Writings by Lynn K. Scott

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Air Fryer Brussel Sprouts

Published September 18, 2018 by lynn k scott

In my goal to be a good, ok, better vegan, I am trying vegetables and foods I never thought I would eat.  On the list of intimidating foods I don’t typically eat are brussel sprouts.

I made them a couple weeks ago in the oven.  They were ok.  Nothing to write home (or on a blog) about.

When I was at church this past week, someone mentioned making them in the air fryer.  Now why didn’t I think of that?  I use the air fryer for almost everything!

As it would happen, I purchased another bag of brussel sprouts a few days ago.  Their health benefits outweigh my desire to forego eating them.  I decided to give it a go in my air fryer.

I quartered the large pieces and halved the tiny ones.  I used a tiny bit of olive oil (maybe two teaspoons – max).  A sprinkle of salt, pepper and a dash of paprika.  I put them in a single layer in the air fryer.  Set the temperature to 400 degrees fahrenheit and cooked them for 8-10 minutes.

They turned out perfectly!  Nice and crispy.  I did drizzle about a teaspoon of balsamic vinegar on them after they were done cooking.

I highly recommend using the air fryer for these little cabbage-like veggies.  You can’t go wrong if you do.

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Living History – A 9/11 Remembrance

Published September 13, 2018 by lynn k scott

As a native New Yorker, I take September 11th very seriously.  Not only was our country attacked, but my home state was attacked.  My daughter is on the cusp of being a teenager (just a few months from now).  This year, I exposed her to what 9/11 really means.

I did my personal remembrance at work.  I posted my favorite songs, shared stories, said more prayers and felt blessed.  I had friends share their memories of the day.  I printed out pictures for the project I would have my daughter complete for her history lesson.

Out of my five children, she wasn’t born when 9/11 took place.  For her, it was a history lesson.  For me, and many others, it was the day the world stood still as we watched in horror as our country was attacked.

When I got home, we opened the laptop, I had her read the memories of family and my friends.  She saw pictures.  Her mouth was opened and she covered her mouth with her hand.  She was being exposed to what evil looked like.  She was exposed to death and terrorism.  Yet, she was also exposed to heroes.  She was exposed to the faith, kindness, love of strangers and to patriotism.

She saw her mother lose composure.  A tear escaped when we were watching images put to Alan Jackson’s, “Where We You When The World Stopped Turning”.  She saw me, got up, gave me a hug and we watched the rest of the video.  She shed a few tears.  It was emotional.  However, my reality was her history.  I, and others, are living history.  I believe it’s important to impart our knowledge with the the next and future generations.

With a few projects under her belt, we brainstormed how to complete her project.  She cut out paper, wrote bits and pieces of what she took away from her “lesson”.  She arranged, glued and taped her project into existence.  I am proud of her work.  I am honored to share such an important day with her.

I am blessed to be able to home educate.  Knowledge doesn’t always have to come from books.  Use the resources around you to live, learn and thrive.

WE WILL NEVER FORGET!

Phone Safety

Published August 20, 2018 by lynn k scott

This post is extremely difficult to write, but I feel it’s important to share.

My tween was caught speaking to someone on her phone (a rarity).  When questioned who she was speaking with, she lied.  I let it go for a day and then I took her phone and went through it.

My checking her phone is nothing new.  However, this time, I found out she had downloaded Snapchat.  She is not allowed to download apps without permission.  While I had her phone, she received a message.  I will not go into details, however, the message was obviously from an adult and was extremely inappropriate.

I probably should have saved the information, but I deleted everything off her phone.  I went through her call log, but there wasn’t much there.  I had a breakdown.  My trust in my daughter was shattered.  What’s more is her safety had been threatened and she didn’t even know it.

After I composed myself, I had called a friend so she could be my sounding board but also to ask for some help.  I am truly blessed to have people in my life that I can trust my daughter with.  Her family is going to help me by allowing my daughter to hang out at their house during the work-week.  It’s more about her being in a safe environment; which gives me peace of mind.

Later, my daughter and I had a long discussion.  We had “the talk” years ago.  However, this conversation was more about how her actions put her at risk.  What a predator was, how they act, how they draw kids in and what happens if they were to actually able to get a hold of her.

We have had discussions about not posting any personal information or pictures.  How to not give out personal information to people in the mall.  How not go to with girls who may approach her at the mall (should I not be with her).

Our discussion included the dangers and how human trafficking is a real thing.   My world was shattered.  You think you are keeping your kids safe and to find out, a predator, violated that realm of safety.

She kept calling herself stupid.  She was crying an apologizing.  At no time, did I yell.  I explained, she broke established rules and this is what resulted.  We don’t make rules just to have rules, but to protect her.  She wasn’t stupid, just young.  We are trying to protect her, but there are people who would harm her and cause her pain.

Her phone is no longer in per possession and I don’t know when/if she will have it returned.  For now, it’s at least a month; maybe more.  She has been given the house phone to use.  She is not allowed to use the internet without an adult present.  She rarely uses the computer alone, but I added that restriction; just in case.

No matter how overbearing your kids think you are.  If they complain you are invading their privacy, DO IT ANYWAY!  No one is immune to these predators.  Our children’s safety is paramount.

Say What You Mean

Published August 14, 2018 by lynn k scott

I was just having a discussion in another group.  A friend had added me and I knew better than to stay.  I am simply too upfront with people and in today’s age, they don’t know how to deal with that.

The discussion was about driving THREE hours to go apple picking, pumpkin patches , getting baked goods and/or picking up a Christmas tree.

One person said she didn’t have time to bake pies, so she made this trek every year.  I basically responded she could make the pie dough, process fresh pumpkins into puree and make three pies in the time it took to make the drive.

She responded, it’s a tradition, they stop for dinner, get their tree, etc.

Hmmmm…that’s not what she originally said.  She said she didn’t have time to bake is why she went.  Not the same thing.  What is so hard about saying what you actually mean?  This is a pet peeve of mine (obviously, if I’m blogging about it).

Not to mention, there’s only one road in and one road out, that moves about 5-10 miles per hour.  It’s full of tourists who have no idea where they are going; making traffic worse.

There are vendors everywhere (good thing for a tourist trap).  This aids in gumming up the traffic, as people aren’t sure which vendor they would like to stop at.  I grew up in a tourist town.  While it’s cute to take kids apple picking or let them go to a huge pumpkin patch (which we have locally too), it jacks the prices for people who have no idea that apple cider can be purchased for a much lower price elsewhere.

Family time can be done anywhere.  Don’t defend a position after you change the parameters of said position.  I did what I should have originally done; left the discussion and the group.

I need a tattoo that says, “does not play well with others”.  Maybe a license plate frame too.

Back to Home Education

Published August 7, 2018 by lynn k scott

It’s officially less than a week a way:  Back to Educating at Home.

My tween is definitely not looking forward to next week.  Back to a pseudo-routine, new lessons, homework, crafts, physical exercise, learning a new language, formal course (or formal for us) on watercolor and painting.

Throw in weekend field trips, some type of volunteer work or give-back opportunities, learning meal prep, more life skills and it can be a bit overwhelming; esp. while I work a full-time job.

Yet, my working and our home education evenings and weekends with assignments completed during the day, work for us.  Maybe with my daughter choosing to learn Spanish, I’ll improve my skills as well.  There is a small mountain of books for me to go through to prepare her lessons and get myself situated as well.

It is a lot of work home educate (not using a charter).  It’s a lot of work to have a full time job and run a household.  Regardless of how busy it keeps me, this is a special time with my daughter.  We may have mini arguments and attitude about assignment completion, yet, she will remember these days when she has moved onto college and when she starts her own family.

I love the option of not having my daughter receive a cookie-cutter education.  More than that, I love she is receiving a Christian education, with Christian texts, and is able to have Bible as one of her core subjects.

Often times, I will have our pastor look at her text books, esp. when I am really excited to use them.  Ok, that’s where my inner nerd surfaces.  I love books.  I hope my daughter eventually reaches my level of excitement.  She does enjoy going to the bookstore.  I just love reading and if it’s history-based, even better.

One of her projects this year will be to interview various people about their jobs.  While she’s still in junior high, it’s not too early for her to think about what she may want to do as a part-time job in her teens or find something she’s passionate about.  First hand accounts, from people in specific industries, is more valuable than what you can read about a particular job (imo).  It also teaches interviewing and note-taking skills and how to effectively communicate.  This project will span over several years.  I look forward to comparing her first interviews to her last ones and seeing her growth.

I hope you will join us on this year’s educational journey.

Dropping Some Weight

Published August 6, 2018 by lynn k scott

If you have a child, I have no doubt you have had some interesting conversations.  My tween never ceases to amaze me.

I have been on a mostly plant-based, mostly vegan diet, for about three weeks now.  While I have the occasional bit of fish or a bit of chicken broth (so I don’t go 100% vegan or vegetarian), I’m liking the results.  I am feeling a lot better and I’m dropping a bit of weight.

I lost about 80 pounds before I was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer.  This in part due to doctors and their staff not listening to my pleas for help.  After I lost over 25% of my body weight, without making changes to my diet or habits, I knew they needed to listen.

When all was said and done, my surgery over, etc., I was actually less than what my driver’s license said I weighed.  Which ladies can relate to that?  We all know that particular number is a tad skewed.  Am I right?

In the last three weeks, I’ve lost over 10 pounds.  My clothes are fitting better and I look thinner.  My tween then chose to add her two (or twenty) cents in.

It would seem I no longer have enough “padding” for her liking.  She pointed out, that if I were to fall, what would keep me safe?

Ummm…..when I stepped out of a door and broke my foot, padding didn’t do anything for me then.

She prefers her “chunkier” mom.  While I know what she was saying was out of love, I also know I had to resist the urge to pretend to grab a glass of water to drink and not dump it all over her.

I have to work to keep my weight off now.  I mean, I’m pushing that “50s” envelope within the next few years.  If a diet that will help my cancer also causes me to lose a few pounds…heck yea…rabbit food here I come!

My insightful daughter means well, but at the end of the day, I don’t mind looking good, in addition to feeling good.  It’s a “side effect” that I can live with!

Irish Wolfhounds

Published August 6, 2018 by lynn k scott

Did you ever have a friend (or maybe it’s you) that whenever they go to a party, if there is a dog around, that’s where you will find them?  Well, that’s me!  I enjoy hanging out with friends, but truth be told I go to hang out their canine companions.  This weekend, I had the honor of visiting with two Irish Wolfhounds.  There was also a French Bulldog.  He was an adorable little fellow, but I love big dogs.

Currently, a Great Dane holds the record for the largest dog, however, these Greyhound-like dogs, in general are among the largest dogs around.  They aren’t really guard dog material.  Their over-friendly demeanor negates this.  However, sheer size would probably make any would-be thief, rethink breaking into their home.  They are hounds and were originally big-game hunters; including, the wolf.

I had the privilege of meeting a Wolfhound pup about 15 years ago.  He was only 6 months old and already stood as tall my hips.  Granted, I’m only 5’2, but most dogs normally are thigh-high to me.

I look for simple pleasures wherever possible and this was one of the best.  I sat on the step in the backyard.  Both the male and female, at different times, thought it would be fun to sniff and push my hair around with their muzzles.  I was cracking up.

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Wolfhounds are really gentle giants; unless provoked.  The biggest issue we had at the party was the male dog felt he was entitled to a bit of human food.  When you have dogs, the size of small horses, keeping food out their reach can be a bit challenging.

The male chose to take some food off the covered pool table.  The food was placed in the center.  All it took was for this majestic creature to slowly raise up on his hind legs, put his front paws on the table and reach the food to be consumed.  He wasn’t stretching or anything.  As naughty as it was, I was tickled pink.  He was just too cute.  As if a table would stop his escapades.

Overall, a few hours with this pair and their sidekick, the Frenchie, was so enjoyable.  It was something I needed and was the primary reason I wanted to go the party.  I love dogs and I’m more than willing to give them undivided attention.  Ok, so it’s a dog quirk I have; but I’ll live with it.

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If you haven’t had the opportunity to meet one of the awesome dogs in person, I highly recommend doing so.  It’s definitely a bucket list-worthy experience.

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