It seems my posting has kind of slacked off lately...maybe because of routine. Nothing overly exciting or out of the way has been happening. I've been managing some of the cooking (I even made enough lunch yesterday!), so my Latin has been being cut from the morning schedule. I guess I've been getting going too late or something because I got it fit in this morning and it's just about time for lunch prep to start.
I went to town with Mama yesterday. We just went grocery shopping, but it was nice to get out of the house.
I went to town with Mama yesterday. We just went grocery shopping, but it was nice to get out of the house.
I wrote the above before lunch...it's now getting much, much closer to supper time than it is lunch time, but I'll just pick off where I dropped the ball.
I fixed lunch today--it was a special lunch (after all, it is Valentine's Day). Scallops and fresh salmon (baked in the oven). The scallops were served over sauted onions and Chinese cabbage. We also had broccoli and califlower which I managed to stick slightly. Oh yes, and peas. I didn't quite get those as done as I could have (done, but not really done); but that was because as soon as they boiled, I took them off the burner because I needed it. As far as I could tell, everybody thought it was good.
Upon thinking further on the opening words of this post, I think that some of my lack of posting comes from the fact that the reading I am doing sends my brain down all sorts of very interesting rabbit trails. I would post about them, but the trails never seem to be clear enough to articulate.
I find that my theological and historical reading are in a way parallelling each other. The theological reading is also political theory (God and Government by Gary DeMar still--I'm in the second book) and then I'm also studying the War Between the States...the parallel between the foundation of our country on biblical principles and the reasoning behind the Confederacy's secession is quite fascinating and the one reading compliments the other. In other words, my brain is tied into all kinds of neat knots and I at time feels overwhelmed at the scope of it all. Ever since I first studied of our founding documents/political thought/practical outworking in high school it has been one of the areas I can say that I really enjoy. (For all that, modern politics leave me in befuddled knots.)
So, to see the similarity between the thoughts behind the first and second wars of Independence is quite fascinating. Add on top of that a love of military history and weaponry and you have one absorbed kid--that is, so long as she is not hungry.
I found the following quote by Stonewall to be both encouraging and a challenge that our people need to hear.
I fixed lunch today--it was a special lunch (after all, it is Valentine's Day). Scallops and fresh salmon (baked in the oven). The scallops were served over sauted onions and Chinese cabbage. We also had broccoli and califlower which I managed to stick slightly. Oh yes, and peas. I didn't quite get those as done as I could have (done, but not really done); but that was because as soon as they boiled, I took them off the burner because I needed it. As far as I could tell, everybody thought it was good.
Upon thinking further on the opening words of this post, I think that some of my lack of posting comes from the fact that the reading I am doing sends my brain down all sorts of very interesting rabbit trails. I would post about them, but the trails never seem to be clear enough to articulate.
I find that my theological and historical reading are in a way parallelling each other. The theological reading is also political theory (God and Government by Gary DeMar still--I'm in the second book) and then I'm also studying the War Between the States...the parallel between the foundation of our country on biblical principles and the reasoning behind the Confederacy's secession is quite fascinating and the one reading compliments the other. In other words, my brain is tied into all kinds of neat knots and I at time feels overwhelmed at the scope of it all. Ever since I first studied of our founding documents/political thought/practical outworking in high school it has been one of the areas I can say that I really enjoy. (For all that, modern politics leave me in befuddled knots.)
So, to see the similarity between the thoughts behind the first and second wars of Independence is quite fascinating. Add on top of that a love of military history and weaponry and you have one absorbed kid--that is, so long as she is not hungry.
I found the following quote by Stonewall to be both encouraging and a challenge that our people need to hear.
"What is life without honor? Degredation is worse than death. We must think of the living and of those who are to come after us, and see that by God's blessing we transmit to them the freedom we ourselves inherited."
~~ General Thomas Jonathan Jackson
Of course, one must come to this with a realization that God is Sovereign. Like today, in my God and Government reading on "Sovereignty and Dominion"--Christians have to believe and act as though all things are under God's sovereign command (which they are) and therefore obey Him to the utmost of our beings.
That last is so much easier said than done. A little trial comes and we want to roll over and "let it pass". However, rolling over and playing dead is the exact opposite thing that we should do. We must stand fast, hold fast, and actively be obedient--no matter how much is looks/feels/smells like the "world in going to hell in a handbasket". Whether this means standing with the praise of God on our lips (or at least in our heart) facing a firing squad, or working in whatever way we are called to promote godliness in our civil government, or just doing the mundane chores of everyday life.
Ahem, well...to get off my "philisophical soapbox" (Who? Racheal on a soapbox?? Really???), I decided to make a surprise chocolate cake for my family (and me! I might as well be honest about it!) Unfortunately, for my delightful scheming, the entire family was aware of it before it was done (most of them before it was even in the pan), so so much for the element of surprise. :D Anyway, hopefully it is good and not too sweet and sweet enough (if that makes sense). We all love our chocolate and we like it dark. It doesn't have to be real sweet. Dark chocolate and a cup of black coffee--mmm, mmm...
But I digress. Once I took it out of the oven, I kind of 'hid' it on the counter farthest away from Granddaddy. I don't want him getting into it before it's time--for two reasons, I know the way he handles the breads--just tears a chunk out; and secondly, the man doesn't wash his hands and could care less about it. Now, I'm no germ freak (never have been, probably never will be) but I do know what those hands have on them and I don't want that on my bread/cake/food.
However, to leave you with something much more amusing:
That last is so much easier said than done. A little trial comes and we want to roll over and "let it pass". However, rolling over and playing dead is the exact opposite thing that we should do. We must stand fast, hold fast, and actively be obedient--no matter how much is looks/feels/smells like the "world in going to hell in a handbasket". Whether this means standing with the praise of God on our lips (or at least in our heart) facing a firing squad, or working in whatever way we are called to promote godliness in our civil government, or just doing the mundane chores of everyday life.
Ahem, well...to get off my "philisophical soapbox" (Who? Racheal on a soapbox?? Really???), I decided to make a surprise chocolate cake for my family (and me! I might as well be honest about it!) Unfortunately, for my delightful scheming, the entire family was aware of it before it was done (most of them before it was even in the pan), so so much for the element of surprise. :D Anyway, hopefully it is good and not too sweet and sweet enough (if that makes sense). We all love our chocolate and we like it dark. It doesn't have to be real sweet. Dark chocolate and a cup of black coffee--mmm, mmm...
But I digress. Once I took it out of the oven, I kind of 'hid' it on the counter farthest away from Granddaddy. I don't want him getting into it before it's time--for two reasons, I know the way he handles the breads--just tears a chunk out; and secondly, the man doesn't wash his hands and could care less about it. Now, I'm no germ freak (never have been, probably never will be) but I do know what those hands have on them and I don't want that on my bread/cake/food.
However, to leave you with something much more amusing:
Gotta love him!!
Oh, yes, and I also found the time today to switch out the kitty litter in the cat-box! I don't like that pellet stuff I've been using (it looks like sweet feed). I much prefer the other kind (which for the life of me, I cannot remember the name of at the moment!)
Oh well...I think we're having soup for supper, so not many dishes to do afterwards! ;)
Oh well...I think we're having soup for supper, so not many dishes to do afterwards! ;)
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