tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145719292024-03-07T21:43:10.556-06:00M*O*R*G*A*N*I*C* Mostly organic....one way to describe me and my life!Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.comBlogger1124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-62179424729417096332023-10-14T10:02:00.001-05:002023-10-14T10:02:15.862-05:00Good Things<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhjLU0y1ppKki1yRfwcEPh_4s_kdhUjN08eEIhyJB5sTR5vsKHU5ZZVHZBnzlGHbSCRQsYsTdFjd2WSfRXuXdj3jw0IY0UhpTYA2khkfK9cHgyqDj-LfJBKpd1Fn3YcwhacXeFxvO2jDPpHqMbxH3kM649aSMOoe3JhxgA-4BKHyoSTixNeIug1Kw"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhjLU0y1ppKki1yRfwcEPh_4s_kdhUjN08eEIhyJB5sTR5vsKHU5ZZVHZBnzlGHbSCRQsYsTdFjd2WSfRXuXdj3jw0IY0UhpTYA2khkfK9cHgyqDj-LfJBKpd1Fn3YcwhacXeFxvO2jDPpHqMbxH3kM649aSMOoe3JhxgA-4BKHyoSTixNeIug1Kw=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7289800353050796882" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjVm9ZzWywqRHesTRobp5G2-8BlONC8_-_DjUtMdv1Ek5Kko2wxfoQdPU2J28RFwWdMhRH6dMA2FSRrdvS7WdxEdT8cR4nQDjdAJyAUF1CywpH8HtxZ1krGphz8gOF23NUwGWi7WLgCtYQv0M3wxcv_L-YJm3NVSp923kLD3fv0ZZjo8Av7e00nrw"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjVm9ZzWywqRHesTRobp5G2-8BlONC8_-_DjUtMdv1Ek5Kko2wxfoQdPU2J28RFwWdMhRH6dMA2FSRrdvS7WdxEdT8cR4nQDjdAJyAUF1CywpH8HtxZ1krGphz8gOF23NUwGWi7WLgCtYQv0M3wxcv_L-YJm3NVSp923kLD3fv0ZZjo8Av7e00nrw=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7289800367463539810" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEisOQ232Jb2fF3dWlBMhq4tDBgTT-DLfTM1oKIiQJuz7cxEbIxjOdNVpNl-ed06inTMiG3U4-Hl5-nwTJBPuYxpm3SrD2BrGbziRPrkXvmyqUduy7P04NhA3LOS5s35d5TAJphtj90cNN7en9rsWxbCQHx58c1Om6DSu0xAf_np-3sWH4iq81WUcg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEisOQ232Jb2fF3dWlBMhq4tDBgTT-DLfTM1oKIiQJuz7cxEbIxjOdNVpNl-ed06inTMiG3U4-Hl5-nwTJBPuYxpm3SrD2BrGbziRPrkXvmyqUduy7P04NhA3LOS5s35d5TAJphtj90cNN7en9rsWxbCQHx58c1Om6DSu0xAf_np-3sWH4iq81WUcg=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7289800380113836578" /></a></p><div dir="auto"></div> Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-71562547268253590112023-10-12T21:53:00.000-05:002023-10-12T21:53:07.521-05:00Self Carving Pumpkin<p class="mobile-photo"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I brought back an extra pumpkin that we had on our camp trip last week thinking I would carve it up for Halloween in a couple of weeks. 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Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-88922700621733688962018-10-17T09:31:00.001-05:002021-03-08T18:54:34.208-06:00Zombie BirthdayDavid turned 11 last month and it was a crazy time. He had wanted a bounce house and we envisioned 20 rowdy boys playing Zombie Tag in the backyard running off the perpetual energy that boys seem to have. It was not to be though because of the rain. We had to adjust things a bit and move things indoors... with all those energetic boys! So we decided to get gross with the food and go all out zombie with decorations too.<br />
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The food was my favorite. I found quite a few goodies online. I made feetloaf (in this case, it was really just a footloaf) and zombie entrails...<br />
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I tried to make things scary for the boys, but the really scary parts were solidly initiated by the boys. Like when they showed up with Nerf guns for battle (unplanned)...<br />
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... and when things suddenly went quiet at 1:30am and I found all of the boys in the basement having a Beyblade battle. (no picture of angry mom or surprised boys)<br />
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Instead of running around outside, they ran around inside spraying foam bullets everywhere imaginable. Within the first 5 minutes of battle, half of the boys were in the bathroom together and broke Aubri's beaker with an ivy growing in it. ;.( We rounded the boys up to practice shooting zombies after that. The targets were outside and the boys were in the dry sun room.<br />
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This was a fun activity. Each boy had their own zombie target to compare with the other boys.<br />
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After the lights went out, there was a lot of fart talk and threats to draw sharpie mustaches, but the mustaches didn't happen. The farting was a constant though....<br />
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I made the kids settle for a quick group photo in the middle of the craziness. Cute boys!<br />
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Happy Birthday, David!Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-76418564725276910352018-10-07T20:22:00.000-05:002018-10-07T20:22:32.615-05:00Filipino Food to Cook this Fall<div class="WordSection1">
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Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-31093089914171685042018-09-30T21:32:00.001-05:002018-09-30T21:33:10.988-05:00All Dogs Go To HeavenMy baby girl got sick a month ago. She was lethargic and looking sad, so we took her into the vet. Her liver enzymes were elevated and they found something in her fecal test so she was put on antibiotics and some liver supplements with a recheck scheduled in a month.<br />
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She seemed to improve a little. Sometimes she wanted to play with her ball and chase with us, but she got tired so quickly. We played for a minute then we showered her with lots of love. We hand fed her to try to get her to recuperate.<br />
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We could feel her spine and she seemed depressed often. We were worried about her not getting enough nourishment, so we got her some CBD treats which seemed to help her with anxiety and made her appetite increase, but her breathing got worse.<br />
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She needed to be carried out to potty and she hardly moved for 3 weeks, but she still liked to hang with Mommy. I kept her with me as much as possible so she could relax.<br />
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We were concerned about her being in pain or dying before her recheck, so I took her in at 3 weeks fully expecting to have to put her down. They didn't seem to think things were so dire because Gracie was still eating and drinking water.<br />
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Her vet wanted to run the same tests again to see where her liver enzymes were. She had lost 0.5 lbs since her last visit, which is quite a bit for her (she only weighed 10 lbs). I asked about her spine protruding and also mentioned that she hadn't responded to back scratches and the vet performed a simple test with her back leg - it took a little longer for Gracie to correct her paw placement and the vet suspected a back injury. She wanted to get some x-rays and send the films to a specialist. I asked her about the treatment plan for if a back injury was confirmed and opted to just go with the treatment: steroids and pain meds.<br />
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That night we had a hard time keeping her away from the excitement of a big boy birthday party. We sequestered her in our room but she was feeling so good on the steroids and pain meds, that she wanted to join in on the Nerf Gun fun. We didn't allow that, but she was out for small periods of time to say "hi" to company. I was hopeful for my baby girl. She wagged her at tail at me for the first time in 3 weeks. My heart soared. I was certain she was on the mend.<br />
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For a couple of days, she did well with the meds and eating her kibble and some of the wet dog food. Then she started quivering on occasion and having accidents in the house. The night before we took her in for her recheck, she would not even stand up. We took her outside to pee and she would only lay on the lawn.<br />
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I had the children say their goodbyes to Gracie on Thursday night, just in case she didn't make it through the night and we made her comfortable.<br />
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Friday morning at 2:50, Gracie tapped the seat next to our bed to wake me. I got up and took her out to pee, then I snuggled with her until my alarm went off. Her breathing was so much worse and she just wanted to be close. The kids were able to say goodbye again and when I left to run my errands, I put the baby gate up for the first time in years to keep her in her bed. I was worried she would be gone when I got back, but she was laying out of her bed with her head inside the bed almost lifeless.<br />
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I called the vet in tears again to discuss the plan for when I came in and this time I knew it was the last time. I could barely talk to her about the options available. I spent the next hour holding my baby and telling her how much we loved her and that it was okay if she wanted to go. A few times her breathing seemed to stop, but she didn't die at home.<br />
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I gathered her up, limp and breathing hard and drove her to her last appointment. It was a quick one. The vet checked her back legs and said she was not feeling anything in her back legs, and that was why she wasn't standing. She agreed with our decision to put Gracie to sleep and end her suffering. The vet put a catheter in my Gracie girl's front leg and let me spend a few minutes with my favorite girl. She wasn't moving at this point, but she was still alive...a bit like a zombie.<br />
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When she administered the anesthesia, my baby girl was truly relaxed. The next shot stopped her heart. I kissed Gracie and then drove home to mourn my sweet little muse.</div>
Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-41168537266393052422018-09-07T08:39:00.000-05:002018-09-07T08:39:26.156-05:00Gingerly<a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/nolitamorgan/28828021208/in/album-72157691899658621/" title="Butterfly Ginger Root (3 dozen)"><img alt="Butterfly Ginger Root (3 dozen)" height="480" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1752/28828021208_976d62933b_b.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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My mom sent me 3 dozen Butterfly Ginger plants back in June. I didn't expect so many roots, so I didn't have a bed ready for them. I had to do some major rearranging in The Long Bed.<br />
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It took a couple of days for me to prepare the bed. I had to relocate some peonies. I hope I didn't kill them in the process. They are in a sunnier location and they are divided up, so fingers crossed! I also transplanted my 3 dwarf Alberta spruce trees to the West of the Butterfly Ginger bed. I hope they make it too. I got the roots transplanted into the bed and hoped for half of them to make it.<br />
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With each passing few days a new shoot emerged.</div>
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I'm happy to say that all of the plants made it!<br />
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I am not sure if I will get any blooms before it gets cold and I am definitely going to transfer some of these guys into a deep pot to overwinter in the sunroom, but I am happy with the way things turned out with this unexpected project. #laboroflove<br />
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I don't think my kids caught any fish, but they sure fed the fish a lot of shrimp. And it was so sweet to see how their cousin Zeke was so patient with each of them trying to show their landlocked, inexperienced selves how to catch fish.<br />
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What a great day with family!Nolitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01652650404777818137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14571929.post-14892477761348544962018-06-17T22:20:00.000-05:002018-09-07T09:04:21.534-05:00Helping Out<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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