Thursday, December 31, 2015

Righteous Women



Righteous women have changed the course of history and will continue to do so and their influence will spread and grow exponentially. Julie B. Beck

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Don't Believe It!

For more details about this hoax visit http://www.nbcnews.com/tech/social-media/hoax-alert-no-zuckerberg-isnt-giving-millions-facebook-users-n476551

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

I'm Getting Muffins For Christmas!




I remember when I was young my brother asked for muffins for Christmas.  I guess he figured he could have a nice treat and still be bad, because he thought the song said, "I'm getting muffins for Christmas, cuz I ain't been nuttin but bad.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Why is Corn Left In the Field to Die?

It’s not Dying, it’s Drying!

I live in Nebraska and during the fall every year I drive by fields and fields of corn that appear to be dying.  I often wonder why farmers let their corn die?  I decided it was time to educate myself on the matter.  I thought it might be worth sharing.  A great source is http://www.nebraskacorn.org/

The fact of the matter is 99% of the corn grown in Nebraska is not the sweet corn on the cob you would eat at your Fourth of July barbecue.  The corn that appears to be dying in the fields is actually drying in the fields.  The moisture content needs to be drained from field corn.  This can be done in a special dryer, but it costs money, so why not let nature do the work?  It makes sense to me now.

Dent corn, or field corn is used in places I have never really thought about in the past.  I would like to share just a few I found interesting.

8 of my favorite "Corn Products"

Corn Based Plastic


Corn Syrup

I did know this one already, but was surprised by many more products that use it than I originally knew about.


Eco Friendly Diapers


Many glues and adhesives


Gum


Gypsum Drywall
The Corn Helps Prevents Mold

Many Cosmetics


Even Toothpaste

So the moral of the story is, corn is the number one product raised in Nebraska.  99 percent of the fields I drive by are actually growing field corn.  It was never meant to be the corn on the cob you find on your dinner plate.

Oh, did I mention Nebraska is also the largest grower of popcorn!  

That's my favorite corn!



Sunday, September 20, 2015

Hair Style Controversy

This cute young boy is my nephew on his first day of school.

This cute young boy was pulled from school because of his hair style.


I saw an article in the news about a little boy who got sent home from his school for his hairstyle and immediately thought of my nephew who is sporting the same do.  I couldn't help but think, wow.  I realize there is a need for rules and regulations, but sometimes a person just needs to use a little common sense and acknowledge that these little boys are darling and don't have any other underlying intention with their hair style of choice.

I Before E Except


Thursday, September 3, 2015

Joke of the Day


The State Fair-by Jared Beck

THE STATE FAIR!

Written by my brother Jared.  Here is what he had to say.

It's that time of year again so I figured I would share my poem about the State Fair.
I wrote this poem in my college descriptive writing class. This particular assignment was supposed to be written in the first person describing events live as you are seeing them. The options were that you are stationary and your observations were of something stationary such as sitting in a meadow describing what you see.

The second option was that you were mobile describing something that was stationary and the third option was that you were stationary describing something that is passing by.
I decided to use all three throughout my story and then put it into poetry form to try to make it more entertaining. I got an A.

Enjoy State Fair Food by Jared W Beck

The state fair is here and will be for a week,
I love most of the fair but it’s the food that I seek.
At no other time do I eat so much junk,
Even on my way here, I ate a Big Hunk.
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks,
Especially for all of the greasy food on my cheeks!
I’m walking in to the State Fair gate,
The line is long and I’m not even late.
At last it’s my turn, they’ve stamped my hand
And now I’m off to carnival land!
I’m entering the livestock barns and oh what a smell,
Of horses and sheep-I just heard a cowbell.
There are people all around both old and young,
I need to watch where I’m going; I just stepped in horse dung.
I see champion horses have been successfully mated,
They must be champions; their tails are braided.
The FFA boy shows his pig to his uncles and aunts,
He’s got a smile on his face and poop on his pants.
I’m walking out of the barns for a breath of fresh air
And see two people walking with dark purple hair.
I noticed one guy is short- one is tall,
But with a closer look I see that they aren’t guys at all.
The fair is like a giant side show, people are weird,
Like that guy talking to himself and that lady with a beard.
I’m feeling a bit hungry; the Greeks are my heros,
I buy from them five, no six tasty gyros.
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
Especially for the mutton and sauce on my cheeks.
After the gyros my hands need a wash
Then, it’s off to the 4H barn to see the prize-winning squash.
Looking in awe at the vegetables and fruits,
Am I the only one not wearing cowboy boots?
I see numerous ribbons of red, white, and blue
But have to pause for a moment to get the gum off my shoe.
I love the knives but I must only peek
For if I buy one it will be broke in a week.
Watching the central vacuum booth is a must,
I love to see socks move with such thrust!
I encounter a booth run by a well dressed guy
But since when was a hot tub an impulse buy?
I can smell the great smell of buttery corn on the cob
So I buy some and intentionally eat like a slob.
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
Especially for the corn in my teeth and butter on my cheeks!
Listening to salesmen give their spiel on a loudspeaker
Just makes my tired feet feel a lot weaker.
So I decide to go sit on a bench in the shade
But not without a tall glass of pink lemonade!
As I rest leaning back on this hard wooden bench
I realize I’m sitting by a world-class wench.
She’s here with five kids, not one with a shirt,
Those bright pink sunburns have got to hurt!
She yells and she screams at her kids without care,
I don’t think that her kids are enjoying the fair.
She yells at one kid who almost got run over
By a drunken wheelchair driver who’s wandering all over.
The boy is startled and he starts to cry
He didn’t see the wheelchair due to a lazy left eye.
Finally, she and her kids start to leave,
One of them is sick, I heard him dry heave.
A lawnmower speeds by towing nine or ten trailers
Accompanied by five women’s prison inmates and two jailers.
They’re cruising around, picking up trash.
They aren’t having much fun, they all have heat rash.
I guess it’s their fault committing a crime
Now they have to work at the fair without earning a dime.
I’m not all that hungry but now that I’m here
I have to eat at least one tiger ear.
So I stand from my bench with a stretch and a yawn
And walk across the fairground lawn.
Once again I’m in line, waiting my turn
Hoping my scone will be done but not burned.
“How many would you like sir?” the man asks with a smile
I look down at my belly and I think for a while.
I guess I’ll have two or three and why not?
Nothing is better than a scone while it’s hot.
“I’ll take a large soda to go with the scones”.
The man promptly replies, “That’ll be five bones.”
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
Especially for the honey butter and cinnamon on my cheeks!
As I walk to the bathroom to wash my face,
I hear a loud trumpet, the start of a horse race.
I don’t think a horse race is something I’d watch
It’s not like the rodeo where they get kicked in the crotch.
So i guess this is one of the sites I’ll pass up
Instead, I’ll get some fries with extra ketchup.
My friend Val is volunteering so we chat for a bit
And he talks me into a large cheesy fry with chili on it.
Oh what a treat, I think while I eat,
“Hey there, I’ll take a fish sandwich on whole wheat!”
And a large soda to wash it all down
I love how there’s cold soda pop all over this town!
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks,
Especially for the ketchup and chili on my cheeks!
Just overhead a biplane glides,
It’s towing a sign reminding to go on the rides.
I love the rides so I’m off once again.
I suppose on my way, I’ll see what I can win.
On my way to the games and the rides I see
The restrooms again and I have to go pee.
Again, here I am in another long line
Knowing no other has an urge such as mine.
It smells pretty bad in here, worse than the sheep.
Someone went on the floor, man, what a creep.
Carved into the stall was some kind of “love letter”
Oh, finally my turn… I feel a lot better.
I’m finally finished and on my way out
And drop a dollar in the “tips” can and take three quarters out.
I thank the man with the can but he looks at me with a glare
And uses profanities unmatched anywhere.
But, I think to myself, that’s all he deserves,
He just sits there watching and that gets on my nerves.
Close to the games there’s a booth that’s so handy,
Just hand them a dollar and they hand you cotton candy!
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
Especially for the sugary cotton candy on my cheeks!
Now it is eaten and I head for the games
The only decision is which ones I should play.
I consider the BB gun game but they have junk guns
But then this is no different than the other ones.
They’re set up to make money and that’s what they do
The carney makes it look easy by showing how-to.
Okay, okay, I’ll give it a shot
Most games are rigged but there’s one that is not.
The free throw game seems pretty legit
But shot after shot I can’t make it.
Something must be up! I start to knock it,
After all they’ve taken ten bucks from my pocket!
As I walk away a loser, I’m pretty upset,
Then I look at the rim, HEY THAT’S IT!
Yes I can see it’s ten feet, that is true
But it’s not big enough for the ball to go through!
Oh well, I’m the dumb guy who played their dumb game.
Even the free throws are rigged; they’re all the same.
So I go get an apple that’s shiny and brown
It’s covered in caramel; this erases my frown!
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
Especially for the sticky caramel on my cheeks!
I’m overcome by loud music being blared at the rides.
They want to make it fun for our ears and our eyes.
The Gravetron Thriller is one I’ll enjoy,
I’ve loved spinning around since I was young a boy!
I hope and I wait for the ride to begin
And within a few minutes, it starts to spin.
It spins and it spins, the G-force is intense
Like riding a motorcycle right into a fence!
I’m instantly reminded of all the junk I have eaten.
The ride spins and it spins and I know I’ve been beaten.
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
But not especially for all the vomit on my cheeks!
I try to stop but my guts say no!
My stomach’s convinced this food’s got to go!
The ride stops and I’m sick and I’m all a mess
But was it only on me? I think you can guess.
I look at the others who were riding the ride
Their shirts now look like they were tie-died.
I stumble off of the Gravetron Thriller
Covered in vomit with a headache that’s killer.
As I walk back to the car with my head bowed low
I remember this same thing happening a year ago.
As a matter of fact while I’m being sincere,
I’ll have to admit, it’s the same every year.
Hey wait a minute, I just had a thought,
I thought I was sick but really, I’m not!
It was the ride that had made my stomach spin.
In fact, I’m feeling quite hungry again!
I’ve been looking forward to the fair for weeks
Especially for all the greasy food on my cheeks!
Jared W. Beck


Thursday, May 7, 2015

May 2015 Visiting Teaching Message


The May visiting teaching message can be any talk given during the April General Conference.  This is one option.  Feel free to copy, print and share this message.

Do You Have a "Drug" Problem?


Drug Problem In Idaho?

This is an email that has been floating around.  I'm not sure where it started, but I found it rather humorous so I thought I would share it...


The other day I was in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and someone asked me a rhetorical question, 'Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?'
 
I replied that I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
 
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the priest, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen  sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds. I was drug to the homes of neighbors to help mow the yard, repair the clothesline, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, my dad would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin: and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

God bless the parents who drugged us!

Sunday, April 5, 2015

New Eyes


                                                                                                                   

Monday, March 16, 2015

No Contention

And it came to pass that there was No Contention in the land, 

because of the LOVE OF GOD which did 

dwell in the HEARTS of the people.  4 Nephi 1:15


Monday, March 9, 2015

Daylight Savings "Tradition"

Daylight Savings Time is For The Birds!

Can anyone think of any good reason to keep the silly ritual that is a law in some of the United States? Arizona and Hawaii are exempt.  The tradition of Daylight Savings has got to go.

I was thinking of the song from Fiddler on the Roof called, “Tradition.” It talks about all the things a Jewish family must do because of tradition. As a society, have we become so engrossed in tradition that we can no longer see reason? The reason for implementing daylight savings time back in the day had to do with saving on candles. Today, most of us do not use candles anymore for our lighting source and I would argue the amount of power used at my home does not change one bit because of daylight savings. I would also be willing to bet the same is true throughout the country, so at this point is there really any benefit to daylight savings?

Let me back the train up to yesterday morning for an example of how silly this “tradition” is for me in my life. First of all, the exact day the “tradition” happens has been moved around to the point I can’t keep track of it anymore. In a world full of DVR’s and internet news, I don’t see much in real time so somehow the daylight savings came to me like a thief in the night. I was caught unaware.

I woke up with my phone saying one time and my husband’s phone saying something different. This was our first clue that daylight savings had arrived. In order to settle the dispute of whose clock was accurate my first instinct was to call the telephone number we used as a kid to get the correct time. It was at this point in my foggy first thing in the morning brain I realized this service probably doesn't exist anymore since it was actually just an operator telling us the time. She would ask us where we lived so she could make sure and tell the correct time zone. This archaic service is no longer needed and I it got me wondering if daylight savings should have gone the way of all the world at the same time dialing zero on your phone would get you to an operator who was a person that actually spoke to you, not a recording.

Once we figured out we had overslept the rest of the morning was a whirlwind of racing around trying to get to meetings we were late for. By lunch time I was starving, only to figure out it wasn't lunch time after all, and don’t even get me started on my poor mother who has Alzheimer's Disease. Daylight savings really messes with her internal clock to the point that she doesn't know the difference between night and day. To be fair, I guess she doesn't with our without daylight savings, but it is fun to add a little extra blame to my point. Speaking of blame, I must add the fact that DLS, (short for Day Light Savings), caused me to drop my toaster strudel frosting side down, on the floor yesterday morning in my mad rush to try and get a bite to eat before my church meetings. Ok, once again, putting blame where it may or may not belong, but I think you are getting my point.


For the sake of Toaster Studel, let’s stop the madness once and for all and abolish the silly “TRADITION” of Day Light Savings Time. Who’s with me?

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Sermon on The Mount



The best parenting tips available are found in the scriptures.  The Be-Attitudes are a great source.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Take the Basket Device Challenge


Take the Device Basket Challenge
Try if for one week


If you and your entire family put all your electronic devices in a basket the minute you walk into your home, you will find the atmosphere of the home will change. Whenever you send a text message, play a game, check social media etc. remember to place the device back in the basket as soon as you are finished. 

It will cut down the unreasonable amounts of distractions the devices can cause. The family will be more engaged with each other. Who knows, maybe you will even get something productive done with your spare time.

Message me on my blog after you have taken my challenge and let me know how it goes

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Pinterest Miss! Jeweled Cell Phone Case

I love How the Case Turned Out
There Is Only One Problem
And It's a Major One...

Over 6 months ago I blogged about all the benefits of making your own jeweled cell phone case.  I actually got into quite a b-dazzle mode and made several different cases.  I loved them and got compliments from people I didn't even know.  It was quite the conversation piece.  Ladies wanted to know where they could buy them and ultimately how to make them.  They are so cheap and easy to make, I understood why so many people were interested in joining the b-dazzle world for themselves. But then, I realized a downside when it came to the amazing world of jewels and cell phones.  It's such a large downside that I have given up on the jewels all together.

The precious little crystals cause interference with the cell phone signal and ultimately make your phone conversations hard to hear or dropped all together.  So it comes with very large regret on my part that I have to announce this DIY project as a major bust.  Sorry one and all for this horrible announcement.


Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Leather Couch Make-Over DIY

Leather Couch Makeover
DIY

Don't Throw Away Your Old Leather Couch

This DIY makeover will astound you.

UPDATE Dec. 12, 2015

One year later, my sofa is still looking like new.  I didn't use any sealant, it hasn't rubbed off, and there hasn't been a downside.  This really is the best $10 investment I have ever made!


And It's Easy!

It sounds to good to be true, but it really works.
Once you are finished it is as good as new.
The stain does not rub off at all!




I got a new couch for Christmas.  My sectional had been a good piece of furniture but over the years it had been through the ringer and it was time for it to be retired.  A couch can only take so much abuse.  We picked up a new sofa and brought it home, thinking we would retire our sectional to the unfinished basement until we could find a place to throw it out.  The only problem was, we couldn't fit it down the narrow stairs.  Now we were left with a dilemma.  We didn't have room for two sets of furniture on the main floor so the formal living room furniture had to me moved to the basement to make room for the worn out sectional until I could get it hauled away. 

The next morning I was looking at the sectional and all the trouble it had.

The leather had been worn down so much it was white in places

When the pieces were not attached it really looked bad.
I hate looking at hardware and torn stuffing.

This part has a recliner, but even it was worn and shabby looking.

There were tears all over the place

This piece was really torn.
I had stitched the arm up previously but it still showed the wear.


One day I decided to try something to make this sectional not look like such an eye sore until I could find a truck to haul it away.

I threw down some cardboard on the floor and got the can of stain I have been staining everything around my house.  It was a Kona color which I love.  I only had about a quarter of a can left, but I figured I might as well give it a try.  If it didn't work it was leftover stain anyway so no loss.

I rubbed the stain on one section of the sofa. 

My $8 can of stain had already done so much for me but why not see if I could stretch it a little bit more.

When I came back into the room a few hours later I realized I loved how it looked.  I let it dry completely for 3 days then I tested it out.  I sat on the couch with a white t-shirt on.  Absolutely nothing rubbed off.  Not even a little bit.

This is when I figured out I was on to something big!

Kona Rust-Oleum Wood Stain
On Leather Works Great!
Apply with an old rag you don't mind throwing away.
Don't forget to wear gloves. Cheap flimsy ones are not recommended.
I found out the hard way. They tear too easy.

I couldn't wait to finish up the entire sectional.
It looks very shiny as if it would stick to your skin.
But it feels exactly like any leather furniture.
Nothing rubs off after it is completely dry.

I stitched all the stuffing back into the arm and stained right over it.

I am amazed at how nice it looks.

It did need two coats of stain before it had the desired look.

I stained right over all the hardware and handles so everything matches

I even stained the metal brackets that hold the sectional together when it is in one piece. Now they don't even show up.

Once the leather dries if feels just like it did before.

I can see no downside to staining leather

I did end up needing to buy another can of stain because the leather soaks up the stain more than wood does, but if I had started with a new can from the beginning I could have done the entire sectional and still had some left over.
Not bad for under $10 bucks.

I love the furniture now!
It is no longer on its way to the dump.

What a great way to Up-Cycle!