance. My daughter is a sweetie pie for sure. You see the other morning, Bill came in from his truck(he was heading to work), and he had tears in his eyes...I was concerned but he said "look what I found," holding up an envelope.

"What is is?" I asked. He said it is a note from our daughter and this is what it said:

Dear Mr. William(last name),

I request your companionship for the dance to be held on the evening of the twenty-ninth of May from 7:30 pm to 10:00 pm.

Yours Truly,


Now to be honest I choked up too. This moment the teen girl could be the teen and go with a young man or a gaggle of girls, but she chose to share this special dance with her dad. I am sure she will have many more dances but this one is special and she decided to really make it a memory for all of us. Daddy has been Dad for several years now, but she realizes that she will always be Daddy's little girl.

Bill and Fourth

Monday, May 10, 2010

Awesome New Mexico Deer

Anyone who has read my blog for a while knows how much I love wildlife, conservation, rockhounding, etc. I go overboard often, when I see an animal in its natural environment...

This weekend my family took me to Three Rivers Petroglyph site for Mother's Day. It is a few miles down the road from my house and it is an incredible place to go. Before we went we made a stop at the local supermarket for ice and a few supplies. That is where I saw a New Mexico deer. It is unlike any deer I have ever seen before, and after careful research have come to the conclusion that it must be a mix of some southern United States species.

I made Bill circle around so we could take a photo in its native New Mexico habitat.

View #1...lower your voices kids, we don't want to frighten it off.

View #2 Woohoo, it looks like an eight pointer!!
View #3
Yes the backdrop of the Sacramento's with our very own NM Deer was well worth the slow crawl drive and the constant shushing of the kids, to capture this fabulous shot. In case you are wondering, our neck of the woods is booming, and although the economy is struggling...in southern NM things aren't so bad. Perhaps it is a bit of attitude mixed in~dontcha think?!

*I will have an upcoming post of the Three Rivers Petroglyph site, as it was incredible~ have a wonderful week!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mother's Day

This is a repost of my Mother's Day message...I wrote this a few years ago on one of my other blogs! I pray everyone had a lovely Mother's Day~

Happy Mother's Day

While driving on our vacation, I was thinking about Sunday, Mother's Day. I have written about my mom and my mother-in-law, but for this post I am writing about me.

No, I am not vain. I am just going to tell you why I am writing about me. When I was a little girl, I was a tom- boy and a girly- girl. I had baby dolls, that I played 'school' with, but I also played and participated in every kind of sport. I love to play(especially baseball). But in the seventies and eighties, girls were being taught a whole new message. We were taught that for some reason home life is petty, and a stay home wife and mother was a sad career choice. So I began to suppress my thoughts of becoming a mom. I always have wanted to be a stay home mom(and wife). But by about the 4th grade I understood that I now should want 'more".

I never wanted more, and pretended well, working, going to college and being the New American Woman. Talk about being untrue to myself.

Then I got this crazy idea that I could be even more in California. I cashed out my bank accounts and loaded up my car and headed west. Along the way I stopped in Nevada, fell in love and married. More became the actual dream...I became a wife, then a year later I was given the role that has changed my life. In June of 1989, I became a mother for the first time. That was the role I was designed for! I am so thankful that I never let go of my inside dream!
I became a who I am thanks to my sweet, charming, husband. Mother's Day for me is a day that I cook for my sweet family. A day I get to personally thank them for being my children and thank my husband for having believed in me enough to trust me to have children. They are a lifetime commitment, and truly have their own little minds!

But I am so grateful that I embraced being a woman. Being a wife and mother is truly a gift from God. There is nothing shameful in staying home and taking care of the family. In fact it is a comfort to be able to have this opportunity. So when you reflect on tomorrow, and the significance of Mother's Day, thank God for the opportunity. Thank your spouse and love your babies no matter how old they are. Most importantly be a gracious mom. Expect the gift of a smile, not a diamond. Expect the gift of a hug when they rest of the day is falling around you.
So to all my readers thank you all for visiting, and for Mother's Day share the warmth, hugs, and love. Thank your mom for being who she is, and thank your spouse for either helping you in your role of being a mother, or giving you an opportunity to be one.

Jennifer Mom

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Please Remember

It's Pot Holder Season!

Here in New Mexico we have different seasons than the rest of the country. When I was a girl in Ohio, we had spring, summer, winter and fall~ in New Mexico we have Tarantula Migration Season, Monsoon Season, Woodstove at Night Season and Pot Holder season.

Pot Holder Season is wonderful and requires seasonal gear much like those familiar with winter requiring scarves, hats and boots.
Let's see if I can explain the season to foreigners(not of the scorching southwest): temperatures in Pot Holder Season stay above 95 or so and often over 100 for days, weeks and months on end...and enclosed spaces-such as vehicles, become mini ovens. To handle the steering wheel and to shift gears one needs Pot Holders as gloves are too hot. Even running the air conditioner does not cool the wheel fast enough!

When you see pot holders in a car, now you understand...

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

A Quarter of a Century

I cannot believe it even as I type this...a quarter of a century has passed since I graduated from high school! It does not feel like time has passed until I realize that I have two sons older than I was when I graduated.

So confession time- I joined Facebook to reconnect with classmates and for awhile, enjoyed playing the games with my daughter. Now I use Facebook to hear from my oldest son. It makes Afghanistan seem much closer and much less worrisome.

I have found that some of the people I went to high school with are exactly the same, well add some wrinkles, some weight, subtract some hair and we are the same...

I thought it be fun to share what things were like in 1985 going to school literally in the middle of a corn field. In fact it is still in the middle of a corn field and nothing seemed to change~well you better read the list, as I guess some things changed!
  1. ceilings were raised to deal with the hair teasing
  2. everyone wore sunglasses at night, as the clothing was so NEON
  3. mullets were in
  4. Valley girls and square pegs made sense
  5. The Cosby's were part of our life
  6. FOX became a channel that we sometimes were able to get with a hangar toggled
  7. if a boy drove a truck to high school there was a rifle rack in the window, with a rifle
  8. we actually went places without 24 hour contact with our parents - and survived
  9. teachers wore suit coats or skirts/dresses
  10. you were asked to spit out your gum if you were caught chewing it
  11. Danielle Steele captivated the girls
  12. Sadie Hawkins dances were fun
  13. when the school day ended you had to wait until the next day to visit with friends...or pay long distance- no facebook, no email, no chat, no cell phone
  14. a school mascot was an Indian and no one was mad, as the area you grew up in had the Seneca, the Wyandot, and many other tribes...
  15. no one needed to take a water bottle to school, that is what the drinking fountain was for
  16. book covers were made out of paper sacks saved from the grocery store- and you could make it without using tape
  17. detentions were embarrassing
  18. Michael Jackson was black
  19. Ronald Reagan was president
  20. America was proud of its history
  21. riding the school bus or walking to school was the only way to get to school- no molly coddling mommy's drove kids two blocks...
  22. lawn darts was a fun game
  23. Home Ec and Shop Class were serious options
  24. my senior year was the first year a computer class was offered(but not for credit)
  25. it was only 40 years since WWII ended- meaning the veterans of WWII could be as young as 58...for reference it has been 35 years since the Vietnam war ended
  26. We were scared of a nuclear war with the Soviets-remember Red Dawn? Now we cannot recognize who our threat is- as the word terrorist is not PC unless it is combined with homegrown
  27. Elizabeth Taylor was marrying someone in his forties...just like now
  28. Ted Kennedy had run for president...now we see a time when no Kennedy is in the federal government
  29. Shacking up was rare...now hmm
  30. In January 1985 the mandatory seat belt law was passed
  31. We boycotted the Moscow Olympics
  32. New Coke Debuts
  33. May 20 1150 Palestinian prisoners exchanged for 3 Israelis...some things never change
  34. Major League Baseball strike
  35. There was an East and West Germany
  36. Hijacking of the Achilli Lauro and TWA Flight 847
  37. We are the World to help starving children in Africa debuted
  38. Dow Closed at 1546
  39. gallon of gas cost $1.09
  40. Boris Becker won Wimbledon at 17
  41. Back to the Future, Cocoon, Rocky IV and Rambo II
  42. and I was at a loss at what I would do without high school...amazing!

Frankie Munez, Raven Symone, Ashley Tisdale, Zac Hanson, Haylie Duff,Ciara, and Reggie Bush were born in 1985

Funny how time flies when one lives life!

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

House of Belonging

A house of belonging should be open and warm.

A house of belonging allows for uniqueness even in gardening.

A house of belonging is not afraid of the turkeys, and does not let them get anyone "down!"

A house of belonging sees treasures even in cast off wood.

A house of belonging is a conservator in nature and coops can be built from recycled campaign signs.

A house of belonging appreciates the beauty that nature provides.

A house of belonging takes every opportunity to study other cultures.

A house of belonging sees potential in everything. The mighty spoon becomes a door handle to a green house.

A house of belonging introduces the study of science and nature in hands on methods.

A house of belonging surprises each member with breads made from even rootbeer.

A house of belonging appreciates the region it is in and utilizes the uniqueness it offers...in interesting ways.

A house of belonging understands where the hub truly is...

A house of belonging need not have the Sistine Chapel...and paints the floors instead.

A house of belonging loves playing games...Duck, Duck Duck...

A house of belonging can create its own pizza, with homemade sauce, homemade cheese and home grown spinach...yes this house of belonging resides on Double Nickel Farm(NM)

A house of belonging waste nothing, as pinto bean bread uses the residual juice from making pinto beans(as well as some of the beans).

A house of belonging need not travel to Africa to take a safari. Just take a drive to Las Cruces to see an Oryx.

A house of belonging never overlooks that God gives simple joy to us if we just open our eyes...note the heart on dear Obed's side.

A house of belonging can even make soap delightful.
A house of belonging recognizes things such as "Ireland I am coming home," every time the members look to their mountains, the Sacramento's.

A house of belonging welcomes the abundance provided when pumpkin seeds are tossed to the goats, and the flooding permitted 41 pumpkins to grow for the family!

A house of belonging welcomes the change of season and harvest the less ripe items to can, thanks to grandma's cookbook!

A house of belonging understands the climate and can create a garden uses methods proven yet not mainstream aesthetically.

A house of belonging accepts that the expected is never the reality. Look up and sometimes you get a more clear picture!

A house of belonging takes brown bananas and makes banana butter...you know when life gives you lemons...

A house of belonging creates income by making its own dish scrubbies.

A house of belonging has ample space to create any needed items.

A house of belonging runs smoothly if part of the grocer's list is generated everyday;)

A house of belonging understands that nutritionally a homemade loaf of bread is made of six ingredients while store bought contains over 40 ingredients.

A house of belonging saves even the scraps of fabric to piece together.

A house of belonging takes the pieced scraps and creates a bath rug.

A house of belonging makes breakfast breads.

A house of belonging makes bagels, oatbread, dinner rolls, and sourdough as homemade is best, and the most amazing room freshner ever!

A house of belonging is one that has its dents and dings, yet everyone still hangs out together.

A house of belonging is unique( keep an eye on this later on)

A house of belonging cherishes time with family in simple measures.

A house of belonging takes the time to refresh...with elegantly easy freezie drinks.

A house of belonging raises the bar for its members and does everything it can to support each member.

A house of belonging utilizes everything to include space to enhance everyone.

A house of belonging allows for surprises such as pumpkins growing in the mesquite!

A house of belonging introduces American folk art even in the mudroom(Norman Rockwell print)

A house of belonging should make everyone in that house feel as though they belong. In this photo is my kitchen table with the state(country) that every person was born in, also has two scriptures running down the center~Matthew 4:4, Galatians 5:22-23

A house of belonging should be one where even simple macaroni and hotdogs makes a lovely meal.

A house of belonging should be one where friends can visit and play!
A house of belonging is one where an old tv center can transform into a linen closet with decoupage skills! A house of belonging uses trash to create treasure, such as old suitcases that now house out of season clothing, neatly and creatively stored.

A house of belonging transforms even the simple cupboards into creative arenas with cookbooks lining the doors.

A house of belonging has real thorns as to remind one that with the good comes bad.

A house of belonging has simple life neatly arranged.
A house of belonging has the proper attire at its fingertips: shirtjacks for winter on the farm.

A house of belonging has lovely items that at a moment's notice can be filled for an afternoon picnic.

A house of belonging has meals ready when needed.

A house of belonging is not afraid of the old ways, in fact many times prefers them.

A house of belonging is unashamed of those that came before them.

A house of belonging is unafraid of using elbow grease for its members.

A house of belonging is unique to the times, to the location and to the budget.

A house of belonging enjoys handiwork!

A house of belonging brings the past with it as with this mirror that belonged to a father.

A house of belonging understands that fossils represent catastrophe and a promise.

A house of belonging knows its theme!

A house of belonging allows for sharing at the local Fair and even receiving ribbons for craftiness.

A house of belonging is ready for the next harvest that will feed the family.

A house of belonging is never finished, never complete, but a place that constantly adapts to those who live therein.

While preparing to move to the farm(and locating the ideal home) we lived in a rental-which is why you see a different kitchens! I was putting together some posts and this photo post just came to me, I hope that you enjoyed the House of Belonging!