
I have been asked to provide some ideas for using the time during the 9 months of waiting for the birth of a child. I would certainly welcome anyone else's ideas!

The Miser*Since, in an election, you can vote only once, at the prescribed time, I will show here how you can vote as much as you like, daily, by calling your senators and representatives, whom you elected to represent your interestes.
When you hear about something like this so-called bail out of the Big Bankers (a private corporation that makes money by writing it themselves, and then charges interest on the worthless figures, and taxes people with their own real money, earned, to pay it back), you can simply call all your senators and representatives and talk on the phone for half a minute, urging them NOT to give the bankers ONE cent of America's hard earned money. Every phone call is a vote, and the senators do pay attention to it.
This lady has a good quote about the lenders here http://neverfadingwood.blogspot.com/2008/10/former-president-andrew-jackson-speaks.html
Check here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEWvegDAtkQ
My daughter and I each exercised another option this morning, after getting our mail. Each of us received an offer from a big bank (Chase Manhatten, Lehman, etc) for a loan. We receive these offers regularly. I am always turned down because I don't have credit, or something. This time, we took the business reply envelope, with the "postage paid" stamp on it, and we cut out a piece of the original envelop that the offer was sent in, and wrote on it: "Why don't you give yourselves a loan and bail yourselves out, instead of putting pressure on Congress and putting me in further debt? " I then wrote the website addresses of several sites and videos that explained this crooked banking system. It took less than 2 minutes and the postage was free. It also bothers me that these offers contain better and better paper, slick, fancy envelopes, and colorful ads, that must cost them something. I can't even buy that kind of paper myself. They are only adding to my trash problem and then I have to stay awake at night thinking of uses for this garbage so that it won't end up in the landfill. So I also told them to take me off their mailing list.
What does any of this have to do with home living? If I allowed this dishonesty to go on in my own home, we would certainly suffer the consequences, and be loathe to do it again. However, the big bankers never suffer the consequences of their greedy ways. When they get their way, our home gets poorer and poorer, as our taxes go higher and higher. Every homemaker should be active in putting a stop to this, even if all they do is make one phone call or send one email.
If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks...will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.... The issuing power should be taken from the banks and restored to the people, to whom it properly belongs.
History records that the money changers have used every form of abuse, intrigue, deceit, and violent means possible to maintain their control over governments by controlling money and its issuance. -James Madison 
If congress has the right under the Constitution to issue paper money, it was given them to use themselves, not to be delegated to individuals or corporations. -Andrew Jackson
The Government should create, issue, and circulate all the currency and credits needed to satisfy the spending power of the Government and the buying power of consumers. By the adoption of these principles, the taxpayers will be saved immense sums of interest. Money will cease to be master and become the servant of humanity. -Abraham Lincoln 
Issue of currency should be lodged with the government and be protected from domination by Wall Street. We are opposed to...provisions [which] would place our currency and credit system in private hands. - Theodore Roosevelt 
Despite these warnings, Woodrow Wilson signed the 1913 Federal Reserve Act. A few years later he wrote: I am a most unhappy man. I have unwittingly ruined my country. A great industrial nation is controlled by its system of credit. Our system of credit is concentrated. The growth of the nation, therefore, and all our activities are in the hands of a few men. We have come to be one of the worst ruled, one of the most completely controlled and dominated Governments in the civilized world no longer a Government by free opinion, no longer a Government by conviction and the vote of the majority, but a Government by the opinion and duress of a small group of dominant men. -Woodrow Wilson
Years later, reflecting on the major banks' control in Washington, President Franklin Roosevelt paid this indirect praise to his distant predecessor President Andrew Jackson, who had "killed" the 2nd Bank of the US (an earlier type of the Federal Reserve System). After Jackson's administration the bankers' influence was gradually restored and increased, culminating in the passage of the Federal Reserve Act of 1913. Roosevelt knew this history. The real truth of the matter is,as you and I know, that a financial element in the large centers has owned the government ever sincethe days of Andrew Jackson... -Franklin D. Roosevelt (in a letter to Colonel House, dated November 21, 1933)

These are watermellon berries from the homestead. We used to eat them right off the bush. They taste just like watermellon. We were never successful in making jam out of them or any kind of preserve. Maybe someone else could and would tell me how.
Here are the finished cottage cards, done with various scrap materials. The roofs are made with pieces of heavy brown paper bag.
Here are some of the supplies I used, but this card is designed to use what you have. White glue and glitter always works,
and so do crayons, as shown in the above photo. This card is made from construction paper,
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and here is a sample of how tearing the construction paper gives a nice, feathery finish for the roof and the bushes. The brown paper tears nicely, too.
Construction paper is soft enough to tear easily and has a nice fluffy finish for edges.
This is for the bushes. Here is something you might have around the house: clear cellophane windows from junk mail or reply envelopes.
Part of the old homestead road, later called the "home road."
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This is the place where Mama tied up her little canoe that Daddy built her when they first began their life in the wilderness. The metal post he put into the edge of the lake for her to tie up the boat, is still there. The tree roots created a natural stair-step path to the little cabin that they lived in temporarily while the "big house" was being built. This little cabin had a tent for a roof, and one day it caught fire while Mama was sleeping. She quickly got the children out onto the snow, on sleeping bags, and that is how our Dad found us when he came home that night. He wasted no time putting on a real roof, with a bucket for a chimney. I found pieces of the red tile in the ground, where this cabin had once stood.
Picked a bouquet of the local flora: fireweed, wild geranium, dogwood, yarrow, reeds, and a freshwater clam shell makes a wonderful bouquet, which is good enough for a wedding, in my opinion.This is a pile of fishing net, still with the wooden floats, found in the forest, which was not a forest when we lived here. They were laying a-top a corrugated tin roof on the ground.
I just can't thank Beaver and Carol enough for bringing the canoe and waiting so patiently while I rowed down memory lane.
And I hope Beth hangs on to that camera!
Approximatey 1954. On the left: Joe, Lillian and two of "us kids", and my father's sister taking a picture of the picture-taker.
The water was glassy clear. Look at the reflection.
Then the wind came.
Then the sun shone on the ripples. These are the "diamonds" I wrote about in the story "A Thousand Sparkling Diamonds" in the book, "Just Breathing the Air."
This is the great Island Lake "Stonehenge" mystery: What was my Dad building? There were nine of these cement blocks, sticking out of the ground, level across the top, in a space 14' by 16'. Our names were written on these stones, in my father's handwriting, including his own name, with the date 1962. There were nine of us in the family. The blocks are facing the lake, in a different location than the original house. He admits he made them, and wrote our names on them, but he does not remember what he was going to do with them! Maybe he started a project and changed his mind. Maybe you will read about it in the next book.