"It's Up to You to Make Your Life the Best It Can Be"
This life is the only one you're given.
Look for opportunities to grow,
and never be discouraged
in your efforts to do so.
Replace your weaknesses with positives;
take life's broken pieces
and re-create your dreams.
Never measure the future by the past;
let yesterday become a memeory
and tomrorrow a promise.
Begin each day by focusing on all that is good,
and you'll be in a position
to handle whatever comes along.
Take responsibility for your actions;
never make excuses
for not being the best you can be.
If you should slip,
be comforted by the thought
that we all do at times.
Determine your tomorrow
by the choices you make today,
and you'll find yourself living
in joy and triumph.
~Linda E. Knight
"Who can find a virtuous woman? For her worth is far above rubies." ~Proverbs 31:10
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
How to Sooth a Burnt Tongue
Who has not experienced the numb feeling after either tasting something hot?! Here's a nice tip from wikiHow...
How to Sooth a Burnt Tongue
Ouch! A burn on the tongue can be very painful. Here are some tips to ease the pain. This article assumes the burn is caused by high temperatures, not the "heat" created by capsaicin. For that, see How to Cool Burns from Chili Peppers.
1) Apply something cool immediately. Make sure that contact with the cool item is maintained for at least a full minute. This will help the heat dissipate more quickly so it doesn't do as much damage on your tongue cells. Here are some ideas: ice cubes or crushed ice, a popsicle, frozen fruit, ice cream.
2) Numb the pain. A burnt tongue can be quite uncomfortable. If you have any anesthetic ointment, rub it on the surface of your tongue. Look for products containing benzocaine, which is a topical anesthetic, and are often sold to treat mouth ulcers: Anbesol, Kank+a, Orabase B, Orajel. Anesthetic mouthwash may help as well.
3) Suck on cough drops. Look for cough drops that contain benzocaine and/or menthol. Menthol, like benzocaine, acts as a local anesthetic.
4) Until healing occurs, stay away from acidic foods like tomatoes, citrus fruits and juices, items with vinegar, etc., as well as salty items like potato chips, since these items will irritate the area.
How to Sooth a Burnt Tongue
Ouch! A burn on the tongue can be very painful. Here are some tips to ease the pain. This article assumes the burn is caused by high temperatures, not the "heat" created by capsaicin. For that, see How to Cool Burns from Chili Peppers.
1) Apply something cool immediately. Make sure that contact with the cool item is maintained for at least a full minute. This will help the heat dissipate more quickly so it doesn't do as much damage on your tongue cells. Here are some ideas: ice cubes or crushed ice, a popsicle, frozen fruit, ice cream.
2) Numb the pain. A burnt tongue can be quite uncomfortable. If you have any anesthetic ointment, rub it on the surface of your tongue. Look for products containing benzocaine, which is a topical anesthetic, and are often sold to treat mouth ulcers: Anbesol, Kank+a, Orabase B, Orajel. Anesthetic mouthwash may help as well.
3) Suck on cough drops. Look for cough drops that contain benzocaine and/or menthol. Menthol, like benzocaine, acts as a local anesthetic.
4) Until healing occurs, stay away from acidic foods like tomatoes, citrus fruits and juices, items with vinegar, etc., as well as salty items like potato chips, since these items will irritate the area.
Food Facts--Dipotassium Phosphate
Because our bodies are composed of and made of the things we put into (including onto it), we all need to know some FOOD FACTS!! My goal is to post at least one fun or serious food fact per week.
WIRED has an article about the indredients in Non-Dairy Creamer that is simple and easy to understand. Here's an ingredient to watch out for in your creamer and other food products:
*Side note: Maybe that's why Coca-Cola can be used to strip a floor of its wax-coating?? Just a wonder...
If you know a fun or serious food fact and want to share it, please email me @ rocks4rubies@hotmail.com
WIRED has an article about the indredients in Non-Dairy Creamer that is simple and easy to understand. Here's an ingredient to watch out for in your creamer and other food products:
- Dipotassium phosphate: Also called phosphoric acid, dipotassium phosphate provides the tang in Coca-Cola. It helps us digest sugars, fats, and proteins, which happen to be nondairy creamer’s top three ingredients. Oh, it’s also a pesticide and a major ingredient in fertilizer.
*Side note: Maybe that's why Coca-Cola can be used to strip a floor of its wax-coating?? Just a wonder...
If you know a fun or serious food fact and want to share it, please email me @ rocks4rubies@hotmail.com
Saturday, April 24, 2010
My Testimony of Love pt.2
In middle school it was various boys I saw at the local public school while I was wating for the bus to my private school. Or it was boys I saw around the baseball fields where my brother played little league. Other times it was boys I met a youth group events who went to other churches. I always liked the outgoing ones who might've been a little on the "crazy" side. I recall once giving my contact information to a boy I saw (never met) at a church my family visited.
"WHAT?!," you might be thinking. Why would I do such a thing? We were camping several hours away from our home where I saw him. The odd thing is that I never even "met" him or introduced myself. I had noticed him as we entered the building and we sat a couple rows behind him. I think I was around 14-16yrs. That's just a guess. It was actually my father who gave the boy my contact information because I was too scared to do it myself. Strange? Not for my dad. I believe the idea was that this unknown boy would never really contact me.
I was a boy-crazy girl growing up. My parents had their hands full. I remember "dating" people in secret where it consisted of sitting next to one another, saying "this is MY boyfriend/girlfriend", passing notes, and maybe holding hands. I "dated" the son of my uncle's girlfriend when I was only 10 or 11yrs old. I had a BIG crush on him! I even "dated" a guy in highschool when I was 14yrs old for about 7-9months. That was just a pass notes and hold hands type of relationship. I look back now and laugh at how silly it was, but at the time it was my heart that had those feelings. Then I had "feelings" for a guy in my youth group when I was 15-16yrs old. He was by far the best guy I'd come across up to that point in my life, but even that didn't last long at all. Oh, on and on I could go, but I am tired of just trying to recall all my past crushes.
I did not protect my heart. I didn't fully wear it on my sleeve, but I was willing to. If someone I had feelings for would show interest in me, then I wore my heart on my sleeve and held it in my hand; offering it to them if they wanted it. The odd thing is that no one wanted it. About 80% of the guys I liked never liked me back. Of the guys that liked me, I was only interested in about 5% of them. Up until highschool, the feelings came and went as quickly as the next day came. At least that's how it seems when I look back on it.
The whole time I was on a search for "love". I wanted to be loved. I wanted to feel cared about. I especially wanted to be liked. I was never popular, I didn't have a lot of friends (even though I knew a lot of people). I didn't go to the public school so I was picked on a lot. That always hurt. I wanted so badly to be liked and loved, but was feeling more and more sad as each year went by.
Tune in for more to the story. If you've not yet read PART 1, do so soon.
"WHAT?!," you might be thinking. Why would I do such a thing? We were camping several hours away from our home where I saw him. The odd thing is that I never even "met" him or introduced myself. I had noticed him as we entered the building and we sat a couple rows behind him. I think I was around 14-16yrs. That's just a guess. It was actually my father who gave the boy my contact information because I was too scared to do it myself. Strange? Not for my dad. I believe the idea was that this unknown boy would never really contact me.
I was a boy-crazy girl growing up. My parents had their hands full. I remember "dating" people in secret where it consisted of sitting next to one another, saying "this is MY boyfriend/girlfriend", passing notes, and maybe holding hands. I "dated" the son of my uncle's girlfriend when I was only 10 or 11yrs old. I had a BIG crush on him! I even "dated" a guy in highschool when I was 14yrs old for about 7-9months. That was just a pass notes and hold hands type of relationship. I look back now and laugh at how silly it was, but at the time it was my heart that had those feelings. Then I had "feelings" for a guy in my youth group when I was 15-16yrs old. He was by far the best guy I'd come across up to that point in my life, but even that didn't last long at all. Oh, on and on I could go, but I am tired of just trying to recall all my past crushes.
I did not protect my heart. I didn't fully wear it on my sleeve, but I was willing to. If someone I had feelings for would show interest in me, then I wore my heart on my sleeve and held it in my hand; offering it to them if they wanted it. The odd thing is that no one wanted it. About 80% of the guys I liked never liked me back. Of the guys that liked me, I was only interested in about 5% of them. Up until highschool, the feelings came and went as quickly as the next day came. At least that's how it seems when I look back on it.
The whole time I was on a search for "love". I wanted to be loved. I wanted to feel cared about. I especially wanted to be liked. I was never popular, I didn't have a lot of friends (even though I knew a lot of people). I didn't go to the public school so I was picked on a lot. That always hurt. I wanted so badly to be liked and loved, but was feeling more and more sad as each year went by.
Tune in for more to the story. If you've not yet read PART 1, do so soon.
Friday, April 23, 2010
My Testimony of Love
I am not sure where to start on this, so I figure I should start by sharing my testimony of finding true love. At a later date I will also share my journey of finding out who I am up to this point in my life (because this is an ever-changing thing).
There was once a little girl who grew up watching Sesame Street and listening to songs about knowing your address. She was so smart that by the time she was 4.5yrs old, her parents knew she was ready to start on the journey to school. One month before turning 5, she was sent to a private Christian academy. That was the year it all started...
My mother has told me that in my kindergarten year of school I thought I was going to marry the only boy (and only other child) in my grade. Looking back upon it now, I laugh and think "how cute"; however, I see how the desire for marriage and love was within me so early on. I do recall liking that boy, but I don't remember him in my school beyond that year. As with most young crushes, it passed and faded away. Within the same year or the year to follow my affection fell upon another boy. But he was older, he was taller, he was nicer. Yes, I had a crush on a high schooler. I was so young at that point that I felt safer sitting with him on a very full, long bus ride from school to home. I remember my first few weeks of school when I would get onto the already busy bus, pick an empty seat and bury my face between the window and the seatback in front of me. It broke my heart to leave home and I was scared by so many big kids that I didn't know. The high schooler was someone who I knew from my own school so that made me comfortable. However, I did have a crush on him.
By now you might be thinking "oh dear, how cute. She was so young." I must have been like a lioness stalking her prey; with each miss she hunts again until she finally catches some food. Well, all that's cute, but that wasn't the end. After that high schooler left my school and was no longer sharing the bus ride home with me, I remember having a crush on someone in my parent's youth group. I was a little older by then, but the journey continued. On and on it went for me; one crush after another.
Tune in for more of the story. Read PART 2 also.
There was once a little girl who grew up watching Sesame Street and listening to songs about knowing your address. She was so smart that by the time she was 4.5yrs old, her parents knew she was ready to start on the journey to school. One month before turning 5, she was sent to a private Christian academy. That was the year it all started...
My mother has told me that in my kindergarten year of school I thought I was going to marry the only boy (and only other child) in my grade. Looking back upon it now, I laugh and think "how cute"; however, I see how the desire for marriage and love was within me so early on. I do recall liking that boy, but I don't remember him in my school beyond that year. As with most young crushes, it passed and faded away. Within the same year or the year to follow my affection fell upon another boy. But he was older, he was taller, he was nicer. Yes, I had a crush on a high schooler. I was so young at that point that I felt safer sitting with him on a very full, long bus ride from school to home. I remember my first few weeks of school when I would get onto the already busy bus, pick an empty seat and bury my face between the window and the seatback in front of me. It broke my heart to leave home and I was scared by so many big kids that I didn't know. The high schooler was someone who I knew from my own school so that made me comfortable. However, I did have a crush on him.
By now you might be thinking "oh dear, how cute. She was so young." I must have been like a lioness stalking her prey; with each miss she hunts again until she finally catches some food. Well, all that's cute, but that wasn't the end. After that high schooler left my school and was no longer sharing the bus ride home with me, I remember having a crush on someone in my parent's youth group. I was a little older by then, but the journey continued. On and on it went for me; one crush after another.
Tune in for more of the story. Read PART 2 also.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
A Quote for the Day
Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for us that makes us happy;
it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other fellow and then for ourselves.
~Helen Keller
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Welcome
Hello! This is the first of many great postings to come. I am in the beginning stages of this and will post as often as I can. Please check back often to see what's happening here and what great stuff there is to read or reference. I hope that you will find this blog to be a great guide for you and your friends. If you have any idea topics for posting, please email me and I will look into it. I hope you have a great day!!!
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