Our shopping bargain

Monday, February 23, 2009

We found a shopping bargain last Friday night. Can you believe we found these on sale for $4.95 each. Plus we used a 15% off coupon, so they came out to $4.22 each. Granted they are all striped, but then again I think it has been years since Shaun bought a non-stripe tie. Anyway now he can wear a new tie each Sunday for two months without repeat.

Feel free to vote on which one he should wear next.


Warren & Jeni

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Here is a little slide show of some studio type pics I took of Warren and Jeni. I have not used a grey background before. I found it a great background to use. Easy and complimentary to subjects. I hope you enjoy the music that I put with the slide show.


What I have been working on:

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Well its a busy time of year. My youngest sister asked if I would take some engagement photos and help put together some invitations for their wedding. Here are the final products, I made a total of 13 examples and they thought it would be cool to send out three different invitations to their guests. Anyway I designed them to be printed on a 5x7 photo. The cost for printing an invitation is then $.39 plus envelope and postage. I have to say I am pleased with the results and I think they are to0. Let us know what you think. -SG


The picture won

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Thank you to all of you who voted for the picture Shaun entered. He received 10 votes. Which was enough by one vote to win.

Here is what DYI said:

"So, the tribe has spoken and the final winner of Something Newer is gatherums with Daddy, Read Me a Story. This picture was voted by you as the best pic of all the pictures submitted to the contest and was also a runner up with Brian Auer.

I have to say that it was one of my personal favs as well.

gatherums wins a two weeks rental of any camera and body, courtesy of BorrowLenses.com.

Just before we give you the other two runners up, here are the stats for the contest:

- A total of 65 entries were submitted to the contest to the contest.

- A total of 48 votes were cast.

- First place got 10 votes.

- Second and Third places got 9 and 6 votes respectively"


The Gardener and the Currant Bush

Monday, February 16, 2009

"The Gardener and the Currant Bush"

In the early dawn, a young gardener was pruning his trees and shrubs. He had one choice currant bush which had gone too much to wood. He feared therefore that it would produce little, if any, fruit.

Accordingly, he trimmed and pruned the bush and cut it back. In fact, when he had finished, there was little left but stumps and roots.

Tenderly he considered what was left. It looked so sad and deeply hurt. On every stump there seemed to be a tear where the pruning knife had cut away the growth of early spring. The poor bush seemed to speak to him, and he thought he heard it say:

"Oh, how could you be so cruel to me, you who claim to be my friend, who planted me and cared for me when I was young, and nurtured and encouraged me to grow? Could you not see that I was rapidly
responding to your care? I was nearly half as large as the trees across the fence, and might soon have become like one of them. But now you've cut my branches back; the green, attractive leaves are gone, and I am in disgrace among my fellows."

The young gardener looked at the weeping bush and heard its plea with sympathetic understanding. His voice was full of kindness as he said, "Do not cry; what I have done to you was necessary that you might be a prize currant bush in my garden. You were not intended to give shade or shelter by your branches. My purpose when I planted you was that you should bear fruit. When I want currants, a tree, regardless of its size, cannot supply the need."

"No, my little currant bush, if I had allowed you to continue to grow as you had started, all your strength would have gone to wood; your roots would not have gained a firm hold, and the purpose for which I brought you into my garden would have been defeated. Your place would have been taken by another, for you would have been barren. You must not weep; all this will be for your good; and some day, when you see more clearly, when you are richly laden with luscious fruit, you will thank me and say, 'Surely, he was a wise and loving gardener.' He knew the purpose of my being, and I thank him now for what I then thought was cruelty.'"

Some years later, this young gardener was in a foreign land, and he himself was growing. He was proud of his position and ambitious for the future.

One day an unexpected vacancy entitled him to promotion. The goal to which he had aspired was now almost within his grasp, and he was proud of the rapid growth which he was making.

But for some reason unknown to him, another was appointed in his stead, and he was asked to take another post relatively unimportant which, under the circumstances, caused his friends to feel that he
had failed.

The young man staggered to this tent and knelt beside his cot and wept. He knew now that he could never hope to have what he had thought so desirable. He cried to God and said, "Oh, how could you be so cruel to me? You who claim to be my friend -- you who brought me here and nurtured and encouraged me to grow. Could you not see that I was almost equal to the other men whom I have so long admired? But now I have been cut down. I am in disgrace among my fellows. Oh, how could you do this to me?"

He was humiliated and chagrined and a drop of bitterness was in his heart, when he seemed to hear an echo from the past. Where had he heard those words before? They seemed familiar. Memory whispered: "I'm the gardener here."

He caught his breath. Ah, that was it -- the currant bush! But why should that long-forgotten incident come to him in the midst of his hour of tragedy? And memory answered with words which he himself
had spoken:

"Do not cry...what I have done to you was necessary...you were not intended for what you sought to be, ... if I had allowed you to continue...you would have failed in the purpose for which I planted you and my plans for you would have been defeated. You must not weep; some day which you are richly laden with experience you will say, 'He was a wise gardener. He knew the purpose of my earth life...I thank him now for what I thought was cruel.'"

His own words were the medium by which his prayer was answered. There was not bitterness in his heart as he humbly spoke again to God and said, "I know you now. You are the gardener, and I the
currant bush. Help me dear God, to endure the pruning, and to grow as you would have me grow; to take my allotted place in life and ever more to say, 'Thy will not mine be done.'"

Another lapse of time in our story. Forty years have passed. The former gardener and officer sits by his fireside with wife and children and grandchildren. He tells them the story of the currant bush -- his own story; and as he kneels in prayer with them, he reverently says to God, "Help us all to understand the purpose of our being, and be ever willing to submit to thy will and not insist upon our own. We remember that in another garden called Gethsemane the choicest of all thy sons was glorified by submission unto thy will."

(Taken from a biography of Hugh B. Brown. He was an apostle & counselor in the 1st Presidency to Pres. McKay and died in 1975 at age 92)


New favorite Bread Recipe - Oatmeal Potato Bread

Saturday, February 14, 2009

A while back I wanted a really soft bread. I looked around and came up with Oatmeal Potato bread. This is my adaptation, it is soft, delicious, and even makes wonderful sandwiches. Try it out and lets us know what you think. Best of all it is a perfect recipe for using your food storage. -SG

Oatmeal Potato Bread

  • 1 cup Mashed Potato's
  • 2 extra-large egg's
  • 4 tbsp butter at room temperature
  • 1 1/2 cups warm water
  • 1 cup Quick oats
  • 2 tsp salt
  • 2 tbsp yeast
  • 5 cups white flour (you may substitute 2 1/2 cups whole wheat flour if desired)
In a mixing bowl combine butter, eggs, and salt. Slowly mix in mashed potato's and oats then add warm water. When they thoroughly mixed add yeast followed by the flour in 1/2 cup increments until flour is mixed in the dough should be lightly sticky and may not require all of the flour or may need a little extra.

Put the dough in a greased bowl and place in a warm place for 45min - 1hour. Need dough, divide it in two loafs and place in a greased bread pan. Let rise in a warm place for another 45min. Lastly bake at 375 for 20-30min the breads internal temperature should reach 200 F and be golden brown.


How do we parent?

Thursday, February 12, 2009

I really liked this video. I have seen it before. I guess it reminds me of someone I know all too well.
The natural mother in me wants to parent like the video. Do this! Do that right now, because I said so...... Feed the dog and cat, and be home by eight.I ran into to this quote last week and feel in love with it and would like to see myself parent more like it. But the natural mom within me wants to take the lead some days. Well, I guess that is why they have the word sorry. Each day to try to do better than the previous day. Knowing there will be good days and not so good days.

President Joseph F. Smith said: “Fathers, if you wish your children to be taught in the principles of the gospel, if you wish them to love the truth and understand it, if you wish them to be obedient to and united with you, love them! And prove to them that you do love them by every word or act to them. For your own sake, for the love that should exist between you and your children—however wayward they might be, or one or the other might be, when you speak or talk to them, do it not in anger; do it not harshly, in a condemning spirit. Speak to them kindly; get them down and weep with them, if necessary … Soften their hearts; get them to feel tenderly towards you. Use no lash and no violence … approach them with reason, with persuasion and love unfeigned. With these means, if you cannot gain your boys and your girls … there will be no means left in the world by which you can win them.” (Elders Journal, Joseph F. Smith, 10.17.1911.)


Kool-Aid Play dough

Thursday, February 5, 2009

This is my favorite play dough recipe. It is smooth and moist and pleasant smelling, and taste awful.

Kool-Aid Play dough
1 cup flour
1/2 cup salt
1 package of unsweetened kool-aid
1 cup boiling water (add food coloring to water if desired, but I don't)
1 TBS oil

Mix together and knead for 5 minutes, until all smooth and ready to go. Be careful when kneading the dough as it can be very hot at first. Store in air tight container.