It’s been a busy week of making, making food, and making time. Here is what I made this week.
This week I made…
Jan 6th … Pork Roast with Sweet Potatos
Jan 7th … Granola Bars from Scratch
Jan 8th …Pesto (with no nuts)
Jan 9th … Extra Time for Prayer
Jan 10th … Fake fried chicken and brusseles sprouts
Jan 11th … Gluten Free Oatmeal and Banana muffins
Jan 12th … A phenomenal purchase. (New cabinet for my record player)
Have you made anything lately?
So this is the first installment in the this week I made. I have committed to a Today I made… 365 project on instagram and facebook, but I figured I could recap them here so late I could see all I made. So here goes, the things or ideas I made this week.
This week I made..
Jan 1st … Resolutions
Jan 2nd … Hummus! (in my new food processor)
Jan 3rd … Thank You Cards
Jan 4th … Labels (Organized my storage closet)
Jan 5th … Chicken Salad Sammy (After a VERY long day of cleaning)
Have you made something recently??
Fueled by my recent BURST of hoilday craftiness, I have decided to do a 365 project for 2013. Starting Jan 1st, Ill post a picture to instgram and Facebook of something I made that day. A craft, a meal a friend…
In honor of such decision, I give you a gift I made for Chistmas. One of many, more to come.
I’m mad at myself. I’m frustrated. I feel disappointed in myself. It’s a cruddy feeling. I’ sad I haven’t blogged anything to do with my favorite time of year, and it is almost over. I am sad I have let my one “Thing for me” fall to the wayside because each and every year I struggle with saying no to others. I am frustrated that I have let his go one so long. However I know if I don’t start now I may never start. So I am trying to turn this around. Instead of thinking I am months late to blogging fall and winter, I am going to think of it as being 15 days early to blogging in the New Year. I have a million Ideas rattling around in my brain and tonight I took pen to paper, (and Stamp to notebook) and created this handy idea notebook for me to jot them down as they come to me. Rather than veiled promises I will just try better.
October was the busiest month I have had in a while. Certainly while blogging, which is why there wasn’t a single post to speak of. I was too busy living life, to write about life. However November will be different and to start that off here are a few of my favorite pictures from October, and a clue as to why I stayed so busy. 
Subjective concepts are hard for me. As I have said before I am kind of a black and white person, (Who’s favorite color is gray lol). Recently when talking about my upcoming missions trip, someone coldly said, “Who cares.” I shot them one of my “Seriously” looks. Which by the way, I learned from a dear friend Kendall on my first trip to Africa. His looks something like this:
However, it kind of got me thinking. Not everyone cares about helping others. Not everyone cares about starving kids in Africa, or America for that matter. Not everyone cares about cancer. Not everyone cares about cute little kids riding fake horses.
Ok that was just a shameless attempt to show you the cutest little boy, at Round-Up Sunday at my church last week. That is not however the point of this. The point is not everyone cares, and in some ways I wish more of them were like my friend, who’s blunt words still sit heavy in my heart from that day. Because in all honesty I’d much rather have someone tell me they don’t care, than that they do, and wear the t-shirt, or post a Facebook status about it, and not care enough to do something about it. Caring is something that is subjective. How much you care compared to how much someone else cares is all based on perception. I like things that can be measured quantitatively and lets be honest; caring is qualitative.
I doubt there are many people out there, who would honestly tell you they don’t care, especially about hot button issues. Recently the most common status on Facebook seems to be about how people “Don’t care about politics” which, no matter which side of the issue you are on is at the very least refreshingly honest. I recently listened to an interview where they polled people on the streets about the Presidential Candidates, and the responses were ridiculous.
Q: “Do you think Obama picked Ryan because he is African American or qualified?”
Obama Supporter: “Oh definitely his qualifications, the fact that he is black has nothing to do with it.”
WAIT WHAT??
I’m pretty sure even Obama would rather that guy not care about his cause.
This is all to say; I do care about kids, in Africa. Especially one rather gregarious one named Julius.
I care enough to do something about it. I care enough to raise money or support, to bring food and aid. I also care about cancer, but beyond wearing pink in October I am not sure I do enough. I need to more about the things I care about. I need to SHOW my care rather than speak my care.
What do you care about? How do you care enough to do something about it?
Football has always been a part of my life.
When I was really young my famliy lived beow the poverty line. Things like entertainment took a backseat to thinkgs like food and electricity. However my Mom always found ways to make things special. We used to sit on the edge of our coffee table on Sundays and watch the 49ers play. Every time they scored a touchdown we would jump up, wildly flailing our arms and run around the house. I have no idea why the 49ers, but its safe to say I’m a lifetime fan.
As I grew older, my Mom remarried and Dad was a HUGE University of Miami fan. He was an alumni, and there was never a Saturday where the game wasn’t on in our house. Mostly for attention I decided my new favorite team were he Seminoles, I was young and ignorant, don’t hold it against me. Pretty much each Saturday we spent our time heckling each other’s teams for wins or losses, and generally spent college football at odds.
In college I wised up. I attended the University of Florida football games EVERY Saturday. During the fall months there was no questioning if you had plans, you had a football game and that was that. I was lucky they won a lot more than they lost, which isn’t necessarily the case these days, and some of my fondest college memories stem from “The Swamp”.
That is all to say, these days I’ve gone from “Sunday Football” to “College Game Day” to “Friday Night LIghts”
I work at a Christian School who in the last couple of years, have gone form no football team, to a brand-new field, and a lot more wins! I spend every Friday I can there. Cheering on the Student Athletes, visiting with the elementary fans, and taking pictures. Lots and lots of taking pictures. The football players, love love love their pictures, and request them with an almost demanding quality. It does a ton to boost my photography confidence. Here are a couple of my favorites, so far this season.
Here’s to a great season.
Love Always,
Ashley
