Organic = Bugs included?

It was difficult to decide what to name this post, here were a few other thoughts:

"Organic = bugs --> REALLY?!"
"Ewe, Gross!"
"What do YOU eat for breakfast?"
"What you see is not necessarily what you get, sometimes, there's more!"
Back when I was going to school I learned in several of my science classes that the word "organic" refers to something "living" (or it lived at one time). Some of my professors laughed at the idea of expensive produce because it was "organic". What a great way to make extra money, right? Charge more money for produce because it is "organic". The only problem is that all produce comes from a living plant; therefore, all produce could be considered "organic".

I see a lot of produce that is labeled as "organic" and I assume what the grower means it is "harsh chemical and pesticide free".
(Shoot! sometimes it takes me so long-more than one day-to type a post, and I forget what my point was...)
Which is nice, but I don't love buying produce with insects or insect eggs in it. I am never surprised to find a bug in produce grown in my yard, because I just picked it. I do find myself rather disturbed sometimes when I find insects/eggs in purchased produce. More specifically insect eggs that have hatched in the organic grain I purchased and kept in my cupboard in a tightly closed container.

Early last fall I really started getting into grains. I purchased several grains, and made up an 8 grain cereal. I ended up just dumping some of the grains into the mixture because they were so small. I never thought I would open my cupboard and find the above picture. My boys and I had eaten more than half of the grain mixture.

I was shuttering with disgust when I started writing this post over a week ago, but I am starting to tell myself I am still okay. I am not sure what I am going to do. I can't decide if I want to continue with all these grain in cereal, or just sprout them forever more.

What does everyone else do? Grind grains, sprout, pop, eat whole and hard, boil, or just go without all together...

Nothing in my hand!

This is what my hand looked like yesterday morning. I had 9 stitches after the metal plate was put in. Then, I went to the Dr. office yesterday afternoon and . . .
Voila, no stitches! I am so excited to finally have nothing in my hand . . . that has to be removed.
If you had told me at the beginning of this experience that my hand would look this good, I don't think I would have believed you. I get emotional looking at the picture of my hand below. I am so grateful my hand is healing so well. Thank you to everyone who has been praying for me!
Here's a cute story I heard recently:
A couple weeks ago my son, Brycen, and niece, Grace, were at preschool and all the kids were jumping on a trampoline. Grace stopped and said something like, "Guys we need to stop and pray for my Aunt Sara's hand." So they stopped, had a quick prayer, then resumed their jumping.
What a sweet little girl. Thank you Grace!

FIRE!

I learned today that if you have enough newspaper and oxygen, it is really easy to build a fire with one hand!
Ryan has been building all the fires this winter, but that will be changing! I am not sure why I have not done this yet this winter. Maybe it is because I am not sure if I can split wood yet. Splitting wood was hard for me with two good hands. Just another little challenge to figure out, I guess.

Table topper giveaway

There is a darling table topper giveaway over at Linz Sews. If you want to check it out, click
HERE
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

PIN LESS! (but not stitch less)

Last Tuesday (Jan. 11 th), I had the pin in my thumb removed! I was supposed to have surgery for the removal of the last pin in my hand, but the pin had started to work itself out of my thumb. The very tip of it was protruding out of the end of m thumb. The doctor was able to clamp down on it enough to pull it out. The idea of not having to go into surgery and be put under general anesthesia was worth the pain, or so I thought.

After he pulled it out, he asked if I has any questions. I said I did, then I inquired after my ring finger. The occupational therapist made me a splint, and I had been wearing it for a few weeks because I could wiggle my finger from side to side, and it was not supposed be loose like that.
When I showed this to the doctor, he just stared for a little while (it was probably only seconds, but it felt like minutes). Then, he told me I would have to have surgery on my ring finger. He offered to do it that day, since I was all ready for surgery anyway. So, my husband and I took him up on the offer.

I now have a very small metal plate and six screws in my ring finger. Three in the top bone and three in the bottom bone. I am hoping to someday have a complete set of brass knuckles built into my hand (yeah, I hope you can tell I am JOKING!)

I am taking Eliza to the doctor at the end of the month. If I can get a copy of a current X-ray, Ill post it for y'all to see.

Playing in the Snow

On New Year's Day we drove as far as we could on Kolob Mountain, then we played in the snow. Mostly just the boys played.
Brycen made a snow angel, and had a snowball fight with Ryan and Tucker. I guess I need to find some more kid sunglasses. Tucker is squinting in every picture we took of him. Does anyone have a suggestion on where to find a great deal on sunglasses that fit a child's face?
Eliza fell asleep on the way up, so I ended up mostly staying in the warm car with her. When Brycen and Tucker were done, I warmed them up. It was fun. Maybe we should start a new tradition!