As Kasse moves along with ruralwomenrock, enabling people to share, connect and participate - in part by teaching women to blog - a concern arose. What if we teach all these women to blog, and they neglect their responsibilities, turning an otherwise harmless tool, into something harmful? So I
told her I would address the issue, encouraging the use of ruralwomenrock
as a sharpening stone for each other, not a stumbling block.
Many things can become an obsession and or an
addiction. Hand sanitizer, audio books,
complaining, worrying, soy chi lattés,
taco bell, Sierra Nevadas' summer ale, blogging, nagging your husband, nagging your kids about marriage, nagging in general, Halloween decorations, stamp collecting. Apparently
I could go on and on with this - how about Angrybirds? What's consuming our thoughts? How do we keep reality in check? What is truly important and needs to take precedence?
Here is a little book I came across
In this allegory, a caterpillar finds such a pleasant mellow
glow inside a brown bottle that he rejects his friends and the outside world
altogether, and becomes completely dependent on the bottle which traps and
eventually kills him.
This is a killer song by a band we have been listening to recently, Count This Penny. Can't get the full version here, but you can by the EP for 5 bucks: http://www.countthispenny.com/fr_home.cfm
But there is also an older but complete version here: http://www.myspace.com/countthispennyband/music/songs/brown-bottle-54868854 Hit that big play button.
This is a killer song by a band we have been listening to recently, Count This Penny. Can't get the full version here, but you can by the EP for 5 bucks: http://www.countthispenny.com/fr_home.cfm
But there is also an older but complete version here: http://www.myspace.com/countthispennyband/music/songs/brown-bottle-54868854 Hit that big play button.
Is there anything that is keeping us from being responsible
to things which matter most?
I know being a raging alcoholic, or a meth addict is
different than blogging all the time. I guess it boils down to keeping up with what's
important. It's too easy for us humans to become selfish.
For me its Chi Tea, I think the more I drink the better I'll
work, and If I don't have it, my day won't
be as good as it could be.
So ladies, let's keep life in perspective, and enjoy it. Keep it honest, keep it real, and let our families, our responsibilities, play second fiddle to nothing. ....except for maybe....
I make my own because I am a tight wad.
4
1 1/2 in slices fresh ginger, or big chunk
2 2 in cinnamon sticks, or handful
8 whole cloves, or handful
15-20 green cardamom pods, again I don't
measure
2 capfuls vanilla, or just pour
1/2 cup honey
4c water
6 teabags
2 T sugar
Boil everything but the tea bags for
awhile, or, crock-pot everything but tea
bags on high 3-4 hours or low 7-8 hrs. Add tea bags let steep 10 min, remove
teabags. Pour contents over strainer into 1 quart beverage container. Add water to make 1 quart. This will get you
pretty much what comes in the picture. And make the house smell wonderful. I
never follow the exact directions, and have used maple syrup, brown sugar , and
date syrup, and it always turns out scrumptious.
Serve hot or over ice, equal parts tea
to milk, soy, cream, whatever fits your fancy. I like soy. I got addicted to
this working at Starbucks. I'm trying to
remember if they used vanilla soy milk for theirs.
Ecclesiastes 2:24-25
A person can do nothing better than to eat and drink
and find satisfaction in their own toil. This too, I see, is from the hand of
God, 25 for without him, who can eat or find enjoyment?
