To Report or Not to Report, the Liberal Press is in Charge . . .

Unless you are up to date on what it happening in the pro-life world, many might not be aware of a major trial going on right now in the United States regarding abortion doctor, Kermit Gosnell. In the United States it is legal to abort the unborn babies and in specific cases to employ the partial birth abortion procedure. In Dr. Gosnell's case, he went  above and beyond the 'call of duty' and delivered full-term, living babies and then stabbed them in the back of the neck and killed them. You would think this would be front page news and be on the world news circuit given the horrendous nature of the crime against human life. So why isn't it?

There are many trains of thoughts on why. My personal thought on the matter is that once you expose the actual brutality that is a part of the abortion mind set, you might jeopardize the legality of it. The news probably takes the excuse that it is too gruesome and gory to report, yet they will go into avid detail about 'real' murders and mayhem to sell a paper. What Dr. Gosnell has inadvertently done is expose the absolute horror of killing the unborn by allowing a baby to be born and then killing it. It blurs the line of 'difference' between what the pro choice people consider a baby and not a baby. It might start more people thinking if they realize the seconds between being a partially delivered baby having it brains sucked out and a full-term baby delivered and having it's spinal cord snapped.

But, is there a difference? No and that is why the media would rather not go that route and cause confusion in the legality of murdering our future.

I read an article about a woman doctor who was pregnant with her first child. She talked about aborting a baby that was just about the same age as the baby she was carrying. She said she was fascinated to see the fetus she was killing and observing first hand where her baby was in the gestation process. Even as she cut apart a living child, she was thinking ahead to when she would wrap her baby in a soft blanket and hold him or her to her heart. Her 'heart', however, seemingly had no compassion for the murder taking place at her hands.

Yes, if the trial of Dr. Kermit Gosnell was reported as it should, minds might be changed and the convenience of picking and choosing what 'fetus' you want to keep and turn into a baby would be gone. When you make atrocities like abortion legal, you open the door to people who harden their hearts to the awful nature of the procedure and, possibly, the medical respect that should be allowed to every human being no matter how small.

The reason the media isn't covering this news is fear that the unknown might become known and then they would have to report the real truth.

Battle of the Wills - the Cat Won!

The computer screen is behind the cat and the cat, as usual, has plans to bathe and sleep in front of said screen . . . even if I can't see the screen to do my work. After all . . . what is more important. Frustrated, as I did have letters to write and other work to do, I warned the cat that if she didn't move, I was going to get the camera and take her picture. Guess my threat fell on deaf cat ears and she didn't move but I got a couple of really great pictures of the cat.

Strawberry Poke Cake - Gluten-Free Style!

I'm a terrible mother. I have children with December birthdays within two days of each other and I just realized that we were so busy finishing off my daughter's December Birthday Cake that I forgot to make another one for my son . . . two days later. I have been much forgiven as we had fun having a very, very late birthday dinner and cake for him over the weekend. He is a good-natured kid and didn't even realize the omission himself! Strawberry Poke Cake was his choice and I even found a gluten-free cake recipe that turned out great even without the gluten.  It was topped off with homemade whipped cream and my son managed to get two large slices down without a problem! Anyone was a recipe for an easy but very good gluten-free cake, let me know.

How to Build a Pope - Embroidery Machine Style!

 As I mentioned before, I discovered a great photo stitch design of the Pope for my embroidery machine. It takes six changes of thread color to complete and over two hours. Thought I'd show you the start to finish of what the process looks like. The first time I used this pattern, I was sort of worried by the fourth frame and wondered if it would, in fact, turn out to look anything like our Holy Father. As you can see, trust the pattern and the machine as it turns out with a very good likeness.

Summer Salad

Our first weekend of really warm weather has let us know the heat of summer is definitely on its way. In honor of the weather, I composed a cold grilled meat salad for dinner last night. Needing a third salad for the plate, I came up with this one and wanted to share. It was surprisingly good considering the ingredients were very simple.

Celery Apple Corn Salad
2 Gala apples (or your favorite!) diced
5 ribs of celery, diced
1/2 cup frozen corn, defrosted and drained
2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice (lime is good, too)
1/4 cup mayonnaise
1 tablespoon Dijon Mustard
2 teaspoons cider vinegar
1 teaspoon granulated sugar
Good pinch of dried Tarragon leaves
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
 Salt to taste
Just a dash of cayenne pepper

Combine all the ingredients in a large mixing bowl and stir together to incorporate the mayonnaise and spices into the diced ingredients. Taste for seasoning. Cover and refrigerate until ready to serve. If you make it ahead of time, the flavor meld together even better. Goes well with slices of cold, grilled chicken or beef.

Long Live the Pope!

 The minute the new Pope made an appearance, I wondered if anyone would be putting together a machine embroidery pattern. A quick Google search found one that was only okay and they were charging five dollars. I didn't need one that badly! Today, I was browsing embroidery sites and came across this pattern . . . for free! My kind of discount. Of course, I had to immediately download it to the sewing machine and give it a try. It was a dense pattern with over 76,000 stitches and took two hours. Naturally, I didn't have to sit there while the machine did its work. I always try to second-guess the machine and if I sit there and watch it work, I'm sure to yelp with dismay when it seems the machine doesn't know what it is doing . . . but it always does once the project is finished. I'm happy with my first attempt. I'm thinking of doing another one only with sepia tints to give it that old photograph look.

Haunted bobbin box . . .

 Since I started my new hobby of machine embroidery, I've needed quite a few more thread colors to make the designs and, of course, corresponding bobbins for the sewing machine. My husband got  the handy bobbin boxes in hopes of me keeping them untangled. It has worked . . . sort of!

Today, I had some free time so got out my sewing machine and threads to spend the afternoon creating. I set the two bobbin boxes on the kitchen table and walked the two or three steps to the sewing table. I sat down and stretched my foot out to press the pedal to get the sewing machine going. Behind me, one of the bobbins rattled loudly in the box . . . all by itself. Startled, I soon figured out that one of them might have been set in it's slot at an angle and just fell into place.

I continued sewing then got up to get another bobbin. Again, I sat down to sew and one of the bobbins popped up and rattled as soon as I started using the pedal on the machine. Earthquake? That only affected one bobbin? I shrugged and continued my work.

I finished the task at hand and had to go into the entry way where my spools of thread are stored. The moment I got past the sewing machine, the same pesky bobbin jumped up into the air, rolled off the table and rattled off into a corner . . . seemingly, by itself! Since it was broad daylight without dark shadows lurking, I went after the bobbin and picked it up. It had unrolled itself of a length of it's thread so I started rewinding it as I walked back to the kitchen table. I kept winding and winding as a huge amount of thread has escaped the captivity of the bobbin. Suddenly, I felt a pull on my shoe. I looked down and saw that the end of the thread was caught in my shoe lace. The answer to the 'spirited' bobbin! Every time I walked around the kitchen, it would pull the thread and jiggle the bobbin but when I walked further afield, it yanked it right out of the tray. Whew! Glad to discover the bobbin had no other abilities than being a handy, plastic item to hold my sewing machine thread!