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May 31, 2006

 

            I have made lots of cookies through the years.  Lots.  It’s my itsy, bitsy claim to fame among my itsy, bitsy fan club (six kids and their friends). 

            Here’s my key to making well-shaped, great-tasting cookies: 

 

Butter Flavor Crisco  

 

            I replace whatever fat (butter, oil, margarine, or shortening) the recipe calls for with Butter Flavor Crisco unless it says “butter, no substitutes”.  Cookies always turn out with Butter Flavor Crisco—no running all over the cookie sheet; no stiff mounds—just good flavored and well-rounded cookies that hold up in a cookie jar and look good enough to give to a neighbor every time.  It works for me.

            Another cookie baking tip is I bake nearly every drop cookie recipe I own at 375 degrees for eight minutes.  One of my favorite drop cookie recipes is posted below.  Click for more cookie recipes.

Mary’s White Chocolate Chip Cookies

1 cup butter-flavor Crisco             

1 cup sugar                                                          

1 cup brown sugar

2 eggs                                              

2 cups flour

1 tsp. baking soda

1 tsp. baking powder

1 cup quick oats                           

˝ tsp. salt

1 ˝ cups corn flakes

1 cup white chocolate chips         

1 tsp. vanilla                                        

1 cup chopped nuts (almonds or macadamia are good)

                                                      

Cream shortening and sugars.  Add eggs and vanilla.  Add oats, flour, soda, baking powder, salt, corn flakes, and nuts.  Stir in white chocolate chips.  Spoon onto greased cookie sheet.  Bake at 375 degrees for 8 minutes or until light golden brown.  Cool.  Makes approx. 3 ˝ dozen.

 

For more great Works for Me Wednesday tips got to Shannon's blog       

 

(P.S.  Nettie--Your blog doesn't allow me to leave comments, but I sure love all of your ideas.  The fairies you painted were darling!)

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

Thank you for the great tip and recipe for cookies.  It sounds like
you've blessed many people with your cookies!  And thank you for the
comment about my blog!  I was so surprised to see it!  It actually
brought tears to my eyes.  (Perhaps, I didn't get enough sleep last
night!)  Thank you!Nettie
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I never thought of that idea! And the good thing is that you can 'keep' it, unlike butter. I bet it's a lot cheaper, too.    Mom2fur

 

NEAT idea!  Be sure to stop by my blog tomorrow and participate in Tasty Thursday if you’re interested!   Thanks!

                                                                                                                                                               Justin and Jessica  

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Little Things That Make Me Happy

May 30, 2006

 

Ande is making a scrapbook page entitled “Little Things Make Me Happy” and she’s putting a picture of raindrops, green traffic lights, orange juice, new shoes, and clothes warm from the dryer on it. 

 

If I were doing a “Little Things Make Me Happy” page I would put a whole page of these:

 

 

Rocks, i.e. gravel

 

We got new gravel in our driveway and it will wipe away my puddle troubles.  Puddles have been a bane of mine for years.  They were so bad in our previous home:

 

·        I hoped our ducks made them look like ornamental ponds, even though there were no bulrushes, lily pads, watercress, or anything but floating ducks on murky, brown water. 

·        The kids’ shoes were caked in mud every time they walked home from the school bus.  We nearly could have planted a garden in our garage.

·        Our car was always spattered and looked like we used it for 4-wheelin’ in the dunes.

 

This house’s puddles haven’t been quite as bad, but they were still there.  Until today. 

 

Gravel.  It’s a little thing that makes me very happy.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

When the birds don't poop on my car.  Very happy. –Susan Pyle

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Fallen Soldiers

May 29, 2006

 

 

Thank you to all families through our country’s history that have been willing to sacrifice to give my family and me so many comforts and freedoms.  Your sacrifice has not gone unnoticed or unappreciated.  My family and I are so humbly grateful.  Thank you.

 

America's War Dead From the Revolutionary War to Iraq

 

American Revolution (1775-1783)

4,435

War of 1812 (1812-1815)

2,260

Mexican War (1846-1848)

1,733

Civil War (1861-1865)

140,414 (Union);

74,524 (Confederate)

Spanish-American War (1898-1902)

385

World War I (1917-1918)

53,402

World War II (1941-1945)

291,557

Korean War (1950-1953)

33,686

Vietnam War (1964-1975)

47,410

Gulf War (1990-1991)

147

Afghanistan War (2001-present)

178

Iraq War (2003-present)

1574 (as of April 26, 2005)

 

(Information taken from http://www.pbs.org/memorialdayconcert/stories/they.html)

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

What an awesome tribute!     Justin and Jessica

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That Was Then, This is Now

May 28, 2006

 

 

Happy Anniversary to Us!

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Yellow-Bellied Warbler

May 26, 2006

 

            Yesterday my neighbor was in a panic.  Actually she’s been panicked since Sunday, but yesterday was the day she needed me to join her in her crises.  Alas.  No posting.

            I just came home from teaching, went into my bedroom to change into home clothes and found this on my bed:

 

           

“Jane,

            I’m so sorry I crashed into your sliding door.  NOT AS SORRY AS I AM ABOUT IT COSTING ME MY LIFE, THOUGH.  As you can see, I smashed my head, my brain is swollen, and I’m dying.  Please bury me properly, or stuff me and send me to the happiest place on EARTH . . . The Tiki Room.

Love,

            This Yellow Bellied Warbler

 

            It made my day.  I don’t see a talking, writing, blind, yellow-bellied warbler very often.

            Today is NJP newsletter day.  Click to find out how to receive one.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

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May 24, 2006

           

            Repackaging works for me.  The baggers of brown and powdered sugar could learn something from the boxers of oatmeal—but until then I’ll use refillable containers.  I bought these containers at the $tore to hold most all of our kitchen staples. 

 

 

Popcorn

Wheat

Cornmeal

Cream of Wheat

Spaghetti

Macaroni

Rice

Beans

Chocolate Chips

Marshmallows

Baking Chocolate

Coconut

Powdered Sugar

Oats

Brown Sugar

Crackers

Dry Bread Cubes

Cornstarch

Seasoning Packets

Pancake Mix

Etc.

           

            Our storage space is limited, but these jugs utilize it very well.  I’ve organized our kitchen like this for 20 years; it works great and makes cooking much easier (brown sugar stays soft, the insides of the cupboards stay clean, it’s easy to tell at a glance what needs replaced when shopping, there’s always plenty on hand for a recipe, allows you to buy in bulk, etc.).

            For more WFMW tips go to Shannon’s blog for a list of others who are participating.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

*I like that!  I use those containers for bread flour since I buy it in 25-lb bags.  Never thought of getting rid of the other floppy bags that are all over the place. Things would keep so much better this way.

--Barbara Szyszkiewicz  http://sfomom.blogspot.com/2006/05/works-for-me-wednesday-picnics.html

  

*great tip!! - mine is up too

--Janice Croze  http://www.5minutesformom.com/

 

*Hi!  I just found your blog (I also am participating in the WFMW).  I think that is such a NEAT idea!  Thanks for sharing!  http://jessicaslilcorner.tz4.com/

 

*I love those containers! I never buy 'round' containers or baskets because they leave so much wasted space between them. But those are sort of round and flat at the same time, so they really make efficient use of your pantry.  But I do have to say that at first glance I thought they were baby bottles, LOL!

Clare, aka Mom2fur  http://sortafrugal.blogspot.com/

 

*Jane!  Where did you find those jars?  Did you really find them at the
dollar store?  I want those!  Seeing all that organization makes my heart
go pitter patter.  Great idea!  Susan  http://unclutteringapyle.typepad.com/

 

*I love your site and just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate the encouraging way you write to women.  Keep it up!  Katherine @ Raising Five http://raisingfive.blogspot.com
 

*Jane - You have GREAT ideas. I'm behind in my WFMW reading and I just read your last three and Wow! You consistently amaze me by your practicality and ingenuity.  Megan (http://www.halfpinthouse.com/)

 

*What size are the bottles/jars you use? That is an excellent tip!  Melanie Nelson

 

Wow! I’m impressed. This takes more than a good idea, it takes a lot of motivation! I found a couple of these containers at a yard sale. They’re handy.  Carmen

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Quotable Quotes

May 23, 2006

 

“Enthusiasm is faith with a tin can tied to its tail.”

 

            Our dog Otis personifies this quote.  He’s half black lab and half boxer.  That means he has an orange and black striped body with a black head and huge feet.  He is neither brave nor handsome, but he is enthusiastic.  When I walk out to the road to dump the trash he wildly wags his tail and greets me with a literal hop, twirl and jump routine.

            I always say, “Don’t get your hopes up, Otis, I’m only emptying the trash,” but it makes no difference to him.  He has the same zeal if we’re emptying the trash or going on a daily walk or bike ride.  I’ve never seen Otis disheartened, and he has every reason to be because the two neighbor dogs (one is about the size of a miniature poodle) scare him to death.  But Otis doesn’t let his cowardice or looks keep him from living with enthusiasm because “he’s got faith tied to his tail.”

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

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I Learned it in the Garden

May 22, 2006

           

 

 

            A lush rhubarb plant brings a lot of beauty to a garden.  They’re easy to grow and produce early making your garden feel successful right away.  Here’s a rhubarb crisp recipe to enjoy. 

 

Rhubarb Crisp

Crust:
4 cups flour
1 cup white sugar
1 cup brown sugar
1 1/2 cup butter
1/2 teaspoon salt

6 cups of rhubarb cut into small pieces
2 cups sugar
1/2 cup of flour

Mix the flour, white sugar, brown sugar, butter, and salt until crumbly.  Put half of the mixture into the bottom of a lightly greased 9x13 pan. Pat firmly.  Bake in a 350 degree Fahrenheit oven for 10 minutes. 


While the crust is baking, mix the rhubarb with 2 cups of sugar and 1/2 cup flour.  Put the rhubarb mixture on top of the crust. Sprinkle the rest of the crust mixture on top of
the rhubarb.

Bake in a 350 degree oven for 45 to 50 minutes.  
 (This recipe is adapted from LeAnn Ralph @  http://www.ruralroute2.com/BlogBlog.php)

 

            Juicing rhubarb is another way to use up your supply.  Steam it in a juicer then collect the juice.  Chill and then add 1 part juice to 1 part lemon-lime soda.  It’s really a pretty blush color and fresh and flavorful for spring.

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Nothing in Particular

May 20, 2006

 

·        Let’s see.  I could blog today’s “to do” list.  It was a hefty one that only got started.  I always over schedule Saturdays and my schedule went downhill after I got the ironing and mending done.

·        Or I could tell you I got a chance to visit with a friend who lives far away.  She is our son’s host mother while he studies at the Air Force Academy.  Her sister’s wedding was today so I got to do a quick catch-up with her.  She is animated, vivacious, generous, and oh-so-talented; it’s always fun to see her.  I wish she wrote a blog with all of her catering tips.

·        Or I could tell you the cutest thing I saw at the wedding: the groom’s three year old daughter sitting on a chair at the table with all of the desserts—tarts, layered cakes, fudge.  She carefully wiped her mouth with the tablecloth hem . . . again and again.  It was darling, and she kept her dress clean.

·        Or I could report on the weather.  My in-laws always ask about the weather.  Today it dumped rain and was beautiful.  Everything is green and smells good.

·        Or I could quit writing and vacuum thereby getting one more thing marked off that list before I go to another wedding reception.

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Achilles Heel

May 19, 2006

 

          Every Friday I send out a newsletter to NJP subscribers.  Today’s topic was tending your Achilles’ heel—or overcoming weaknesses.

          I’ve found that sometimes our weaknesses become our greatest strengths, and sometimes our greatest strengths become our weaknesses.  Case in point:

          Coming up with new ideas and seeing lots of solutions is one of the things I do best.  Not long ago Cali and I were on an evening walk and visiting about something.  I said, in what I thought was a modest tone, “I can just see all sides of this and I have a suggestion for each side.”  Cali said, “Hmmph.  That’s not how I see it.  I see it that you just plain talk yourself in circles and end right back where you started.”  True.  Flipside to lots of suggestions is indecisiveness.  My greatest strength is sometimes my weakness.   

          Ande gives the best pedicures and she offered me one for Mother’s Day.  I’m thinking I’ll have her give me one tonight—pretty toes will take the emphasis off my heels.J  Now, what color shall I choose?  Fleshy pink matches every outfit, but the burgundy color hides the dirt, then again french tips lengthen the look of my stubby toes, and then there’s always that sexy red . . .which is what pink is made from . . .   

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Chores

May 18, 2006

 

            I had an elderly friend with a delightful personality and a dangerously unsanitary home.  One day I promised Cali (who was four at the time) that she could go with me to visit her.  Cali had a penchant for speaking whatever she thought, so before we went in the house I told her she was not to say anything while we were there.  She vowed silence, but as we weaved our way to the living room her eyes grew larger and larger and she discreetly plugged her nose.  But, true to her word, she didn’t say a word until we were safely in the car and then she said, “I think I know _____’s problem.  I’ll bet her mom didn’t make her do her chores before she could play and now she doesn’t know how to do them.”

            Today our house was a bit like _____’s.  The project table was covered with . . . projects.  The family room smelled like a swamp because Calvin tried to improve the odor of the few remaining quail eggs with a musk scented air freshener.  Before I could play on the internet I had to do my chores.  I’ve had more trouble getting them done since having the internet than I did in my previous 35 years without it—even riding bikes and building forts didn’t hold the lure that the internet does.  The thought of having a dangerously unsanitary home deters my habit some.  Speaking of dangerous habits, Mount St. Helens erupted 26 years ago today and she’s still belching some.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

 You and me both!!  I have to tell myself things like; you have to clean up ten things before you can look at one more blog.  I'm so enjoying everyone's lives that I'm procrastinating doing my own!  Okay, ten more things now.  See you.....Susan  http://unclutteringapyle.typepad.com/

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May 17, 2006

 

             I look forward to Works-for-me-Wednesday as much as I do the grocery ads in the Tuesday newspaper!  Shannon has a list of several bloggers who offer their tips and suggestions if you’d like to read more.

            WFMW tip:  Instead of using tinfoil to cover a casserole, just turn a cookie sheet upside down on top of the pan while it bakes; or instead of using plastic wrap to keep a frosted cake from drying out, just put a cookie sheet on top of it.  Simple and it works for me! 

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

I love the cookie sheet idea!!  And you have bluebonnets on your blog!  We could be neighbors.

Praising Him,  Carol  http://she-lives.typepad.com

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24

May 16, 2006

 

            Every Monday night since January, Calvin, Ande and I hurry out the door at 8:55 and drive as fast as we can to our neighbor’s house to watch the TV show “24.” Our neighbors are “24” fans, but we hadn’t even seen it until this year when they invited us over for supper and to watch the season premier.  We’ve been going to their house every week since then, taking turns providing treats.

            I like to be in bed early on weekdays.  I don’t like scary shows.  I’m not enamored by superheroes.  I hate it when people are rude and roll their eyes.  I get mad when innocent people are hurt.  But somehow I like “24” and it comes on late, is always scary, Jack Bauer does superhuman feats, Chloe gives that look to anyone that crosses her, and Edgar died.  It doesn’t make any more sense that I have enjoyed the show than the fact that Jack’s phone battery never dies and is always within range.  I read these ten little known facts about Jack Bauer the other day:

 

  • Upon hearing that he was played by Kiefer Sutherland, Jack Bauer killed Sutherland. Jack Bauer gets played by no man.
  • There have been no terrorist attacks in the United States since Jack Bauer has appeared on television.
  • Jack Bauer once arm wrestled Superman. The stipulations were the loser had to wear his underwear on the outside of his pants.
  • When the boogie man goes to sleep, he checks his closet for Jack Bauer.
  • What color is Jack Bauer's blood? Trick question. Jack Bauer does not bleed.
  • Jack Bauer once called the Vice President "Mr. President", but realized his mistake and shot the President. Jack Bauer is never wrong.
  • Jack Bauer doesn't get busy signals. No one is too busy to talk to Jack Bauer.
  • Jack Bauer doesn't have a middle name because nothing gets between Jack Bauer.
  • Jack Bauer was never addicted to heroin. Heroin was addicted to Jack Bauer.
  • Jack doesn't believe in Murphy's Law, only Bauer's Law: "Whatever CAN go wrong, WILL be resolved in a period of 24 hours.

            I'll live just fine without Jack Bauer, but I'm sure going to miss the strawberry pie, brownies alamode, cheese/crackers/grapes, caramel popcorn, Italian sodas, chips, cookies, and shrimp dip.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

Mom,
            I loved your blog today.  I get so excited to come home and read them.  I LOOOOVVVVVEEEEE TTTHHHHEEEEMMMMM!  I laughed so hard about Jack Bauer.  What a classic.  You've got to forward those to Abe.
           I love you
Cali

 

            My husband is hooked on 24 too. We have Bible Study on Monday nights, so he faithfully tapes it. I hate shows with so much suspense but occasionally I will watch it with him and I enjoy it. It is just so intense!

            Thanks for coming to my blog and commenting! I love the gift ideas here and have printed a few out for my resource book. Thanks!

                                                     -Mary Ann  http://mrsmaryannshouse.blogspot.com/

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Hatch

May 15, 2006

 

            Right on schedule, the quail started hatching on Saturday.  (see Houseitosis, below).  Every few hours a new one cracks his way into the world.  It’s interesting to watch them peck their way out.  They peck in a straight line around the center of the egg until it is broken enough to squeeze through.  Then they stretch, wriggle and flop their way out of the shell and lay there like a drowned rat until they get their second wind.  Every time a chick starts pecking I wonder how God plants the instinct in them to know when it’s time to start pecking or how to peck in a straight line with their eyes closed.  It’s captivating.

            Calvin has mothered and mothered these little eggs and just about has their pen built.  One chick was struggling really hard to break through and wasn’t making much wing-way.  Calvin wanted to help him a little bit, but I said, “I heard somewhere that we can’t help him—not one bit—or it’ll kill him.”  Calvin, definitely the quail and nature expert in our marriage, doubted my unquotable source; so after watching the chick struggle a little longer he lifted a little flap or two of the egg shell to encourage him.  The baby quail died an hour later.  Ouch.  Now to the age old question of “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?”  I can add “Is it really true you can’t help a chick, even a little bit, out of his own shell?” or did he die because he was too weak to begin with?  ________________________________________________________________________

 

Heggedy Peg

May 13, 2006

 

            Heggedy Peg is a beautifully illustrated and well-written picture book by Don and Audrey Wood.  It’s one of our family favorites; we read it over and over and over when the kids were little.  In the story a wicked witch comes to a family’s home while the mother is away at the market.  Before the mother went shopping she asked each child what they would like her to buy and each gave his wish.  While the mother is away, the witch steals the children and takes them to her hut deep in the woods and turns them into food for her supper.  When the children’s mother comes home, a little bird informs her of the tragedy awaiting her children.  The mother goes deep into the forest and finds the witch who tells her she must guess which food is what child.  With the pressure on, the mother identifies each child by the item they requested for her to pick up at the market.  The child that asked for butter must be the bread, the child that asked for a knife must be the pie, the child that asked for honey must be the porridge, etc.  The mother correctly identifies each child and they return to their darling little selves and chase Heggedy Peg far away into a whirlpool where she is never heard from again. 

            We adopted a family tradition because of this book. Whenever I go “big” grocery shopping (once every few months), I “heggedy peg” and pick out a treat for each family member.  When I get home, I lay the treats out on the table and each family member must guess who I was thinking of when I bought the treat.   It’s a fun tradition for a fun book. 

            Yesterday the girls and I made our trek to do our big shopping.  The girls heggedy-pegged the family out of the bulk section while I rolled our cart up and down the aisles getting groceries. 

 

 Here's their selection: party mix is dad, jelly bellies is Ande, chocolate peanut clusters is mom, gummy rings is Cali.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

 

Dear Jane,
I loved your idea of heggedy peg!!  In fact, today is my grocery shopping
day, (I suspect at the same store even!), and I heggedy pegged everyone in
my family.  It was so fun to see if, first, I guessed what they liked, and
second, if they could guess what I thought about them!!  What a simple
thing to do to find out more about your family!!  I got five out of seven
right!  Susan

 

Jane,
One of my favorite books, I love Don and Audrey Wood.  I like to hoard children's books, can you ever have enough?  I'm usually not one to read lots of words to little kids (I skip some and make some up) but for that one I make an exception!  Great blog!
Love, Mel

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Lovely Lilac Lane

May 12, 2006

 

            Remember how Anne of Green Gables comes up with her own romantic names for the landscape?  Well, I might not be Anne with an “e”, but Jane does end with an “e” so Lovely Lilac Lane is what I’ll call our front yard today.  Some of you have your own lilacs to enjoy, but some of you don’t so here’s a virtual bouquet for you to enjoy.

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Houseitosis

May 11, 2006

 

            Sorry my post is a little late.  Our house smells today and there isn’t one humane thing I can do about it.  I must patiently wait it out three more days.  The scent isn’t strong enough to bring fingers to your nose, but it’s bad enough to hope company doesn’t drop by.  No, it’s not a dead mouse (that takes four days for the smell to subside J), it’s:

 

 

            Calvin’s quail eggs.  A few weeks ago he ordered several dozen (newsletter #90) and they’re due to start hatching tomorrow and none too soon!  We’ve been listening to them quietly rumble and roll in the incubator for nearly three weeks.  A few days ago Calvin rigged up a primitive candling mechanism in the garage to see which eggs were still alive.  He turned out all of the lights and turned the lamp on (below) and rested each little egg, one by one, on the blue paper where he'd cut a small hole in the center.  The light illuminated each egg and we watched the tiny birds swirling and moving inside of the sac.  We were all fascinated.

 

 

But today it doesn’t smell like his candling was 100% accurate, so we're 72 hours and counting.

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May 10, 2006

 

            Making these quick, easy and inexpensive little birthday gifts are fun!  You mail them just like this--no box or wrapping paper--and THAT WORKS FOR ME!  The postman/postmistress smile everytime I go to the post office with some of these to mail.

 

 

            Because these are mailed just like they are they make a bright surprise in a child's mailbox.  But, they're not just for little kids, my college-aged nieces and nephews liked them as much as the younger ones.  By using the picture above as a guide, you can easily make your own, or for complete instructions you can click here.  (Tip:  use hardy candy like runts, tootsie rolls, taffy, etc.)

            For more WFMW tips go to Shannon’s blog for a list of others who are participating.  I’ve loved reading everyone’s tips and have found lots of great ideas.  Thanks to all who share, either in blogs or comments.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

            Great Idea!  All our family lives out of state on my side and my husbands so this will be a great change!  Thanks for sharing
Theresa M. Locastro
theresalocastro.blogspot.com

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To Pay an Allowance or Not to Pay?

May 9, 2006

            Shannon asked her blog readers what their thoughts on children’s allowances are and since my response is longer than is appropriate for a “comment” I decided to address it in my blog today.

            I’m an older blogger than most of those whose posts I read on the internet, and my children are way past the “allowance or no allowance” phase.  But I have a definite opinion about it.

            Cali, our oldest daughter, recently graduated with a bachelor’s degree in biology.  She is currently earning her second bachelor’s degree—in nursing.  Abe, our son, is currently serving a mission for our church in the Philippines.  When he returns next year he will resume his studies and duties as a cadet at the United States Military Academy at West Point.  Ty, our son, is currently a cadet at the United States Air Force Academy.  Ande, our daughter, is still in high school.

            None of our kids received a sustainable allowance.  They have, however, all had their own lawn mowing business and other jobs.  Most of the kids started working “for hire” around eight years of age—neighbors hired them to weed, mow, or clean house at first.  Many times I accompanied them until they had learned to do the job well.  As each child matured and became more capable, they received more demanding job offers.  Childcare, business cleaning, building fence, weeding, secretarial work, and operating a couple of concession stands (besides their lawn mowing businesses) became their junior high and high school jobs. 

            We have also lived where the kids could raise a few calves and chickens to sell, as well.  Not everyone has the option to raise those kinds of animals, but others we knew bred registered dogs and sold them.  Fresh vegetables from a backyard garden were also another viable alternative.

            Our family chores have been just that—family responsibilities.  Everyone pulls their own weight.  It keeps our family cohesive and our children recognize that if everyone does their part, there is harmony.  It gives a sense of ownership and responsibility, rather than entitlement, when everyone does their part to make a family function—whether it is cleaning toilets, sweeping out the garage, or weeding the garden—everyone is expected to help to make our family better. 

            Our kids have bought their own school clothes and paid for most of their extra expenses since they were about twelve years old (it varied slightly according to each child’s abilities and opportunities, but not much).  In addition, they have put money in their savings accounts.  They have lived frugally (they tend to do that when it’s their money!), but they have never felt “in want.”  If they wanted something bad enough, they figured a way out to earn it.  This has taught them to believe in themselves and to reach goals.  Another benefit has been their quest to get good grades and higher education, none of them want to be professional weed-pickers!

            Our kids have also had the opportunity to travel and see many different places of the world.  Their experiences have been varied, rich and full, but it has come because of their ability to see an opportunity and then know how to work to get it. 

            We have seen the satisfaction on their faces as they have deposited hard-earned money in the bank, bought their own school clothes, paid for their educations, purchased gifts for others, and managed their money.  And, every summer for the past ten years we’ve heard the exclamation as we’ve driven by their clients’ yards: “Look how good that yard looks!  Whoever mows their lawn does a great job!”  Calvin and I wouldn’t have robbed our children of the self-worth, responsibility, dependability, and hard-workers they’ve become by earning their own money for the world.

             I’m really hoping some of my sisters add their thoughts to this post later in the day.  You’ve come to love their input through the NJP weekly newsletter and I hope they weigh in on this one.  My sister, Rachel, still has all six of her children at home.  She homeschools and each of her children also have a job.  She’s incredible.  Another sister, Chris, has her children still at home, too.  I’ve never seen a family who works as hard as they do (and I don’t think I know any kids as wealthy as hers either!).  Chris is great at giving her kids opportunities to work.  My other sisters have also raised wonderful families; their kids have left home, but each one had the same philosophy on allowances as I do. 

            Interesting reading on this subject is “Punished by Rewards” by Alfie Kohn.

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Comments jp@neighborjanepayne.com

            I so wholeheartedly agree on the concept of an allowance...

            Family chores are just that, family chores.  Working together as a family is reward in and of itself.  However, having a self-owned business....we do pay for anything Bert (a veterinarian) would otherwise have to hire out, above and beyond family chores.  We've decided that cleaning two stalls is a family chore.  More than that is a business expense....and we would rather hire the kids as our first choice.  Does that make sense?             

            Mowing the lawn, cleaning house, painting, upkeep...those are all family duties.  Just like you said, when they are desperate enough they find a way to earn money.  Another thing I've found helpful is to have them work off different lessons that they want.  For instance, they all wanted piano (some have definitely rethought that but I won't let them back out).  Their teacher offered piano lessons for yard work.  Cache is working off his violin lessons.  They also have worked out a deal for the lady who teaches them Latin.  I tell you...older ladies (preferably widows) are a GOLD MINE!  They love to trade work for lessons....and if the kids really, really want it then it's a breeze to get lessons for the parents.  If only I could figure out what the dance lady needs done....windows??          

            Anyway, if our kids really get desperate and need money but there are no more older women who need work or babies who need tended (or if the kids are too young to do either) they have those funny little lemonade stands I’ve written to you about.  This next time they are taking all of my old books and having a book and lemonade stand.  Too funny.

            Rachel

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            Just discovered your blog through Shannon's WFMW and I'm loving it! I have a question re: this entry. I'm a mom of 3 - 8 year old girl, 5 year old boy & a 2 year old boy. My daughter has expressed an interest in getting an allowance, but I'm not really for it. I love the idea expressed by her about “family chores” and then working for the money you want.

            My question is this: how do you know what is a “family chore” for which no money will be paid - it's just the cost of being part of the family - and how do you know what's payable work? I'd love to start teaching both of my older kids about working for money you want, but I'm just not sure what jobs to give them. And how do you know how much to pay them?

            These probably seem like basic “duh” questions, but I don't have a frame of reference, so please help a clueless mommy!

Christy

http://www.motherhood-unscripted.com

 

Christy—

            I’ve discovered there are few “duh” questions when it comes to raising a family because even no-brainers can seem complicated when it’s our kids that are involved!           “Family chores” are considered any task that it takes to keep a family functioning smoothly—doing laundry, cleaning cars, cleaning house, hauling trash, fixing meals, mowing lawns, making home repairs, raising a garden, etc. 

            In the case of my sisters, both of their husbands are self-employed, so they hire their kids to do things that their husbands would have to hire another person to do if their kids couldn’t do it—business expenses like cleaning stalls and other farm/veterinary chores.

            As you know, your children are still too young to “hire out” by themselves, but though it takes a lot of time and energy on your part (and even may cost you money in some cases), you can “hire out” with them for the jobs they can’t do alone.  They can earn money by walking neighbor’s dogs, sweeping neighborhood sidewalks, watering neighbor’s flowers, recycling cans, selling worms to the local bait and tackle shop . . . you get the idea! 

            How much money children need is up to the family infrastructure.  Most of our activities are done as a family and therefore qualify as a family expense (one of the things it takes to keep a family functioning smoothly!), so they didn’t need a lot of entertainment money.  Our money goal for our children was to teach them to be generous, responsible and hard-working while handling their money.  Therefore, regardless of how much or how little they made they first donated 10% to charity, saved around 40-50% and then spent the rest for their own expenses and wants.

            Hope this helps!

                                                Jane 

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I hope I look like this in another 40 years. 

I Learned it in the Garden

May 8, 2006

            LaGrande Richards said, “A seed is a dime’s profit to one, and a miracle to another.”  I never plant our garden without thinking that and today is the day we start to plant ours.  I marvel that such a tiny thing as a seed has the power to produce like it does.  In our rush-rush world, gardening tends to put time in perspective.  In a day of instant access through pagers, cell phones, computers, and jets, gardening reminds us there are simply some things that can’t be hurried or demanded—like a seed.

            This Monday's I Learned it in the Garden tip is:  Consider using fruits or vegetables as borders or groundcover in your flower beds. 

  • Strawberries make a beautiful and inexpensive ground cover—they’re prolific, green and give you sweet little surprises in return. 
  • Parsley is a pretty border—it’s lush and hardy.  It’s also fun to garnish a potluck dish with a fresh sprig and easy to dry for winter use.

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Summer Weddings

May 6, 2006

 

            Today the summer wedding season begins for me.  I teach teenagers throughout the school year and each summer I receive ten to thirty wedding invitations from former students, friends and family.  I love going to each one to support them as they begin their new family.

            In past years, I’ve given this, or this, or this.  (You can see I work with a limited budget for that many weddings.)  Any new ideas I could use?  Your suggestions would be so appreciated!

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I Wish I Was . . .

May 5, 2005

 

            Today I wish I was a water bottle.  If I was a water bottle, I could spend the day with these two. 

            Cali, our daughter, has gone to spend the week-end with Ty, our son.  Both are college students—Cali is in nursing school and Ty is a cadet at a military academy.  They took advantage of the week-end to get together and have great plans of hiking and running (both plan to run a marathon some day).  Therefore, if I wanted to spend the day with them I would have to be a water bottle.

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Comments:

 

I LOVE your blog.

Rachel

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National Day of Prayer

May 4, 2006

 

Here’s a snippet from this week’s NJP newsletter:

            I confess, sometimes our children consider me an over-pray-er.  But with all my own prayer-saying, it is one of Cali’s prayers that I remember best.  She was only three and I had asked her to go to the deep, dark, damp basement to get some oranges.  Pretty soon I heard her talking in the other room: 

            Heavenly Father . . . I’m not sayin’ my prayers, I’m just askin’ you somethin’ . . . could you help me go downstairs and get some oranges for my mom?  Thank you for helping me.”

            She carried two loads of oranges up the steps before she said, “Heavenly Father’s tired.”  But not before she had learned she could count on Him, and isn’t that one of the things mothers pray for anyway?

            I’m not on a pulpit or soap box today; it’s National Day of Prayer!

            George Washington and the first Continental Congress called for a National Day of Prayer in 1775.  And then, in 1863 when the nation was engulfed in the Civil War, the Senate requested a day for “National prayer and humiliation” and Abraham Lincoln urged Americans to find their knees, reminding them that this nation had prospered not because of their efforts, but because God had favored those efforts. 

            A National Day of Prayer was created by an act of Congress intending “for people of all faiths to pray to the God of their understanding.” President Truman established a day of observance in 1952, and then President Reagan designated the first Thursday in May as the official day in 1988.

            I’m grateful to live in America where we can safely offer thousands more prayers and so can our fellow Jewish, Muslim, Buddhist and Christian neighbors. 

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May 3, 2006

             Like many of you, I buy in bulk whenever possible.  Freezing and then thawing large clumps of meat seldom saves time or money, so it “works-for-me” to individually quick-freeze the meat and then store it in large freezer bags.  When it’s time to thaw or cook the meat, I can easily pull out the exact number of pork chops/steaks/hamburger balls/chicken breasts/sausage/or bacon needed.  This is also a great way to freeze homemade meatballs for a quick and easy meal.

            To individually quick-freeze the meat, I lay plastic grocery sacks (or waxed paper) on a cookie sheet and lay the meat on them—making sure the pieces don’t touch.  Using more sacks between layers, I stack the meat three or four levels high and then put the cookie sheet in the freezer until the meat is frozen solid.  After the meat is frozen, I transfer it to a freezer bag and label the contents.  This is an economical method of repackaging because the grocery bags are free and the meat uses fewer costly freezer bags this way.  Cheap works for me!

 

                      1 pound hamburger balls                  strip steaks we bought for $1.99 per pound!

                                                                                                  

            For more “Works-for-me-Wednesday” tips go to Rocks in my Dryer and see the list of bloggers playing along.

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Labels

May 2, 2006

 

            July 17, 1972.  I'd just turned 10 years old and was wearing my new birthday present--a scoop-necked, orange, cotton-poly shirt with a little orange bow in the front.  A few of my brothers and sisters and I were eating lunch at the table and I was singing, “If it says Libby’s, Libby’s, Libby’s on the label, label, label.  You will like it, like it, like it, on the table, table, table—if it says Libby’s, Libby’s, Libby’s on the label, label, label.”  I sang the jingle over and over and over. 

            I just finished reading The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell, and I have found my label!  I am a MAVEN.  Dress me how you wish, I will still be a maven.  Some have thought my fascination with grocery pricings and my attempt to always pay in correct change a little bazaar.  I began to wonder myself.  But then, I read about mavens and found they do those kinds of things and there’s nothing wrong with them.

            I realize labels aren’t always a good thing, but I found these “labels” that we saw at the Native American memorial at the Battle of Little Big Horn interesting.   Here are a few of the names of the fallen

 

Guts

Good Face

Plenty Lice

Stab

Pretty Shield

Hair Lip

Curly Hair

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I hope I look like this in another 40 years. 

 

I Learned it in the Garden

May 1, 2006

            Calvin and I planted a garden the first year we were married and have had one every summer, except one, for the last twenty four years.  God must have known that He could do more than just feed Adam and Eve with a garden.  Though food is an obvious benefit of gardening, I’ve found its virtues don’t stop there.   Gardening is therapeutic.  Whether it comes from working in the sun or watching a miracle—watching a seed slowly transform into a plant—gardening not only saves on a grocery bill, but is curative to the body and soul.          

            I’ve not always been an avid gardener.  I hated to garden growing up.  The poor, bleached soil must have been the place to which God dispatched Adam and Eve because we usually only foraged enough lettuce for one salad, a few beet greens and radishes, or Swiss chard before the weeds took over.  But, I have found our family garden since we’ve married a different story.  Maybe it’s because I don’t have to plant Swiss chard, maybe it’s because of the memories of our family working together in it, maybe it’s because it’s a shared interest with Calvin, or maybe it’s because there is always plenty to share.  Whatever the reason, I have found our garden has paid its worth many times over in produce, therapy and character lessons for our family.  I have had great visits with the kids among the beans and played more games among the peas than I have on the kitchen table.  Investing in piano lessons and basketball camps has not paid in character development like our children weeding rows of corn on their hands and knees have.  Gardening teaches staying power.  It is also a visiting refuge for me and Calvin, as the kids never seem to follow us when we walk towards it.

            Each Monday, through the summer, my Monday blog topic will be about lawns and gardens.  I’m just a run-of-the-mill gardener and yard keeper, so this won’t be an expert blog, it will just be your neighbor’s thoughts and ideas.

            I learned it in the garden:  Don’t underestimate the power of a yard and garden in creating family memories.  Backyards and gardens grow memories as well as fruit, vegetables, grass and flowers.  Well-manicured lawns and flower beds maintained by landscaping companies are gorgeous, but I’ll take a backyard tire swing with a worn path underneath it and watching Calvin and Cali spread fertilizer in their own unique way any day over the crisp hedges and edges. 

Cali and Calvin spreading fertilizer last Saturday

 


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