Jeannine

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I have been married to Ryan for 7 years and I love being married to my wonderful husband. I am a religious Christian and I love God. I live in the United States and have lived in China. I love being free and those who sacrifice(d) for my freedoms (not just servicemen and women, but all who work to preserve and teach freedom.) My hobbies include photography, music, ceramics, time with Ryan, and trying new things. I believe in the family and marriage. I love spending time with my family.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Why my son needs his father


My son needs a father.  He needs a mother, too, but he needs his father.  

He was born of a woman and a man.  He almost had just the woman, left to raise him without being able to fully provide the other half of his learning and development through the years.  He would have been able to study, learn, achieve.  To date, marry, raise a family.  To work, make friends, love his family, go to school etc...  But something would have been missing.

My son needs a dad to teach him the things that I cannot.  Or, rather, to be a second witness of the truths of life.  To teach him the same things that I will teach him but from a different role, character, a different ...angle of life (for lack of better words.  The English language doesn't give me a word that I can use to say that the way a father nurtures, loves, teaches, perceives, thinks, etc... is different from the way a mother does.  But it is.)

My son needs his father to teach him who he is and how to become himself, his potential.  To teach him what it truly means to be a man.  To teach him that when he honors womanhood and manhood, honors God, lives according to that honor, and one day marries, that when he marries, he can become complete.  But he has to treat his other half with the respect, dignity, love, tenderness, & honor.  These he needs in order to become this.  

He has claim to that for the years of his life.  A man and woman, together, who love each other and who are married give so much to a child.  Although I did not bear my son, he has the same inheritance which he has had a right to from the beginning because he is son to a man and woman who are married and love each other and love him.  We both bring our different, essential gifts to the table so to speak.  He needs us both.  We are forever grateful that we have him.  We are honored that he has us to call mother and father.

Sourdough Pretzels and Guest Post

My sister in law sent me these recipes for my sourdough.  They are actually from the book "Beyond Basics with Natural Yeast" By Melissa Richardson
I can't wait to try her soft pretzel rolls recipe.  and I really hope it works!

Simple Sourdough Bread Recipe

First, here's a fun recipe that is great when you have a lot of starter that you don't know what to do with...
You take 1/4 cup of flour and 1/4 tsp salt and mix them together and put them down on the table.  Then plop down a half of a cup to a cup of starter and roll it around in the flour and salt until it's handle-able.  Then bake it for 20 minutes, and voila, you have some super sourdough bread!  I just made some today and really enjoyed it.  I just baked it in my little toaster oven, too.  


Natural Yeast Soft Pretzel Rolls:

1/4 cup starter
1 1/4 cups warm water
2 Tbsp soft butter or coconut oil
1 tsp sea salt
1/4 cup powdered milk (optional)
2 cups whole weat flour
2 cups white flour
Mix all ingredients, adding flour a little at a time.  If you're using a kitchenaid, when the dough cleans the sides of the bowl, continue mixing for 10 minutes.  Remove to a greased bowl, cover with a wet towell or greased saran wrap and let rise over night or for at least for 8 hours.
After the first rise, very lightly grease a spot on a clean work surface and rub it in so it is evenly greased (not too much).  Dump out your dough onto the greased area and deflate it and cut into desired number of pieces (8 large, 16 medium, or 32 small).  Pat each piece into a log shape and roll out into a rope (18 inch for large, 14 inch for medium, or 12 inch for small).  Let the ropes relax for about five minutes, then shape them into a tight pretzel and tuck the ends into the center, forming a round roll.  Let them rise for at least 30 minutes on a lightly greased cookie sheet.
Prepare the Water Bath!
large skillet or shallow pot
1-2 quarts of water
1 Tbsp salt
4 Tbsp baking soda
Add enough water to the skillet to reach a depth of at least 1 1/2 inches.  Add the salt and soda and stir to dissolve.  Bring to a boil.  Working gently, place the rolls 2 or 3 at a time into the boiling water.  Boil for 30 seconds on each side and return them to the baking sheet.  Use a slotted spoon or spatula to gently turn over and romove from water.  Sprinkle each roll generously with coarse sea salt or kosher salt.  Bake 20-25 minutes at 375 degrees, until the crust is medium to dark golden brown.


Thursday, April 2, 2015

new recipe

tried it and loved it!
  http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/spiced-lentils-poached-eggs

Thursday, February 12, 2015

BECOME 2015

Yeah, I know I haven't been on here in a while.  Sometimes I think, "Oh, I want to blog about that."  But I can't do it because I am not near a computer or I'm not in a position to be able to write.  Sometimes I think, "I'm at the computer.  I should write something.  ... I have no idea what to write.  Guess I'll do something else."
So, you don't get a post.  Well, that is changing "write" now.  I don't feel like I have anything to say and yet so much has happened.  This might just come out as a jumbled rambling of nonsense.  If so, I'm sorry.  Sort of.  Because you have to realize that if it comes out that way then it probably means that I have yet to sort through the happenings in my life as of late and it is a step forward into getting to a cohesive blog post.  I don't even know when I last wrote!  Christmas?  Thanksgiving?  I have much to be grateful for.  Christ has been a great support to me.  I did awesome things in November and December but I don't want to talk about that, really.  It's too far away.  So, on to 2015!

Goal setting?  Yes.  I set a 4 week goal.  It kind of fell apart at 2 weeks, but I did notice an improvement in myself after they didn't really work.  that was cool.  I noticed weakness and strength.  That was cool.  Really I set 2 goals in 2 different domains each so a total of 4 goals.  That is a lot of goals to have.  But I decided I didn't have to be perfect in them.  I just had to work on improving myself.  After all, life isn't about being perfect.  It is about working toward perfection, working toward Christ, working.  Becoming better.
I love that word; becoming.  I feel like to become means I am getting better, I am improving, building up, growing in capability, strength, morality, understanding, goodness, all things good.  I feel like the word "becoming" is a forward and upward motion that happens when one works, or lets something good work in them.  Like the Holy Ghost, or the Spirit of the Lord.
Becoming is something that builds.  It is not something that falls apart.  Not truly.  To become has so much potential, I can't even explain it.  I can't even say all the things that it is and represents to me, but I can say this.  It doesn't go backward.  It doesn't go from being something to falling apart and disintegrating.  It doesn't go from organization to chaos.  Rather than going from beauty to something you would look at with disgust, it increases in beauty.  To become is not something hollow, but rather something full and full of meaning.

So, if you didn't do a great job with your goals, if you didn't accomplish them, if you didn't even set goals this year, don't let it stress you out, but don't give up, either.  Become.  You don't have to be perfect.  Just work on becoming.  Better.  Kinder.  Gooder.
(Yes, "gooder."  To me, in this context, it doesn't mean the same thing as better.)


Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Life Is Good. God Is Great. My Husband Loves Me.

Life is Good. God is Great. My husband loves me. So why can I complain? I can't.  I just wanted to write this.  I'm thinking of changing my blog title to these three sentences.  We'll see.
Life is good because ... it just is.  I can't say why.  If I were to say why then I would be here all day writing a 10 page paper on why life is good.  It just is.
God is Great.  In many ways.  He is all powerful, all knowing, perfect, perfectly loves each and all of his children.  He gave His only begotten son to live in this mortal mess so that we, his children, could take hold on the atonement and exercise our faith to become better beings, more like He Is, and do good work.  He is so loving and always there for our support, even in our hardest times when we want to be alone or when we feel like we are alone.  He is there.  Just hold on.

(tangent:  You know, I have friends who think they need all the answers right when they want them.  They think they have to hurry up and choose an answer that fits their schema, when really, they need to be patiently waiting on the Lord, studying his word, asking him, thinking it out, bringing their answers before him, listening with their hearts TO HIM.  Truly listening to him can be hard sometimes.  But it is always worth the sacrifice.  Following him can be hard sometimes, but it is always a better outcome.  Following God and Christ gives us peace and true, lasting happiness in our souls.  And it is strong.  So, if you don't know the answers, or you are confused, just know; that happens sometimes.  We have to figure things out, but we don't have to make hasty decisions.  Rather than following the world, follow God.  Rather than putting your trust in man, trust in God.  Rather than hide your faults and hurts from him, tell them to him and ask him how to get rid of them.  You have to listen to God, and it is not always what we want to hear, but it is important and right and true.  God is constant.  He doesn't lie.  He is perfect.  He loves us, and he loves us perfectly.)

One thing I have learned is this:  Everything God has given us is because he loves us.  Everything God has taken away from us or withheld from us is because he loves us.
Sometimes it is hard, but I kinda know why we have to go through hard things, so I guess I can't really say "I don't know why."

Ryan loves me.  Yes.  I have a good husband.  7 and a half years of marriage has been wonderful.  It has not been perfect.  If you have a perfect marriage, then look closer at it and improve something.  It takes perfect people to have a perfect marriage and all us people are imperfect beings capable of wonderful things.  You know, he is in The Mormon Tabernacle Choir.  It is so wonderful.  It is a beautiful choir.  Mack Wilberg is the director.  He is a genius at it.  I don't know how.  Anyway, it has been a great blessing to us.  Also, Ryan helps me a lot.  He helps around the house.  He is patient when it is hard for me to leave whatever party we are at and go home.  He makes breakfast in the morning and even when I don't come in for it because I'm busy getting ready, he still makes me some.  What an angel of a man.  He listens, he works hard, he teaches good, he serves.  He loves me.  He wants to be a father.  He is faithful to me.  He is faithful to God.  He is just wonderful.  I love that man.  I love you, Ryan Paul Withers!  If you read this blog entry leave a comment and I will know.  (*Is there a devil emoticon face I can insert here?) 

SO.  God is Great.  Ryan Loves Me.  Life is Good.