tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10457822327099958852024-03-05T17:14:10.266-08:00Our Little WildflowersThe Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-49009414106327759712013-03-19T20:21:00.000-07:002013-07-29T09:30:25.898-07:00Everyone needs a Red PlateA couple of weeks ago I went to a Blessings Unlimited party. While the items in the catalogs are desirable, the prices....not so much. Shortly after the party began I realized I couldn't really afford anything. I decided that after the consultant had finished her demo, while the others were getting up for refreshments, I would politely, without drawing attention, slip out the door. Before I could execute my escape, a red plate caught my eye. I had once heard a story about a lady who purchased a red plate to only be used in her house at dinner for special occasions. If it was your birthday you get the red plate, if you made the swim team you get the red plate. It was also used for occasions when someone needed a pick me up-- you had a terrible day at school, you could really use the red plate. Her children are now grown and she still uses her red plate when they come home to visit. Not only does she still use it, but her children still get excited to be the one to get the red plate.<br />
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I am a sucker for traditions, and who doesn't love special occasions?? Here in this catalog was the perfect red plate. After going back and forth on whether to buy it, I caved. Even though it cost more than I would normally pay for a plate, it was worth it. My family loves it. Maddie is always trying to think of a reason why she should get to use the red plate. I feel like this is a tradition that will stick for years to come. It was totally worth the extra dough, even if I did have to take out a loan to purchase it...just teasing..sorta. ;)<br />
Every family should own a red plate.<br />
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The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-81288961865250668152013-01-25T17:56:00.000-08:002013-01-25T17:56:24.455-08:00Back to the ER<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Wednesday I ended up back in the ER. I woke up Wednesday morning feeling lethargic. I took a nap and woke up at 9:30 am, with severe stomach pains. I waited until Rodney got home to go to the ER. I didn't want to try and drive myself, plus I really needed his comfort and support. We got to the ER around 5-6pm where they started the same standard battery of tests as always. I was running a fever and in a lot of pain. They gave me something for pain and something to help my nausea. Unfortunately after hours of tests, they couldn't pin point the cause of my pain. My lipase number (pancreatic enzyme) was high, but it wasn't high enough to cause severe pain. I may have had a small UTI, but it wasn't bad. So, as always I stumped the doctors. They sent me home with antibiotics, nausea meds, and pain meds. As of today I am still running a fever and still feel pretty under the weather. But, I do feel better this evening than I did yesterday evening. So hopefully whatever it is, I am healing from it. It is just frustrating when the doctors leave you with more questions and really no answers. I am thinking about cutting gluten out and seeing if that helps any. At this point I am willing to try anything to get my health back.The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-18424822915442544972012-10-19T02:58:00.000-07:002012-10-19T02:58:03.421-07:00Family Photo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-91317230901074761732012-06-28T21:51:00.002-07:002012-06-28T21:51:27.824-07:00My 4th of July Wreath<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Real}<center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><a title="like Mother, Like Daughter: {pretty, happy, funny, real}" href="http://ourmothersdaughters.blogspot.com/search/label/%7Bphfr%7D" target="_blank"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5609751923_b38935def8_m.jpg" width="200" height="200" alt="round button chicken" /></a></center><center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></center><center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); ">~ Capturing the context of everyday life ~</span></i> </center><center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b><br /></b></span></span></i></center><center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b><br /></b></span></span></i></center><center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b>{Pretty}</b></span></span></i></center><center style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b><br /></b></span></span></i></center><center style="font-variant: normal; text-align: left; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span>We had our marriage convalidated on March 31st. Afterward we enjoyed a nice little reception. </span></span></i></center><center style="font-variant: normal; text-align: left; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span>Next week, we our having an image of the Scared Heart Enthroned in our home, we plan on putting it right above our fireplace mantle. </span></span></i></center><br /><br /><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeCsHBxUmpJ3RcFemnGZrZrzjMoWdz8k7SNFoBJUCiDcsJxEXKW8xrI6j5Cza4sViTUttIoB5MuTu_GL5K5KHs8ftFzu3oXydxZkXzNLXbsIIyLNIHvsTlMWWjzdezyQb5gCDnLt05R0/s1600/March-April+2012after.jpg"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeCsHBxUmpJ3RcFemnGZrZrzjMoWdz8k7SNFoBJUCiDcsJxEXKW8xrI6j5Cza4sViTUttIoB5MuTu_GL5K5KHs8ftFzu3oXydxZkXzNLXbsIIyLNIHvsTlMWWjzdezyQb5gCDnLt05R0/s400/March-April+2012after.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733097629646941746" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPLqK17G0jV9rx5iKDrIMHY2odTflEm2WtZGUm444THItdilBu5xCFqxW2iBCProOoNWaBFSeKNsdmhV1vx9iAUj5JKWSxELQWAKqYRVzKDXhRYAtVmMU98E26iszkQ6CgEzP3xZJFyA0/s1600/March-April+2012afterp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPLqK17G0jV9rx5iKDrIMHY2odTflEm2WtZGUm444THItdilBu5xCFqxW2iBCProOoNWaBFSeKNsdmhV1vx9iAUj5JKWSxELQWAKqYRVzKDXhRYAtVmMU98E26iszkQ6CgEzP3xZJFyA0/s400/March-April+2012afterp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733097634328386786" /></a></div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b><br /></b></span></span></i></div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b><br /></b></span></span></i></div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span><b>{Happy}</b></span></span></i> </div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span><span><b><br /></b></span></span></i></div><div style="font-variant: normal; text-align: left; "><span><span style="line-height: 18px;" ><i>Our family on Easter, and Rodney and I toasting at our wedding reception.</i></span></span></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5EdWl6Ij8Srm8bnu0cxe4YwTqmOxHUHyA3ii2qPou3W0wAeHLMkWstAlB3KNiSAmFLAAoi1LJHKgWr-WStSubKN4BBuhbaSes1UNYGJiL0pBMh0dM46Ht4lTe7Sqo5WD2nVVK809bpY/s1600/March-April+2012afteredit2.jpg" style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; 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font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><b><span>{Funny}</span></b></span></i> </div><div style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><b><span><br /></span></b></span></i></div><div style="font-variant: normal; text-align: left; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><span>Rodney takes takes the kids fishing beside a Llama farm. The kids normally play with the Llama's more than they fish. A silly snapshot Chandler took of himself.</span></span></i></div><div style="font-variant: normal; text-align: center; "><span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_w9wAFtuEuT1LOrclW4ECaMvX7BOEkjky8ygGxaWMas6vbY_spcnsgo3Ab7DtOF4fRueWQm4pf3hscEyJAZYuNq-OH_FhbQ8d-DH-gROh6tnF6F1GJ5IuMbCL8bgFelDYdm4Or-tXKA/s1600/March-April+2012llama.jpg" style="font-variant: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_w9wAFtuEuT1LOrclW4ECaMvX7BOEkjky8ygGxaWMas6vbY_spcnsgo3Ab7DtOF4fRueWQm4pf3hscEyJAZYuNq-OH_FhbQ8d-DH-gROh6tnF6F1GJ5IuMbCL8bgFelDYdm4Or-tXKA/s400/March-April+2012llama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733099809138352146" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMOZCNH36L87P4P6q_8pRX0b6Z-JVN6PiSSKE0MEtnH4C1KjGYMhyujD4rqCWsP6LbNjBoMNquRM19xzDlRXM37pr0QzhMSJ9OEH4hmi8WMIl1VaHmOxYyib33-BVSAEwvQYpQM0wIe3E/s1600/March-April+2012sillyboy.jpg" style="font-variant: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMOZCNH36L87P4P6q_8pRX0b6Z-JVN6PiSSKE0MEtnH4C1KjGYMhyujD4rqCWsP6LbNjBoMNquRM19xzDlRXM37pr0QzhMSJ9OEH4hmi8WMIl1VaHmOxYyib33-BVSAEwvQYpQM0wIe3E/s400/March-April+2012sillyboy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733104686196599618" /></a><div style="font-variant: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-variant: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><b><span>{Real}</span></b></span></i> </div><div style="text-align: left; "><i style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span><span><span ><span style="line-height: 18px; ">The Boy Scouts are helping a fellow scout build a Rosary Garden for his Eagle Scout project. They are doing a great job and working really hard. On this particular Saturday I was also at the church helping make hot cross buns. Chandler was so tired after they finished he pulled two chairs together and passed out.</span></span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left; "><i style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span><span><span ><span style="line-height: 18px; ">Maddie enjoying a lazy day of fishing.</span></span></span></span></i></div><div style="font-variant: normal; text-align: center; "><i style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(120, 63, 4); "><b><span><br /></span></b></span></i></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywRtQsfkodugb0bYPhSwh0xLoDJ0wiTlttM5V_F9l4sFXWPs9ZMzAKh45Pvnld3P2IspDff0Ivrrg377QBkw8xJZ693flboLlHR9kKNApVbnoG6j-7mjg2cf3spvUf_J_j6b71G77Z3c/s1600/March-April+2012sleepy.jpg" style="font-variant: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywRtQsfkodugb0bYPhSwh0xLoDJ0wiTlttM5V_F9l4sFXWPs9ZMzAKh45Pvnld3P2IspDff0Ivrrg377QBkw8xJZ693flboLlHR9kKNApVbnoG6j-7mjg2cf3spvUf_J_j6b71G77Z3c/s400/March-April+2012sleepy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733106538092290994" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizP4B-PDkGMZ8hyphenhyphenpz0uLOXyKZPnPA9wPODYpjAI1k0tiSbxB1NoWVP5amVPyS8AtTmbCSbvNU6QLfkvGfQ0bgwGLHUaCjce7YpSdKLQ7eDe6bOrJNIMHEIfwIgDDGyRe-J4iLY1ofinow/s1600/March-April+2012fishing.jpg" style="font-variant: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizP4B-PDkGMZ8hyphenhyphenpz0uLOXyKZPnPA9wPODYpjAI1k0tiSbxB1NoWVP5amVPyS8AtTmbCSbvNU6QLfkvGfQ0bgwGLHUaCjce7YpSdKLQ7eDe6bOrJNIMHEIfwIgDDGyRe-J4iLY1ofinow/s400/March-April+2012fishing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733106532801306018" /></a>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-49998132119346644342012-04-17T05:25:00.004-07:002012-04-17T07:45:26.241-07:00For better or *worse*......Last month, after twelve years of marriage, my husband and I finally had our marriage blessed by the Catholic Church. Which unless you are Catholic (or have been in the past), you probably do not understand how important this was for us. The truth of the matter, I really didn't understand it until recently.<div><br /></div><div>I grew up in a period where the American Catholic church was trying to "fit in" to the culture. In most of my faith formation training, I was taught about God and Christianity, but not really about the Catholic church itself. I grew up thinking that the church was just one of many paths to heaven and there wasn't really a huge difference between what I believed and what other christian denominations believed. </div><div><br /></div><div>When I met Rodney I was twenty. At the time I was a very lukewarm Catholic and he was a Methodist by culture only. He was recently separated from a women he had been married to for just a couple of years. I was young, and predominately lead by my emotions, so I didn't let it bother me that he was still technically married. I justified it by telling myself "well, she left him, so it's not like I am standing in the way of them reuniting". After dating only a few short months we were already talking about marriage, so, we were thrilled when his wife contacted him to inform him that she was wanting to marry another man so they needed to rush their divorce. Once their marriage was over, we were itching to start ours. I briefly thought about talking to a priest, but was turned off by the fact that I would have to get married in a church. *I* wanted to get married on the beach! Then there was the whole marriage preparation, who has time for that, we want to be married, like, YESTERDAY! I look back and cringe on how little I really understood about the Sacrament of Marriage. So, instead of contacting a priest, I contacted a non-denominational preacher that advertised beach weddings on his website. I justified it by telling myself, it didn't matter who married us as long as we meant the vows we took. Roughly two weeks later we drove to the beach and got hitched. It was a cute little ceremony, we were both very content with it. </div><div><br /></div><div>As I began to mature, and we started our family, we started attending Mass more regularly. I also, started feeling a little guilty about being married outside the church, but still didn't really understand the big deal. I did feel enough guilt that I felt the need to confess it. The priest didn't act like it was a huge deal, he basically told me to start the process of having Rodney's marriage annulled to his ex, and then to have ours blessed by the church. He absolved me of my sin and I was on my merry way. A few days later I did see a priest and start the process of having Rodney's marriage annulled. We didn't make it very far in the process before we let it fall to the wayside.</div><div><br /></div><div>It wasn't until a few years later that it was brought back to the forefront of my mind. We had moved away from the parish we had been attending and started attending the church that I was raised in. It had been quite some time since I went to confession (I was still very lukewarm at this point, although I seen myself a good Catholic), so I figured it was time. I went in to the confessional and began spewing out all my sins. When started to confess that I was living in sin with husband since we were not married in the eyes of the church, the priest stopped me. He told me that he could not hear the rest of my confession. I was taken a back. I tried to explain to him that we were legally married, but just not in the church. He then explained to me, that Rodney was still married to his ex in the eyes of God. Basically all we had was a legal arrangement, not a true marriage.</div><div><br /></div><div>I left the confessional not absolved of my sins. I was hurt, and devastated. When I look back now, I realize that it was my pride that was really hurt. Who was *he* to tell me that my marriage wasn't valid?? If the church was not willing to except my marriage, then I was willing to accept the church!! Over the next few weeks, I did a lot of research, desperate to find a loophole and prove that priest wrong. Instead, the more I learned, the more I realized I was the one in the wrong. It finally became very clear to me, that my husband was indeed still married to his first wife and that our "marriage" was no more really than a civil union.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next couple of years were filled with ups and downs. The annulment process if very thorough. Before we started the process, I assumed that because Rodney's wife left him, he would automatically get an annulment. At the time I thought an annulment was synonymous with divorce. I found out that an annulment is much different. An annulment is granted when you can prove that the marriage was never valid to began with. So even if your spouse is unfaithful, and leaves you, if you entered into the marriage with full consent and knowledge about what the sacrament of marriage truly is, than no judge or jury has the power to dissolve that marriage. </div><div><br /></div><div>When we finally received the annulment papers, my first response was relief, but then a strange thing happened, I started to feel fear, and doubt. Now let me start this by saying, I love my husband, he is my soul mate, and the man I plan on being with for the rest of my life. My fear came from "what ifs". What if ten years down the road he doesn't feel the same way about me? Before we began the process of getting married in the church, I had a slightly different view on marriage. I always felt that for better or worse, till death due you part, did not count if your spouse was unfaithful, or if they left you. I always thought, "well, if Rodney leaves me, I will be devastated, but I could possibly move on, and maybe one day fall in love again and get remarried." But, if I truly believed what I have learned, than no matter what happens I will always be married to Rodney. If one day he decides he doesn't love me and leaves me, even if he moves on and get remarried (by the eyes of the state), our marriage still exists, therefore I could never remarry, or even have another relationship. This reality was very scary. This meant I had to fully trust him to love me until death. The concept was not easy for me to swallow. I can be a very cynical person. We had been married for twelve years and I now found myself paralyzed by fear. I was very honest with him about my fears. He was patient with me, although, I know it hurt him some. After lots of prayers and discernment, I came to realize that I had to let go of my constant need to control everything and learn to trust him, and I mean really trust him. Before I trusted him, but there were strings attached. There was always an emergency escape door if I ever needed to use it.</div><div><br /></div><div>We were married on March 31st 2012. It was better than I could have ever imagined. For the first time in our marriage, I truly feel Gods blessings. Even though, I do regret not getting married in the church to begin with, I wonder if at the age of twenty-one, I would have fully realized what marriage is. </div><div>Genesis 2:24 For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh. Mark 10:9 Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate. Do we really take these words as literally as we should, really?? We will become "one flesh". These are very powerful words. What a gift the Catholic church has given me, thanks to the church, I look at my marriage in a whole new light. It is truly a blessing from God.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="22" align="center" class="mainbk" style="background-color: rgb(185, 227, 255); "><tbody><tr valign="top"><td class="bluebk3" width="98%" style="background-color: rgb(249, 253, 255); background-image: url(http://bible.cc/lline.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat repeat; "><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"><tbody><tr><td valign="top" width="200"><table width="124" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table></span>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-55012771438576464142012-04-13T19:58:00.003-07:002012-04-13T20:13:34.718-07:00We are in a war<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvam1PRBWrvVX2QsLbuY5OsU3-F55GidS6Eu9H8UGqrlFZTWsh-4Y1UMBma4zPIsZ8fj3y70Wf1TZNZ2KHBNh9kAbjOm_AGnlCms32_6uMSekiVmT1Mk63VUbKTggbHCySHXlisIw5ZI4/s1600/0comply.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvam1PRBWrvVX2QsLbuY5OsU3-F55GidS6Eu9H8UGqrlFZTWsh-4Y1UMBma4zPIsZ8fj3y70Wf1TZNZ2KHBNh9kAbjOm_AGnlCms32_6uMSekiVmT1Mk63VUbKTggbHCySHXlisIw5ZI4/s400/0comply.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731085560840836786" /></a><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">These are scary times we are living in. Right now our president has </span>declared<span style="font-size: 100%;"> war on the Catholic </span>church. He is pretending to listen to us, and wants to work out a compromise, but it is all smoke and mirrors. </span><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Please make sure you are educated on the <a href="https://www.stophhs.com/">HHS Mandate</a>, it is a very scary ruling which has no regard to the amendments! It completely ignores our religious freedoms and certainly doesn't keep their "state" separated from our "church". Some Quotes on the subject:</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><div class="entry" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'PT Serif', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); text-align: -webkit-auto; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.5em; ">Bishop James Conley of Denver<br /></p><div class="woo-sc-quote" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "><p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 20px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 55px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.2em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: url(https://www.stophhs.com/wp-content/themes/canvas/functions/images/quote.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font-family: serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); min-height: 32px; background-position: 0px 3px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; ">A death knell for religious liberty in the United States.</p></div><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.5em; "></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.5em; ">Roger Cardinal Mahoney – Archbishop Emeritus of Los Angeles<br /></p><div class="woo-sc-quote" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "><p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 20px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 55px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.2em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: url(https://www.stophhs.com/wp-content/themes/canvas/functions/images/quote.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font-family: serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); min-height: 32px; background-position: 0px 3px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; ">I cannot imagine a more direct and frontal attack on freedom of conscience than this ruling today. This decision must be fought against with all the energies the Catholic Community can muster.</p></div><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.5em; "></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.5em; ">Cardinal-designate Timothy M. Dolan, Archbishop of New York<br /></p><div class="woo-sc-quote" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "><p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 20px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 55px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.2em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: url(https://www.stophhs.com/wp-content/themes/canvas/functions/images/quote.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font-family: serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); min-height: 32px; background-position: 0px 3px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; ">To force American citizens to choose between violating their consciences and forgoing their healthcare is literally unconscionable.</p><p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 20px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 55px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.2em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: url(https://www.stophhs.com/wp-content/themes/canvas/functions/images/quote.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font-family: serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); min-height: 32px; background-position: 0px 3px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "></p><blockquote></blockquote><p></p></div><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.5em; "></p></div></div><div>You can also join the online movement here at Face Book <a href="https://www.facebook.com/CatholicsAgainstHHS">Stand with the US Bishops Against the HHS</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Please Join us!!</div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-80100112163561825792012-02-07T14:35:00.000-08:002012-02-07T16:51:13.188-08:0014 Day Smoothie Challenge<div><div><span >It is said you need to chew your liquids and juice your solids. All leafy greens have cell walls composed mainly of cellulose, which is very difficult for our bodies to break down in order to access the dense nutrients that the greens supply. So basically greens go in the body one way and exit the other with much of the nutrients still intact.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >When greens are juiced or blended, the machine do most of the "chewing" beforehand. You benefit more by blending the veggies than by eating them.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Smoothies are <b>not</b> juice! Smoothies are complete foods with fiber still intact.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >After reading time and time again how tasty green smoothies are, I decided to try one. I was shocked, I couldn't even taste the spinach! It is amazing that something so delicious is also a powerhouse of nutrients. I have been wanting to do a smoothie detox for a, but I have been to chicken. I am terrified I will not stick to it and fail. At the same time I realize if I don't do it at all then I fail without question.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >I am going to start with a fourteen day challenge and possibly keep going if it is working for me. I hope by posting here I will feel somewhat accountable to keep up with it better. Wish me luck!</span></div><div><span ><br /></span><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span >.</span></span></span></div></div></div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-48920469478223719602011-10-14T17:58:00.000-07:002011-10-14T18:40:33.389-07:00Family TimeOur family seems to be in a season in life where we remain in perpetual motion. Although the weekends are no exception, I look forward to having everyone together, and our activities are more family centric, rather than everyone moving in separate directions.<br />Victoria and Madilyn went to stay the night with their Grandpa and Grandma Di's, and Rodney was fast asleep by the time I finished all my errands this evening. So, I picked up a Redbox movie for Chandler and I. <br />Tomorrow we are getting out our fall decorations and cleaning up the outside of the house. I also have a lot of catching up to do on the inside cleaning (especially in the laundry room). Chandler has a soccer game in the afternoon. I really hope to have all our work done tomorrow, so Sunday we can go to Mass, Faith Formation, then spend the rest of the day relaxing, well, at least for a few hours before Victoria has to go to youth. <br />Victoria finished up her first season of tennis and I am so glad she really enjoyed playing. Homeschooling is going okay, it's such a huge adjustment and I am constantly worried that I am not doing a good enough job. Also, with this being our first year I am finding that a lot of material I purchased it not quite what I expected. We normally spend about 3 to 4 hours Mon, Tues, Wed, and Fri doing class work, then Thursday we spend all day at the church for Mass, activities and playtime with other Catholic homeschoolers (Maddie and I both look really forward to Thursdays). <br />I am off to enjoy the movie with my son. Have a great weekend!The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-47385653438596758082011-10-09T10:16:00.000-07:002011-10-09T10:31:10.058-07:00Halloween and it's Christian (not pagan, roots).....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGankK5wEOjcWdrJ3Fz6QCPYYJm3W4YErTz2jp82TIPP0l5vcOs655t9dCSI7obpWmDmkiZc58HhrH3GxpI6Ayur_8OCTQkEO0AXB6bBx38kX_bPBo4V4A9wue-GxLBZ2tblyajf22GXQ/s1600/boypumpkin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGankK5wEOjcWdrJ3Fz6QCPYYJm3W4YErTz2jp82TIPP0l5vcOs655t9dCSI7obpWmDmkiZc58HhrH3GxpI6Ayur_8OCTQkEO0AXB6bBx38kX_bPBo4V4A9wue-GxLBZ2tblyajf22GXQ/s400/boypumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661545072412341346" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /><br />We've all heard it: "Halloween is a pagan rite dating back to the Celtic harvest festival of Samhain , (or some other variation of this holiday's supposedly pagan roots,) but that is absolutely NOT the truth! Halloween, the name itself coming from the old English words, "Hallow" (meaning consecrated to God [or Saint]), and "Even" (meaning evening) is the vigil before All Saints Day (it's properly spelled Hallowe'en (for "Halloweven"<u></u>) and it's TOTALLY Catholic!<br /><br />It is true that ancient Celts celebrated a harvest festival called Samhain on November 1st, (not the night before), and it is true that early Catholics often "baptized" local festivals to give new converts reasons to still celebrate but now for a Christian purpose, but that's NOT what happened with Halloween.<br /><br />The earliest church tried to celebrate every martyr with a special solemnity on the anniversary of their martyrdom but, as that list began to grow (especially during the Diocletian persecution)<u></u>, they realized they needed a special day set aside to venerate ALL of these holy people, known and unknown.<br /><br />Around the year 400, this day was set as the Sunday after Pentecost (obviously having nothing to do with harvest time) and it remained there until hundreds of years later when Pope Gregory III (731-741) consecrated a chapel in the Basilica of St. Peter to all the saints and thus, moved All Saints Day to November 1st (because we already had a big day for the apostles on May 1st so the saints on May 13 was a bit close). Pope Gregory IV (827-844) extended the celebration to the Universal Church by making it a Holy Day of Obligation (currently abrogated [meaning temporarily waived] in the United States).<br /><br />So, where do we get all the traditions? Well, it seems it was the "melting pot" of America that created most of them. First, in 998, St. Odilo set aside November 2nd to honor all souls and it's believed that among Irish Catholic peasants there was some fear that since we had a day to honor the souls in heaven and one for those in purgatory, maybe the souls in hell would make trouble, so they began a strange custom of banging pots on All Hallow's Even to assure the damned they weren't forgotten either.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHw9M8W4Aq1SmEFLodN4eEBH3E-LqlfoZU_l9tQJueFSIvBentDQsxkxEsVIF_SC7MB5CkWw4XSGG22f6EaiOxBRojMuNQo32mPckR02px-oVAp9DPSH70LOPI8NuUFTSrUkX3nHkzY0/s1600/all-souls-day-celebration1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHw9M8W4Aq1SmEFLodN4eEBH3E-LqlfoZU_l9tQJueFSIvBentDQsxkxEsVIF_SC7MB5CkWw4XSGG22f6EaiOxBRojMuNQo32mPckR02px-oVAp9DPSH70LOPI8NuUFTSrUkX3nHkzY0/s400/all-souls-day-celebration1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661545882327914786" /></a><br /><br />Also, it was common for poor people to go door to door on Hallowmas (All Saints Day) and beg for food in exchange for their prayers for your dead family and friends during Masses on All Souls Day (the next day).<br /><br />Then, in 14th and 15th century France, bubonic plague gave many people reason to be very concerned with the afterlife. Artists worked hard to remind people of their mortality and often painted scenes where the devil led long chains of people, including church leaders, kings, peasants and lepers, into the tomb and sometimes these scenes were presented live on All Souls Day with people dressing up in the garb of various levels of society and acting out their part.<br /><br />Finally, England had a "penal period" from the 1500-1700s, where being Catholic was severely punished and offering Mass was a capital offense that cost many priests their life. During this time, a Catholic resister named Guy Fawkes, participated in a plot to blow up parliament and kill the Protestant King James I, in hopes of freeing Catholics from government burdens. On November 5, 1605, he was discovered, tortured and later hanged but the day the plot was foiled became a celebration in all of England (still is).<br /><br />Puritans couldn't resist another chance to harass the Faithful, so bands of Guy Fawkes Day revelers would put on masks and visit local Catholics in the dead of night demanding beer and cakes for their celebration of the now dead Catholic (as opposed to the asking done on Hallowmas—this was not a nice knock) . This practice gave birth to the term, "Trick or Treat" (though I suspect it was menacingly said in reverse). Note: Some countries have twisted this and require that the beggar provide the trick (some riddle or magic trick or something) in order to earn the treat…neat idea!<br /><br />It was in America that all of these customs morphed together to become what we now call "Halloween". The English's November 5th, celebration of Guy Fawkes day with its demands for treats, the French masquerade and obsession with death, the Irish pot banging and worrying about the damned in hell (and probably some harvest customs of making candle lights but now using pumpkins instead of the original turnip lights [as the Irish were not long from their superstitious and pagan roots).<br /><br />The dark side crept into the day starting with the greeting card industry in the late 1800's when some ill-informed folklorist added witches and black cats (because it was believed that witches could "shape-shift" into cats) and other dark symbols. Of course the evil side has just continued to grow but the original intention of this vigil is to HONOR the saints! Let us reclaim our vigil!!<br /><br />This year I encourage you to have a REAL Halloween (saint) party and require saint costumes (or at least block evil costumes). Let's bring this day back to Jesus and those who have served Him well. Be creative with your games, such as bobbing for apples being called the "Martyrs dunk" (as it was common to use water torture to make people confess to anything—even being Catholic!), be sure to make the children tell you something about a saint to earn each candy they get, etc.<br /><br />Let's try to find a balance between the modern fun parts of Halloween—the merrymaking and candy, and even some ghoulishness (there's some seriously repulsive stuff in the Saint's truth!) , and the real Catholic reasons for this day. When she was younger, my girl used to go "Trick or Treating" but IN her saint costumes. Over several years, she took Saints Francis of Assisi, Mother Cabrini and Mother Seton door to door right next to the evil costumes of other children. That's what we are called to be, the person carrying the Light in the middle of a dark world (I was very blessed as she *wanted* to wear them, your children may not be so inclined but you could ask them!).<br /><br />Use this day as a reason to tell the truth about the Saints—really dig into your saint books and find ways to make those saints into games. I use baseball hats that I've attached strips of clear plastic above the bill so I can slip in little laminated cards with a saint's name. Each child gets up and asks, "Who am I?" and the other children give clues to that saint until the child correctly guesses which saint is on their hat.<br /><br />I find that using the first person really helps the children "connect" with that saint and retain the knowledge longer. We start with, "In what century did I live?", then "Where was I born?", then friends (many saints have saint friends), and finally the things that will give it away like, "What am I famous for?", or other facts about the individual saint's life. Points (gold plastic coins) are given based on how quickly the child figures out which saint they are.<br /><br />If you want to entertain older children, search the internet for pictures of incorrupt saints – they are amazing and terribly ghoulish at the same time. If you dispense candy to the neighbor children, attach a note to it that says, "Jesus is the light of the word…do not be afraid!", or some other Christian message that declares Halloween is a day to honor those that honored Him.<br /><br />There is a worldwide movement to bring this day back to its REAL roots. Check out this website for inspiration: www. NightofLight.<u></u>org and let's be the first to bring the movement to America!<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><i>*source-unknown parish bulletin article)</i></span></span></div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-40958055108814058232011-10-05T20:39:00.000-07:002011-10-05T21:24:58.020-07:00Put Your Pin's to Work<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1wzriMsbLb77bh3GNUBG5NfItLyqhVqNR2mSCUEGZ5BYUmS4qA-5kQSg-T_L6sYL49PEbIeK4BacR19FTUT_AgYHjqTMOMmY-REbIDgSWOmsVCF3FFuS8cfE7HJSiu0B2BMJXamSrxwU/s1600/putyourpin2work.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1wzriMsbLb77bh3GNUBG5NfItLyqhVqNR2mSCUEGZ5BYUmS4qA-5kQSg-T_L6sYL49PEbIeK4BacR19FTUT_AgYHjqTMOMmY-REbIDgSWOmsVCF3FFuS8cfE7HJSiu0B2BMJXamSrxwU/s400/putyourpin2work.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660218946446055554" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">For all of you who "Pin" you know how addicting it can be. I am also assuming, that like me, you spend a lot more more time pinning than using what you've learned. Starting this week I have decided to do a Pinterest Challenge. For the next year I will use one of my Pins each week. If you are not familiar with Pinterest people use it to gain ideas on decorating, crafting, recipes, books to read and much more. Every week I will post my results here. Wish me luck!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNALlY2Kc1NpBxyTpNaI9DabG5KbzsgCMshOAs7JQYrBT4QHTMQG74TK2BT3nkfX3pjcXqYrAdE1vVViVurQ8RZxGkbX5VFnm7zd4GYc9reKDk6QzTkhtqAgMJRhKspvaEw7mjO7QoZcQ/s1600/176276147_HNSOxb38_c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNALlY2Kc1NpBxyTpNaI9DabG5KbzsgCMshOAs7JQYrBT4QHTMQG74TK2BT3nkfX3pjcXqYrAdE1vVViVurQ8RZxGkbX5VFnm7zd4GYc9reKDk6QzTkhtqAgMJRhKspvaEw7mjO7QoZcQ/s400/176276147_HNSOxb38_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660229202479317346" /></a>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-74752520985265330372011-10-05T09:51:00.001-07:002011-10-05T09:52:25.186-07:00Maddie's New Glasses<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwvh6lZ2RETjeKMhvSyVQ8n8TF4VXkhf_9zyCQK2XcY0sHoiMMfR-sFPQiTdEVNuE3Y5LcOQ1fqWcSF90zsCiUqkLFz3vvo47eZaBQKaDw8jXdYdGAExywOKZtHsVUKQRr33dTFYNt-s/s1600/new+glasses.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwvh6lZ2RETjeKMhvSyVQ8n8TF4VXkhf_9zyCQK2XcY0sHoiMMfR-sFPQiTdEVNuE3Y5LcOQ1fqWcSF90zsCiUqkLFz3vvo47eZaBQKaDw8jXdYdGAExywOKZtHsVUKQRr33dTFYNt-s/s400/new+glasses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660051947463796066" /></a>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-43776212739855806782011-09-30T10:42:00.000-07:002011-09-30T11:27:05.915-07:00Hmmm...<div>Blogger has a new layout for blogs. On one hand I think it's really neat, bascially you can see all my past posts on one page, but on the other hand I think it's takes away from it's indiviuality. I am going to leave up the new format for awhile and see what I think. I may change it back later.</div><div> </div><div>We have had some ups and down in September. Our van finally died last month and we have spent the past month trying to get a new one. We managed to get one from a questionable car lot and it ended up giving us more trouble than it was worth. Since we had 30 days to return it, we went ahead and cut our losses....*lesson learned*. The only problem is that left us with out a car. I know in some areas living without a vehicle is doable, this is not one of those areas. It was very hard for a couple of weeks. We didn't have the money for a car, and didn't really have any way to get it. We had to rely on our wonderful friends for rides every where. I started a Novena to St Jude. I prayed that he would help us come up with the money, and a vehicle that would be worth what we were paying. With God's blessing St Jude came through for us. The power of prayer is beyond amazing. </div><div> </div><div>Maddie and I are about to start our second month of homeschooling. It is going alright. I feel very overwhelmed at times and wonder if this was the right decision. Academically she seems to be doing well, although, she does push me a lot and she tries to do as little as she can get away with. </div><div> </div><div>This seems to be a busy season in our lives. We are overloaded with activities right now. The kids are in lots of sports and clubs, plus, I am taking several classes at the church. I am glad the kids are really involved but, I will be happy when things slow down. Then again, with the holidays coming up, I am not sure when that will happen.</div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-8902635351303573912011-09-25T20:21:00.000-07:002011-09-25T20:41:11.720-07:00Maddie's 10th birthday and Our alter for Our Lady of Sorrows<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Our Lady of Sorrows Sept 15</b></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ydqxHOIdPS-D9TdxcmzRFUhQiALH007IP9kKiFmrWZH8SptJ__TD5ZZSa_-ZB5DMSevVVJI5OcOBdOHIhyaiaV-ulmBqPkuEmvewglIb8xFEfLco43Aab1JGLDRgi_iQG2sBYSIlhrc/s1600/005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ydqxHOIdPS-D9TdxcmzRFUhQiALH007IP9kKiFmrWZH8SptJ__TD5ZZSa_-ZB5DMSevVVJI5OcOBdOHIhyaiaV-ulmBqPkuEmvewglIb8xFEfLco43Aab1JGLDRgi_iQG2sBYSIlhrc/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656504581195760162" /></a>Maddie and I found this craft at <a href="http://catholicicing.blogspot.com/">Cahtolic Icing</a> and made a little altar to honor Our Lady of Sorrows<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R-HbDnvBZADuf2ArmR8bLwVIFyAizIbP8syBK98s9DQsE8_LNcwKdSBgfUwC97G03kpbL5GzGsb_E3p7TQEsg4BdkZGBw3EC54it9_ipDhSet236D5meLK78Iq56szhmCjon2XeVzdo/s1600/017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R-HbDnvBZADuf2ArmR8bLwVIFyAizIbP8syBK98s9DQsE8_LNcwKdSBgfUwC97G03kpbL5GzGsb_E3p7TQEsg4BdkZGBw3EC54it9_ipDhSet236D5meLK78Iq56szhmCjon2XeVzdo/s400/017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656504594380133346" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u>Best Chocolate Cake Ever!!!!</u></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyR5a-TXXJpu3h4tgoF-yDgPtQyQ6I375Bf8oHRC71G3pOMOWFZOvNWE8YXYKg7Mw6t0LAgN2KlZvHf8KuQxA7pimdtP7swXg9oZPP-fkXrssauD9HoI_S2j7nc5OQ_eEpXCIQeo0z95Q/s1600/015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyR5a-TXXJpu3h4tgoF-yDgPtQyQ6I375Bf8oHRC71G3pOMOWFZOvNWE8YXYKg7Mw6t0LAgN2KlZvHf8KuQxA7pimdtP7swXg9oZPP-fkXrssauD9HoI_S2j7nc5OQ_eEpXCIQeo0z95Q/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656504589456022018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">May all you wishes come true</div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqXYPLw47Yeln3r1MiFbIlLF3X7qyAHW1k_tFSegkI2u7eSY2QRmLbdtDHyTNT3zqWeYMroYB4i7kg2xV1JMKZLnEgyMt901cDjjSQMaaEmSZphp9Y7Vp_RAsnMFKPzwK1QKjrYFhfywI/s1600/010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqXYPLw47Yeln3r1MiFbIlLF3X7qyAHW1k_tFSegkI2u7eSY2QRmLbdtDHyTNT3zqWeYMroYB4i7kg2xV1JMKZLnEgyMt901cDjjSQMaaEmSZphp9Y7Vp_RAsnMFKPzwK1QKjrYFhfywI/s400/010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656504586914974930" /></a><br />Happy Birthday to my sweet, wonderful, loving, kind, beautiful, young, lady I hope your next ten years are full of everything your dream them to be.</div></div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-4785337512708152862011-08-05T10:47:00.000-07:002011-08-05T11:54:40.596-07:00I'm a mama!!!About a month ago we began our journey when we sent off for our caterpillars. They arrived in a container with enough food in the bottom to get them through the caterpillar stage. For about a week they hung out in their container making webs, getting fat. Notice in the photo one is hanging upside down. This is what they do right before they form their chrysalis.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzjYYdUtj68X-tCzR_8ATA6OqNXJXqe8qwW0QCOoyEz0y-guYHqv-dcnYil0L6MCvjrcg7jT1ICG9jd5xgNWFyzwxTfR8Epu_yoN4OZbGTH8bZXEnYzYoPwwMymherEtdvrylbRnQCjE/s1600/crysalid+watch+2011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzjYYdUtj68X-tCzR_8ATA6OqNXJXqe8qwW0QCOoyEz0y-guYHqv-dcnYil0L6MCvjrcg7jT1ICG9jd5xgNWFyzwxTfR8Epu_yoN4OZbGTH8bZXEnYzYoPwwMymherEtdvrylbRnQCjE/s400/crysalid+watch+2011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637432858631354162" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">See all the brown in the bottom? That's what they eat.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br />Very quickly, while we were out one afternoon they all formed their chrysalids! The next stage seems to take an eternity. I think it only lasted ten days, but we were impatient! Every once in awhile I worried they were dead and would poke them. When they are bothered they shake back in forth to scare off predators (and to ease my fear that they have died during metamorphosis.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2H8edLwGRjD61aMO4Q_DYA7zyDpJmMEFrMwaFdcVhDSJGp-9aD0-76S5ToeDzTF4WpuMG_tW3ILWkKRT15iNtyFMpJS9pzeSn5nPiBUpKX6Ya1fWN2JlV8B_cmw9iUgi7bzfEf6cCbIw/s1600/chyrsalids1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2H8edLwGRjD61aMO4Q_DYA7zyDpJmMEFrMwaFdcVhDSJGp-9aD0-76S5ToeDzTF4WpuMG_tW3ILWkKRT15iNtyFMpJS9pzeSn5nPiBUpKX6Ya1fWN2JlV8B_cmw9iUgi7bzfEf6cCbIw/s400/chyrsalids1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637432851386245506" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE71GJo9iplCAK-QoXVw_um0WG9V0tM5CcRsusZupei9xUHMBpUw6W90FsztGKDW7nHpafKyc_aud19fBqsv9QGYk0VlYSc9Bc13TVuCnyizmcYt8aHPtSVjsrMKKXFkX87vWEBoAGCYY/s1600/crysalid+1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE71GJo9iplCAK-QoXVw_um0WG9V0tM5CcRsusZupei9xUHMBpUw6W90FsztGKDW7nHpafKyc_aud19fBqsv9QGYk0VlYSc9Bc13TVuCnyizmcYt8aHPtSVjsrMKKXFkX87vWEBoAGCYY/s400/crysalid+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637432861477626706" /></a>Yesterday evening we came home and a beautiful butterfly was sitting beside his now empty cocoon. Then last night while we slept the other three made their entrance into the world. I hated we missed them coming out.<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2DGwetxJarGePPzVmT4n8veR-Z18gay2UENUe6nYuciSykdnzWvd0Eruzin47WXUsnynqGGaTH_XBA3uRBNtdMK5AdACpc7YrhEz451l-irG99AzBwGa-e5u83oOQIcyQKCiXJAQYlI/s1600/butterfly.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2DGwetxJarGePPzVmT4n8veR-Z18gay2UENUe6nYuciSykdnzWvd0Eruzin47WXUsnynqGGaTH_XBA3uRBNtdMK5AdACpc7YrhEz451l-irG99AzBwGa-e5u83oOQIcyQKCiXJAQYlI/s400/butterfly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637438838750252194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I have cropped this photo due to the nasty amount of blood we now have on our net. It looks like we slaughtered a small rodent inside their home.</div><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHPuLZLQDxJunAOis1f0ZIcT2F6QUGk43f5c-oE2Gy1CDy8conLOzvbnoW9IWDhyphenhyphenKU1PD7lU05mgwBnzcLt7cWAu6vD5k1ftawWp2yi3IX6DobM3czaaNgCLPc1sZ6THXLkWHFF20bfbc/s1600/buttery+fly+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHPuLZLQDxJunAOis1f0ZIcT2F6QUGk43f5c-oE2Gy1CDy8conLOzvbnoW9IWDhyphenhyphenKU1PD7lU05mgwBnzcLt7cWAu6vD5k1ftawWp2yi3IX6DobM3czaaNgCLPc1sZ6THXLkWHFF20bfbc/s400/buttery+fly+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637432864870834562" /></a>She is my first baby. You can tell they still aren't good using their wings. They will start flapping them violently and end up flipped over on their back. I have really enjoyed this project. I am dreading releasing them in a few days, but I know they will be ready to "spread their wings and fly" *sniff*.</div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-54527124956821475572011-07-20T17:48:00.000-07:002011-07-21T11:51:42.034-07:00Curriculum ordered? *check*!!<div>After weeks of spending about three hours a day researching curriculum I have finally got everything ordered. Luckily I have come across some awesome sites with free worksheets and lesson plans. I found a really neat online site <a href="http://www.homeschoolskedtrack.com/">SkedTrack</a>, it is a lesson planner/record keeper. You can also print out reports cards, and generate transcripts. Best of all it's free!! Here is a run down of resources we will be using this year:<br /><br /><b>Science</b>-<a href="http://www.chcweb.com/catalog/BeholdandSee3BeginningScience/product_info.html">Behold and See 3</a> from Catholic Heritage Curricula</div><div><br /><b>Math</b>- <a href="http://www.chcweb.com/catalog/MCPMathematics2005EditionLevelC/product_info.html">MCP</a><a href="http://www.chcweb.com/catalog/MCPMathematics2005EditionLevelC/product_info.html"> Mathematics</a></div><div><br /><b>Handwriting/Copy Work</b>- <a href="http://www.worksheetworks.com/english/writing/handwriting/handwriting-print-copy.html">Worksheet Works</a> is a free site to generate works in print or cursive. I am generating various Catholic prayers for Maddie to copy in print, then, later in the year I will switch it to cursive.</div><div><br /><b>Spelling/Dictation</b>- <a href="http://simplycharlottemason.com/books/spelling-wisdom/">Spelling Wisdom</a></div><div><br /><b>Grammar</b>-<a href="http://librivox.org/grammar-land-by-m-l-nesbitt/">Grammer-land</a>, I will also be pulling worksheet off various websites.</div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Reading</b>- We will be pulling from <a href="http://www.amblesideonline.org/ShakespeareSch.shtml">Ambleside online</a> and <a href="https://www.mheonline.com/discipline/narrow/1/1/22/open">Open Court Reading</a>.</div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Geography/map skills</b>- pulling from my Tanglewood Planner.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Social Studies- </b><a href="http://www.homeschoolinthewoods.com/HTTA/RecordofTime.htm">History through the Ages</a></div><div><br /><b>Art</b>-<a href="http://www.amblesideonline.org/ArtSch.shtml">Ambleside online</a> We will also do monthly classes at the Art museum.</div><div><br /><b>Music</b>-<a href="http://www.amblesideonline.org/ComposerSch.shtml">Ambleside online</a></div><div><br /><b>Computer</b>-<a href="http://oakdome.com/k5/lesson-plans/third-grade-lesson-plans.php"> K5 Computer Lab</a></div><div><br /><b>PE-</b>We don't really have a set lesson plan yet. I am waiting to see what our Homeschool Group does. I know we are doing Swim and Gym at the YMCA.</div><div><br /><b>Health</b>- Pulling from our <a href="http://eclectichomeschool.org/reviews/individual_review2.asp?revid=2231">Tanglewood Lesson planner</a>.</div><div><br /><b>Religion-</b> <a href="http://offers.imponline.com/ordinary-people-extraordinary-lives/">Ordinary People Extraordinary Lives</a>, for learning about saints and their feast days. Catholic Tradition, to help with the liturgical year and the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Saint-Joseph-Baltimore-Catechism-Catecisms/dp/0899422411/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1311213484&sr=1-3">St Joseph Baltimore Catechism.<br /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Foreign Language</b>- <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Prima-Latina-Student-Book-Introduction/dp/1930953518/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b">Prima Latina</a>, Ecclesiastical Latin.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Nature Study/Walk</b>- Charlotte Mason recommends going on a nature walk everyday and keeping a journal. I have printed journal pages from<a href="http://www.naturerocks.org/"> Nature Rocks</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Vocabulary- </b>We will pull words from the classical novel we are reading each week for our vocabulary words. If I feel this isn't working, I am going to order <a href="http://www.wordlywise3000.com/?goback=1&CFID=1896000&CFTOKEN=98328675&jsessionid=063093f434b499d3be24463382b3b55226f4">Wordly Wise</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Since this is my first year I have back up material ready in case something isn't working out. I would rather be over prepared than under prepared. </div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-84668007760733708622011-07-17T13:14:00.000-07:002011-07-17T14:24:51.165-07:00We our now an official school!We submitted the paperwork for our school this week and received conformation that we are now legally allowed to operate. We named the school Saint Thomas Aquinas Academy. St Thomas Aquinas is the patron saint of education. As far as curriculum, I am going mainly with the Charlotte Mason method. Charlotte Mason believed students should learn from "living" books not from text books that offer nothing but dry facts. To give you an idea of Miss Mason's teaching method, I took the paragraph below from <a href="http://www.amblesideonline.org/WhatIsCM.shtml">Ambleside Online</a>, Ambleside is a site that offers free curriculum using the Charlotte Mason Method.<br /><br /><blockquote><br /><br /><p>Based on Miss Mason's writings, a CM education would include:<br /><br />1.Narration, which consists of the child telling back a story.This takes the place<br />of composition in the early years.<br /><br />2. Copywork, or the transcribing of a<br />well-written piece of literature as handwriting practice.<br /><br />3. Nature<br />study with an emphasis on close, focused observation of creation as a means to<br />knowledge of God.<br /><br />4. Outdoor life is necessary to teach nature<br />first-hand, which means plenty of time spent out of doors each day in all<br />weather and in different environments for students of all ages. "School" for<br />children younger than six consisted almost entirely of time spent outdoors.<br /><br />5. Habit training as a discipline of the child's will and behavior.<br />Children are trained to develop the will, which is manifested in a strong<br />resolve to act in a right manner.<br /><br />6. Living Books rather than textbooks<br />to convey ideas. Living books, whether fiction or non-fiction, are more than<br />just interesting books that make a topic come alive. A true Living Book has the<br />best material, from the best minds, or at least the real story from someone who<br />was there or has a real interest in their subject. There is a high standard in<br />literary excellence and, while she advocated the use of many books, quality is<br />to be preferred over quantity.<br /><br />7. First-hand exposure to great and noble<br />ideas through books in each school subject, rather than rote memorization of dry<br />facts. Besides books, children are exposed to great minds through art, music and<br />poetry, which was read to the child daily.<br /><br />8. Memorization was used, not<br />to assimilate facts, but as a means to have material to meditate on, so her<br />students memorized scripture and poetry.<br /><br />9. History is taught with<br />primary sources and well-written history books.<br /><br />10. Literature is taught along with history. For example, if one is studying the Civil War, one would at the same time read works of American literature written at that time.<br /><br />11. Once children are able to read fluently, they read the lessons<br />themselves, except for books that need editing like Plutarch's Lives.<br /><br />12. Reading instruction was primarily based on sight vocabulary, but did<br />include use and teaching of phonics. Even beginning readers, she thought, one<br />ought to have something interesting to read, like nursery rhymes, rather than<br />dull first readers, so she taught the sight words necessary to allow them to<br />read real books.<br /><br />13. Schooling is teacher-directed, not child-led,<br />though the child can pursue any number of personal interests during their free<br />time (and her students had all afternoon free).<br /><br />14. Short lessons with<br />an emphasis on excellent execution and focused attention and variation in the<br />day's scheduled activities so as not to over-stress the brain on one task.<br /><br />15. In the teaching of mathematics, the ability to reason is emphasized<br />over "working sums", so emphasis is placed on story problems and working with<br />numbers that are within the child's comprehension, therefore, a<br />manipulative-based instruction is desirable.<br /><br />16. CM encouraged<br />proficiency in at least one other language, specifically French, as well as<br />study in Latin.<br /><br />17. Charlotte Mason set aside time each day for some<br />form of physical fitness routine which included daily walks and a "drill" which<br />included stretching, breathing exercises, calisthenics, dancing, singing, and<br />games.<br /><br />18. The knowledge of God, as found in the Bible, is the primary<br />knowledge and the most important.</p></blockquote><br /><br /><br />I have spend the last week ordering materials and setting up our classroom area. Our school is going to coincide with the Charter School calendar. I know it will be easier if Maddie and Chandler have the same days off. Our first day of school is August 15th, only four weeks to go!The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-57467385785288022622011-07-08T12:19:00.001-07:002011-07-08T12:47:35.136-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PPhY4Hqxjwii1OJebBNYdYLGf777-MoZxdchyphenhyphenI57x0ImU0WV3uD4WV0nv7IeHSojEY44mIEsbSpAGiL69uHaZ2ou1cBiTpiqgU62sE26_NdI9F2OfJB3j6xVno7YpqyLWrA-raF3gQ8/s1600/7_quick_takes_sm1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PPhY4Hqxjwii1OJebBNYdYLGf777-MoZxdchyphenhyphenI57x0ImU0WV3uD4WV0nv7IeHSojEY44mIEsbSpAGiL69uHaZ2ou1cBiTpiqgU62sE26_NdI9F2OfJB3j6xVno7YpqyLWrA-raF3gQ8/s400/7_quick_takes_sm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070403571243378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-1-<br /><div style="text-align: left;">I went to the doctor yesterday about the foot pain that I have been experiencing for a few months now. She discovered tha<span style="font-style: italic;">t</span> I have Plantar Fasciitis<span class="st"><em></em></span> and a heel spur in my left foot. The good news is while it has caused me a great deal of pain, it's very treatable with the right exercises and orthopedic inserts.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-2-<br /><div style="text-align: left;">These days I spend way to much time day dreaming on <a href="http://pinterest.com/">Pinterest</a>. For those who aren't familiar with Pinterest here is a blurb from their website. <blockquote>Pinterest lets you organize and share all the beautiful things you find on the web. People use pinboards to plan their weddings, decorate their homes, and organize their favorite recipes. Best of all, you can browse pinboards created by other people. Browsing pinboards is a fun way to discover new things and get inspiration from people who share your interests</blockquote></div></div></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-3-<br /></div> Someone has dropped yet another kitten off at our house. We don't have the room or means to take care of the several that have already shown up at our door. This poor baby is barely old enough to be away from it's mother. If anyone wants a kitten or cat *please* contact me!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-4-<br /><div style="text-align: left;">I picked up some really pretty yarn today. This weekend I am going to attempt to teach myself to crochet.<br /><br /> <div style="text-align: center;">-5-<br /> <div style="text-align: left;">The kids went to a really neat sports camp at a local church this past week. We love taking full advantage of all the free programs offered for kids during the summer. Tomorrow we are taking the kids bowling for free. :)<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;">-6-<br /> <div style="text-align: left;">I am so, so thankful for my best friend. I feel like she is the only person that truly gets me. Don't get me wrong, my husband is amazingly, wonderful, and I am thankful that he loves me and tolerates all my quirks and awkwardness. But, whenever I am in despair and feel like "it's me against the world", I know I can talk to her and afterwards I feel like it's *us* against the world.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-7-<br /><div style="text-align: left;">At night Maddie can't sleep in a completely silent room so we play books on CD to help her fall asleep. Today I picked up Bridge to Terabithia on CD at the library. When I was a child, it was my all time favorite book. I hope the kids enjoy it as much as I did.<br /><br /><br />I hope everyone has a blessed weekend.<br /><span class="st"><em></em></span></div></div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-57411222202509668612011-07-06T19:13:00.000-07:002011-07-06T20:20:10.508-07:00The Practice of Humility<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/subalbumone/walkwithhimwednesdays2-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">When I read the topic of this weeks Walk with him Wednesday, The Litany of Humility immediately came to my mind. I am <span style="font-weight: bold;">not</span> a humble person, in fact of all the deadly sins, pride is pretty high up on my list of struggles. I am always wanting validation. I want my accomplishments to be acknowledged. Nothing upsets me more than when I clean the house spotless and my husband walks through the door and doesn't say a word about it. Here, I have worked my tail off all day to make the home pleasing for him and he can't even acknowledge it!? Now of course, I can't tell you the last time he walked through the door and I immediately let him know how great he was for laboring so hard all day in the hot sun to provide for our family (thoughtfulness is also not an area of strength for me) but I don't ever think about that, I am just looking for <span style="font-weight: bold;">my</span> recognition.<br />To be humble should not be such a task. It's not like Jesus is asking us to part the sea or walk on water. He is asking very simple things, simple things that for some reason can seem impossible to live by. When I pray The Litany of Humility I sometimes have to pause and add the words "lord please help me to truly mean what I am saying" So much of the prayer I can't even bring my self to truly want. It tastes like vinegar coming out of my mouth. Hopefully one day I can say this prayer with ease and truly feel and mean every word of it. Then, hopefully, I will not have the urge to have everyone tell me how wonderful I am for being so humble :). When the litany of humility is prayed in a private setting by two or more people, the lines given in italics below are the responses to a leader. I always say it by myself.<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Litany of Humility</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">O Jesus! meek and humble of heart, Hear me.<br />From the desire of being esteemed,<br />Deliver me, Jesus. (repeat after each line)<br />From the desire of being loved,<br />From the desire of being extolled,<br />From the desire of being honored,<br />From the desire of being praised,<br />From the desire of being preferred to others,<br />From the desire of being consulted,<br />From the desire of being approved,<br />From the fear of being humiliated,<br />From the fear of being despised,<br />From the fear of suffering rebukes,<br />From the fear of being calumniated,<br />From the fear of being forgotten,<br />From the fear of being ridiculed,<br />From the fear of being wronged,<br />From the fear of being suspected,<br />That others may be loved more than I,<br />Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it. (repeat after each line)<br />That others may be esteemed more than I ,<br />That, in the opinion of the world,<br />others may increase and I may decrease,<br />That others may be chosen and I set aside,<br />That others may be praised and I unnoticed,<br />That others may be preferred to me in everything,<br />That others may become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should,<br />Amen<br /></div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-42549399908427712272011-07-04T22:25:00.000-07:002011-07-05T06:58:55.375-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZwCN8liikyidmd94aKIDbDz2utaBK8royJqfZspa9DIdj8ktb-2IngFFkXDJLibLirIGYi0ctLSkjIhSz9GX1gWOPJv_OdVEeuKGvFiW39H6Au0IftlWs4pQIXrNRdImRPh34ADyaLA/s1600/simple-woman-daybook.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZwCN8liikyidmd94aKIDbDz2utaBK8royJqfZspa9DIdj8ktb-2IngFFkXDJLibLirIGYi0ctLSkjIhSz9GX1gWOPJv_OdVEeuKGvFiW39H6Au0IftlWs4pQIXrNRdImRPh34ADyaLA/s400/simple-woman-daybook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625742690429336770" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />FOR TODAY<br />Outside my window..It's dark, I barely see the silhouettes off the tree branches.<br /><br />I am thinking...I should really go to bed if I want to have a productive day tomorrow..err..technically later today.<br /><br />I am thankful...For the long weekend with my family.<br /><br />From the learning rooms...We are learning about germination.<br /><br />In the kitchen...We have two yummy cakes on the counter.<br /><br />I am wearing...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">demin</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">capri's</span> and a blue and white striped shirt (soon-pajamas)<br /><br />I am creating...a functional schooling area.<br /><br />I am going...to bed very soon!<br /><br />I am wondering...why I stay up so late knowing how early I need to be up.<br /><br />I am reading...Alfie <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kohn</span>- The Homework Myth<br /><br />I am hoping...I get my to do list done this week<br /><br />I am looking forward to...my car getting fixed Thursday<br /><br />I am hearing...my cat breathing from my lap.<br /><br />Around the house...I am getting lots of organizing done, I need to work on my pantry tomorrow.<br /><br />I am pondering these words....But each one must examine his own work, and then he will have <i>reason for</i> boasting in regard to himself alone, and not in regard to another. Galatians 6:4<br /><br />One of my favorite things...having the best neighbors anyone could ask for.<br /><br />A few plans for the rest of the week: The usual swimming, library, bowling, etc. Thursday we have our friends annual corn roast to attend to celebrate his birthday.<br /><br />Here is picture for thought I am sharing...I make this cake every 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> of July.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi73zp2F-7bs3j95wau2RzuZPmrJPY_s8q7Hys50TpMw4rpdCfeIq8ASTe6RP4nv6u61nyByABAZj00gJPFPVJMeda3CreK4FPNqQDYlsDCTliInnqoAwigosawBCjZSBAFxfqqyiNcvwE/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+050.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi73zp2F-7bs3j95wau2RzuZPmrJPY_s8q7Hys50TpMw4rpdCfeIq8ASTe6RP4nv6u61nyByABAZj00gJPFPVJMeda3CreK4FPNqQDYlsDCTliInnqoAwigosawBCjZSBAFxfqqyiNcvwE/s400/4th+weekend+2011+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625742699864994722" border="0" /></a>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-23766472518809676822011-07-04T21:38:00.000-07:002011-07-04T22:08:26.828-07:00Come to the light.......The kids planted bean seeds a few days ago and they have started sprouting<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8P0CLhJXo6AXea3gN8lHgjcfdrGJmUgVsxGERwP-oLOwozmbQfFDnXhTSxydA7uztpcHEqgez_cwRkgWLHiEawHtvgUo-w7fPv-8ZOOKfLUautUvSx-44wA059ETlIQrYFxymx_gKf54/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8P0CLhJXo6AXea3gN8lHgjcfdrGJmUgVsxGERwP-oLOwozmbQfFDnXhTSxydA7uztpcHEqgez_cwRkgWLHiEawHtvgUo-w7fPv-8ZOOKfLUautUvSx-44wA059ETlIQrYFxymx_gKf54/s400/4th+weekend+2011+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625724113748900450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6-IJKKJa26ZED3PpABeMjg6SCbmYQ8EOlkgR5diBAEoMimpy46NYI6fPLG8PFxscedxks_XgrfDnie4RVU0AcgyGDtEoTlBCc9W8-DnO8yghqEUwbCap7vIYs-VCeBhwl8SHcSL65yQ/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6-IJKKJa26ZED3PpABeMjg6SCbmYQ8EOlkgR5diBAEoMimpy46NYI6fPLG8PFxscedxks_XgrfDnie4RVU0AcgyGDtEoTlBCc9W8-DnO8yghqEUwbCap7vIYs-VCeBhwl8SHcSL65yQ/s400/4th+weekend+2011+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625724099790262658" border="0" /></a><br />We noticed that they were growing toward the light of the heat lamp they set below. We decided to turn the plant around and see how long it took the plant to change directions and position itself back toward the light.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Here it is before we turned it</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXNwFF_awpWo_7lUV3DWu9mXanPvAGLhawKE6xThEJCl1HkQIL3IgOMM5q5k1sKxnYZfjUikpnLS0hfb73c4y5jAfVBNShDXf5s91v8qjB-VsD1BCI_5SJGgxKn15Hf5n9pYJGWlcg40k/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+018.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXNwFF_awpWo_7lUV3DWu9mXanPvAGLhawKE6xThEJCl1HkQIL3IgOMM5q5k1sKxnYZfjUikpnLS0hfb73c4y5jAfVBNShDXf5s91v8qjB-VsD1BCI_5SJGgxKn15Hf5n9pYJGWlcg40k/s400/4th+weekend+2011+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625725367685600162" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Right after we turned it</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWBUV8XWX0Ig6gMGu0wH6r93dxCbdAfdfcIATMZzuRG_81uhQNplvF9cie352vhBcK4_CBSn20afh9HHO7La0UxlsCtqavod1mgFxGbg7CXslG7avjee3BPNXHDhq6jvDTw-P_o36UITc/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+043.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWBUV8XWX0Ig6gMGu0wH6r93dxCbdAfdfcIATMZzuRG_81uhQNplvF9cie352vhBcK4_CBSn20afh9HHO7La0UxlsCtqavod1mgFxGbg7CXslG7avjee3BPNXHDhq6jvDTw-P_o36UITc/s400/4th+weekend+2011+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625725374252371634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">After about twenty-five minutes<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3YA0TnuUyoPpkZVYc8xcPAdZm8ob0i4QqpzATaMHVI4AuteZV4hcS4eDkskOcRKXMSaez48MOeTQ8tyRsClTf7hTsrUDtNLX_DZ4nZyqpIToW2lm8SR1NMS2-sH-j6wh709AhfBvU9lY/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3YA0TnuUyoPpkZVYc8xcPAdZm8ob0i4QqpzATaMHVI4AuteZV4hcS4eDkskOcRKXMSaez48MOeTQ8tyRsClTf7hTsrUDtNLX_DZ4nZyqpIToW2lm8SR1NMS2-sH-j6wh709AhfBvU9lY/s400/4th+weekend+2011+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625725384327828354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">After one hour it had completely turned back toward the lamp<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFM3wLKSDF6pqpLc1GxA2iseem8-RnpysWXsJG3XIlme42S8mpy1rKTQxmaPH9uhfbeFYx4rQ1v4w_j9MGSbFuo0c7unn7smLVqhOCx7YukeTEvdfY8c49XXwJ-E9pnj5FI-EEAiajr6o/s1600/4th+weekend+2011+019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFM3wLKSDF6pqpLc1GxA2iseem8-RnpysWXsJG3XIlme42S8mpy1rKTQxmaPH9uhfbeFYx4rQ1v4w_j9MGSbFuo0c7unn7smLVqhOCx7YukeTEvdfY8c49XXwJ-E9pnj5FI-EEAiajr6o/s400/4th+weekend+2011+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625725359494749634" border="0" /></a>Here is what we learned about why this process happens:<br /><br /><h2 class="header Heading3"></h2><blockquote><h2 class="header Heading3"> Phototropism</h2><h2 style="font-weight: normal;" class="header Heading3">The movement of plants towards light begins at germination. This is a survival mechanism called phototropism. By orienting their leaves and stems towards light plants ensure that they will receive the maximum energy possible for photosynthesis. Phototropism is a complex hormonal and chemical response to light that is still not fully understood by scientists.</h2><h2 style="font-weight: normal;" class="header Heading3">Read more: <a style="color: #003399;" href="http://www.ehow.com/about_5459208_do-plants-bend-towards-light.html#ixzz1RCjPGDnj">Why Do Plants Bend Towards Light? | eHow.com</a> <a style="color: #003399;" href="http://www.ehow.com/about_5459208_do-plants-bend-towards-light.html#ixzz1RCjPGDnj">http://www.ehow.com/about_5459208_do-plants-bend-towards-light.html#ixzz1RCjPGDnj</a><br /></h2></blockquote><h2 style="font-weight: normal;" class="header Heading3"></h2>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-7048628493715377632011-07-02T08:30:00.000-07:002011-07-02T09:24:51.682-07:00To Market, to Market.....Yesterday I had a bad day and was reduced to tears (nothing horrible, just me being selfish, and impatient). So this morning I headed to the farmers market to cheer myself up. I didn't get there early enough to grab some corn which I really wanted but I did come across some great finds.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZKbUnNljnvQSj64H9W98VmUJYFlojntRQ4SwVvS5uMbMCGJOjajtPCiqN4pMMrd1Jyg4DILqkpVqyHD4JfT-AM5eaaZSA5_kgfOBkP4XJm6H8APB1dmpW6I5UoN7ucZpHa_HQxRQvB_0/s1600/farmers+market+001+retouch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZKbUnNljnvQSj64H9W98VmUJYFlojntRQ4SwVvS5uMbMCGJOjajtPCiqN4pMMrd1Jyg4DILqkpVqyHD4JfT-AM5eaaZSA5_kgfOBkP4XJm6H8APB1dmpW6I5UoN7ucZpHa_HQxRQvB_0/s400/farmers+market+001+retouch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624787936899281938" br="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVLzOg9eCdmrEgUBS_zhnzzAcPZPHJMHcuPD85w_CE0hLzfPzNVu6Bt7-ajmMPsrJM4XZL3kLxkNFRJmrc_hRJPbpv5MABn1zzgp_wJye_lygxxlBPmmsIM6iAunZE0v9UcJ4fDrQbdGc/s1600/farmers+market+003+retouch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVLzOg9eCdmrEgUBS_zhnzzAcPZPHJMHcuPD85w_CE0hLzfPzNVu6Bt7-ajmMPsrJM4XZL3kLxkNFRJmrc_hRJPbpv5MABn1zzgp_wJye_lygxxlBPmmsIM6iAunZE0v9UcJ4fDrQbdGc/s400/farmers+market+003+retouch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624787945613690722" border="0" /></a>My goodies- A batch of blueberries so I can make my annual American flag cake for the 4th, local honey, strawberry preserves, apple & spice butter, and some sweet bread as a treat for the kids.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidUG3rDMb5JFwuaLNP1pxShVjeqhrfBPEgkSaaWsQR63B6ZXdwifvwfcfKH4Mht6sjy4IFPhQx0sklFjNUk37QeOOWJA9Cn_UTy0NS09Rc_RQAqmdzxca7nCuX-ZMAtWbsbeIIJWCZ3L4/s1600/farmers+market+retouched.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidUG3rDMb5JFwuaLNP1pxShVjeqhrfBPEgkSaaWsQR63B6ZXdwifvwfcfKH4Mht6sjy4IFPhQx0sklFjNUk37QeOOWJA9Cn_UTy0NS09Rc_RQAqmdzxca7nCuX-ZMAtWbsbeIIJWCZ3L4/s400/farmers+market+retouched.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624787938276660962" border="0" /></a><br />For breakfast I toasted some bread, added a little bit of the apple butter and cinnamon and it was heaven!! Also, I wanted to add I tried several different salsa sample while I was there and they were scrumptious. The lady who makes them has a blog and you can find her <a href="http://theartfulomnivore.blogspot.com">theartfulomnivore</a> ~ Blessings ChristinaThe Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-79985958218607346502011-06-28T19:04:00.000-07:002011-06-28T21:15:32.005-07:00Spend a day with us....<div style="text-align: center;">This summer has started off full speed. This year I am babysitting between 3 and 6 kids a day (on top of my three) for a total of ten spirited little ones!! Here are a few ways I keep them busy:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Swimming is always a splash.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbSyKgDdm2prmSA1iLPOnRDqXkeLdt3y0g3zMqop_AN2eduhqPuAkK-pPha-ZC5VFVgLfLJAlVK8wDenh3BsesFo6W7OY1Ueumka4djrvI2dg4Z_gLR507H3mirm_ELl-UhHnWjjvo2uA/s1600/Copy+of+June+by+the+pool+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbSyKgDdm2prmSA1iLPOnRDqXkeLdt3y0g3zMqop_AN2eduhqPuAkK-pPha-ZC5VFVgLfLJAlVK8wDenh3BsesFo6W7OY1Ueumka4djrvI2dg4Z_gLR507H3mirm_ELl-UhHnWjjvo2uA/s400/Copy+of+June+by+the+pool+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623478860291410034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCVC4p1otWrhEKXb1QN2awOeDIdLt83NCi329BIL5fHD1ItHLOtvOotdKlHEPoTbHv-yWQkpWQ6Y-JMiX_pS-dPrjQylKa43i3LwTv92C7xwOXlqD1c_BS42IPWBFN5lvlepPa2Ie5RM/s1600/Copy+of+June+by+the+pool+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCVC4p1otWrhEKXb1QN2awOeDIdLt83NCi329BIL5fHD1ItHLOtvOotdKlHEPoTbHv-yWQkpWQ6Y-JMiX_pS-dPrjQylKa43i3LwTv92C7xwOXlqD1c_BS42IPWBFN5lvlepPa2Ie5RM/s400/Copy+of+June+by+the+pool+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623478855916040418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b17M21oPggpFyd6DcQvqF_lpgsde0I5bv9GI3eVUCJ8UY-3ZhXoHaZMoTFm4LyO1L9TJAFke0EWAMsP0QdTcfcQe1kuWUXC_bLlhXhv0Ou7VHeB9CF7u2bxDFfoLHcc0HJVpvm41iv0/s1600/Copy+of+June+by+the+pool+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b17M21oPggpFyd6DcQvqF_lpgsde0I5bv9GI3eVUCJ8UY-3ZhXoHaZMoTFm4LyO1L9TJAFke0EWAMsP0QdTcfcQe1kuWUXC_bLlhXhv0Ou7VHeB9CF7u2bxDFfoLHcc0HJVpvm41iv0/s400/Copy+of+June+by+the+pool+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623478863284218610" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Plus it give me some time to catch up on reading *smiles*<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieD0T9pCm1jLbL-lpjW5KTqPj9nLGec1pb_prO6KTsrD5xrP0srzhjRLC9WTyPdrztr1OZs7Cm3zFaj6vam7vNoBNMYarR6PYcn46626yS4M7q_Xzofj-9Z4pkLABURp1dLsdDXr37Gek/s1600/pooljune2011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieD0T9pCm1jLbL-lpjW5KTqPj9nLGec1pb_prO6KTsrD5xrP0srzhjRLC9WTyPdrztr1OZs7Cm3zFaj6vam7vNoBNMYarR6PYcn46626yS4M7q_Xzofj-9Z4pkLABURp1dLsdDXr37Gek/s400/pooljune2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623478870143135362" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Taking the kids for a walk around town helps get out some energy and you never know what you will find while walking through town</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKp3_qY6mfgdvcPlIIDHrnldf6ncSl5VlVtf8Kv9CzEtBj-fyh3gSIw7ZZWCjk8tBui4zca1zll_2jKGYLSVDzzdcUVMKFGQLjbGm8KkaJ0Ju6Hs8ne-VhW0VP7MmBqejkUanYPMrtNs/s1600/flower628.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWoNCnGuQ_Z4saEN5v5V8CZqmZ4vzlejve0eUl2WKPtGlifZhjj3yikjmmpNGHox0kFNjPfHL22v8KoPDg15oXMlJYvKEpcgoEc6QjAmwGkAy4vMqxATw0mhrRIOUtyypqa4OOGGz4b3s/s400/tracks628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623481062780299970" border="0" /></a>My row of ducklings<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYkAql4wjGgzjoqeFxZ-jBuQ3XgTjOnEjjsTVurlxir16m4D39dtSU_Gd6W5QGA-0IedgcVwhz0Ysq0zJrQ8sPKUE49W7lVkRk-N34EpyLMKW3iaoRcFTOw6ROG8ArqXOjufaHedL4AoQ/s1600/june2011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYkAql4wjGgzjoqeFxZ-jBuQ3XgTjOnEjjsTVurlxir16m4D39dtSU_Gd6W5QGA-0IedgcVwhz0Ysq0zJrQ8sPKUE49W7lVkRk-N34EpyLMKW3iaoRcFTOw6ROG8ArqXOjufaHedL4AoQ/s400/june2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623481078352728722" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIQCrLD27nRFOFsFukNBBhh_WaKP4nVemaVL_OqtFuX91lNLvolALQmv_uxIb3LibnbqJgynk6iPQP0n9FLex69i7YSz6H3cSgwNqdzsRuK5xETdTR_J5GXkzec7-3cSiq4zoZN8x1jWo/s1600/P6280311.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0gp714waJWRibngge9B-CrboUq-wrFjdfe7EDdygRvcyuHk7BL94UDIYPMrAQvKIjE3CEBT5uGVLNhsj6CxOI3ISxapwlRptf3qj7LGD_4mpRdZQbBrmhF0NhOu2qcmYVzNSiWWhoC8E/s400/walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623482292075695858" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Activities at the library are a huge hit!!<br /></div><br />Each week for the summer reading program our library has wonderful events planned, This week's theme is...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Trekking Across Europe</span><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBV0U5zDNpCioukYg0MJkmImyNCzlT6bTIQ9Oy5H1VD2cue9VVKPQFl8UAg7LkFNlbVseqKCNA4SxMvOwd7qCv7BG2Ov_7pN9N4Bc50Q3QGvrsQ8SzHrcIxEsi5-8mqTykctqSZAx2jws/s1600/P6280316.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOZ87NmDRZzfOoqaj_Rwra7OYKgBIPjf_HnGBRXfv6cQVDTRKrPYKGvlCUc8ltDTJjt8CM15Gb4wqx_zrmoRJrvopFG4UYL5aBeeIme7mv8GbbSNwTv3HK7WbqOLgm1S9eQFf2_SKBX4/s400/Lukeandjoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623485724597379058" border="0" /></a>Joseph and Lucas made their own London Bridge<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF4a03n8hf-mKCDhLkfX1TC6TadfT12gLIvZD676kmfr0oIqVV_CqcrJQrTYvSVYpGb6cjOCe1k1QeCRTsPkWCpgkpGSCmLIn5kxEs4cCtySGCXeDQ0EpjHEgI8vwuD3CAJ3mcZcGhfaY/s1600/kidsjune2011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF4a03n8hf-mKCDhLkfX1TC6TadfT12gLIvZD676kmfr0oIqVV_CqcrJQrTYvSVYpGb6cjOCe1k1QeCRTsPkWCpgkpGSCmLIn5kxEs4cCtySGCXeDQ0EpjHEgI8vwuD3CAJ3mcZcGhfaY/s400/kidsjune2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623485730397593090" border="0" /></a>My Gang<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I hope everyone is enjoy their summer too! Blessings!!<br /></div></div>The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-9829514838690922072011-06-28T18:05:00.000-07:002011-07-17T13:06:52.442-07:00Ch-ch-ch-ch changesAs David Bowie would say it, are on the way. The first big change is ((((((drum-roll))))))......<br />I am pulling Maddie out of the Charter School and homeschooling her. This is very,very bitter-sweet. I adore the Charter school. I thank God everyday for giving us the opportunity to put our children in this school and keep them out of public school. Watching Victoria I have seen the power of peer influence, and pressure and it's scary!! I am sure you are wondering about Chandler. Right now Chandler doesn't seem to care what others think of him. He is not one to follow the crowd. In the future if I feel he is starting to succumb to peer pressure, I will pull him out to. So, for now, he is happy and I am happy, cautiously happy.<br /><br />The next big change I am a bit hesitant to put out here. I haven't discussed it with my close family and friends yet and I know this will be a joyous surprise for some, but, Rodney and I have discussed it in great length for a couple years now. We both agree that he should under go a vasectomy reversal!!! Now, we can't really afford it as of yet but we have found a doctor that will do it for low cost. We are saving money, money to get us the rest of the way there.<br /><br />When he got the vasectomy we were young, stressed, and sleep deprived. We had three children under five and, Rodney had just deployed for a year. I knew I couldn't use the pill since it is an abortifacient, and NFP didn't seem doable with us only seeing each other sporadically. I ask God to please forgive me, then sent my husband off to end our chances of ever having another child. I have never been happy with this. The more I learned about why we should be open to children they worse I felt. I have confessed my sin, but feel we should go further. Please pray for me and my family on this journey I feel we are in for a long and rocky ride with this one.<br />In God's love~ChristinaThe Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1045782232709995885.post-2685088427328814702011-04-11T05:21:00.000-07:002011-04-11T05:30:11.473-07:00Share a feel-good photo with someone you know.....I participate in daily challenges at <a href="https://challenge.meyouhealth.com/">Me You Health</a> today's challenge is to share a feel good photo. So here is mine<br /><br /><a on="" blur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQ6f9zfBrVPG71yl1DVEUKno_O9nTzTqkYjdJV44M1T3zJPm0pv4g2-U1ufp4mrAxIJ1weWZZASUwomIJBOUpBrjXgdCri5uTseMTT4N_2ln815Hqvimzbj7kra5nFIIdzCqFTCuym0I/s1600/Chandler+Birth.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQ6f9zfBrVPG71yl1DVEUKno_O9nTzTqkYjdJV44M1T3zJPm0pv4g2-U1ufp4mrAxIJ1weWZZASUwomIJBOUpBrjXgdCri5uTseMTT4N_2ln815Hqvimzbj7kra5nFIIdzCqFTCuym0I/s400/Chandler+Birth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594301597750309026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was May 24th 2000, the day my Chandler was born.The Karneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942762757392006397noreply@blogger.com0