Posts Tagged husband
Funny Friday
Posted by crusaderjennblog in family, Funny Friday on February 6, 2015
We’re already at the first Friday of February 2015! I love a good parody vid and this “All About That Cake(and Chicken)” vid is pretty cute (tune based on Meghan Trainor’s “All About That Bass.”
The magnified size of a spider (in my head) might explain why I have this irrational fear of those eight-legged monsters…
What a great idea!!!
Lie detector test – but kids never lie!
Enjoy and have a fabulous weekend!
~Jenn
Let’s talk about intentions
Posted by crusaderjennblog in Faith, marriage on February 5, 2015
Merriam Webster’s website (2015) defines intention as a noun and “something you aim to do” or a “purpose.” I believe that most people hope and aim to do their best and make intentions / commitments accordingly, therefore one might say that, “They had the best INTENTIONS.” I occasionally hear and read emails from or about people admitting to an event or something they intended to do, but obviously failed since the word was in the past-tense. Failed intentions are quickly given a pass because that wasn’t their, let’s say it together, INTENTION. The word is over-used and loosely-used to excuse an over-commitment (lie) / bad behavior or a failure. Now I’m confident that there are a great many who will call me judgmental and say I lack tolerance of people’s situations and go on to say that I must be perfect, blah, blah blah… I am far from perfection, but as a Christian, I try to do better than the day before and never over-commit. I was once one of those obtuse folks who over-committed and later canceled last-minute because I had the best of intentions to participate in making some donated goodies, for example, or however I committed only to later realize I committed to an activity in which I aimed to participate, that I really never had any intention of being involved. Okay, now get over yourself because you wouldn’t be that defensive if you weren’t also guilty of this.
At one time, I intended / committed to make cookies every Sunday for our old church. It was a small church and I needed to make only seven dozen cookies, which I often made every Saturday-night for the next morning. Considering how much I love baking, it was a very small act of service, but there came a point a few months later after doing this every weekend when I became bored and would cancel because I just didn’t feel like baking. Granted I had health issues that were becoming a contributing factor in this, but I should have resigned from my commitment ahead of time instead of being proud and stubborn. I spoke with someone about this and Mickey pointed out to me that intentions can go either way – we either do what we committed to do or we intend to not follow-through. When he further explained that it’s either/or or pass/fail, my eyes were opened more widely because I think like many, we think our intentions outweigh outcomes. But they do not.
About intentions in marriage…
Commitments / intentions should be as solid as your marriage vows and upheld. You make a commitment to your spouse and you should do whatever you have to to make sure you do not fail. Obviously, emergencies happen and must be accommodated, but a commitment remains a commitment. Over recent months this has become somewhat of a thing in my marriage. We’re working on 19 years together, but it’s been fairly consistent during only the last couple of years that B’s intentions to do something for me have some sort of ‘optional’ clause to not follow-through, perhaps? It is a bit hurtful, I admit, but because he intended to follow-through, I think he thinks that he should receive points for the intention, I guess? Now these broken commitments are small in the grand scheme and are not by any means divorce-worthy. However, it remains hurtful that I might have become somewhat of a sacrifice, as he makes sure he follows-through with each commitment beyond us. Perhaps he doesn’t want to appear a flake among coworkers or peers?
It’s interesting that people have such varying perspectives on intentions with spouses. For one individual, an intention to a spouse is as good as a signed contract and they will move mountains to ensure the intention/commitment remains unbroken, but for another, who sees their spouse as ‘just my husband’ or ‘just my wife,’ they have given themselves the option to fail [Stop taking your spouse for granted!], when it should be the complete opposite as they should elevate their spouse’s importance instead of diminishing it. Commitments to a spouse to fix an appliance or prepare a platter of goodies for coworkers or whatever the task is should be more important than commitments to non-spouses since you’re married to one and only work with or for another. I’ve never understood those who say things like that because essentially, they have lessened their spouses role and therefore their spouse’s value. Many years ago, I attended a work-related event with my husband and when his boss walked-up and asked who I was, I smiled and said, “I’m just B’s wife, Jennifer.” B’s boss responded with, “Hmm, you mean you ARE his wife and not just his wife…” That might have been eye-opening for me because there I was speaking condescendingly about myself.
Now, I must explain that my husband is NOT a monster. I think at times his focus gets wrapped-up in whatever project has his attention and that he doesn’t see the looming ‘something’s got to give’ warning sign up ahead. Unfortunately, that something is most often me because typically I am an understanding wife I attempt to be an understanding wife. I suspect there might be a few others in a similar situation and am curious how you address a concern with your spouse or do you prefer to avoid it? What is your best approach? What is your coping-mechanism? I like wine, which may or may not be relevant in this situation, but I believe that I just stumbled upon another blog-post idea…
~Jenn
Last weekend the Seahawks Won because of me
Posted by crusaderjennblog in Faith, Football on January 25, 2015
I’m not so self-important to really think that I had anything to do with the Hawk’s win against the Packers last Sunday, but I do think God did allow them to win for me. The last few years my faith has been inconsistent and consistently wavering. At some point, I somehow started believing that blessings from God were performance-based. I know that my assessment of performance-based blessing is entirely false and thank God! I’m thankful He doesn’t work like that because if that were true, there’s no possibility that I would ever or could ever be blessed. Then I have to remind myself that I never deserved to be healed, but God healed the status of MS so I could walk again and not require a wheelchair full-time. I also must keep reminding myself that God continues working in my life and I also never deserved any of these ongoing blessings. So when I was watching the game last Sunday and saw the Hawks on their way to a loss in the last quarter, I kept saying to myself that my God is a God of miracles as He’s shown me with my health that miracles clearly happen. I prayed for and asked God, while also believing in a miracle that the Seahawks could still win the game.
And they did. Despite the great point deficit. Congratulations, Seahawks and know I’m praying for another win against the Patriots next weekend! GO HAWKS! Regardless of whether God allowed the Seahawks to win for me or because of my tiny faith, God knew I needed a little encouragement and through that answer, God met me where I was in my wavering mustard seed faith. Although I’m near the US gambling capital where I could have put a penny on Seattle to win, I’m confident that I wasn’t the only non-betting person praying for the Hawks to come out on top. I also believe that God knew I desperately needed something to hold onto and for him to show me He’s still in control and that despite myself, He heard even my little prayer for an irrelevant football game outcome. Thank you, Lord – I needed that. I know that positive answer helped to confirm and re-energize my faith in an unseen God who WILL move us back to WA, but I must be patient in also having faith in his perfect timing. Thank you again, Lord Jesus!
Fresh from the oven – favorite seasonal treats
Posted by crusaderjennblog in family, marriage, recipes on January 21, 2015
But why don’t more people call fall, “Autumn?” Does the silent ‘n’ create enough confusion to deter people from using this term for the season? Since I already do it because I can, I propose that more people practice calling the season ‘autumn.’ That said, autumn also is the official beginning to my baking season, which lasts through the winter months. I realize we’re nearly halfway into winter, but with our temps being in the mid-high 60’s and low spring-like 70’s by this weekend, I feel like I’m being forced to place a moratorium on baking these treats after this month, since they’re typically associated with the last few month’s holidays. But knowing myself as I do, I won’t allow a little technicality like a month name create a ‘cease and desist’ baking order. Besides, my husband is year-around my most loyal fan for everything I bake and he’s not picky about what I bake or when.
Here are my Gingersnaps – all perfectly round and cracked like their supposed to be, huh? And they taste as delicious as they look. I’ll be making these at least a few more times before the end of winter. If you’d like to make these Gingersnaps:
In a bowl, add 1 C packed brown sugar, 3/4 C shortening 1/4 C molasses, 1 egg, 1 tsp baking soda, 1/2 tsp cloves, 1 tsp cinnamon, 1 tsp ginger and mix with an electric mixer on high until smooth. Add 2 1/4 C flour and mix on medium speed until thoroughly combined. Set oven temperature at 350 degrees. In a separate container, add 1/2 C sugar. Shape the dough into 1-inch balls and roll in sugar. Place balls about 2 inches apart on baking surface. I always use a Silpat baking mat (see link below) placed on top of a baking sheet to bake cookies or rolls, which makes greasing a pan unnecessary. Silpats are a little pricey, but they are worth the investment. My Mom gave me a set of Silpats probably 10 years ago and I have still not needed to replace them.
Another recipe I make over and over during fall and winter is Pumpkin Bread. It’s not ‘punkin’ as my father-in-law says. It’s ‘pumpkin.’ I’ve gotten used to him saying it the way he does, but it’s lazy and no different than those who pronounce the word ‘jewelry’ as ‘jury.’ You night notice that ‘pumpkin’ has an ‘mp’ an not an ‘n’ and that ‘jewelry’ has several letters that say accessories versus a group of 12 peers who determine a criminal’s fate… Big difference, huh? But I apologize for that little tangent…
Pumpkin Bread is another fantastic treat and you might try to make some like this:
In a bowl mix 1 Cup canned pumpkin, 1 Cup packed brown sugar, 1/2 Cup milk, 2 eggs, 1/3 Cup shortening, 1 Tbsp baking powder, 1/4 tsp salt, 1/4 tsp baking soda, 1 tsp cinnamon, 1/4 tsp nutmeg, 1/8 tsp ginger(cloves may be substituted – either are good), and mix on high until mostly smooth. Add 2 Cups flour and mix on medium speed until thoroughly combined. Set oven temperature at 350 degrees. At this point, you can fold-in 1/2 Cup nuts (I like pecans) and / or 1/2 Cup raisins. Pour batter into a greased loaf pan (9x5x3) and bake for about 60 minutes. Allow loaf to cool to room temperature before slicing. This delightful Pumpkin Bread is also tasty if you spread a little butter on a slice before inhaling. Pumpkin Bread dough as it bakes will also, like Gingersnaps, make your home smell fragrant. Enjoy making these recipes!
What are your favorite fall & winter baked goodies recipes? Please feel free to share your seasonal favorite recipes.
~Jenn
Is the potential to make things worse, worth the risk?
Posted by crusaderjennblog in Faith, family, Jesus, MS on January 17, 2015
I’ve been in the middle of using those critical thinking skills and I think because of my tendency to analyze and reanalyze in all numbers of equations, those skills only become more and sharper to more quickly come to reasonable conclusions. I’ve been very blessed these last 10 years. Rereading that number is incredible because I had to use a wheelchair from ’01 to ’05. 10 years ago I was able to quit using a wheelchair. Wow! I’ve tried to never take for granted what I have because this disease could easily and without notice, remove a number of abilities as it did in years past. The abilities to walk, run, see, swallow and void without the proper tool for example are some things that I could not do for a number of years, so when I could do them again, I’ve tried to always remain grateful and Praise God that those abilities were returned to me and that I still have them 10 years later. The high temperatures of last summer challenged my MS. Obviously we’re months beyond last summer, but I wonder if it’s possible that the high temperatures continue to have a lingering effect on my current state.
I saw my neurologist yesterday and while I was in the waiting room I played an iPad game. Being left-brained, I’m always playing games during which I mentally analyze a number of things that do not have anything to do with the game because I can play the game on ‘automatic pilot’ therefore allowing myself to think on other issues like determining if I’ve created a symptom or whether it was already a symptom. As I was matching tiles, I noticed a feeling in my leg that I hadn’t experienced in years. Numbness and tingling. Then I disregarded what that feeling meant and continued playing. The nurse lead me to a room and I noticed the feeling again. A bit later on my way home from my neurologist’s, I was unsettled about the whole numbness episode because although I was conveniently at his office for an appointment, it seemed he was too quick to prescribe a new bout of treatment. I signed the okay to move forward because I just wanted to get home. I didn’t bother to turn on the radio while driving because I needed to pray and concentrate on what a new treatment might mean. At home I immersed myself into tasks that needed to be done before the weekend began and finally, the dam broke and my eyes sweat (I cried). When I once again acknowledged the unpredictability and reality of my disease, I researched the suggested drug and failed to see any endearing qualities so instead of filling the prescription, I’ll keep doing what I’m doing with exercise and diet.
10 years ago when I got better, I desperately needed a reboot and I quit taking the 13 symptom-chasing drugs that my prior neurologist in Washington kept prescribing for me because I needed to know if those were still necessary. When I quit taking all those drugs, I almost immediately noticed that I felt better. Feeling lucid and NOT feeling like a zombie or I guess what I assume a zombie may feel like, definitely feels better. The list of 14 side-effects of this potential new prescription from my current neurologist included 7 issues that MS currently gives me and upon further reading, those issues would likely be exacerbated with the new prescription! “hmm Let me think about this… gosh, everything sounds very enticing and like something with which I think I should definitely take some risks,” said no reasonable CrusaderJenn EVER. As I’ve already been down the road of drug cocktails and symptom-chasing, I’m content to wait this round out. I understand those who see my decision as foolish. However, please take a moment to understand that I was diagnosed 20 years ago and from MS years 7 through 12, my MS symptoms covered many of those who have a more progressive form of MS. I doubted my own longevity back then and I recently found out that my family also doubted that I’d make it to 30-years-old because my relapsing-remitting MS progressed so badly and so quickly. But God did heal me and here I am 10 years later.
I am a big fan of Pinterest and here’s the link to my MS board. I have to read this board daily as it provides me with a mental boost and some inspiration to keep Fighting the Good Fight.
http://www.pinterest.com/CrusaderJenn/ms-battling-multiple-sclerosis/
Close, but moving day is not upon us…
Posted by crusaderjennblog in Faith, Inspiration, life, marriage on January 3, 2015
I mentioned previously that we’ll likely place our house on the market in February. I tend to take a few great many things for granted and it finally dawned on me that February is less than 30 days away. I know, I know – how obtuse am I, right? And have I got a lot to do. A year ago I had it my mind that we were moving long before the end of 2014, but we’re still here and so are the boxes of items we wouldn’t need for the remaining amount of time here. That’s really put things into perspective because I packed-up things we wouldn’t immediately need for a few months, but it turns out that a few months turned into a year, which means we probably didn’t need those items at all. It’s embarrassing because with each move, we’ve mentioned how much we need to scale-down and yet, we’ve failed to do this as we’ve collected more with each new home and each move.
Good grief. It’s only a tad over-whelming, but eliminating stuff so we can move with only the necessary can and must be done. Seven is my favorite number and the move back to Washington will move number seven. Hmm, but then I’m not superstitious, so that doesn’t matter. Yes, that picture encompasses roughly a quarter of just the boxes, which doesn’t include the odds and ends items that cannot properly fit into a nice (not so little) box. Nearly two decades of marriage and we’ve accumulated some stuff an excessive amount of crap. In addition to scaling-down and repacking our possessions, I also have to work-on cleaning grout, light-fixtures and curtains, touching-up the paint on walls, touching-up the areas requiring replacement caulk in the bathrooms and finally renting a carpet cleaner. Whew!
My husband is overwhelmed with everything, but for me, this is nothing. We’d agreed on it beforehand, but his move here in 2011 left me with the remainder of a 2400 square foot home to pack. When he moved here first, he rented a small truck to bring his wardrobe, our guest-bedroom set and his office set to hold him over until I’d packed the remaining items and finalized selling our Washington home, at which point I was to move to Nevada. I’d been successfully packing and had probably 92% of the remaining stuff ready for the move. Impressive isn’t it? However, I called my husband in a panic and said there was no way I’d be ready by the coming Saturday. He said, “Oh no – I’ve missed you too much and I’ve been looking forward to you getting here this weekend.” And I did move the weekend we had planned because from Nevada, my husband organized a group of family and friends to help me pack the remaining items and several even returned to help me pack the moving truck a couple of days later.
And here I am in Nevada preparing to move back and even with lots to do, I am calm. I think the difference this time around is that my husband is here. Although he has a job and is working full-time, I still have him here physically to support me and offer help when he has the opportunity, instead of offering verbal support every few days from a few states away. His presence makes a big difference and I’m relieved this move will be together. Dear Lord, Thank you for my husband and thank you that he’s here to help prepare us for moving and please help me to cherish him and never take him for granted. Amen
~Jenn










