||Pastor Saeed Abedini, an American citizen, has been imprisoned in Iran for over a year for the crime of being a Christian.In recent negotiations with the government of Iran over their nuclear program, his plight was left unresolved by our administration.Use your platform to speak out and demand his release. Don’t have a platform? If you have a voice or a cell phone or email or twitter account or face book page or instagram or linkedin or blog, etc – you have a platform. Use the hashtag: #freesaeed and/or #savesaeed on all your platforms today!What if it were you? What if it was your spouse, son, brother, father?
And lest you think that he is being cared for as a political prisoner know that he is in a horrific, over crowded prison. A prison in the middle of nowhere built to house 5,000 currently holds over 20,000. He is surrounded by murderers and rapists. They have held him at knife point to take what few items he was given. Prison officials have denied him the right to receive prescribed medication given him to help heal internal beatings at the hand of his interrogators. He is covered with louse from head to toe. He is gaunt and in pain.
Demand that our government use it’s God given power for good to secure his release.
There’s much we all disagree on, but over the issue of human rights, dignity and injustice we’ll unite our voices.
Saeed Abedini may not be of interest to President Obama but he is to “us” and therefore as an elected official working “for the people” we want it to be his priority too.
Also, because Iran’s President Hassan Rouhani حسن روحانی has both FB & Twitter accounts, we want him to be aware that Saeed is not forgotten nor insignificant, and we want his immediate release.
PRAY: Saeed’s life and his future are ultimately in God’s hands. This God, is a Father who lovingly gave this broken/sinful world his greatest treasure, not because they were asking, but because he is Good.
The king’s heart is a stream of water in the hand of the LORD; he turns it wherever he will. – Proverbs 21:1
I have held the hand and watched the tears roll down the cheeks of his beautiful wife Naghmeh. She is a woman of great faith whose heart is breaking for her husband and their children. She has been his voice and champion since his abduction. Please stand in support with her for her Saeed.
Please help, Amy
Tweet President Hassan Rouhani حسن روحانی
Contact your Senator (U.S. Senate: Senators Home)
Contact the House of Representatives:
Our kids really love each other. It warms my heart to see them play together and enjoy their time together.
We had all of our favorite Thanksgiving dishes. I got to cook with my sister, one of my favorite things.
I like to try one new thing each year. This year I made mashed rutabaga–I borrowed this idea from the Norweigan Supper.
Rutabaga, the turnips ugly cousin. I wonder whoever looked at this thing and thought it was food?
My bro in law peeled it (it was hard to peel) and I chopped it into similar sized pieces, boiled those in salted water like a potato.
This year our hearts were heavy for our friend and brother Saeed Abedini. We set a place for him and took a moment to pray for his release, safety and comfort.
We trimmed our tree.
Went to the movies.
We have plenty to be Thankful for and most of them were all here in this house this weekend.
It was the night before Christmas, 1983
Christmas Miracles happen, just never to me.
Twas blessed with a new baby sister the month before
My dad was layed off, we were cash poor.
The tele would play toy commercials galore,
I dreamed and I wept, I rolled on the floor
I wanted a doll that was one of a kind,
with “Xavier Roberts” printed on her behind.
I didn’t ask Santa, I could but just pray
I asked my Mom, she said “NO WAY”.
My gifts were all opened, I surveyed my loot.
It was a bible, a slip, a banana clip to boot.
As dad cleans up the paper, my heart starts to sink,
I’m not getting my wish – I’m starting to think.
Out in the kitchen there was a pitter patter,
In comes my Dad, I wondered what was the matter.
“There’s a gift we forgot, one present more,
I wondered who it was for….
You get the picture….
I ripped the paper and began to cry. There she was. Cora Ann Cordes. My very own CPK.
My Grandma Betty, the ferocious shopper that she was happened to be in Chicago at a Montgomery Wards and walked by just as an employee was putting out a few CPKs that were in the back. She nabbed one thinking they would be worth big money one day. She knew that I wanted one SO SO SO SO bad and sold it to my mom.
It was a Christmas Miracle. It really was.
We happened upon an auction deal and bought us some NIB, minty minty old school Cabbage Patch Kids straight from the 80′s.
We want to send you one wrapped and ready to give to your little one just in time for Christmas.
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A winner will be announced Monday, Dec 2nd.
CPK owner and lover, Amy
You choose, a ginger or a blonde cheerleader.
The one day amongst the 365 that we stop and be grateful, individually and as a nation.
Some of the things we love about Thanksgiving;
The youngest slice’s birthday
The traditional feast with family & friends
The Macy’s Day Parade
Christmas movies that night
Saying what we are thankful for around the table before we pray
Watching our kids play and make memories together
Pumpkin and pecan pie
Decorating for Christmas the day after
November is an exciting time of year. As soon as the Halloween decorations come down, the Holiday Season comes alive. Everyone becomes a little jollier, looking forward to spending time with family, planning feasts, being Thankful for who and what they have been blessed with. I absolutely love this time of year for all of those reasons, but for me, a very important day comes every year just before Thanksgiving, MY BIRTHDAY! And this year was the big 3-0!
I can’t really believe I’m officially 30. I’m not going to lie, I used to envision 30 as more “mature,” more established, an official adult once the 20′s are over. But I feel like the same 20-something working hard everyday to achieve those things. Maybe that will come with time, maybe when I’m 39. But for now, I will keep enjoying life as I usually do and this birthday was no different, in fact a more fabulous celebration was in order.
Growing up in the Midwest, my birthday was always cold and frigid, sometimes even snowing. Not the case in sunny Florida, November is one of the most beautiful months of the year. Typically the sun is still shining but the heavy heat and humidity have subsided leaving a nice 75-80 degree temp. So in my usual style, I planned a beach getaway. We went to Indian Rocks Beach, which is right next to Clearwater on the Gulf of Mexico side. We found a great vacation rental right on the beach, in fact our private balcony led straight down to the sand and water. And some of our best friends joined us, which made it so fun and memorable.
This was my type of celebration! I don’t need a big party, a trip to Vegas, VIP treatment. Just give me a beach chair, the sun, the sand and the rolling waves of the ocean (or Gulf). I can’t describe it, little beach getaways like this do something for my soul. It was so relaxing and rejuvenating. And it made me feel just fine about turning 30. I am a little sad to be back from paradise to everyday life, but I’m looking forward to the next month of fun, family and festivities!
I wish I was in 2nd grade again. How fun to learn about the 13 colonies, eat a snack mid morning and dress up like a Pilgrim or an Indian for the day.
My middle’s amazing teacher invited me to help with A Pilgrim Party.
I was tasked with the craft so I quickly pulled up Pinterest. I’ve been staying away from that site the last few months because it’s like a time vortex. I would go on there in the afternoon to look around and maybe pin a few things and before you know it the kids and the hubs were walking in the door and expecting dinner. I had pinned some delicious looking meals, does that count?
I decided that the craft would be something the kids could eat. Nothing to take home and put on the fridge but an adorable, tasty treat to put in their tummy’s.
These are what I picked for us to “attempt”
Sister Sara had made the cornucopia for her boys school snack and they turned out great. Easy, peasy right?
I got fudge striped cookies for the Pilgrim hat’s base, orange frosting, rolo’s (it’s a peanut free classroom, otherwise a mini reeses would look much better) for the hat’s pipe and an orange tic tac for the buckle.
Of course when you let 6, 7 & 8 year olds make them they have a ball but they don’t look like the picture.
I got so into helping the mini pilgrims and indians make the cornucopias that I forgot to snap some pics of them being made.
After the snack I headed down to the gym to decorate. The teachers parents and husband prepared lunch. Chicken noodle soup, butter and rolls, chocolate chip cookies and brownies. An all kid favorite meal.
After we ate the parents and Grandparents were welcomed up to the chapel for a program by the children. I knew this would be high on the “awww” factor.
Taking it all in, Amy
Church doesn’t start until 10:30am.
That gives us lots of time (we get up toooo early) to drink coffee and make a breakfast that’s different from the ones we enjoy during the school week.
We’ve enjoyed apples since September and have eaten them lots of different ways.
The girls asked for pancakes.
While I was reaching in the fridge to grab the creamer for my 4th cup of Joe, I spot 2 big apples that need to be eaten.
I decide to hide them in the pancakes and you know what.
I used the box pancake mix and added milk instead of water. I sprinkled in cinnamon, and dipped my sliced honey crisps in the batter. I fried em in canola oil for 2 mins on each side. We drizzled em with cinnamon syrup.
It was easy, tasted good and breakfast seemed a little fancy this cold fall morning.
Oh and PS. Don’t judge