Everything happens for a reason is what I've always lived my life by. If this weren't true I wouldn't be who I am today or where I am today. Everything changes whether it be good or bad it happens for a reason.
When I was younger we lived on a farm in a small town in Mississippi. It was an itty bitty town literally in the middle of no where. One chilly day my dad came in late from the field and told us we were moving. Not knowing just yet that I would be hearing that phrase quite often. So, we started packing and moved to another itty bitty famous Mississippi small town.
We lived in a beautiful, antebellum home on the outskirts of this small town. That house forever holding a special spot in my memory; however, the house being so sweet and typically southern it was very old. In that house we had room to run around, play, and enjoy growing up. As children we obviously thought we were going to live there forever because it was perfect to us. We had room to roam, climb trees, and just be happy kids. We lived there for a while and I loved every minute of it. Then, it was time to move again.
I'll skip around my story and just say a few moves later we traded in Mississippi for Arkansas. We started our new Arkansas story in Marked Tree at first. I enjoyed it because I met one of my life long best friends there who just happened to be my neighbor. We were only nine then and we still talk to this day. He will always be one of my best friends who I can go to anything with. Then, after living there for about a year or so my dad came home with his now famously known phrase "We're moving again."
We moved to a town that will forever hold a place with me. We moved to Jonesboro in the cutest little house in the middle of town. I went to a great school, got to play my favorite sport there, and I met the people who forever impacted my life and will always be my family. We lived in Jonesboro for what seemed like forever and I never wanted to leave. We were all happy and enjoyed it. I loved Nettleton, I loved my friends, I loved playing volleyball with my best friends, and I just loved being there. Then after living there for almost six years and starting high school with my friends my dad gave me the heartbreaking news. He came home with this down look on his face and said he didn't know how to tell me this but we were moving again. So, I had to pack up my entire life and move again.
Now we're to present day. Happily residing in Marion. I'm glad for all the moves we made along the way because without them I wouldn't be who I am today and I wouldn't be standing where I am today. I wouldn't have some of these amazing people in my life who I have today. I'm thankful for the people who have walked in my life since I moved here, they have forever impacted me in ways I never thought possible. In my short time here we've gone through a lot together and I know I can always count on these people for anything. I've made a family out of my friends here and I wouldn't replace them for the world. I would make the moves all over again to get here. That's why I believe everything happens for a reason.
Friday, November 8, 2013
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Nanny's quick rolls
Ingredients:
2 Tsp. salt
1/2 cup plus 1 tablespoon oil
3/4 cup sugar
3 cups milk
3 pkg yeast
6 to 6 and 1/2 cups bread
f lour
f lour
Preparation:
In a large bowl add salt,oil, and sugar to milk and heat till luke warm about 125 degrees. Do not have milk too hot or it will kill the yeast. Sprinkle the yeast in and let sit for a few minutes and rise a little bit.
Those minutes always seemed like the longest waiting for the concoction to rise even the slightest bit. Being a child I always wanted to watch it rise because I thought it was magic that it rose by itself. In those short few minutes, that felt like an eternity to me, like any true southern woman who were always in the kitchen it was time for everyone to hear the gossip. When you don't see each other except for holidays and on that rare of an occasion there is a lot to catch up on and say. Most conversations started out based on food and escalated to talking about someones cooking and then once you talk about their cooking, might as well talk about their family too. No matter what though you always agreed that your mama had the best cooking out of every ones. I always thought it was hysterical how all the women in the kitchen gossip and all the men are in the living room screaming at the television because their team is down and needs to make a come back. They obviously could care less about the gossip that was floating around the kitchen like a butterfly.
The magical mixture has now risen in what felt like forever. Now time to flatten out the dough, cut it, and shape it. This was my favorite part because being so young it was the only part I was actually allowed to participate in. They would shape must of them like regular, plain jane, circle rolls; however, that was boring to me and they would let me make different shapes with them sometimes. Now to the burning oven they go, and now was the waiting game. A few minutes waiting on dough to rise was long enough now I had to wait anywhere from twelve to fifteen minutes, and that was enough to starve you to death.
The smell lingered from one side of the house to the other. Those minutes of peace while preparing the dough are cut now by the sounds of five of my cousins fighting over who won which game, who was playing next, and how dumb this game was to the loser.
One yells "I won, I beat you again!"
Another forcibly argues "This game was stupid anyways!"
Then barely able to hear a silent, whisper from the youngest boy
"Can we play another game I actually like?"
"Can we play another game I actually like?"
"NO!" The four others shout in unison as if they're one person.
Then while the other children are steadily argueing like catched animals the youngest boy sneakily slips his favorite game in the playstation. It takes the older kids a few minutes to realize what's going on because they were to busy fighting. The youngest sitting contently playing the game and the others rather join along than start another fight. I begin to smell the rolls stronger than before and just happily bounce my way back into the kitchen not remembering why I even walked back there to watch them argue anyways.
The rolls are almost done now. A few long minutes left till they will be prepared.
When the rolls are done they will be coated by a thick glaze of butter of butter that's been awaiting their arrival. When all the food is done we'll sit around the table and eat and talk for hours like we haven't been together all day. It's been siz years since the last family gathering we all had together and I'll cherish those little moments like sitting around the table talking for hours about nothing and everything. In this cajun family it's about the food "C'est Bon."
Saturday, August 10, 2013
How events can change the way people think
Have you ever had an event in your life change the way you think about something? In "The Handsomest Drowned Man In The World" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez displays how particular events can change the way people think, and judge things. Have you ever thought back to something that changed how you felt about certain things? You may not remember the event, or you just heard it from others;however, it changed the way you feel about certain issues. What about the emotions that others feel? Have you ever thought how things may affect them?
In "The Most Handsomest Drowned Man In The World" a drowned man that washed up from no where changed every one in, and around the villages ways of thinking. This man who happened to wash up to the village one day changed everything for that village and the neighboring villages. The man was bigger,taller, and more handsome than they had ever seen. He was an Esteban as they called him. This mans death changed everything for them. They considered his feelings because even dead he couldn't escape the pain of his larger, and better looking exterior. They had realized that he had to enter doors sideways, lean against walls instead of sitting, fear he would break chairs or even through the floor, and he would hit ceiling beams with his head. After they realized this they started making doors wider, sturdy chairs and floors, and higher ceilings.
We all have certain events that have happened to us or that we've heard that changed the way we think and feel. In this article a mans death changed many things for these villages and their people. How large this man changed the way they built things so no one has to go through what he had to endure. They also planted flowers on the cliffs, so everyone would know its Estebans village. Something as a death, which is negative, to a positive where they would accept and build to suit others that were like him. We all have events that we lived through or heard of that changed us in someway.
As people we're very selfish and usually dont care about others feelings. Honestly, when did you stop and think I wonder how thaat affected that person? Probably very seldom, and if you did it was just for a bried second you didn't sit and ponder the thought. We often should give others feelings more of a thought; not just our own. We usually don't ever think about it enough to be like if I were in that sitaution I would feel like this. For example; if the village people had ever stopped to think about how someone like Esteban felt when he would break chairs, they would have made them way more sturdy. We often need to put the way we make others feel before ourselves because the way we make others feel shows what kind of person you are. You don't want to be known as someone who doesn't care about others and likes to hurt people. No one wants to have that kind of character trait follow them around; therefore, we should consider the feelings of others as well as our own.
In "The Most Handsomest Drowned Man" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez the death of a man changed the way people think and feel. We should remember the things that changed the way we feel about things. We also need to learn to take in consideration the way others feel. You never truly know how something affects someone else till you're put in a situation thats equivalent to the one they were in.
http://www.cardinalhayes.org/ourpages/auto/2006/8/22/1156300239992/The%20Handsomest%20Drowned%20Man%20in%20the%20World%20Text.pdf
In "The Most Handsomest Drowned Man In The World" a drowned man that washed up from no where changed every one in, and around the villages ways of thinking. This man who happened to wash up to the village one day changed everything for that village and the neighboring villages. The man was bigger,taller, and more handsome than they had ever seen. He was an Esteban as they called him. This mans death changed everything for them. They considered his feelings because even dead he couldn't escape the pain of his larger, and better looking exterior. They had realized that he had to enter doors sideways, lean against walls instead of sitting, fear he would break chairs or even through the floor, and he would hit ceiling beams with his head. After they realized this they started making doors wider, sturdy chairs and floors, and higher ceilings.
We all have certain events that have happened to us or that we've heard that changed the way we think and feel. In this article a mans death changed many things for these villages and their people. How large this man changed the way they built things so no one has to go through what he had to endure. They also planted flowers on the cliffs, so everyone would know its Estebans village. Something as a death, which is negative, to a positive where they would accept and build to suit others that were like him. We all have events that we lived through or heard of that changed us in someway.
As people we're very selfish and usually dont care about others feelings. Honestly, when did you stop and think I wonder how thaat affected that person? Probably very seldom, and if you did it was just for a bried second you didn't sit and ponder the thought. We often should give others feelings more of a thought; not just our own. We usually don't ever think about it enough to be like if I were in that sitaution I would feel like this. For example; if the village people had ever stopped to think about how someone like Esteban felt when he would break chairs, they would have made them way more sturdy. We often need to put the way we make others feel before ourselves because the way we make others feel shows what kind of person you are. You don't want to be known as someone who doesn't care about others and likes to hurt people. No one wants to have that kind of character trait follow them around; therefore, we should consider the feelings of others as well as our own.
In "The Most Handsomest Drowned Man" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez the death of a man changed the way people think and feel. We should remember the things that changed the way we feel about things. We also need to learn to take in consideration the way others feel. You never truly know how something affects someone else till you're put in a situation thats equivalent to the one they were in.
http://www.cardinalhayes.org/ourpages/auto/2006/8/22/1156300239992/The%20Handsomest%20Drowned%20Man%20in%20the%20World%20Text.pdf
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Genes can be to blame for obesity
Many people have the luxury of eating whatever,whenever, and never seeming to gain a pound. While others, seem to do just the same and excercise and still seem to gain weight. A recent study where scientists discovered that genes can be to blame for this. many people grow up eating a certain way, even those who eat small proportions can gain weight, and excercise sometimes doesn't help.
When you grow up eating certain things and certain times it forms a habit. This makes your brain feel wired a certain way. Like if you grow up eating out every meal that's what you'll crave, because that's what you're used to. This habit can cause you to pack on the pounds as you get older because the older you get the less active you are. Lets be honest fast food isnt good for you anyways and when that's all you eat it can really cause problems. It's better to form positive habits at a young age than negative ones. If we don't form those negative ones it can help us in the long run as we age. We won't be sixteen forever.
A common miss conception is portion size matters the most. Portions do matter and they are a big part of it, but dont neccesarily mean everything. See in the study even the mice who gained weight ate the same as the lean mice and seemed to still gain weight, while the lean mice didnt gain anything. Both sets of mice had the same routine one gained and one didn't. The portions weren't the problem it was the genes of the mice.
Excercise doesn't always determine if you gain or lose weight. See like I said before the mice were all on the same diet,routine, and excercise plan. The mice with the gene mutation just gained weight and there was no way around it. They couldn't help it. So, sometimes it's not about excercise or proportions it's your genes.
So, obesity isn't always just because you eat too much and don't excercise enough it can be more than that. It can be in your genes sometimes. It can also be other factors such as;growing up and eating a certain way, even those who eat small proportions can gain weight, and excercise sometimes doesn't help. Obesity can be carried through your genes not just what you eat.
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/07/19/health/overweight-maybe-you-really-can-blame-your-metabolism.html?hp&_r=0
When you grow up eating certain things and certain times it forms a habit. This makes your brain feel wired a certain way. Like if you grow up eating out every meal that's what you'll crave, because that's what you're used to. This habit can cause you to pack on the pounds as you get older because the older you get the less active you are. Lets be honest fast food isnt good for you anyways and when that's all you eat it can really cause problems. It's better to form positive habits at a young age than negative ones. If we don't form those negative ones it can help us in the long run as we age. We won't be sixteen forever.
A common miss conception is portion size matters the most. Portions do matter and they are a big part of it, but dont neccesarily mean everything. See in the study even the mice who gained weight ate the same as the lean mice and seemed to still gain weight, while the lean mice didnt gain anything. Both sets of mice had the same routine one gained and one didn't. The portions weren't the problem it was the genes of the mice.
Excercise doesn't always determine if you gain or lose weight. See like I said before the mice were all on the same diet,routine, and excercise plan. The mice with the gene mutation just gained weight and there was no way around it. They couldn't help it. So, sometimes it's not about excercise or proportions it's your genes.
So, obesity isn't always just because you eat too much and don't excercise enough it can be more than that. It can be in your genes sometimes. It can also be other factors such as;growing up and eating a certain way, even those who eat small proportions can gain weight, and excercise sometimes doesn't help. Obesity can be carried through your genes not just what you eat.
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/07/19/health/overweight-maybe-you-really-can-blame-your-metabolism.html?hp&_r=0
Thursday, June 27, 2013
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