By Lynn, on March 22nd, 2008%
I really wanted to make hot cross buns for this weekend, but I knew with my work schedule it would be hard. I found this great recipe on line at Betty Crocker for Bread Machine Hot Cross Buns. The hot cross buns turned out great!

The dough is out of the bread machine and rises for 10 minutes.
It is then separated into 16 buns, as per directions.

They will rise, covered, in a warm place for 40 minutes. Then they’ll be ready for their egg wash.

You can tell they’ve risen greatly. You also may be wondering about the fruit I’ve used. I stayed with the recipe’s call for one cup of fruit, but I used 1/2 raisins and 1/2 dried cherries. Some of the dried cherries did not mix in well, but they were still great to just pick up and eat after baking. They also looked pretty around the buns. I think next time I’ll add them to the dough earlier. If they end up being too heavy and not mixing again next time, I’ll switch to currants.

They not only came out looking great but tasting great. Princess of the universe took a couple to our neighbors — a couple who have no children. She also let them pick one of her freshly colored Easter eggs.
It’s been a good day,
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 22nd, 2008%
Just wanted to invite you to see a part of my antique postcard and photo collection. I’ve added some of my antique Easter postcards. They’re awfully sweet!

Innately Gray
Happy Easter Weekend,
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 21st, 2008%
On my way into work today, I stopped at the thrift store. I found some keepers.

It’s so pretty! There’s a crack in the glass, but it appears to be quite old. The back says,
A YOUNG MOTHER
Published by
M.T. SHEAHAN,
Boston
And next…

“I felt as if I were walking with Destiny, and that all my past life had been but a preparation for this hour and this trial…”
Published in 1965, this book is CHURCHILL: Portrait of Greatness, by Relman Morin. I love books about great men and women of history!
Also…

This matted print — for 1 dollar — is beautiful. It’s 10 x 14. Garden in May by Maria Oakey Dewing (1845 – 1927).
Well, it’s off to bed here. I bet it’s after midnight by now!
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 21st, 2008%
I woke up this morning knowing that I go back to work today after being off my regular days, and prior to that being sick. It’s been 7 days since I worked last. I have mixed feelings, to say the least.
I walked out into the garden early this morning. I’m thankful to have a little garden to walk out into! I was met at the door by two hungry cats.

Fluffy acts wild when she’s hungry.

Once I had the cats’ bowl filled, I walked around with a bag of birdseed to fill up the feeders. I love to watch the birds in the mornings while I have my green tea and read my bible.

On the way back around the house, I noticed just how close my Akebia is to blooming. It can be an invasive plant, I suppose in a more wooded setting where it can go wild, but it’s one of my very favorites in my little yard. Soon it will have my arbor covered in the sweetest-smelling, beautiful little blooms ever! You’ll notice the sun is just peeking out.

Filling up the feeders was worth it this morning, if only for enjoying the beauty of a pair of bluejays that kept coming to the feeder.

Aren’t they lovely, even if they are a bit aggressive? Later in the morning I went out to my goldfish pond to sit and enjoy my last bit of time at my home-sweet-home before going to work. I love that the hyacinth is blooming.

I had to take a picture of the border so you can see how quickly it is jumping out. Soon — I hope — this bed will be bursting with blooms!

I sat by the goldfish pond and admired the beauty of a camelia petal that was caught in the water fountain.

I take my thoughts of home and my wonderful family with me where ever I go. My last couple of hours before leaving are spent sitting outside, talking with my children and just enjoying home.

Hope you are having a great Friday!
Hoping to check in later,
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 20th, 2008%
“There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy.” Robert Louis Stevenson
Some of the joys of my day have been these.
I have thought many times lately how nice it’d be to have a footstool in front of my loveseat to warm my toes at the old heater now that I’ve rearranged my living room. As if left just for me, an old footstool with a ratty top was found at Goodwill for 2.98. Recovered, it’s perfect.

I was inspired by Mary at Across the Pond, to set a bunny or two out, only my bunnies aren’t nearly as elegant as Mary’s. Meet Snowy, the bunny my now 17-year-old son carried around when he was little. If I recall correctly (and I’m sure I do), Joseph was arrayed in cowboy boots and batman cape, carrying a sword in one hand and Snowy in the other. Snowy is guarding the Hershey’s Kisses, but I’m afraid he’s not much of an imposing presence.

Our wooden box of books, which is perfect for standing books in and sits on the floor with a rolled-up sleeping bag close by for one princess of the universe to snuggle up in and read, now contains many bunny books.

As promised, here’s a picture of the tiered skirt on my sweetpea. She loves the skirt, and that makes me happy.

Last but not least is evidence that my rosemary seeds are indeed alive. The very first one has emerged! Rosemary plants take awhile to sprout from the seeds. It’s been 14 days now that I’ve been checking under the clear lid of the little “greenhouse” they are in. I expect and hope to see more poke through the soil over the next week.

Take joy.
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 20th, 2008%
I have never been a tofu eater, never been a big soy milk drinker, never really gotten “into” soy. Though I have had soy milk before, I prefer regular diary products. I eat meat, so I’m not a vegetarian looking for protein sources. I’ve just never had a big desire or need to eat a lot of tofu, or any kind of soy for that matter.
Imagine my shock when, in the middle of my breast biopsy, the doctor asked, “have you been eating a lot of soy?” My answer was no, but it set me to thinking.
I have done a lot of health and nutrition reading through the years. It’s one of my favorite subjects. I am sure that I have read things about soy before — positive and negative, but my mind just “read and released” the information as I did not think it pertained to me.
But there I am getting a biopsy and the doctor asked had I been eating soy. She would not have asked that for no reason. Would she?
I challenge you to read the ingredients in the foods you buy and see just how little is available on our grocery store shelves that does not have soy. We try to stick to the basics such as our venison, a bit of store-bought meat to cook, potatoes, beans, rice, milk, oatmeal, fruits and vegetables, but we also like cereals and crackers and granola and an occasional protein drink or mayonaise on a sandwich or a salad dressing that doesn’t have to be made from scratch or a container of yogurt or a loaf of store-bought bread. Well, you get the picture.
You no longer see just “lecithin.” It’s “soy lecithin.” Many “nutritious” snacks now have soy isolates or soy protein. The oils? Soybean oil or canola oil (which I am also not a fan of at all).
Just how much soy have I consumed without even thinking about it? I have always been an ingredient reader, but I fell into the trap of viewing soy as neutral and thus not thinking much about it, but I think that soy may be very dangerous. At least unfermented soy, that is.
In her book, Before the Change: Taking Charge of Your Perimenopause , Dr. Ann Louise Gittleman says,
“One of my concerns about unfermented soy relates to the widely reported idea that it prevents breast cancer. It appears that soy isoflavones bind with human cell estrogen receptors, and by occupying space in these receptors, prevent cancer cells from finding a “home.” Therefore, in some cases, soy is thought to protect against breast cancer. However, research has also shown that soy may enhance a common type of estrogen-feeding breast cancer.
She goes on to mention research where Dr. Craig Dees concluded that soy isoflavones caused breast cancer cells to grow. It has also been reported that high levels of genistein may contribute to breast cancer and that genistein may negate the effect of tamoxifen (a breast cancer treatment)
Soy contains goitrogens that interfere with normal thyroid function. Soy shrinks the brain. (!)
In her book, New Menopausal Years, The Wise Woman Way: Alternative Approaches for Women 30-90 (Wise Woman Herbal Series, Book 5) (Wise Woman Ways) , Susun Weed says, “Soy has a dark side.” She goes on to say that,
“Fermented soy foods (such as miso and tamari) clearly protect against breast cancer. But tofu, soy “milk,” and other soy products expose breast tissues to extra estrogens which may increase breast cancer risk, especially during and after menopause.”
There’s more, but I’ll stop there. And I have more books with even more information. I guess it just did not strike me before because I’m not a soy eater. At least I didn’t think I was. Now, however, that I am looking intently at all labels for soy, I’m finding it in a huge number of products. It makes me mad at whoever, or whatever, is behind the campaigns to market soy products to women, and especially soy formulas to new mothers! And don’t even get me started on how much soy our boys and girls have consumed in their short lives.
Here’s a page on Dr. Mercola’s website about soy. It contains a great video you might want to watch. I think he explains very well the dangers of soy.
I see oodles and oodles of women come through the store, their carts loaded down with soy products. And since my own quest to completely eliminate soy from this home, I have had no less than three women come to me at work and share their personal stories with soy. One has breast cancer that was estrogen fed and her doctor told her to stop the soy! The next told me of large cysts or growths on her ovaries and part of her thyroid having to be removed, and her doctor told her to stop the soy! Yet another felt she had been unknowingly feeding — again, cysts and fibroids around her uterus and ovaries and now is finding it difficult to eat “normally” without encountering soy. Yes, soy is all around us.
I guess the bottom line is that soy and I are not friends, and I would urge you, if you are a big soy milk drinker and tofu eater, to do a bit more research. This site is not for diagnostic purposes, I am not a doctor nor a nutritionist, and I do not propose that I have all the facts. I’m just sharing some things that have landed on the table before me in my own experiences.
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 19th, 2008%
By Lynn, on March 18th, 2008%
Heather, I hope this helps you somewhat.
I am not the most talented seamstress nor am I the most eloquent narrator. Anyway…

The first thing I do is get my fabric together and decide if I want 3 tiers or 4. If I have a lot of scraps and the fabrics match well and will hang well together, then 4. If I have just one kind of fabric, I usually do 3 tiers.
I measure how long I want the skirt to be on my daughter. In this case about 25 inches. In this case I was also working with one kind of fabric so I will do 3 tiers. I want each finished tier to be, then, roughly 8 inches in height. The bottom one will be a bit longer at about 9 inches. Do you read all these “abouts?” I am not exact and like to just wing anything.

Start with the first tier. It’s the crucial one as far as measuring. It must be bigger than the hips at least an inch or 2 or more, depending on the fabric and how loose a fit you want. I went about 2-1/2 inches larger in measurement than her hips on this one.
I allow about 1/2 inch for each side seam. Allow about 1-1/4 inches at the top for a casing for elastic. I also allow about 1/2 inch for the seams between each of the tiers. As mentioned above, I do put a seam in each side of the skirt, so each tier is two pieces of fabric. You could have just one seam, if you wanted.

Make the next tier in the same fashion, allowing — again — 1/2 inch seam allowance at the top and bottom and on each side, and then increase the size of the tier by 2 or 3 inches over the first tier.
Sew the side seam(s) on the tier and then do a wide basting stitch around the top of the tier so that you can gather the top.
Here’s my second tier, gathered at the top and ready to be turned and attached to the first tier.
You want the top of the second tier to fit the bottom of the first tier. Then, have the first tier right-side-out, turn the second tier inside-out (they’ll be right sides together), and place the edges even where you will sew the two tiers together. Pin and sew. I double-stitch to help prevent raveling.
Here’s a picture…

Of course the next step is to make the third tier, exactly like you did the second one, again increasing by 2 or 3 inches in circumference and allowing for seams. You will gather it at the top, turn it, pin it into place on the second tier and sew it into place. If you have two side seams, remember to line the seams up!
As far as a hem allowance, it totally depends on the fabric and what you want to do in addition to hemming. I usually do a very tiny hem on the sewing maching, but with this beautiful fabric, which I’m sure was a curtain panel, there was already a large, beautifully sewn hem which I incorporated right into the last tier. I wouldn’t dream of not using it!
I also wanted to add a ribbon trim around the bottom of the skirt and the large hem made this easier to accomplish.
The last thing to do is make a casing for the elastic, leaving an opening to put your elastic in. I let my daughter thread the elastic — attached to a safety pin — through the casing.

Then I sewed together the two ends of elastic and let them go back into the casing and then finished closing the casing.

The skirt is SO cute! She loves it. I promise I’ll post a picture when she wears it. For now, it’s hanging around, ready to be donned and twirled around in!

I will try to get a picture in natural sunlight, as the flash does just not do the ribbon and fabric justice. They look great together.
Hope that helps,
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 18th, 2008%
Housework, man! But in all actuality, I probably did more playing than cleaning today. I got “stuck” in my daughter’s room and had way too much fun.

Is there anything better than a clean house? And a homemade quilt on the bed? Maybe it just doesn’t take much to make me happy.
I sorted socks and played dolls for a bit. Then I weeded out worn-out clothes. And I dressed a few teddy bears. You get the picture.
Out with the old and in with the new. Princess of the universe has a framed photo in her room: an 8×10 of whatever is new or she deems interesting. Today, I surprised her by printing our Braids picture and placing it in the frame. She likes it!

I enjoyed getting Bitty Baby in her high chair. She had her face and hands washed, as did all the other baby dolls. They just get dirty and need a bath from time to time. A few drops of essential oil in my cleaning water makes them smell good, too. After getting cleaned up, the other two babies were dressed and put into their crib.

This is the crib princess of the universe slept in as a newborn, by the way. There’s something so sweet and magical and fleeting about being in my daughter’s room. I think I want the dolls and the innocence of playing house to never end.

The bears are dressed and on the bed, ready to be read to. Or to partake of some tea. Either one would be quite fun.
Big, soft, floppy and sort-of-heavy teddy bears, dressed in real baby clothes, are awfully good to hold. I should know.

The dresser top was wiped clean and everything put back into its proper place. Including a picture of the best cousin in the universe.
And last, but certainly not least, is the doll house. I am, after all, the silly girl who started The Year of The Doll House. I have not mentioned it of late and I am well aware of that. I’m concerned that some might wonder if it just fell off the map. Well, no.

We still play. In all honesty, I have not met my own challenge to play everyday, but my personal mission to play dolls with my daughter every day this year has heightened an awareness within me of how much I need to pay complete attention to her. I’m still committed. We are still playing dolls, but my daughter has had sick days, I have had sick days, there have been days that we felt we’d rather draw or read, and there have been beautiful days that she just wanted to go outside. I am still grateful for the idea and we have many doll house adventures to come before 2008 is over, I hope.
Lynn
By Lynn, on March 18th, 2008%
Yesterday I called one of these…

“a transformer or a transformer cover or whatever it’s called.”
As I mentioned, I did check with dear husband when he came home from work. He promptly informed me that they are insulators. They insulate other nearby materials from the live wires that course around them. That way the electricity can carry on doing what it’s supposed to be doing, uninterrupted.

After supper, we all walked outside and looked at the large insulator on the power pole at the edge of our own yard. Yes, it makes perfect sense. It was a quick but worthy science lesson and something I should have already known.
Better late than never.
Lynn
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About Lynn
I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.
I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.
For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool.
The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 20
Son, John, 17
Daughter, Michaela, 13
Annie Fatso Beagle
My Symphony
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884
What You Do Sow a thought, reap an action.
Sow an action, reap a habit.
Sow a habit, reap a character.
Sow a character, reap a destiny.
Contact Me
I would for you to leave a comment, but you can also e-mail me at lynn AT thehealthyhomeschool.com
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