Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Fabulous One(or two) Ingredient Ice Cream

I'm updating and reposting this blog from two years ago. It is summertime and everyone is busy making homemade ice cream and it's so good and so hard to resist.

Here's a healthy alternative that is quick, easy and so much healthier for us.

Banana or Banana Strawberry Ice Cream

*Original blog here....


If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and done it myself in my kitchen, I probably wouldn't have believed it. I had heard about one ingredient ice cream made with nothing more than a few frozen bananas, but I confess I had my doubts, so I decided to put it to the test....


I also had another ingredient I wanted to add....




Monday, June 22, 2015

Summertime Toes~Nail Fungus Help with Essential Oils

Flip Flop and sandal season has arrived and it's a busy time at the nail salons.

Living life in flip flops sounds lovely, but it's anything but lovely when you fight toenail fungus.

Nobody wants ugly toenails and nail fungus is not a pretty sight.

I know, it's something I fight with my big toenails when I paint them.

The podiatrist's nurse told me that many people get toenail fungus after painting their toenails. I never had a problem until I made the mistake of wearing hiking boots that were just a tiny bit too small.

A few years back, I lost both nails from my big toes. This was after I wore those hiking boots that were about a half size too small. Coming down a steep mountain trail for two miles, every step I took, my big toenails hit against the end of my boots. I had no idea the damage that was being done at the time.

It wasn't long until the nails from my big toes simply fell off. The constant pushing against the cuticle had simply torn them loose. Since that time, I've had a problem. This year, I'm armed and ready with a solution!

Flip Flops aren't the only footwear that show off our toenails however. The most formal attire can include sandals.




Tuesday, June 16, 2015

How to Make Your Own Healthy Almond Milk at Home


This is just a little top note to an old blog this morning, but as I was making some almond milk I realized it's been a while since I've shared the process.

I'm a simple person, often the simplest of things can amaze me....

Making almond milk does that, it really amazes me.

Every time I get through with a batch, I look at that jug of milk and think,

"wow...look what I made from a bunch of nuts!"

The original part of this blog post, with the instructions for making almond milk, seems a bit in depth to me now, I have to say I've streamlined my process a bit.

However, I think that for the benefit of those just beginning to learn to make their own milk from a bunch of nuts(you can use other types of nuts too), I'll leave the in depth instructions just as they are.

After you've made it a few times, you'll find your own "groove" so to speak.

So then....on to the recipe and instructions.


Saturday, March 21, 2015

Don't Let a Summer Cold Ruin Your Summer Plans!

More on summertime cold/flu relief with natural remedies.

It seemed like every summer my daddy got what he called a "summer cold." I think I remember him saying they were worse that the winter ones.



I figure a cold is a cold no matter the season, it's just that we tend to stay in bed more in the winter and eat chicken soup, in the summer, we're wanting to enjoy the out of doors, so we end up being miserable longer.

The duration of a cold depends on your body's immune system which is dependent upon the foods we eat and the fluids we drink and the activities we participate in.

Here are a few tips to help you ward off the cold viruses.

  • Wash your hands often with soap and water
  • Keep some sort of hand sanitizer with you(preferably homemade with an Essential Oil Preventative Blend) 
  • Drink plenty of fluids
  • Rest
  • Eat plenty of fruits and vegetables rich in vitamins and protein.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

I'm Not Single. I'm Not Taken. I'm Simply on Reserve-Waiting on GOD's will for a mate. Guest Blog by Rebekah Capps

This blog has basically been on hold for the last two months, due mostly to me being so old, tired and just a bit lazy. 




My daughter has graciously agreed to allow me to use her honest testimony as a guest blog today. She wrote this as a Facebook post.

Rebekah is a Southern Gospel Singer/Songwriter. I'm very proud of her GOD given talent and anointing.

I know this article was difficult for her to write, but she offers an honest, open look into how easy it is to make mistakes and how to avoid them.

I hope, as does she, that someone will glean some valuable wisdom from her mistakes and her trials. 

Please enjoy this testimony from my daughter, Rebekah Capps, better known as Bekah.






Thursday, November 27, 2014

Sarah Sevelia's Best-Ever Rabbit Thanksgiving Day

Today's blog post is just a little story I wrote a good many years ago. Some of the names will be familiar to some family members....*wink*

From the works of Beatrix Potter

Sarah Sevelia's
Best-Ever Rabbit Thanksgiving Day


From the works of Beatrix Potter


"Wake up, Sarah Sevelia, please wake up. Oh, why won't you wake up? Do wake up, Sarah Sevelia. Don't you know what today is?"

Sarah Sevelia slowly opened her eyes and saw her sister Rebekah Ann jumping up and down on the bed.

"Sarah Sevelia, how you can sleep on a day like this, is what I want to know" cried Rebekah Ann. "Please hurry up. Grandma already has three pies baked and sitting on the window sill and here you are still in the bed!"

Oh, how could I forget?, wondered Sarah Sevelia as she hopped out of the bed. This was the most special day of the year. And she had wasted too much of it already. She loved being at Grandma and Grandpa's house, sleeping in the little room with the slanted roof and the window seat. And she loved being there on this day better than any day in the year.

"Oh, Sarah Sevelia, come quick," said Rebekah Ann. She was kneeling at the window. "It's snowing." This was the first snowfall of the year and made Rabbit Thanksgiving Day even more special. It was Sarah Sevelia's very favorite holiday. This was an even more special Thanksgiving than usual, because she was ten years old and it was her turn to help Grandma bake the carrotberry bread for dinner. She had to hurry, for Grandma might start without her.

She rushed into the kitchen and stood for a moment just looking. She loved Grandma's kitchen. Her Grandpa, Revelation T. Rabbit (everybody just called him Rev.) was sitting by the fire sipping a steaming cup of hot carrot juice, reading the Carrot County News. Grandma was bending over the stove, stirring the carrot stew. (They always had carrot stew for Rabbit Thanksgiving Dinner.) Sure enough, there were three hickory nut pies on the windowsill, cooling. She could almost taste them now.

Grandma had all the ingredients for the carrotberry bread on the table, and the fire was just right in the oven. Sarah Sevelia very carefully measured everything, mixed it together in the big blue bowl, and poured it into the pan Grandma had waiting on the table. When Grandma opened the oven door, Sarah Sevelia popped the pan into the oven. All they had to do now was wait. Which was very hard for Sarah Sevelia to do, by the way.

Sarah Sevelia sat down by Rev. and thought about all the cousins, aunts and uncles that would be hopping across the field any minute now. This was going to be such an exciting, happy day.

Suddenly, the most awful racket she had ever heard interrupted the quiet, peaceful morning. She didn't know who was the loudest, Grandma or the bluejay on the limb outside the kitchen window. Whatever could have happened to upset her Grandma so much?, Sarah Sevelia wondered. Grandma went running out the door, with her rolling pin in her hand.

"Oh, no," cried Rebekah Ann, "look, Sarah Sevelia, that bad rabbit stole one of Grandma's hickory nut pies from the window sill."

Sarah Sevelia went running out the door after Grandma. "Grandma, please wait," she cried, "I know that rabbit."

Grandma stopped running and waited for Sarah Sevelia to catch up. "Do you know that pie thief, Sarah Sevelia?" Grandma asked.

"Yes, Grandma. His name is B.J. and he lives over on the other side of the garden. He was in my class at school, but he doesn't get to come any more because his daddy is sick and he has to help in the carrot field. I don't think they'll have a very happy Rabbit Thanksgiving Day this year," replied Sarah Seveliah sadly.

"Oh, my," said Grandma, shaking her ears.

Sarah Sevelia looked at Grandma with tears in her eyes. "Grandma," she said, "I'm sure he only stole the pie because they were hungry. Would you mind very much if I gave B.J. our carrotberry bread?"

"We'll do better than that, Sarah Sevelia," said Grandma. "We'll just hop over to B.J.'s house and invite his entire family over to our house to share our Thanksgiving dinner. Would you like that?"

"Oh, yes," cried Sarah Sevelia, "I'd like that very much. Grandma, you are the best grandma in the whole wide rabbit world, and I love you very much."

So, they put on their coats, their hats and their mittens and hopped on over to invite B.J.'s entire family over to celebrate a day of Thanksgiving in Rabbitsville! 

They gave thanks for the harvest, for all their rabbit cousins and for their newest friends. It was a great day all day long. After lunch, they played in the snow, built snowrabbits and made rabbit angels in the snow. They had great adventures and made many memories to share.

As far as they were concerned, it was the best Rabbit Thanksgiving Day that had ever been in Rabbitsville. 

And would you believe it, everyone said that the carrotberry bread that year was the very best ever! 

The end!


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Happy Thanksgiving from Patti's Place to your place!


Wednesday, November 26, 2014

It's The Simple Things That Make Life Special

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day and we won't be gathering at our house this year, but rather at my son's new place, which is quite roomy and has acres for rambunctious kids to romp and play.

So, to make up for that a bit, we have five little boys at our house today, to have a "boys' day" at Nana and PawPaw's.

Such fun. Such memories for them. They won't forget these days.


I was talking to my husband, better known as PawPaw to these little boys, just yesterday about how we surround ourselves with so much junk that really doesn't mean anything. Then I realized that those little things do mean something. We do it for our kids and our grandkids, we give them memories to hold after we're gone from this life.