Making My Home A Haven is important to me. Sharing homemaking skills. Recipes and food. Bible Studies. This is a treasure chest of goodies. So take a seat. Have a glass of tea and enjoy. You will learn all about who I am.
Author: Sarah's Attic of Treasures
My real name is Debra (Debbie Sue). Sarah is a nickname given to me in high school. My husband has always called me that so here in Florida It's all I am known by. I was born and raised in Illinois. My son and I moved to Colorado in 1982. I taught school for 17 years. Then I ran a homeschooling/preschool/daycare until 2006 when I moved to Florida after my son, Bobby died suddenly. He was almost 26. Danny and I live and work at a state park here. I miss the mountains and climate of Colorado. I miss snow and the four seasons. I miss Bobby.
We all start the beginning of the year with great intentions. Those great intentions often go by the way side by the end of January. Try these simple things that you must try. 1- Get at least seven hours of sleep a night. Seriously. The National Sleep Foundation recommends seven to nine hours of shut-eye a night […]
For several years now, Pete and I have enjoyed a New Year’s Day tradition of inviting friends to our house for hoppin’ john, greens and cornbread. Hoppin’ john is a traditional southern dish made with black-eyed peas and rice, and is said to bring good luck if eaten on New Year’s Day. My husband, who […] […]
Lobster Butternut Squash Bisque, Home-made Canape Bread Appetizer Duo with Goat Cheese: Smoked Salmon Mini Blini and Eggplant Delight Grilled Caesar Salad Pan-fried Sea Bass with Grape Tomatoes and Capers Grilled AAA Angus Striploin, Sautéed Kale, Mini Pepper and Onion Orange Pudding with Brandied Cara Cara Orange Segments
Lobster Butternut Squash Bisque, Home-made Canape Bread Appetizer Duo with Goat Cheese: Smoked Salmon Mini Blini and Eggplant Delight Grilled Caesar Salad Pan-fried Sea Bass with Grape Tomatoes and Capers Grilled AAA Angus Striploin, Sautéed Kale, Mini Pepper and Onion Orange Pudding with Brandied Cara Cara Orange Segments
Lobster Butternut Squash Bisque, Home-made Canape Bread Appetizer Duo with Goat Cheese: Smoked Salmon Mini Blini and Eggplant Delight Grilled Caesar Salad Pan-fried Sea Bass with Grape Tomatoes and Capers Grilled AAA Angus Striploin, Sautéed Kale, Mini Pepper and Onion Orange Pudding with Brandied Cara Cara Orange Segments
I started journaling when I was 10 years old. Maybe younger. I was always writing things down. Sharing everything on paper. Silly things like what I watched on TV. Who I had a crush on. What I ate for dinner. What we were doing on the farm. As I got older I would fill up my diaries. I started using notebooks. I would quickly fill them up.
So Why is it so hard for me to journal now? I always do a 30 Days Thanksgiving Journal. I found an old notebook. I was sad because I didn’t have a new one. I always have notebooks. I found a pencil. I added the date and the title.
Then NOTHING Came. Oh, I will do my I AM THANKFUL FOR MY BOBBY MEMORIES one. I will post about my family. Yet, when I went to think of something positive I had nothing to write. I already shared the first I Am Thankful Post here. Very Simple. I couldn’t remember how to use WordPress. It’s been a year since I was on much at all. A WHOLE YEAR.
Yesterday, I woke up feeling excited about the WEATHER. In Florida, I am seldom excited about it. Long story short: November 1st was our first FALL -LIKE DAY. Not really cool but COOLER. ALL DAY. It was still 74 degrees in the house. It’s been 74 degrees the last week or so. It felt cooler. I didn’t wake up all hot and sticky. I walked outside and it was COOLER. In the mid 60’s. I wanted to open ALL OF THE WINDOWS but I knew Danny would be on the cold side. He has his little heater going all year in his computer room. SUMMERS included. I was HAPPY.
I fixed a Chai Tea Latte for myself and fixed a Cappuccino for Danny. Got his lunch ready and was waiting for him to walk into the kitchen shortly after 7AM. Then ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE.
He turned on the kitchen light. Also turning on the fan.
He YELLED at me the next half hour until he left for work. Yelling at me because the fan was on. The fan is almost always on in the kitchen. It is the hottest room in the house.
ALL DANNY HAD TO DO WAS TURN OFF THE FAN. Or ASK ME TO DO IT. He didn’t do any of those things. He decided it was my fault he was cold. That I purposely left the fan on.
I never thought of turning the fan off until he started yelling. I turned it off as quickly as I could.
He still never stopped yelling at me.
It was bad.
His drinking has turned him into a different person whom NO ONE WANTS TO BE AROUND.