MicheleinNZ

words from a Christian, a wife, a mother, a reader.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Move to a new site

I have moved my blog to a new domain - please go to www.philoxenos.info to visit my new blog

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Lure of the cheesecake

There is a freshly baked cheesecake sitting on the top of my oven, cooling. It is, by far, the most decadent and delicious dessert in my repertoire. It also costs about $12 to make, considering it contains 750 grams of cream cheese (priced at about 2.50 each for 250 grams here in NZ) and nearly 1/2 cup of Bailey's Irish Cream, along with half a package of Oreo cookies. I've never stopped to think about the THOUSANDS of calories that are probably contained in every sliver. But for all these reasons I only make it about once a year.

Why make it now? Because my husband loves it. LOVES IT. Like, eat it for breakfast loves it. And tomorrow is our anniversary. After all, when you care enough to send the very best, send cheesecake (I hope Hallmark doesn't mind that I've stolen their line).

But now, there is a cheesecake calling my name "Michele... Michele!" I can hear it and I desperately want some! But we're saving it for tomorrow when we share dinner with some friends in celebration of our special day. Do you think they'd notice if there was a slice missing?

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Time machine

I have discovered a way to manufacture more time in the evenings - do the dishes more often. I don't know how this is possible, but it's true. I have struggled with regular dish washing for the entire course of my 7 year marriage. Some weeks go by when we're struggling to find a clean fork or knife or we have to actually wash a cup in order to have a clean one to get a drink of water from. To many people (including my mother) this is disgusting. I can't say that I like it either, but it's a real struggle for me.

Since having children and staying home to care for them I can't say that I've improved. I'm generally actually quite conscious of health standards around the home - I don't like that yucky ring that can appear around the bathtub or toilet bowl so I clean often enough that it doesn't appear. I vacuum at least once a week (most of the time) and sometimes a few times a week and even wash the windows a few times a year. But dishes, they're my nemesis.

Fast forward to the last week: I realised that washing the dishes is very important to our household functioning properly. When I wake up to a clean kitchen I'm more likely to say YES when my oldest daughter asks to make cookies. This makes her a happy little girl and gives us some fun time together. When the kitchen is clean it makes breakfast a much nicer event because I'll be happier making waffles for breakfast instead of just schlepping some cereal into a bowl. But more importantly, I think it really makes my husband happy to have a clean kitchen. I don't remember asking him this specifically, but I have a feeling it's true. He tells me that he reads my blog so I'll see what he says :)

But on to my original statement about washing dishes creating more time... For the last week I have been making a concerted effort to wash ALL the dishes in the evening before I go to bed. NOTE: I don't have a dishwasher. Some days I haven't succeeded, there might be a pot or a dish left (or several). But the last 2-3 days I have washed every single dish before going to bed. And one night I even mopped the floor too! When I wake up to a clean kitchen, it means I want to wash the breakfast dishes straight away so that the kitchen stays clean. Then after lunch I wash again. What this means is that after dinner there are only a few dishes to wash and I get them done while my husband bathes the kids. So by the time that the kids are in bed, I've finished cleaning up and I have all this time on my hands! So I've been doing great things like reading books, catching up on my blog reading, spending time with my husband, sorting things to sell. It's amazing! It makes me wonder how in the world I wasted all my time before.

So I'm nearly 30 and I've learned that washing the dishes is a good thing. I think I knew this before somewhere in my head but perhaps didn't want to be 'tied down' to some kind of schedule or something equally ridiculous. I wonder what else I'll learn in the coming weeks and months? Perhaps dusting isn't so bad after all, eh?

The wonders of scotch tape

Tape. Tape. Tape. My oldest daughter LOVES scotch tape. She has discovered that we use tape to mend our books when they have a little tear in order to keep them from tearing more. Now she is constantly on the look out for any small tear in a book and we MUST fix it immediately. We have a system - I fix one side and she fixes the other. It works for us.

I feel like being deep and meaningful, so I found a spiritual application for this. Isn't it best to address our sin when it first starts rather than waiting until it's become such a habit that our hearts are hardened? The Holy Spirit wants to be our tape. But not only does he mend it, he makes our hearts like new. What a promise.

Monday, December 18, 2006

Is it possible to have too much music?

The next question is probably "How many CDs does a person really need?" Yesterday afternoon and evening J and I decided to sort our CDs to see if we had any we'd be happy to part with (for a price!). We have all of our CDs recorded onto the computer so we have our own little jukebox, which is very handy. For example, we've started doing just 5 min pickups in each room. This is particularly helpful in the evenings when we're wiped out but need to pickup. Knowing that we have only 5 minutes makes us work harder and then we're done. Normally our combined 5 minutes (so a total of 10) can make a big difference and we're satisfied with that. So J made a playlist on the computer of songs that are between 5 min and 5 min 30 sec long. We push play and it randomly selects a song. We know that each song is 5 min so we do just one song (or two or three, depending on what we've agreed) and then we're done! It's brilliant.

But back to the CD culling... we did a similar exercise about 18 months ago, before we moved into our current house. We probably sold 20-30 CDs for some quite good prices too. Well, last night we managed to sort out another 50 CDs to get rid of. Some of them we will simply never get rid of because of memories attached to particular songs or the fact that we still regularly listen to that music. But others, well, we've just moved on I suppose. So if you're interested in some Aaron Jeffrey CDs or Clay Crosse, let me know!

By the way, we still have at least 150 CDs so we're not going to be silent around here for a while.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Too many undies

How many pairs of underwear does a person really need? As I was putting away some clean clothes just now I realised that my drawer was getting rather full. I've been in a decluttering place for a few days, so I pulled out the drawer and had a look. Ridiculous. So, I started culling. Some knickers I've had a bit too long. Some I will never be able to wear again due to baby-induced body changes. So, I tossed them. Although I'm normally quite happy to donate my second-hand clothes to the local op shop, I do NOT pass on my underwear, so they went into the rubbish.

How many pairs is too many?

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Cloth nappies and dead birds

I was just outside hanging up the cloth nappies to dry (you know it's summer when you can hang clothes out at 3 pm and bring them in at 6 pm and they're bone dry. Gotta love it!) and almost stepped on a dead baby bird. Ick.

We have a plethora of birds that live around our house, in the many trees in our yard and in the yards of our neighbours. They also like to hang around on the gutters of our roof, making little click-click-click noises early in the morning. These beautiful little birds (I love listening to them when I get up in the morning to pray), unfortunately, attract all the neighbourhood cats. I don't mind that the cats come in our yard because they're peaceful and we don't have a cat that would then need to protect its' territory (not sure about that last apostrophe). BUT... what happens when a cat finds birds? IT WANTS TO EAT THEM. Or at least play deadly games with them. I'm afraid that a cat found a nest and decided to play with the helpless little birdies while their mother had gone out to find food. I gingerly moved the dead little birdie (so young it had no feathers) with a laundry peg away from the main playing area. The last thing I want to hear today is "Mommy, why doesn't this bird have any feathers?"

Monday, December 11, 2006

I'm sitting here drinking Coke (with ice, because any other way is inferior) from a lime-ish green cup from Tupperware, which my friendly Tupperware demonstrator just dropped off, along with the rest of my order and the order of my friends who recently attended a Tupperware party that I hosted. [I'm pretty sure that should be more than one sentence.] Unwrapping everything that I got was like an early Christmas! My youngest daughter thought it was fun, too, as she stacked and re-stacked everything. My parents very generously bought me Tupperware for Christmas, which allowed my party sales to go high enough that I got some really great gifts (to the tune of NZ$120 in free products, plus the normal host gifts). One of the things that I bought was a mystery gift for $20, but was worth at least $50. I got these great lime-ish green cups (I've yet to figure out how to post a picture, so you'll have to take my word for it), a cheese saver, and a great Tuppertoy Train, which is no longer being sold! I was really stoked.

As I opened all the plastic-wrapped plastic packages [Considering that one of my reasons for buying Tupperware is that it reduces the amount of disposable plastic products that I use, it's ironic that it comes wrapped in so much disposable plastic.] I was thinking about the simple pleasures in life and remembered that
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
Although Tupperware might change its colours along with the changing fashion trends, my Heavenly Father remains constant and very much the same.