Bolthouse Farms

Just this weekend, I learned of a company called Bolthouse Farms. I live in small town Idaho, and have to actually put forth an effort to look for the type of all natural products (primarily juices/smoothies and salad dressings) this company sells. To be honest, I usually don't even try. However when I read of them this weekend, I decided to seek out a store in my area that carried their products. The reason I did this is because of a boycott being organized against their products by Liberal Gay Activists. To quote their website, they are unhappy with the fact that:

"William Bolthouse, founder and 43% owner of Bolthouse Farms, a farm in California that provides organic juices, lemonades, and smoothies to places like Whole Foods and other organic market places, has just recently given a donation of $100,000 to proponents of a campaign to strip California couples of the right to marry. "

So I went to the Bolthouse Farms Website and read their mission statement. I will quote the beginning of their mission philosophy.

Corporate Philosophy - The purpose of this Company is to glorify God through our business transactions, our work, and our relationships. It is further our desire to bring honor and glory to the Name of Jesus Christ by following God's Word in all of our dealings with employees, suppliers, and customers. God's Work as contained in His Inspired Scriptures will be the final authority in all Corporate matters concerning direction, decisions, and disputes.

As soon as I read this, I was sold. It's such a rare gem to find this a company these days, in a world where it is so politically incorrect to bring religious faith into the workplace, and market place. I will (and did today) go out of my way to support a company like this. You see, I'm a Conservative Christian. The gay activists can call for a boycott, and they are just standing up for their rights, but for a conservative Christian to call for support for this company, that means I'm considered a bigot. As I said before, I just learned of this company. I have nothing to gain financially by calling other people to support them. I just want to stand up for a company that is doing what is right!

I went to the Bolthouse Farms Store Locator and found some stores in my area (Winco, Wal-Mart, and Albertsons), and set out in search of their products. I will admit, they cost more than I would normally spend on juice (I guess most all natural products are). However I'm happy to spend my money on this. After buying a couple of bottles of smoothies, and a bottle of salad dressing, we headed to Costco to finish up the rest of our shopping, and stumbled upon more Bolthouse Juice products. I happily purchased them as well. All that we got tasted very good. Here is what one shelf of our fridge looks like today. Mark really liked the Perfectly Protein Vanilla Chai. I liked the C-Boost Tropical Fruit Smoothie.

Soooooo, if you are in the market for some all natural juices, smoothies, or lower fat, lower calorie salad dressing, please consider supporting this company that is really willing to put their money where their mouth is!

Whew, I'm tired!

I've had the sleepies lately. Don't know what my malfunction is. It's always something with me isn't it? A couple of weeks ago I started noticing some lumps in my neck. They are lymph nodes. I had 3 that were very enlarged. They were causing quite a bit of discomfort, and a hummer of a headache. I called my family doctor's office. I couldn't get an appointment to see him for another week. I had a worried hubby and mom, so I made an appointment with the nurse practitioner, for the next day. I took the time off of work, and drove the 20 minutes to arrive at the doctors office 5 minutes before my scheduled appointment. I sat in the waiting room, and I sat there and sat there. 40 minutes later I was taken to a children's exam room. The only reading material in the room was kids books and pregnancy magazines. I was left in the exam room another 20 minutes. The NP came in. She acknowledged the wait, but didn't apologize. I wanted to throw a fit, but I maintained my composure. I told her what was going on, she felt, said they were enlarged lymph nodes, gave me some antibiotics and said if it didn't clear up in 4 weeks to call back. I won't be calling her back thank you very much. I'll go to the-dock-in-the-box a mile from my office for a wait like that. At least I expect to wait when I go there, since they don't accept appointments.

The lumps are still there, but thankfully have gone down a lot. A bad experience like that just makes me like my doctor even more. I don't mind waiting for him, because once I see him, I get his attention for as long as I need. He's a great doctor. He and his nurse sat with me for nearly an hour as I cried during my annual exam after our miscarriage. That's not common in this day and age of rush rush rush.

I think the biggest part of my sleepies today was from sitting in the sun for 4 hours at the fairgrounds. I work for a natural gas company, and my company hosted a "gas rodeo" today.



If you want to know what I'm referring to by "gas rodeo" there's a video
We had the exact same events today at our rodeo. The winning team from my company will go to a national competition. They did things like picking up an egg with a backhoe without breaking it. It was fun. It was hot! We had a BBQ afterwards. Poor Mark got bored, but he did get good hubby points for going! While we were there, we saw our nephews who were showing their pigs at a different event at the same fair grounds. Lots of fun today! I guess now that it's 11:00 pm, I have a right to be tired.... (we just won't talk about the 2 hour nap this afternoon) :)

What can I say

Well, What can I say for myself? I'm slow, and lack motivation. Last weekend, I started modifying my blog with great hopes of a full overhaul. A week later, I haven't done anything else, except for leave it nearly impossible to read. So I'm going to change back to a default blogger template. They are boring but readable. I can then work on some graphics and other stuff, while you can still read this stuff!

Thanks for your patience

An Apology

I just wanted to post a quick apology. I'm playing around with some updating on my blog. Until I get the bugs worked out, this make things difficult to read or access for a little while. I have no idea how long it's going to take me! I really don't even know what I want :) So I guess that complicates things. That and the fact that it's been years since I've done written HTML, and I've pretty much forgotten everything! I'm borrowing code, and reading up on how to make the changes I want to! Thanks for your patience!

Who does this stuff?

I know my blog is nothing too exciting. As the sub-title says, it's just my daily nonsense.... and not even daily at that anymore. My blog isn't too exciting, because my life isn't too exciting. And truthfully, sometimes that's really best. So we've established, it's none-too-exciting, but I do have a handful of faithful readers. How does know you ask might ask yourself, as there are rarely comments. I have a hidden counter, and stat tracker on this blog. It captures benign information about your visit here, like how you got here (if from a link, etc) what page you were on when you left, date and time of visit, your ISP, city and state of your ISP, etc. I check this information from time to time, and I'm often surprised at how regularly some of you visit, even when my posts have been sparse. I'm honored that you want a window into my life. I actually had a blog (not this blog) long before they were called blogs, and were so cool! It was about 10 years ago, and I wrote all the html code myself, but I digress.

Back to the comments. I got a spammed comment to my previous blog post. OUCH, it was like a slap in the face, or a kick in the gut. There I was, having an emotional night, and pouring my heart out into my post, and someone spams that post out of all of them! Why couldn't it have been a silly scrap booking post or something like that? It was a post about how children are a gift from God and I should go enter their picture for some scholarship drawing, or something stupid like that. For this reason I have changed my settings to require you to type in some verification letters before leaving a post. I don't want to require a log-in at this point. That might come later if the spam becomes a problem. Hopefully this was an isolated event. Most of the time it wouldn't have bothered me a bit. But really, who does this stuff?

And about that post... I'm doing better now. It's those hills and valleys.

In the way of excitement today, Mark and I drove around for a "Parade of Homes" put on by the local builders association. They were all homes WAY out of our league, but it was fun to see them, and get ideas for things we'd like to incorporate in our home, or future home. The most expensive home we saw was about 6 times the value of our current home. One house had a master closet that was about the size of our current bedroom. It was CRAZY! Another home had a beautiful courtyard and all kinds of bells and whistles. It was fun to daydream, but my feet are tired!

Pressed but not crushed...

This journey of life is not always an easy one. It was never promised to be. I have noticed with myself that I have hills and valleys. Right now seems to be a valley. It's quiet here. I feel alone, but I know I'm not.

It's been 15 months since our baby, Gabe, went to be with Jesus. He was with such a short time. I never held him in my arms. Only in my womb for four precious weeks. I don't even know when when he left us. For that matter, I don't even know he was a he. But I need for our baby to have an identity. How can someone be with us for such a short time, yet forever change the shape of my heart?

It's been 15 months, how can I still be so broken? I want to be fixed. I should be "over" this by now. But with our baby's death, also came the death of all I had hoped and dreamed for my child for the many years we have been trying to conceive. I almost didn't go for my beta (blood pregnancy test) that month. I truly didn't believe I was pregnant. I was prepared for another let down. But the nurse called and told me it was positive. She was guarded, it didn't look good even then, but I allowed myself to hope. This was the miracle we had been praying for. I know that our baby is no less of a miracle now just because he's not with us. That doesn't take away the hurt.

Also not to be discounted are the three precious babies who we received through embryo adoption who went to be with Jesus in January. My body seems to be a tomb.

We have been trying for a baby for 5 years now. I have so many emotions swirling in me right now, but I need to remind myself of this truth:

"We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed."

God has a very real purpose for this season in my life. I want to thank God for a lady I've never met named Angie (http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/), who will probably never see this blog. Her heart breaking experience, and keen ear for what God has to say to her brought me back to this truth. I sat here in my recliner tonight having my pity party for one, and looked at her blog, and ended up having a very real experience with God, like (very sadly) I haven't had in quite awhile.

My post today is such a hodge-podge of emotions. But what can I say folks, this is where I'm at.

Digital Scrapping

I really haven't had much to say lately. I've been a bad blogger! I've done quite a bit of digital scrap booking. I finished our vacation scrapbook and had it printed. I'm quite happy with the results. I ordered it from an online scrap booking company that printed it and bound it as an actual book. I've had quite a number of complements on it, so I guess I'm correct to be pleased with it. In addition to that, I was hired by a co-worker to do a scrapbook of her family reunion last year. She's giving it to her mom next week. I can't wait to hear what she thinks of it. I really enjoy the digital scrap booking. So this "for hire" project gave me some great practice, some new learning, and a bit of money to boot! So that's pretty exciting. Then this last week I did another project for a friend. Her son is "special person of the week" at his preschool. So I did 6 pages for her that will be on the bulletin board at his preschool. I would love to share these projects with you, but since they are not mine, I probably shouldn't, but I can share with you a couple of other small projects I've done.

This is what I gave my mom for Mother's Day. At one point, when talking to someone about my history I said something about "my mom." They said, "You mean your 'real mom'..." That comment REALLY irritates me. They are both my 'real mom.' So I explained to them, one is no more important to who I have become than the other. I have two moms. One who gave me life, and one who taught me what to do with it. So I decided to pass that little bit onto my mom, and what better time to tell her thanks that way than Mother's Day?

These next pages aren't from my pictures, but they are family, so I will share. This is my mom and dad. As I was looking through boxes of family pictures at my parents house last month, I came across several wedding pictures loose in the box. None of them were together, they were just mixed in with all of the other pictures. I decided to put them together in a small album for my parents for their 41st anniversary. My mom called and asked if they could take Mark and I out to dinner to celebrate their anniversary and ours.

(Yikes, side note... I've been such a bad blogger I didn't even mention that a few weeks ago Mark and I celebrated our 5th anniversary!)