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Buh-Bye (Facebook)

Published April 30, 2018 by lynn k scott

I have made the decision to inactivate my Facebook account.  While I have made some amazing friends and have a dozen (or so) friends from church on my page, the ultra-liberalism and negativity of Facebook has become overwhelming.

My life is extremely chaotic and full of serious issues that I have no choice but to deal with.  From dealing with my own cancer diagnosis, my sister’s cancer diagnosis, and some legal issues my a couple of my sons are dealing with, Facebook doesn’t offer the support I need.

I did trial runs, if you will, by shutting off the account for a week or even just a weekend.  I proved to myself, I didn’t need that social platform.  True friends have multiple ways to keep in touch with me.  I started posting more to InstaGram.  I still can see pics of my friends and their children.  I can get spiritual memes from K-Love radio as well.

In my opinion, Facebook has grown too big for it’s britches and I can’t in good conscious support that particular platform any longer.  I have more time for my family and friends, in real life; not online.  It also allows me for more writing here and focusing on what’s important in my life.

I appreciate those who continue to follow me on this crazy journey.  There is definitely more to come….just bear with me.

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Air Fryer XL

Published April 20, 2018 by lynn k scott

A few weeks ago, I treated myself to an air fryer.  I have been wanting one for over a year.  Kohl’s was having them on sale.  I received an additional 30% off by using my Kohl’s card and even received $10 in Kohl’s cash.  When all was said and done, I purchased this beauty at a great deal!    air fryer

I have used it a few times now and have yet to be disappointed.

If you follow my blog, you know I am a devoted mom to my now 12-year old daughter and my husband is Filipino.  That being said, I make sure my daughter understands her heritage, even though she is American.

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Last night, she learned the art of rolling lumpia.

Now, she had me cracking up; had to tell you.  She is methodical in her “rolling”.  There was a distinct difference in our technique.  My looked like traditional lumpia rolls.  Hers…well, they looked like perfectly little packages.  They were a tad flatter and looked exactly like a perfect package.  It was ADORABLE.  She was so proud of herself (as was I).

 20180419_190001.jpg   She’ll improve her technique.  Yet, we had another cooking bonding moment.  As homeschoolers, life skills are at the top of the list.  It’s great to have knowledge of history, able to do math, know some science, etc., but if she can’t function on her own, then I failed as a parent.  I do not have to worry where cooking is concerned.

As my daughter got into her rolling groove, she would start humming.  I’ve caught her doing this before.  She is very content in the kitchen, even if she says she wants to be a vet and take care of animals.  It’s nice to see her so relaxed when she’s preparing food whether it’s for herself or for a family dinner.

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Now, as far as the air fryer goes it makes perfect lumpia!  No frying, but all the crispy goodness that should be there when you bite into the perfect little roll.  I cook mine in a single layer (about 6 or 7 at a time).  I set the machine to 390 degrees and each batch took 10 minutes to cook.  I would flip each lumpia at the halfway mark.  You will need to cook in batches, but they are very hot when they come out of the air fryer, so they will still be warm when you go to eat them.

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Anyone who’s ever fried lumpia on the stove knows your house smells of cooked oil for days after making batch after batch of lumpia.  Using the air fryer, you only smell your food.  Not to mention, how much healthier this option is.  You lose nothing by using the air fryer over traditional oil.  Well, maybe you’ll lose a few pounds…but that’s a good thing, right?

Angels Walk Among Us

Published January 5, 2018 by lynn k scott

I honestly believe that angels walk among us and they take the form of friends.

A few weeks ago, I was lost.  I was having daily meltdowns regarding how I am going to pay for my cancer treatment and medications.  I was shutting down and beginning to withdraw.

I had a long-time friend invite me over to her home after church.  I was such in a bad place, I didn’t want to go.  I told her I would think about it.  She tempted me with seeing their Siberian Husky.  I have unofficially adopted him…well adopted him in the sense he is my main focus when I get to visit him; and his owners.

I relented and asked when we should be at her house.  I grabbed a toy for Kona (the Siberian).  I love that dog; even if he’s not mine.  I get through church, take a much-needed nap (thanks to my meds) and woke up in time to leave.

Standard greetings took place and then it was time to see Kona; who is normally outside – he loves it outside.  I walk out, hear a guy’s voice, who I just assumed was my friend’s boyfriend.  When I say, I go to see the dog, I’m not kidding.  I was so dog-focused, I failed to realize my son was the one holding onto the dog’s leash.  Right next to him, was my daughter-in-law and granddaughter.          20171231_165213.jpg

It’s been six years since I’ve seen my son.   He’s in the Army, so visits are few and far between and he’s stationed across the country.  Another one of my friends used air miles that would expire before she could use them and flew them all out to see me.  I had yet to meet my daughter-in-law or meet my (now) eight-month old granddaughter.

To say tears were flowing would be an understatement.  I was beyond surprised.  Several people were in on it.  They kept me going til the surprise took place.  They knew how difficult life had become and brought a beacon of light to brighten up my world.

I have had the pleasure of having my oldest and youngest together for three weeks.  We did a few low-key tourist things, but mostly stayed near home.  I still have had to work while they have been here.

Walking through my front door and to be greeted by my smiling grandbaby brings joy like nothing else.  Cooking dinner every night has been great.  My daughter-in-law LOVES mashed potatoes!  It may seem trivial, but my husband is Asian and we eat a lot of rice.  I had another person in my corner for side dishes.  My son did good marrying her.  LOL

My granddaughter celebrated her first Christmas in my home.  My daughter and son were able to celebrate their birthdays together (New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day).  I was able to bring the “kids” to church and introduce them to my church family.  My son isn’t big on attending church, but he did so for his mom.

I will be sad when I have to take them to the airport tomorrow.  Tonight will be the last night that I will sit on the sofa, holding the baby, and giving her a bottle.  She can hold it herself, but each evening, we’ve had our little bonding time.  I will miss it greatly!

I am blessed that I have angels walking among us and I get the privilege of calling them friends.

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Simple Church

Published November 15, 2017 by lynn k scott

Our church is rebranding.  This is new for me, because growing up, we went to the same church my entire life and it never changed.  I even was married in that church.  With the rebranding, we are establishing ourself apart from another church that we have been getting confused with.  I think it’s a great idea.  Without change, there cannot be growth.  I am from a small country town.  Even though I moved to a city, I still like my church small, but we all have room for growth.

God’s message is simple.

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After years of searching for my “home church”, I have found it.  I’ve been at Simple Church for about six months now.  In that time, besides being allowed to drink all the coffee I could want, I have met people who are becoming like family.  I’ve even been asked to help with providing refreshments for fellowship after church.  This was a blessing, because I enjoy cooking and feeding others and providing a snack or meal, appeases that particular need.

Having moved 3,000 miles from where I used to call home, restarted my life, remarried, had another child, gone through some really difficult trials and now battling cancer, knowing there is a place, where I am accepted in my jeans, my tattoos and all my other short-comings, brings a sense of peace.

Every week, the message comes from the Bible. It’s straight-forward; can’t get any simpler than that.  Prayers, contemporary music and singing fills the room as well.  There’s a song, “Old Church Choir“, by Zach Williams that sums up my feelings.

If you’ve ever been to a church with a choir, you know they can project a lively happiness with an upbeat tempos and their voices.  You are drawn in, want to be part of and appreciate the energy they are providing.  Memories are created through the music.

Stepping into Simple Church gives me that feeling every week!  Even when I was brand new to the church, I was welcomed.  It just wasn’t an obligatory, “hello” by someone assigned to meet the ‘new people’.  It was a genuine welcoming and caring that you were there.

It’s a church where I feel comfortable bringing my daughter.  Having a tween child brings it’s own challenges.  Knowing she is making friends, likes the children and their parents and wants to go instead of fighting me not to, says a lot too.Simple church

If there are little ones to consider, there’s a nursery for them to play and relax in during the service.

All in all, if you are looking for a small, community-based church, that offers genuine caring and compassion, with what I like to call a ‘come as you are’ mentality, then Simple Church might be the place for you.

If you are in the Solano County area, come check out 10:00 a.m. service.  We’d love to meet you!

Homeschooling: Life Skills

Published October 12, 2017 by lynn k scott

This year, our homeschooling journey has landed in the 6th grade.  In addition to my daughter learning how to take detailed notes, beginning to independent research, math, grammar, science, etc., she participates in Life Skills.

If we were in a brick and mortar school, the skills she is learning might be classified as home economics.  However, it’s more than just that.  She is learning to make grocery shopping lists, assisting with pet care, cooking for herself as well as her family, doing laundry, etc.

In our home, my husband doesn’t cook.  It’s a fact; he doesn’t know how.  I, on the other hand, have a catering and hospitality background, so I am passing my cooking and baking knowledge to her.chicken adobo

Since school began in August, she has learned to and can make grilled cheese, fried hot dogs, fried eggs, chicken adobo with rice and ramen.  She has been exposed to making pot roast, pan-seared pork chops (finished in the oven) and baked chicken and chicken wings.

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Now, to be be fair, the chicken adobo and rice shown are actually for a church event, but it’s the same food she proudly makes for her family ever week now.  She won’t even let me make it any more and gives ME tips on what I should be doing in the kitchen.  If she only knew, I’ve been at this about 30+ years longer than her.  It’s a cute sentiment though.

In addition on learning important cooking skills, when she has to follow a recipe and using measuring cups and/or spoons, she is reinforcing her fractions.

Lastly, spending time in the kitchen will create memories that one day, she will remember as she stands in her kitchen, showing her children, what I taught her.  Life skills….so important….not just in a technical sense.

Diagnosis: The Big “C”

Published October 12, 2017 by lynn k scott

My blogging isn’t up to par as I have slacked off considerably with making sure I post at least once a day.

I grew tired of primary care physicians passing the buck, their staff refusing to schedule appointments (while in severe pain) because I wasn’t ‘nice enough’, being ignored when discussing symptoms or just regurgitating a previous ailment.  I took myself to the emergency room (at an expensive cost; considering my copay).

Well, I was right!  There was something wrong; seriously wrong.  When all the testing was said and done…a mass about five inches long, blocking 80% of my colon was discovered.  Major surgery was in my immediate future.

After a scheduling fiasco with the hospital, the surgery was finally completed.  The mass sent to pathology for testing.  A week later, the report was in:  Stage 3 colon cancer.  I had managed to convince myself the mass would be benign.  I recovered so quickly from surgery.  All was well again…silly me…I knew better than that!

Let’s recap (if you don’t follow my blog)….

  • Father:  Stomach cancer – Stage 4 (passes within 3 weeks of diagnosis)
  • Mother:  Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma (beats it – but passes for another reason)
  • Younger Sister:  Breast cancer – Stage 4 (passes within 9 months of diagnosis)

I now have joined the rest of my family.  There are only two of us left, out of the original five members in our immediate family.   Four out of five people in one family being diagnosed with cancer…what are the odds?  Don’t answer that!

If my faith wasn’t so strong, I’d be a complete basket case.  Have I shed a tear or two?  Of course!  You’d have to have a heart cold as ice not to have such a diagnosis elicit some type of emotion when learning you have cancer and stage 3; at that.  Truth be told, this is the calmest I’ve been about a major life event.  I know that’s God’s grace.

I know He has a plan for me.  I wish it didn’t involve this disease.  However, I have many friends and family praying for me.   I have found an amazing church that has been incredible in supporting me.  As it stands, I have a 57% chance, without any further treatment, the cancer is gone.  Treatment will increase those odds, as there isn’t a test to say I still have the cancer.

What hit me hardest?  Telling my older children, who watched their grandparents and aunt pass away, that their mom was now sick.  Then, telling my youngest, who only knew a little of what claimed her aunt, at the tender age of 37, her mom had a similar disease.

Most days I’m good.  Very tired as I am extremely anemic at this point.  Other days, I’m angry.  I’ve dealt with so much already.  I didn’t, “why me?” the issue.  It is what it is.  I am doing my best to stay positive, especially for my youngest; the only child at home.

My perspective has sharpened a bit.  I’ve jotted down some details should the worst case scenario come full circle.  Not being a stranger to cancer and what it can ultimately do, I am capable of making decisions that I don’t want to leave to family.  It’s unfair to make them have to make decisions on my behalf.

I will go through the motions.  I’ll probably be in debt trying to pay for medications, increased insurance premiums and everything else that goes with having to say, “I have cancer”.

I will not be pitied.  I will accept prayers, visits, bonding with family and friends and knowing making memories is extra special now.  I am also continuing to work on the Kathi Cares Program, which supports local cancer warriors.

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Take a Moment; Make a Memory

Published July 12, 2017 by lynn k scott

I found myself, on two separate occasions, talking about memories.  The first time I mentioned memories was on a Facebook link that was in response to a woman who said she was glad women had evolved and didn’t do things like grind their own meat or coffee, can food, prepare homemade meals, etc.

I was mildly offended by that.  While I was born in the early 70s, I take great pride in working a full time job, coming home to cook a homemade dinner (six to seven nights a week), and sitting at the table, with my family, to enjoy it.

I still hang clothes out on the line and I can a lot of different foods throughout the year. To me, I am making memories with my daughter.  Years from now, she will see a jar of preserves and think of my “armageddon shelf” that was always stocked with a variety of jams, soups, stock and vegetables.

Tonight, I was speaking with my Pastor and I used that exact example.  It got me to thinking, “that’s a blog post”.  All to often, especially in today’s society, it’s a “now” or “me” mindset.  While I am guilty of having the same thought pattern on occasion, I don’t seem to do it as often as some people.

It takes hours to make bread from scratch.  I enjoy mixing some flour, yeast and water and getting bread when all is said and done.  I teach my daughter how to measure, mix and make food from ingredients instead of a box.

She and I will go for a walk in a local park.  We might stop and watch the dogs play in the dog park.  We will hunt for pinecones for crafting projects.  Finding a bench and listening to the birds’ melodies as they communicate with each other.

So, I encourage you to spend quality time with those who matter most.  It doesn’t have to cost you anything.  Go to the beach, sit on the sand together and watch the waves crash against the shoreline.  Spend time in the kitchen making culinary creations.  Go to sporting events.  Rock your child in chair.  Go the library and cultivate a love for reading.

When I am finally called Home, I want my family to have memories that will make them smile when they think of me.  That they will feel the love I had for them, when I can no longer physically wrap my arms around them to offer comfort.  Now is the time to take a moment and make a memory.

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