Summer Time in the Prairie

I'm an old-fashioned girl at heart. I live near a major metropolitan area, and I can't imagine life without my computer, but I really never thought that I would take time to start a blog.

I guess one thing that helped convince me was listening to people 10-15 years younger than me talk about the importance of blogs as a means of communicating with friends. I use email with nearly everyone I know. But people in their 20s tell me they are more likely to check myspace or facebook than email for news from their friends...I don't know how universal this is because I've only talked with a handful of 20-somethings. But it made me think that perhaps this is the way of the future...or at least the way of the immediate future, as opposed to next year.

Anyway, to start this blog, it would probably be helpful to write a little about myself. As my profile states, I'm a follower of Christ. My greatest desire is that He be my highest treasure in life. I'm not there yet, but I have hope because of verses like Philippians 1:6b, which says "He who began a good work in you bring it to completion at the day of Christ Jesus." I'm so thankful that He will do this. If it depended on me, there would be no hope.

Next, my profile mentions my full-time job and my devotion to our home...My mother was an excellent homemaker. Actually, she was a pro. Her college degree was in home economics education and she actually taught home ec for a while before she was married to my father. After their wedding, she devoted herself full-time to homemaking, but she never stopped teaching. She taught me to cook, bake, sew, quilt, and do a variety of crafts. She taught me both by example and by allowing me to get involved in doing things myself.

As a result of my mother's teaching, I have a lot of confidence to try new things. Just last weekend, I ventured into pickling for the first time. A dear friend has a huge garden, and she very generously shared with me a large bag full of home-grown beets. My husband I love pickled beets, and he urged me to try making them. It was a messy and time consuming, but also very satisfying, and they turned out really good, I think. I didn't can them, though. I just adapted the recipe and called them refrigerator beets.

My husband, last but not least in this little introduction, is a dear, godly man, who is a source of much comfort and joy to me. I'll tell you more about them in future posts. If anyone finds this blog, I thank you for reading thus far. God's blessings to you...