~!~ BLESSINGS ~ from ~ B.B.R. ~ ABINA ~ & ~ BEYOND ~!~




It’s that time of year again….Attack of the DRY Skin! Here’s a natural and cheaper way to help your self this winter…

Adventures in Knottyland

I don’t know why but I still picture myself in a giant bowl of oatmeal every time I think of taking an oatmeal bath. The thought of the slimy stuff all over me grosses me out! LOL But this is not what we are talking about here. I have had eczema my whole life. Luckily it really isn’t that bad for me any more. I just get a couple of flare up a year. My 3-year-old son however has really bad eczema and treating it can be a pain. We use all the free and clear products and I try to keep his skin moisturized but in the winter when the air is really dry it is HORRIBLE! I thought when we first  moved here to Oklahoma from Las Vegas (where it is dry all the time) that we were saved. In the first month his eczema cleared right up…

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The History of APRONS!

The History of the APRON

Remember them? I do, and on occasion I use it.

The principle use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath because she only had a few. It was also because it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and aprons used less material.

APRON grandmas

The apron served many purposes…..

  • It was used as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
  • It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
  • From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
  • When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids..
  • And when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.
  • Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
  • Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
  • Got a baby too small to sit up in a high chair? No problem! Get Grandma’s Apron! The babies weight sitting on the skirt of the apron, with the ties secured around the back of the high chair and baby is what keeps baby from slipping through the leg holes.
  • From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
  • In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
  • When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
  • When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men folk knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.

It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that ‘old-time apron’ that served so many purposes. Do you have useful tips to add to the list?


Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.

They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron.

I don’t think I ever caught anything from an apron – but love

My parents had their children after the Great Depression and World War II, between 1945 and 1954. This is known as the baby boomer era because more children were born after the war than ever before. 76.4 million “baby boomers” made up almost 40 percent of the nation’s population.

Growing up, we were taught to be frugal and save money for a “rainy day.” We were taught to cherish our freedom, value our education, work hard to buy a house and raise a family, and never throw food away!


I have always thought of myself to be a part of the Baby Boomer era. That was until my son and his wife purchased a “mid-century home” in San Diego, California. Their new home is identical to the home my parents purchased in Orange County in 1965. I love it!

I am happy to have grown up in the boomer era, but am honored to wear my new badge of “Mid-Century Mama.”

Yours truly,


aka: Mom, Mama, Grandma in the Red-House, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Wife, Cousin, Friend, Boomer, Nana B’ and the new and improved, Mid-Century Mama..

baby boomers

Today in my daily reflection, I wrote:

Like a tree reaching towards a radiant light, our leaves glisten with vibrant shades of gold and white. Growing ever closer to the Heavens above; we are a living testaments to God’s mercy and unconditional love. Our branches are filled with an abundance of years; a shared harvest of  memories for those who care to hear.  With love from my heart to yours,  Colette 8-31-14

Bless the Lord, O my soul, Worship His Holy Name..  

The Living God-Rescued Me From Iniquity~Colette~2010-2014~


An invitation for more ……  Worship!

I’m just dust, without your breath
I’m Just clay, without your kiss
I’m just skin and bones
Without your wind in my lungs

“Worship is like the wind in the trees. We can’t see the wind, but we see the wind move the trees and leaves around…worship is like that.  The invisible becomes visible.  The Spirit of God moves through us, so that others may see and Come To Him.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Cor 13:13



 Praise  Father God who created Heaven and Earth,
for sending His Son to save us;  for sending the Gospel of Christ; for His Divine Spirit that calls and creates a change in us; Almighty Grace for a new heart; Not for our works but for His purpose; for His Honor and Glory; to Worship Him…

YOURSELF TO BLAME by Mayme White Miller

If things go bad for you
And make you a bit ashamed
Often you will find out that
You have yourself to blame

Swiftly we ran to mischief
And then the bad luck came
Why do we fault others?
We have ourselves to blame

Whatever happens to us,
Here is what we say
“Had it not been for so-and-so
Things wouldn’t have gone that way.”

And if you are short of friends,
I’ll tell you what to do
Make an examination,
You’ll find the faults in you…

Your the captain of your ship,
So agree with the same
If you travel downward
You have yourself to blame


Today I heard Dr. Benjamin Carson speak about this poem, and how his mother would repeat it to him when he felt sorry for himself. 

His mother is who helped him become
a successful, contributing  member of society.

His mama had a 3rd grade education and worked as a domestic. She observed how her employers raised their children, and noticed the difference was that they did not let their kids watch t.v. Instead, they  used their time studying and reading. Passing it on to y’all …..
Thanks to the author of the poem, to Dr.Carson and his mother, “MAMA Carson!”

It’s what I do. Thank you family for standing behind me, offering your advice, pushing me when I feel like stopping and offering your tithes to help children who are truly in need. I can’t imagine life without you, or life without our family helping children without parents. I feel like you have brothers and sisters you have never met. Jake knows what I mean, as does Jordan. But for Jim, Joe and the girls….big and small. Know that you have Sisters-in-Christ who appreciate your clothing donations, craft donations, tea 🙂 and who covet your prayers. They pray for you , also. God Bless you family and friends who have become a part of an extended family in a land considered Paradise. Looks can be deceiving! The majority of people are some of the best I have ever met; but there is an element that continues the cycle of abuse, who preys on innocent victims. Sometimes within their own families and sometimes tourists come especially to violate the vulnerable. This is why I continue to work with the woman with a vision to open and operate a chilcren’s village to save 100 kids from unspeakable acts; to stop the cycle of violence. God Bless You for Helping ABINA, and helping God further HIS PLAN for generations, until His Kingdom Come! Happy New Year!