Egg-citing fun!

The problem persists when you have a big family like it do that Breakfast is on the go. Pop-tarts, cereal bars, all those things that are so unhealthy, but yet you have to have because sitting down is not an option. Well, I didn't invent the egg sandwich, but I am sure going to make sure my family eats a healthy one for breakfast.
Here is a quick and easy way to have breakfast on the go, without all the hassles of earlier wake-up.

First, you turn your oven on at 350 degrees. Get it started warming.

Then get out your old faithful muffin pan. You want to make sure to spray your pan with Pam or some other non-stick spray so that your eggs won't stick to the pan. Take out a  dozen eggs. Break one egg into each muffin bowl. Add salt and pepper to taste. It should look something like this....

After you add the salt and pepper, place into the oven. Bake for 15 minutes.
This is what they should look like afterwards...

Now, I had to take my eggs out so that I could add my sausage. I didn't cut, but tried to measure out the same amount. It took a regular sausage roll to fill the pan like this.

I didn't change the temp on the oven and basically cooked the sausage the same way as the eggs. In the oven at a temp of 350 degrees for about fifteen minutes. When the sausage is good and brown, you know you are finished.






Now, it is time for your sausage to be done and I just went ahead and placed mine on top of my eggs like so....

Now, if you like cheese, it is a great time to add the cheese so that it melts on top of the sausage. This is easy to do. Take your favorite sliced cheese and bend it in half once, then again so that you have four equal sized squares. Add it to your proteins....like so...

OK, so now we have everything but the bread. You can buy canned biscuits or english muffins or make yours from scratch like I do. With dough....

Bake your biscuits at 450 degree oven for about fifteen minutes until they are very golden brown and light and fluffy!

Now it is just assembly!

So, now that you have them all assembled, all you have to do is put them in the freezer to cool for about an hour. This allows any of the moisture to get out of them so that they won't be packaged soggy.

After about an hour of cooling, place in your plastic wrap. You can have them all week without the rush of the day to keep you out of it.

Sewing fun

So, I have started my trek to becoming a homesteader. I have always had this wish, and I know now that I have a deadline and I am going to make it happen. Things that go along with this stuff is to learn to sew, crochet, bake cakes and jams and all kinds of cooking preserving items. It is going to be a fun adventure.

Most of you know that I have been making great little rice packs to put into your fridge or microwave when you have those random bumps and bruises. So, I ventured out a little further today and actually made my own kerchiefs. I LOVE wearing them. They fix those bad hair days and everything. I made two, without a pattern. They are pretty nice if you ask me. One has peace signs (which I plan on wearing to work tomorrow) and the other has a raindrop scene on it. Very pretty green colored.

I joined some homesteading sites today. I even decided on what house I want to have built. Rob is still fighting me on the tech stuff. I really want to do this the right way. I want a home that has very little machine used items. I know we will have to have a fridge of some sort, hot water, and his computer room. But what else do we really have to use frigging electricity for? Can't we read by candle? Use lanterns? We can all play games instead of having to worry about watching a TV. Or READ. Reading would be good. I know I would need it for the sewing machine. I want to be able to make clothes and stuff. I am well on the way to beginning that.

I even looked up ideas for making up-cycled items. Yep, that is Up-cycled. Instead of throwing out those old clothes I can make things out of them. Like blankets, head bands, dresses, etc. I have even found a site for purses.

So, when I went into work today to talk to my managers a couple of co-workers laughed at the way I was dressed. Now, used to, it might have bothered me that they thought my use of a jean skirt and pantaloons was a joke, but I realized that I don't care what they think. They mean nothing to me on the great scheme of life. They are just passerby. I will see them today, and however long we are employed together, but after that, they won't even be a memory in my blip of thoughts. I realize that so much has changed about me. I like that. I like who I have become and who I continue to become.

Things I will miss when we are a self-sustaining homestead? Oh, I don't know if there is a lot I will miss. I know I will miss sushi. Probably not easy to have sushi on the homestead. I will miss the five minute drive to the store. I don't want to have a homestead in the city.

Things I won't miss: Missing out on so many moments with my children. Having a huge stomach because I eat too much take-out. Hearing the birds during the day and the sound of insects at night. Being able to know that when all is said and done, my kids will know a life that matters, not one filled with the monetary "What I can gets."

Well, I will close now. When I come across my next new adventure I will post. Until then, keep warm!

Dream 7/14/2011

I had a very weird dream last night, and I hope that this one is not the kind that comes true. It started out with my ex, we were applying for a job with another guy. We were being fingerprinted. Rob was upset because I was applying for the job that my ex was applying for. I tried to explain that I wasn't working with him, we were just applying for the same job.

Then the next thing I know I am standing on this street, and I look to my left and there is a train coming at me, but it is crashing. It goes past me on both sides, but it is crashing on the street and no longer on the rails.

The train company wants to "make it up to" us survivors of the crash. It seems like they were taking me, because of my ex being an employee, and he was on the train that crashed, and I was his beneficiery. I was on this train with others and I was worried that I was on the train, afraid it would crash and I couldn't see out the front of the train. The engineer told me not to worry because he would make sure nothing happened to me.

From there, I go into this building, with all the other survivors and we have these cots to live on. There was a bunch of children and they were scared and crying, and I was trying to comfort them. A couple had wet their bed, so I was trying to comfort them. I was also very tired, so I was looking for a cot for me, and I couldn't find one. I finally started using pillows instead trying to make a place for me to sleep. My children were not there. Rob was not there. But I didn't seem worried. I seemed very much in control, though I was scared and didn't know what was going to happen next.

Going Overboard

I love my family very much. They are something that is really important to me, and I do everything I can to be there for them. This month is very hard. I don't have my girls right there to say hi to, and their dad doesn't seem to try to get them to call me, so I feel very "left out" of their lives at the moment. I do have my son around more, but he is so distant sometimes I don't feel I know how to communicate with him. We have completely different ideals- his being from being rased by his conservative dad. It hurts to know that he will never truly understand what I stand for, but I still love him as much if not more than the day he was born.

I posted something on my facebook about Kim Kardashian and her $20 Million dollar wedding and someone said, "What? People can't spend their money on themselves." Oh, I started to rant to my family about it. It isn't that I don't think people should spend their money on themselves, it is just why go so excessive?

My heart hurts, I mean really hurts for the way life is now. My sister says I am going way overboard on things, but I just can't help it. Every day I see people hurting themselves, their environment (which coincidentally is my enviroment too) and the other people around them and I see that no one cares. Oh, they pretend to care. The trial with Casey Anthony and everyone throughs a fit, "Oh, poor Caylee." Maybe they should look at it from the standpoint that the little girl doesn't have to suffer anymore. She doesn't have to grow up with parents who didn't want her, or grow up in a world where people just look out for themselves and don't care about anything. Very few people out there actually can say, "I care for others." Hospitals, Nursing homes, police houses, fire-fighters, are full of people that say, "I care." but when it comes to the nitty gritty, do they really? Ok, maybe fire-fighters. They risk their lives to go into burning buildings to help save people, but the rest of the world?

I have this pain in me, and it grows more and more each day. I know the Lord and Lady want me to be a person of love and happiness and grow to love my fellow people, but the more I see how they react, act, treat Gaia and everything else, it sickens me. Maybe that is the true test of my faith. To see if I can still follow into my path and see all the negativity that is given to this world.

Too much money is being put to waste though. I know I have no rights to tell anyone where to spend the money they work hard for, but it seems so stupid to waste it on things that are pure non-sense. When did a wedding, a marriage, become about money? Yes, I hear some of you saying, "Oh, it was about dowries long ago...." But it isn't now. Marriages should be based on love and mutual admiration and the fact that these two people want to grow together and journey in this lifetime together. They may be together next lifetime, perhaps not, but this one is the one they choose together. Shouldn't it be about the two souls joining and making a commitment together? Not what dress you are wearing or where your cake came from. What fantastic place you are having it at. It seems so wasteful and selfish. To me, it looks like you would rather put your importance on your money than on each other.

Le sigh. Perhaps I care too much. I know I should walk the path to let others walk their own, but sometimes I want to scream at the people around me. "LOOK at what you are doing! Who are you hurting!? What are you hurting!?" Then I realize I feel so invisable, and I know all is lost.

Rob says, "One person can't change it all." Is that so true though? Can you not change someones thoughts or views? How did I change? I remember being a part of a world with my ex that I thought I had to have the best of everything. I had to have a big beautiful house. I had to have the best daycare for the kids. I wanted a nice car. Now, I want the weather to cool so we can walk more places. At potential places, I look for places I could go to get to instead. I want to live on a farm so I can grow my own fruits, veggies, etc and have my own way. Sometimes I am afraid I am just trying to run away from society so I don't have to hurt at the way it is going.

You know, I see people and I wish they could see themselves like I do. Then maybe they would think better. We shouldn't be afraid to be who we are. Clothing comes from stores and just because we want people to think better of us, we think we have to shop in the mall for overpriced items that will tear up twice as fast. We think that if we go to Wal-Mart people will look down on us. Why should they?! What does the clothing on our backs have to do with the person on the inside?

I may not wear the best items, or have the most expensive jewelry, but you know what? I am a DAMN good person. I do care about others. I feel......ahhh, but there it is...I feel. Do you feel?!

I will get off my soap-box as they say. I just had to write this down before I burst. I feel too much. Sometimes, if I don't say how I feel, it gets all bottled up and I break down. I think I let it all inside too long.

Past Lives

Something I have always had a turning to was getting to know my past lives. It feels like there is a need to find out, and I have to know what is going on. Not sure why really. After all, past is the past correct?

Well, I started working with dream work. I have been asking the Lord and Lady nightly to let me dream of insights to my past lives. One day, I dreamt, and something said, there is a glimpse into your past life when I woke up. The dream: I don't remember much other than I was in a castle. I was married to a friend of mine in my life now. His name is Adam.

A few nights later, I was sitting on the edge of a castle, looking out over mountains, and I was really upset about something. I was confiding in my two friends, Raven and Raven. I dont know what I was upset about, I just remember I was very upset.

When talking to one of those friends, she stated that Odin had two ravens. Perhaps I should look into that. When I did I came across the name Adam of Breman. I don't know if it all is related, but I can't wait to find out. I know that in one of my past lives I was a smith, and I actually burned in my shop. Other than that, I don't know of any.

I am certainly looking forward to learning more about them though!

The New Beginning

Hello, Readers. I know that this is my first Blog, and you all don't know much about me, so I am going to start today with an introduction of who I am.

My name is Bri. I live in a very busy, wonderful family. I am the Moma that holds the gang together. Early last year I decided to look into my life a little and make some changes. I have grown happy this last year in the knowledge of who I am, and where I plan to go.

I live with my wonderful soul-mate and my three children. I have two daughters and one son. Then my gram, who I call my Moma.  With us is also my sister. We are like I said, a very busy family. My time is spent driving them around, studying my craft, and trying to keep myself sane. But I enjoy it and love them very much.

So, in learning my craft, I have gone to learn a lot of holistic approaches to healing. I have been working hard to collecting recipes and things for all that ails you. One day I would LOVE to have a holistic shop that sold brews and what-nots to help cure those that want a non-doctor way of life. Who knows, I may just do it.

Until then, I will just supply things to those that ask for them. I am working on teas to help cure stomach aches. The current plague on our family. My sister is having some kind of digestive problems. I personally have problems of the womanly kind that I am working on. Though, if I ever find that cure for ADHD I will be so glad to give it to my daughter. Man, she drives me nuts sometimes. LOL

Well, today's recipe I am going to share is for a sore throat. We have that currently passing through from family member to family member. I think that would be fitting as my first post. I look forward to having readers join in and add their recipes and what not when they have the chance. I am looking to find friends, aquaintances and fellow green witches to talk to do to my little life on the web. I know that we will be doing the planet a great justice to try to find ways to cure the world's ailments. Just think, if there were an apocalype, the people with the herbal knowledge would be the ones to help cure you! LOL

Sore throat tea:

1 tsp. black tea
1 tsp. mullein flower
1 tsp. raspberry leaf

With teas, Boil fresh cold water in a tea kettle; warm china/ceramic tea pot with hot water, pour out, add loose tea or in a teaball in china/ceramic pot; add boiling water over the leaves. Leave to steep 3-5 minutes; pour tea through strainer into tea cup or strain into fresh, warmed tea pot and serve with milk, sweetner, lemon to taste. Cover tea pot with cozy to keep tea warm. Drink only 2-4 cups per day as tea in general acts as a diuretic and some herbs are not healthy in large doses.