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Roasted Carrots with Honey

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A great side dish to go with just about anything. Except maybe spaghetti…

If you are having trouble getting family members to eat vegetables, try this. If they still don’t eat it, keep it for yourself!

Prep Time: 5-10minutes

Cook Time: 30 minutes

Total Time: 40 minutes

 Servings: 4

INGREDIENTS:

1 pound small to medium carrots

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For Kids and Adults !

2 tablespoons olive oil

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2 tablespoons honey – light honey is the BEST

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Tarragon or Herbs de Provence

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INSTRUCTIONS:

  1. Set oven to 400 degrees.
  2. Peel carrots
  3. In a large bowl, mix honey, olive oil, tarragon or herbs d’provence
  4. Roll carrots between your hands the oil mix and cover carrots with honey mix OR if you prefer not to get your hands sticky, toss and/or brush with mix
  5. Put into a Dutch oven, oiled, or in a baking dish lined with foil and with olive oil
  6. Bake for 20-35 minutes or ‘til  tender and slightly caramelized…

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Stuffed Green Peppers

reblogging since my WP is being kinda odd…

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Caveat: This lo-cal, high protein meal is a great amount of food (one pepper? I can eat 1/2 and be stuffed).

This beautiful recipe I wrote back in… 2004 and it hasn’t failed to garner oohs and ahs. It’s packed with rice, ground beef, sauces and onions and more, and is another forgivable recipe you can tweak to your food preferences. I have replaced the ground beef with corn and other vegetables for a vegetarian option. Calorie count will be different, however.

One of the things I like about this dish is if I don’t feel up to stuffing the peppers, I can chop the peppers up, toss them in with the mix, and be done with it in a shorter period of time. Oh, but they are so pretty when they full of goodies and and baked.

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Let’s get to it so you can enjoy it!

8 green, yellow…

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Book… Work… Sorta…

So. Here’s the thing.

I’ve no idea why but around 3:30 p.m. I now apparently need a senior nap. This really messes with my ability to finish working on my book.

Okay, similar with social media.

But that is not the point! I get through approximately oh, say, 6 chapters of my last edits before I send to my grammar cop and then (no matter what I am working on, my eyes flutter shut and my laptop sliding from my lap is the only thing that wakes me. Then, I go lay down and hours (no not power napping, rats) later I finally come to, get dinner ready, exercise, shower, then hit the hay early.

Yeesh. I used to: get up at 7 a.m. or thereabouts, go to bed at 2 a.m. almost religiously. Now bedtime is 11 p.m. and rising is maaaaaybe 8 a.m.

I hope and pray I never end up in a nursing home because rising time is 5:30 a.m. and bedtime is 3:30 p.m. Well, who knows. By then that may be a welcome change.

Maybe because I know the grammar cop is after me.

Friends

What happens when one loses a spouse and can’t afford to live in his home any longer? Is a disabled veteran?

Roger Peterson does what others have not: donated his home to other disabled veterans, having paid out of his pocket for much of the construction while awaiting a 503 charity status.

I know Roger, I recalled when his wife passed away. He hardly had funds for a basic funeral and was lost without her. Now, he is giving from his heart.

These are days when it is tough to give, especially to someone you don’t know. I know where my finances stand and I can barely scrape enough money together to pay my bills, but I will give what I can even if it’s 5 bucks. And, spread the word. There is surely a good soul out there or many who have a heart for the disabled veterans.

This is the GoFundMe page to help him finish work on the home for vets.

https://www.gofundme.com/donna039s-place

 

 

 

https://www.gofundme.com/donna039s-place

Ah… back to reality

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So…

Because my posts float here to there to back again wherever, I am going to get a thousand other blogs. Yarp.

So I will post here my new blog sites, etc., so it will only be mildly confusing. Sound good? Am I insane? Shush.

I am going to (before I take off and do ‘other’ stuff i.e. make other WP sites) post what I read in the Tanakh today, specifically chapter 10. The Israelites again (and recall, if you will, that the church does the all the time. Not just one denomination, but all. And also, we individually do this. So don’t make the assumption that I am picking on Israel) messed up and immediately started worshipping other idols.

Particularly Baal — that is Dagan (Zebul) which was once renamed in derision by Israel as ‘lord of the flies.’

But back to falling into this idol worship. An idol is that which is anything or anyone that is worshipped above God. Hey, that’s just a reminder.

God had saved them over again, constantly each time they did this, from running from Egypt and on, because of His compassion and His promises. I suspect (though He already knew what was happening and that it would happen again) He heaved a sigh and said, ‘Have it Your Way,’ like the Ole Blue Eyes song, I Did it My Way.

Israel (past, present and future) were taken captive and sold to the Philistines (not Palestinians… Philistines–ya, forget it, I’ll explain another day) and Ammonites, and thoroughly crushed and oppressed, physically and spiritually. I see this spiritually in my ‘now’ as Satan trying to steal my joy, my devotion and my Promised Land. To destroy my faith.

I actually have been there. Done that. Got the tee shirt. Went to the conference called…’Been There.’ Sadly, just like Israel, more than once. Tsk.

The enemies even crossed the Jordan taking the Israelites captive from the Promised Land, that which they’d live for already more than a century.

If you know anything about human trafficking, being sold into enemy hands never turns out well.

The Israelites knew how God so often saved them (suddenly He was convenient again and they wanted Him to wave a magic wand–how many times are we just great with our own idolatry of stuff, but when something BIG happens, we remember to say God help me?), but superficially, not spiritually. Just as in the times during Rome, the leaders didn’t give a whit to changing their hearts, what they wanted was to keep their arrogance (their idolatry = themselves).

But God says, ‘let your gods save you.’ Reminiscent of Romans 1:28-32 –the future of not just folks hanging out on earth for whatever reason but for the church who follows suit. (https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+1%3A28-32&version=NIV )

Finally… another sigh from God, he hears them cry out again, and saves them from themselves out of compassion. By His arm. Again, another reminder of the NT, Ephesians: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ephesians+2&version=NIV

I implore you, look into yourselves. What is YOUR idol? I have many days by the way when I need to stop and remember who is God… me? No. My stuff? Not so much. And on and on.

So… that being shorter than many of my posts on the Tanakh, I now go to set up more sites…

eee gads

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Here’s the problem. I stay up late anyway, got age-related insomnia. I suspect.

But yesterday, was out and about, without access to my awesome well water and the city water was pukable. So, thinking I was wise in my own eyes, I made a gallon of tea and drank the whole thing. The entire morning, afternoon, and evening.

Yep.

Which meant a lot of er, interruptions. Add to that, multi-tasking at lightspeed, dancing to rap (which I highly dislike), then on social media, hush… while typing without looking at my computer, and wide, wide awake until 3:30 a.m.

Well, after all the fun below it was 4:30 a.m.

Thankfully, no sugar was added to this or things might have been much worse. Still, had upset tummy from this and after trying to get hubby to stop snoring and my tummy under control, headed for the way-too-short couch to sleep. Then comes hubby bright-eyed at 7 a.m.

“Whatcha doin’ out here?” or some such. I mumbled something and felt well enough to plant my face into bed. Needless to say I slept like the dead. Coming off a clearcut high and crashing.

wot?

I’ve never had illicit drugs (or legit drugs that do this) but wowsa if this is like what drug addicts go through, then my heart goes out to those jonesing. Kind of like what I am doing for just a hit of tea.

Should I find a twelve-step program? “Hi. My name is Claire and I am addicted to Lipton tea.” Would that fly?

Just curious.

So, when I did drag myself from the bed I ended up drinking 2 pots of coffee, not 2 cups.

That was a zone I have never experienced before, and will probably never do this ever, ever again. With the exception of finishing off that one… glass… of tea.

Avoiding the Edit (yeesh)

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OKAY YES. I am in denial, dodging the final edit of my WIP which is really the very, very last time to look at the MS having only 20 chapters left (out of 41).

Instead, I have been fiddling with social media. Browsing Amazon. For stuff I really don’t need. The whole time. Nevertheless, there on Amazon I fondle thoughts of the ‘yeah… that would come in handy. Should I pay a bill, first? Nah. Wait. Maybe.’

Yes, Sally. The whole time. I do my best (no, no, the worst) browsing for stuff on Amazon at night. As an insomniac, it is what I do, and thankfully, not for a living. Oh, if only. I have to admit that purchasing a Ron Popeil’s Ronco Rotisserie from some TV ad was the hands down best purchase I have ever made. I’ve had 3… one too small, the next my son accidentally broke, and the next, he bought and we share. Now twice as much $ as when we bought them.

yee haw!

Along with things like lights for when the electricity goes off and we’re left in the dark (TV ad). OH. And beeswax for candles which I hand-roll for Christmas presents Amazon). And some useful appliances, most of which are non-electric (for those times when there’s no electricity, I mean, coffee is essential to life! I have a wood stove so cooking is a cinch. BBQ in the summer). See? A few things come from there. Over the past 19 years <cough>.

Lest you think I am lazy at all things, I did read Judges, chapter 9 today, which is a cool read. So, lemme get to it.

Verse 2, I just want to point out archeology has found this site and identified as Israel’s land.

Next and unfortunately, after the death of Gideon, the leaders and the entire city fell back into complete, utter slavery to evil. Abimelech became arrogant, power-hungry, murdered all but one of his brothers, and destructive of the Jewish faith by worshiping idols (sounds familiar, like ‘the devil comes to kill, steal and destroy) and decided he’d take power from God as king for himself. He destroyed the fields by salting them so the faithful would have nothing.

He went onto campaigns of murder by going after the faithful, killing men and women warriors (like martyrs of Old and New testament and even today’s world). Those faithful who fled to a stronger tower (‘resist the devil and he will flee’). A woman pushed a large ROCK (Jesus?) onto Abimelech’s head (crushing it like in Genesis 3?)

The rest of the enemies were freaked out, understandably and fled where they were destroyed (hell?)

Anywho… that is my read for the day, praying that it is correct in the interpretation.

Now, I am off to exercise self-control over social media.

Caught up in the moment…

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I got caught up over the understanding of Christianity yesterday and didn’t share on chapter 8 of Judges. What I saw. So I will post both chapters 8 and 9. Chapter 8 is a bit longer, 9 is short.

In chapter 6 as recap, Gideon was told to take on the Midianites. Even he doubted.

Chapter 7 continues. Gideon had amassed 22,000 men willing to go into battle. God said, cut that amount to 300… against a huge military might of the Midianites– those who stopped at the stream to drink first. God ‘sifted them,’ I suspect by faith in God vs. their own arrogance. Hmm. Us? Our church leaders?

So, this small band (needed Living Water… ) and on their own were small and weak (reminds me of those in Philadelphia, the city near the modern city of Manisa in Turkey mentioned in Revelation, also called the ‘seat of Satan,’ in chapter three).

The Israelites were surrounded by evil, evil people, cruel and brutal (the same people in Genesis who sold Joseph into slavery in Egypt). The numbers were so great they were unable to count them. God gave one man a dream that Israel was about a loaf of barely. Barley was considered the inferior grain.

When he told Gideon, this encouraged him, again like in Revelation to the church of Philadelphia. Gideon separated the 300 into 3 companies with empty jars they smashed (breaking chains of evil?).

At the sound of the jars being destroyed and the trumpet (shofar), God’s very presence threw the Midianites into complete confusion and then they turned on themselves, killing one another. This original army was 135,000 give or take. The remainder of these invaders dropped to 22,000.

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Many, but not all believers joined, encouraged. They captured the evil leaders of the Midianites and too the to the rock (? um… Jesus typology?), killed them (Jesus’ death on the cross, nailing sin/evil to that cross?) and brought the heads (yuck) back as a sign to the Israelites as God’s victory over demonic forces.

The weak are only strong in God. This is reiterated throughout the Tanakh and the New Testament. “The victory is the LORD’s,” “This is the word of the LORD to Zerubbabel: “Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit,” says the LORD Almighty… and ”And He said to me, “My grace suffices you, for My power is perfected in weakness.” ‘Therefore will I boast rather most gladly in my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.’

Now, in chapter 8, like the time of Jesus, Jews at that time refused to 1. give help to Gideon and 2. did not recognize God as royalty with the wealth and riches of the kingdom to come and freedom, as did the Gentiles. Gideon pronounced the final judgement for those who rejected God and returned to idol worship– with their death. Sad. But historical.