Wednesday, May 23, 2012
It would be so nice if God had a phone and we could call Him whenever we want, but of course -- He does listen even when it is just you talking. But to get an answer would be really special! Hope you enjoy this little poem which is being circulated around on the Internet.
God's Phone Call
Hello God, I called tonight
To talk a little while
I need a friend who'll listen
To my anxiety and trial.
You see, I can't quite make it
Through a day just on my own...
I need your love to guide me,
So I'll never feel alone.
I want to ask you please to keep,
My family & Friends safe and sound.
Come and fill their lives with confidence
For whatever fate they're bound.
Give me faith, dear God, to face
Each hour throughout the day,
And not to worry over things
I can't change in any way.
I thank you God, for being home
And listening to my call,
For giving me such good advice
When I stumble and fall.. !!!!!!!
Your number, God, is the only one
That answers every time.
I never get a busy signal,
Never had to pay a dime.
So thank you, God, for listening
To my troubles and my sorrow.
Good night, God, I love You, too,
And I'll call again tomorrow!
P. S. Please bless all my Friends and Family.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
If we think our lives are hard, believe me -- it is a party compared to the life of a honey bee. If you happen to be a bee, there are three areas you could fall into. QUEEN bee is of course the most important, she rules the hive, basically lays eggs all her life, and her life span is anywhere from two to three years. WORKER bees are next, always female, and they do exactly what their name implies -- WORK! During their short life span they are constantly working. In a new bee hive it is their job to manufacture the honeycomb, so the Queen can begin to lay eggs in each little cell. It is also their job to go out into the world (up to 3 miles) and gather nectar, pollen and sometimes water. They bring these items back to the hive and put them where they are needed. Other worker bees act as guards. They guard the entrance to the hive and make sure no "outside" bees enter. They can determine their own group of bees by their smell. The Queen bee gives off a pheromone that is recognized by her particular group of worker bees. They love this smell and rub against her for the smell. There are also worker bees who go out into the world, away from the hive and look for areas that contain nectar. The life span of a worker bee is approximately only six weeks. Finally there are the DRONE bees. Naturally they are male, and they spend their time buzzing around, just waiting for a Queen bee who is in "heat." When this happens, the Queen flies to a height of about 500 feet, probably mating with approximately 50 of a swarm of 300 or so drones who are buzzing about seeking the chance to mate. Unfortunately the drone bee gives his life for the opportunity of mating. I won't go into the finer details of this act, but it literally pulls the insides out of the drone bee and he dies. Most of the time, in bees that are purchased for the sole purpose of raising honey, the Queen bee is artificially inseminated, one of her wings are clipped so she cannot fly away, and she is marked on her back with a small dot of brightly colored paint. When you order a shipment of bees, the Queen bee with perhaps four or five worker bees come in a separate little box. This is for the safety of the Queen during travel. Upon arrival at their destination, the bees are placed in a hive, and the Queen bee is placed between two of the frames, still in her box. A plug is removed, leaving her still secured in the box by solidified honey. The bees want to get next to the Queen, so they proceed to eat the honey to release her, usually taking four or five hours to complete the task.
We have pictures to show you step by step how this entire procedure is done. I will have them ready for publication in a few days.
During the first week or so the bees need to be fed a very rich mixture of sugar and water, which is made in a 1:1 ratio. To show you how rich this mixture is, compare it to what you mix for hummingbirds, their ratio is 1:4. They need this sugar water to live on until the honeycombs are complete and they are able to go out and forage for food.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Years ago my DH was a beekeeper. And a couple of months ago he was telling me all I never wanted to know about bees. Although I will admit, it was quite interesting to learn about the life of honey bees.
I have never been bothered by bees, hornets and the like, which was good because as I grew up in Minnesota, there were always some of each buzzing around the wild fruit and berries I would pick. And of course I love honey, who doesn't?
Then an acquaintance of ours who has a place a few miles from us here in the mountains, decided he would start raising honey bees. He asked my DH for help and advice having seen him talking about his time as a bee keeper (on our website). I have even made a trip over to his place when we would go to feed them. It was rather fascinating. Without thinking much about it, I made the comment to DH that we could have a hive in our backyard as there were many more flowers in our area than where this man has his bees. But it was just a passing remark, as in my mind I knew it would not be practical -- not at our Glendale home.
So on the eve of Mother's Day, he comes up to me and says next week will be quite a change for me. I laugh and ask if he's going to "turn over a new leaf?" He said NO. But . . . . . . . on Thursday I will be receiving my bee hive, and on Friday the bees will arrive. OMG!
BEES BEES BEES
PS He ordered me my own bee suit today. I'm sure more on this will follow!
Friday, May 11, 2012
When we left our summer home on Sunday I had weighed myself upon getting up, but forgot to take the "old" scale to Glendale to leave it for the summer. So the time spend in our Glendale home was without a scale. I'm an avid "weigh every day" type of person, so it really seemed like something was missing when I couldn't start my day off by stepping on the scale.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday all went by without a means of weighing myself and now I was kind of worried. Was my weight up or down? I felt OK, and I finally seem to have gotten past my bad habit of needing a certain amount of candy to nibble on during the evening hours. Well, it's Friday now, and I would see if my days without the scale would be good or bad.
Sunday I had been elated with 141 as that is my lowest weight in a long, long time. This morning I climbed on the scale, almost holding my breath = 141! So thrilled that it wasn't a low weight that I'd managed due to an upset stomach -- it's been with me now for 5 days!
The 130's are just around the corner!
Sunday, May 06, 2012
For one, maybe even three days I'm on top of the world. My scale is going down, I'm full of energy, and I feel full of hope that I will reach my goal.
But then the scale goes up for no apparent reason. I'm still eating right, doing my walking and whatever else I can think of to help it along. My spirits hang on the edge, and sometimes slip right over the edge, down into the "pit of despair."
I may stay on the high end for 2 or 3 days before suddenly the scale and all the rest starts to fall into place and I'm on my way down again.
It's just a constant up and down. I was flying high and almost to make it out of the 140's and into those coveted 130's the end of February. Then March was not a good month. It seemed that no matter what I tried it wasn't good enough. The scale continued to rise, and I felt like a whole year was going down the drain. But I was determined.
April was a little better. Although a bit of the yo-yo stuff was going on, at the end of the month it was lower than at the beginning of the month. I was definitely making some progress.
Now we're into May. Things have been going pretty good. My weigh-in on Saturday was 142.6 and I felt fairly good about that. Then in the afternoon I had stomach cramps and just literally didn't feel good at all. I spent the last 4 hours of the day trading off between laying down and spending time in the bathroom (you can guess why)!
Although much of this is from being sick, my scale read 141 this morning! So whatever the reason, I'll take it, I can see those 130's just struggling to get through to me!
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