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My failed attempt at blogging today

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I’ve missed blogging lately, so today I set aside an hour of time to write a post. Since it’s hard for me to focus while life roars around me, I decided to hide away in my clean, quiet bedroom for that precious hour. I wanted to be able to think, to ponder, to formulate what’s on my mind and in my heart, so I could preserve my deepest thoughts and feelings here in my online journal. I wanted to create something deep and meaningful that my descendants could treasure in years to come, a way for them to know and understand me even after I’m gone.
Instead, I spent the first 35 minutes of my hour waiting for my netbook to boot, crash and reboot. Now I’m searching for instructions on how to restore it to factory settings. I also learned that it’s possible to attach a full size keyboard to my phone. This would enable me to smash my netbook into smithereens and repurpose it as potting soil, which sounds far more useful than its current state.
Maybe that’s too destructive. I could just pop all the keys off and use them to play scrabble, or use the hinge to replace the one on the kitchen cabinet that the squirrel broke last month. Maybe I could open it and set it on end as a bed riser?
If you have other ideas for my netbook, I’d love to hear them. How would you use it?

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Bah, humbug.

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Will you hate me if I confess that I don’t like the holiday season?  That’s not to say I don’t like Christmas.  I am unspeakably grateful for God’s gift of His Son, and for the salvation that flows out of Him. But I don’t like all the stress and tension and busy-ness that invariably accompany the holiday. Six weeks of…

  • a schedule gone topsy-turvy, which is to say no schedule at all.
  • heavy traffic and nightmarish lines in the store every time I leave the house for milk.
  • hype and hysteria in my inbox.
  • gift planning, shopping, shipping, for everyone you love – because of course you must buy a gift for everyone you love or even like.
  • tired, cranky children who are perpetually overdosed on sugary holiday sweets.
  • looking for addresses for Christmas cards.  If you think it doesn’t count just because I haven’t actually finished Christmas cards in 10 years, you’re wrong; guilt just adds to stress.
  • cranky, scroogy Mom trying to put on a cheerful face and pretend she’s having fun and getting enough sleep, because what sort of person doesn’t like Christmas?!

Sometimes, I envy the Ingalls and their blizzards.  A quiet Christmas at home with little fanfare and one small gift apiece for immediate family sounds appealing.  But who am I fooling?  Quiet, with 12 Coghlans trapped inside?  I can hear the maniacal laughter already. I know that the problem is with me and my attitude, because much of the tension flows out of our blessings:

  • If we didn’t have money to spend on Christmas, we wouldn’t have to figure out who is on our list and what to buy them.
  • If we were struggling to put food on the table, we wouldn’t have to begrudge the time spent on cooking all those holiday goodies.
  • If we didn’t have children, we wouldn’t have to put up with their insulin-driven rollercoasters.
  • If we didn’t live in a prosperous land, we wouldn’t have to deal with traffic jams and sales announcements and endless mobs of shoppers.

And if we didn’t have a Savior, we wouldn’t have to concern ourselves with how to celebrate His birth.

photo credit: Patrick Q

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Answer my poll to help end procrastination one step at a time

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Have I ever mentioned our birthday wall?  It’s a long line of framed, matted photos: one for each member of the family, taken on or around the first birthday.  It starts with Perry III and proceeds in order all the way to Perry IV.

The statement above merits two corrections:

  1. Since it begins with Perry III, it doesn’t proceed precisely in order.  I’m older than he is.  Who knows how much older I am?  Now who is going to keep their mouth shut about it?
  2. Since it ends with Perry IV, it doesn’t include one for each member of the family.  Since Perry IV is only 6 weeks old in his 1st Birthday Photo, one could even argue that it doesn’t technically include him.  Does the phrase ovarian guilt seem appropriate here?  I think it does.

This week, I’m going to stop procrastinating.  Well, I’m going to stop procrastinating on that one particular project.  I’ll stop the other procrastination later.

I dug up all the best photos I could find that were taken around Perry and Bethany’s first birthdays, and am trying to decide which to use for each of them.  Parker will be easy since his birthday was just a month ago and we now have an awesome in-house photographer who specializes in close-ups of young children.

Why am I telling you all this?  Not just so you can feel superior because you took 1st Birthday Portraits of all your children.  I’m telling you because I want your input on which photos to use.  Just have a look and use the poll below each group to tell me which one you think best captures the child’s personality.  After all, if you read my blog you probably know as much about my children as I do.  At least you know the good stuff about them, which is what we want to remember.

Bethany #1

I love the happy, relaxed look of her smile here and the blurred background.  I can tweak the color if I use this so she doesn’t look green.  I could have tweaked the color before I showed you the pic so I wouldn’t have to explain, but I was procrastinating.  It’s my super-power.

Bethany #2

I love her eyes here.  Can you see the combination of brown and green?  Her eyes are still so mixed it’s hard to say what color they are.

Bethany #3

A little bit of an odd pic, but the faint crooked smile with thoughtful eyes is a common facial expression for her.

Bethany #4

I love Bethany in this one, but Kaitlyn might want to cry or die or kill somebody if we post it on The Birthday Wall.  The fact that Bethany is partially or entirely sans clothes is also very typical of the child.  Lord help us.

Bethany #5

Her pensive look.  Isn’t she sweet?

Bethany #6

The composition isn’t great on this one, but I love, love, love the expression on Bethany’s face in this one!

So which is your favorite?  Keep in mind, I can tweak the color, possibly soften the background and remove small elements here and there, but since I pulled them from web versions we won’t be able to crop them.

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And now for The Boy, who is no longer the boy, but one of the boys.

Perry #1

Busy background, but that’s my boy.  Busy, and smiling.

Perry #2

With his Grandma C.  It would be nice to have a pic of her on the Wall of Fame.

Perry #3

In his suit at Miss Peanut’s wedding, Perry’s cousin.  What a little man!

Perry #4

This one is busy too, but I think he’s highlighted enough that it would work well matted and framed.

Perry #5

Two of my favorite, most handsome guys in one pic.  It’s a double feature!  This is my favorite.  Am I right, or am I biased?  Maybe both.  What do you think?

Perry #6

I love that he’s smiling in this one, and I love the incongruity of a man in a suit lying in an infant seat.  But – tell me I’m weird – does it look like he’s being laid in a coffin?

Perry #7

His expression in this one makes me laugh every time I look at it.  Is that enough of a reason to choose it?

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Help me out, friends.  What do you think?

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Phone calls: my personal neurosis

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Tell me if I’m weird.  I hate to make phone calls.  I don’t mean “hate” as in dislike.  I mean it gives me butterflies in my stomach, like when I arrived at the dentist to have my wisdom teeth pulled.  Like when I got pulled over that time I was speeding, and knew it.  Like when the excitement of a new pregnancy has worn off and I realize that I have to go through labor again before I get to meet the kid.

I hate to make phone calls.  My kids hate leaving voicemail, but I breathe a sigh of relief if I make it past the 4th ring.  It’s my Get Out Of Jail Free card.  I made the call and didn’t have to do the conversation.  Now the ball is in their court, and when we talk it will be because they called me instead of vice versa.  I’m fine with that, and I have no idea why.

Well, maybe I do have an idea.  I’m just guessing, but I think it’s because I’m naturally a quiet person.  I don’t do well at keeping up my half of a conversation, and if I’m the one who made the call I feel that the burden is on me to manage the entire call: the introduction (how have you been lately?  how did that thing work out?), the business (why did I really call you today?), the post-business chit chat (now what do I say???), the graceful exit (umm…I see blood, smell smoke, and hear screams. gotta go.)

If I call you, I have to do all this, don’t I?  Isn’t that how it works?  Do other quiet people understand what I’m feeling?  Do talkative people think I’m off my rocker?

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My phone is smarter than me.

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After years of month-to-month service without a contract, paying for our own cheap and crummy phones as the old ones broke, we were seduced by technology.  We have new phones.  Practically free phones.  Fancy phones.  Smart phones.

Why do they call them that?  They make me feel dumb.  Is that it? It’s a Smarter-Than-Me Phone?  First I can’t find the homepage or desktop or whatever we call that starting point.  Then it’s there – what did I do to get it?  My finger twitches reflexively and it’s gone again.  Where did it go?  Help!

New technology toys make me think of this.  I feel his pain:

I knew my phone had a learning curve, and I knew my own curve would end as soon as the shine was gone, so I resolved to spend as much time as possible on that curve in the first few days.  I know myself and my weaknesses, and one is that I learn just enough to make a device do what I want it to do, then I lose interest.  I wanted to have a good grip on my phone’s capabilities before my complacency kicked in so that I could use it to its fullest extent.

Here’s what I’ve learned about Android so far:

  1. It’s not an iPhone.
  2. Cnet was right: it’s much less intuitive than an iPhone.  I’m glad I jumped on the learning curve while my enthusiasm was high.
  3. A smartphone can literally do anything a laptop or netbook can do, but…
  4. Anything that requires typing is painfully slow.  I expect to get better at that, but I can’t imagine my thumb speed will ever approach my typing on a real keyboard.
  5. Did you know you can use your phone to check your pulse?
  6. What starts out as a forced march up the learning curve can turn into an adenaline-rushing freefall.  I should ask someone to save me, but I’m having too much fun!

Here are my 10 favorite free apps so far:

  1. Gas Buddy: a savings of a few cents/gallon can add up when you drive a gas hog, and this will help the phone pay for itself month by month – if I remember to use it.
  2. Cadre Bible: I love E-sword and its iPhone app Pocketsword, but it’s not available for Android yet.  Cadre Bible is a full featured Bible program that lets me customize the look and feel to my heart’s content.  I have 2 other Bible apps with more limited features, but Cadre will be for my daily reading.
  3. Bump - Makes it fun and easy to share files.  If 2 users open Bump on their phone/iPod, one can easily choose files or apps to share, then they hold their phones and bump to transfer the files.  It’s like a knuckle bump or a toast.  How fun is that?!
  4. Coupons - There are plenty of times I could have saved money with this, and I really want to get in the habit of checking for coupons.  But honestly, I got this because it has a barcode scanner for comparison shopping.  The coupons are a bonus.
  5. Sound Hound – Let it “listen” to a few seconds of a song, and it will give you the title, lyrics, artist, and help you download it if you want.  The song isn’t playing but it’s stuck in your head?  No problem.  Just hum it.  We’re living in the space age, people.
  6. My Fitness Pal – Perry has been using this to track his calories and weight loss (30 lbs!  Give the man a hand!).  With our new phones, we can scan the barcode of the food packaging to input it after he eats.  Coolness.
  7. Dropbox - because we already use it regularly on our computers.
  8. Photoshop Express - because we’re already bigtime PS users on our computers.
  9. doubletwist - the Android answer to iTunes.
  10. Urbanspoon - we don’t eat out often, but this looks very handy for those rare occasions!

My current mission: find the best app for creating grocery lists.  Besides a quick and intuitive interface, I want one that can sync among various devices; organize items by aisle as they’re found in my favorite store; remember the items I buy most often; recognize items by voice and barcode.

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Film Festival!!!

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This is one of our favorite weekends of the year – the San Antonio Independent Christian Film Festival!  Will you be there?  We’ve been counting down for months, looking forward to seeing people we only see once/year, watching film trailers online, and poring over the schedule.

The first part of this week was one long fashion show as the girls tried to decide what they were wearing, especially after receiving 5 boxes of hand-me-downs from some very sweet friends – you should have heard the squeals of joy (It fits!) and anguish (It doesn’t fit!) and more joy (It looks perfect on you!).

And while I’m on the topic of fashion, I’ll just come out and say it: I…um…

I thought carefully and decided to…

um…

Well, the festival is at two separate venues a mile apart.  We’re going to be walking a lot.

Here it is: I’m wearing sneakers with a skirt.  It’s not a denim skirt, and I don’t know if that makes it better or worse.  My four fashionable teens assure me that I do not look like the stereotypical homeschool mom (is it bad that I want so badly to avoid that?) and I think I believe them – until I look down and see besneaker’d toes peeking out from beneath my hem.

So there you have it.  If we meet, go ahead and glance down at my feet.  I’ll pretend not to notice, but I’ll be checking out your footwear at the same time.

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10 ways interval training is like labor

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I’ve already told you that several members of our family recently took up jogging; I posted about it here and here.  The way that the Couch to 5K program is set up is called interval training. Interval training is a structured series of workouts that alternates lighter exercise with more strenuous sessions in gradually increasing increments.   It is designed to be quite challenging and provides relatively fast improvement.

It’s also very hard. For the first 6 weeks of the program – the time during which we alternated walks and jogs because we weren’t yet able to jog for extended periods – I couldn’t help but feel that there was a strong parallel between interval training and labor pains.

Here are some of the ways that came to mind while I was working out:

  1. Every time we’re ready to go for a run, I can’t wait to start.  Once we start, I find myself wondering: “WHAT WAS I THINKING?  THIS ISN’T FUN!”
  2. It’s all about the breathing.
  3. The breathing often sounds the same, too.
  4. The intervals are like contractions, and you find yourself counting down with dread to the next intense interval.
  5. Psychological signposts are strikingly similar – Stage 1: Hooray!  We’ve started!  Stage 2: Wait…this is hard.  Not fun anymore.  Stage 3: I CAN’T DO IT!”
  6. The coaching sounds the same: “You can do this…just a little longer…You’re doing great!”
  7. It generally gets easier with practice, but…
  8. …sometimes it’s much harder than you expect.
  9. Sometimes you know why it’s harder, and other times there seems to be no rhyme or reason.
  10. It feels so good when it’s over.

Is this analogy just not working for you?  I also think there is a striking similarity between childbirth and death.  Which analogy makes more sense to you?

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Post-partum hair – or the lack thereof

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I’m now 6 weeks into the hair-loss stage of the post-partum hormone rollercoaster.  I know it can’t last much longer.  How do I know?  Because I’ll be out of hair soon.

Next comes the uber-cool spiky hairdo.  Please tell me this happens to you too.

I’m long overdo for a haircut.   Should I get it now in anticipation of things to come, or wait until the spikes start appearing like daffodil shoots in the spring?  What will my stylist say?

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Couch to 5K, part 2

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After my miserable failure yesterday morning, I let Perry talk me into trying again last night.  I’ve never tried it twice in one day, but I decided to give it a try.  I didn’t expect to do great, but was thinking that if my second time in one day was no worse than the first, that would be a good thing.

So we waited for dusk, and we set out.

I DID IT!  I was hardly even breathing hard when finished, and I could have gone for more.  I was ready for week 2!  I am ready for week 2.

That’s good, because our next workout will be the beginning of week 2.  I can do this.

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Chocolate ice cream saves the day

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You might remember my slight obsession with giving birth on a holiday or family birthday – nearly all of our children so far have arrived on days that were already special, only to be made more special by the blessed event.
I was really hoping that our last baby would be born on Memorial Day, since we had a Memorial Day baby back in ’98. Their birthdays would be different, but they would have shared a holiday.  How cool would that be?
Alas, I missed the mark. Parker and I missed Memorial Day (May 31); we missed the birthday of his Memorial Day sister (May 25). We even missed D-day (June 6).   Just for the sake of salvaging our holiday tradition, I found myself hoping that he would go so far as Flag Day (June 14), which he would have shared with Sarah.

I shouldn’t have worried.  Kacie of Sense to Save has brought it my attention that he arrived on the perfect holiday.

June 7 was National Chocolate Ice Cream Day.  Who can complain about a birthday like that?

And for your viewing pleasure, just because I’m sure that everyone agrees that I have the cutest kids in the world (what? you thought you had them?):

Credit for photos goes to 8yo Becca!  The thumbnails are cropped automatically.  Click through to see the full version of each photo.

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I feel fine. Why do you ask?

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Perry and 9 of our 10 children have been gone at a medieval festival since 4:00 this afternoon. I think you can guess which child stayed with me. I thought it wise to stay home to rest, and nobody argued with me.

But what did I do?  What do I always do after giving birth when nobody is looking?  When will I learn?  But after nearly a week of rest, I couldn’t resist.  I…

  1. Cleaned a very dirty kitchen and washed dishes, drying and putting them away as well.  After all, a mountain of clean dishes is only marginally better than a mountain of dirty dishes.
  2. Cleaned the microwave, because ewww!
  3. Nursed the baby.  Changed the baby.
  4. Took scraps down to the chickens, watered and fed the mama and her 7 chicks, and gathered eggs.
  5. Washed and hung 4 more loads of laundry, because the 3 I hung earlier today just weren’t enough to make up for the lack of schedule over the past week.
  6. Nursed the baby.  Changed the baby.
  7. Put away laundry belonging to me, hubby, and the 3 littlest.  Who wants to look at a mountain of clean laundry in the living room?  Now at least it looks more manageable.  I also put away the towels, which helped shrink the remaining pile considerably.
  8. Sorted and folded the clothes in Perry Boy’s drawer.  How else was I going to put away his clean laundry?  The poor kid still had some size 2T’s in there, and way too many long sleeved shirts for June in south Texas.
  9. Nursed the baby.  Changed the baby.
  10. Started a load of diapers that really should have been washed yesterday.  After a cold pre-rinse, I boiled 3 gallons of water on the stove top to boost our water heater’s anemic performance.  I also filled the diaper bucket with hot soapy water to soak.  Actually I just set it in the tub and turned the hot water on because I was coming right back.  Oh.  Yeah.  That’s why there’s no hot water.  I’ll be right back…
  11. Washed the diaper bucket and disinfected the bath tub.
  12. Nursed the baby.  Changed the baby.
  13. Watered my container garden.  With a bucket and a kiddie pool because I was too lazy to go under the deck and turn the hose on, then go back down again to turn it off.
  14. Rescued my Early Girl tomatoes from a dozen huge and creepy caterpillars, some as long and thick as my finger.  There were also some on my 2 remaining cherry tomato plants, the only survivors of the Great Puppy Massacre.  I’m  not sure the cherry tomatoes will survive this attack.
  15. Nursed the baby.  Changed the baby.

Now I think I’ll sit and rest a bit…

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Me? Nesting? Don’t be silly.

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I don’t “nest,” and I’m certainly not doing it today.  I don’t know why the kid were giggling at me.

That container cabinet was overstuffed with useless trash and long overdue for a cleaning.  Pulling everything out, getting rid of the excess, and finally adding labels will make it easier to keep organized.  Now the kids will know exactly where to put Pitchers, Ice Trays, Mixing Bowls, Jars, Tools (apple peeler/slicer corer, sifter, sliding measuring cup, etc.), Vases, Containers, and empty ice cream Buckets.  I just need a couple of big boxes for the stuff I’m getting rid of.

The fridge?  Well, it didn’t make sense to sort through the containers in the cabinet while there were so many more containers in the fridge.  I needed to have a clear idea of just how many containers we had, didn’t I?  Anyway, the fridge was long overdue for some special attention too.  The shelves were filthy, and I can’t remember the last time I scrubbed the gasket and screws around the handle with an old toothbrush.  It looks much more appetizing now.

And you can hardly blame me for transplanting my tomatoes into our homemade earth boxes.  They were outgrowing their temporary homes and it’s May – time to let them start growing in earnest so we can have fresh tomatoes soon!

Now that the tomatoes were moved out of the flower pots, it seemed like a perfect time and place to start my cucumber seeds.  Why not?  I really should go back out and plant some zucchini seeds too.  I think I’ll do that now.

Next, if the kids will just find me a handful of screws, we’ll go hang a big double cage in the chicken coop for our mama hen and her 6 children so they won’t be total strangers to the flock when we let them loose.  We can put another broody hen with some eggs in the other side of the cage.  I’ve been meaning to do that all week, and it’s Friday already.  I should help them put some fresh hay in the chicken coop too, since I scooped up 2 large trash bags of loose hay the last time I was at the feed store.

But even though I don’t believe in “nesting,” I really do need to check the supplies left over from our last birth so I’ll know what to order in my birth kit this time.  It’s only 3 weeks until my duedate, so it’s time to start preparing.

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Our blog saga

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You probably come here to read about our family, but yesterday the big adventure centered around the status of our blog.

Yesterday morning I posted a comment in response to a commentor and I didn’t notice until later that my comment wasn’t saved.

Then early in the afternoon I published a post which instantly vanished into thin air.  There was nothing left of it, not even a draft.

I decided maybe it was a fluke and began to draft another post for later.  I saved the draft and that vanished into thin air as well.

Now I was worried.  I created a test post, which promptly vanished.  I suddenly realized that comments had been strangely absent all day.  I tried to leave a test comment and was taken to a blank screen.  My comment had disappeared too.

I told hubby that we had problems – maybe database issues.  I googled terms like “wordpress draft not saved” and “wordpress comment not saved blank screen”.  I tried variations of similar phrases and read string after string of other users’ similar problems and solutions.

Some were caused by upgrades gone wrong, but we hadn’t upgraded anything recently.  Just to be sure, I first disabled all my plugins that had upgrades available – maybe running older versions was causing conflicts?  No.

My test post vanished when I hit the publish button.  It was a cold and gloomy day in spite of the fact that May is nearly here.  The weather fit my mood.

Then I disabled all of my plugins.  This is really one of the first things to try when wordpress goes bad, but it didn’t help.  My trouble didn’t seem to be caused by any of my plugins.

My test post vanished when I hit the publish button.  I reactivated my plugins.

What is a plugin?  It’s an add-on  to provide additional features that are not included with the standard program.  Wordpress offers a bedazzling array of free plugins that will enable your blog to cook, clean and change the oil in your car.

A few threads mentioned theme problems.  Maybe we had somehow lost a crucial line of code?  I switched to a default theme and composed yet another test post.  I tried to make each test post short but interesting, in the hope that the world would actually see it.  I have to admit that my hope was waning, along with my creativity.

My new test post vanished.

Now I was really beginning to worry that we had been hacked.  After upgrades and plugins, this was the standard cause of troubles like ours.  I checked for signs that had been mentioned by other victims of website hacking: there were no users that had been added without my permission.  Our pages didn’t seem to redirect to other sites.  When I logged into the control panel, only the sitemap and one other file had been updated that day.

But that one other file was an important one.  Why was it updated today, and was this the problem?  The code in that file looked innocent enough to my very-slightly-geeky eyes.  I used google to check on one line that looked suspect, but it checked out.  Nonetheless, I decided to rule out the possibility.  I replaced the file with an older version and drafted a test post.

My test post vanished when I hit the publish button.  The clouds outside the window darkened.  I changed the file back to the current version and stifled my rising panic.

I contacted our webhost about a backup to see if we could get our files backed up from 1-2 days earlier.  If we had been hacked, this wouldn’t prevent the same thing from happening again, but it should fix the current problem.  They put in my request and told me it should be fulfilled within 3 days. Three days??? Remember what I said about rising panic?  Still rising.

I checked my other blog to see if it was having similar problems, but all was well.  The test post appeared just like it was supposed to.  If we were hacked, it was only our family blog.  This was slightly encouraging.  Wouldn’t a thief take all the valuables once he broke into the house?

Now I decided to do what I had been subconsciously avoiding and act on my initial hunch.  I hadn’t found any info about this hunch in all my google searches, and didn’t know if I would be able to spot or fix the problem even if I found myself staring right at it, but I had nothing to lose.

I logged into my webhost and had a look at my blog’s database – its brain. Yes, I cracked open the skull and had a little peek inside.  Databases are scary things and I feel geeky just saying the word, but this really wasn’t hard to do at all.

Alarm bells went off as soon as I saw its size – far over the limit!  After nearly 5 years of heavy blogging, our database size the last time I looked was still far below the limit, but yesterday it was 50% over the limit.  No wonder it wasn’t saving anything new!  But why was it so bloated?  Was a hacker using it for his own nefarious purposes?

Are your eyes glazed over yet?  Is anyone even still reading this far down?  Sorry, but this was an emotional rollercoaster for me.  It’s nearly over.

I pulled up a list of the tables inside our database and scanned down the length of the list, looking at their sizes.  About halfway down, my eyes stopped.  One item was hundreds of times bigger than any other.  This one alone was the entire allowed size of our database!  Bingo!

Right next to this item which was bloated beyond all belief was the option to either empty or entirely delete it.  The table was called wp_redirection_logs.

This table was probably connected to a plugin we use called Redirection, installed on the recommendation of a blogging guru.  I checked with my 2 go-to sources: hubby and google, in that order.  Both said it should be fine to empty the table, so I did.  One commentor on the Redirection plugin site was even complaining about the fact that this particular table in his database was incredibly bloated after running the plugin for 3 months.  I think that’s about how long we’ve used it.

I created a test post and hit the publish button.  The test post vanished.

But this time I didn’t immediately give up on this solution.  I remembered from previous database experience (oh, how geeky I am!) that database changes can take 10 minutes or more to take effect.  I waited a few minutes and tried another test post.  Still no good.

I killed a few minutes researching the Redirection plugin and exploring our settings for the plugin.  I think this plugin is the reason I could type inashoe.com granola into the address bar when I was looking for my granola post, and I automatically got sent to http://inashoe.com/2010/03/granola-homeschooler-style/.  I wasn’t ready to get rid of the plugin, but I noticed that we had the plugin set to log all of its activities indefinitely.  That sounds like a problem – the problem.  I changed some settings so that the plugin would delete any records more than 7 days old.  I think I changed something else, because I can’t find my granola post quite so easily now: I get sent to google results instead, where the granola post is the top result.  Still easy, but it’s an extra click.  I can live with this if my blog is fixed.  Is it?

I create a test post and hit the publish button. The post appears on our blog. It’s still an hour until sunset.  The clouds break and the sun shines down on our little house.

Now I can post, and we can all comment.  I missed you.  Did you miss me?

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Dolls for sale!

Current giveaway: The Last Pilgrims book: ends 2/23

By Megan.

I have three dolls for sale.  Since I’ve been getting tired of borrowing Lydia’s boots, the money will go towards a pair of cowboy boots I’ve been wanting for a while. When I brought these dolls home Rachael asked me what they were for,  I told her they were for selling.  She sighed sadly “Oh. I thought they were a secret birthday present for me.”

This 18″ Evangeline  Doll has hand rooted hair that can be brushed and styled like real hair. She has a cloth torso, and her arms and legs can move up and down. She can stand on her own, her eyes open and close when she lies down. She is wearing a beautiful green checked dress, and has long blond hair. She retailed for $89.00 but is now discontinued.

Doll #1 Made in Germany!

These beautiful dolls are in perfect gift-giving condition condition.

Doll #2 is a new style Liberty. She has a pink checked dress and brown hair.She retails for $75.00

Doll #2

Doll #3 is a new style Jubilee. She has a green dress and blond hair. She retails for $75.00

Doll #3

Up for grabs!

They are $50 each, including shipping.

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Granola, homeschooler style

Current giveaway: The Last Pilgrims book: ends 2/23

Now that the weather is warmer we’re beginning to crave cold cereal again.  It’s a summertime tradition in our house, and summer lasts a loooong time here in south Texas.

But we’re also eating much healthier and cheaper these days, and I find myself choking a bit even on the very cheapest prepared cereals.  Besides, they just don’t keep a person full.  We find ourselves needing a second breakfast an hour later, and there’s nothing cheap about eating the same meal twice.

And so I’m trying my hand again at granola.  In typical homeschooler style, I can’t just find and follow a recipe.  I have to find 10 recipes and study the proportions of oats to other dry ingredients, dry ingredients to moist, oil to sweetener, etc.  Then I combine them to suit our taste, budget, pantry and whims.

Here is the recipe for what is now in my oven, preserved here for either repetition or mockery, depending upon the results. update: The recipe was a hit.  The amounts below have been tweaked slightly to make it even more perfect.

Granola

  • 8 cups oats
  • 2 cups nuts (slivered almonds and/or walnuts are what we use because they’re cheap at Costco)
  • 3 cups add’l dry ingredients such as flax seed (the first flax seed I’ve ever owned, bought just for granola),  TVP (bought on a whim at the bulk food store because it’s cheap, high in protein and looks a lot like the sort of thing you’d expect to find in granola), raw wheat germ, or just more oats.
  • 1 ½ tsp. salt
  • 2 tbs. cinnamon
  • 1 cup honey (do you really think I measured this?)
  • 1 cup oil and/or butter
  • raisins, coconut or other dried fruit if desired (add after cooking & cooling)

Stir together dry ingredients.  Heat honey and oil together and add to dry ingredients, stirring to combine thoroughly.

Divide onto 2 large cookie sheets and cook 20-30 minutes at 325 degrees, stirring once or twice.  Cool on sheets, add dried fruit if desired, and store in an airtight container.

What do you think, granola makers of the world?  Will it work?  Smells good, looks good, tasted good before it went in the oven…but my kids still remember our last homemade granola.  It was hard as a rock, and I have no clue what recipe I used.

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