I hate hotdogs grilled or any way except...except...except...cut into little button sizes in saurkraut. I had it often as a kid with mashed potatoes and peas. I love it that way. I like saurkraut even raw as a condiment with other meals like a side pickle. My late husband spent a lot of years in Germany in his childhood and we ate it often even if I didn't think of it, Mike prepared it.

I bought some yesterday and pulled it out to add a couple of spoonfuls on my plate and offered some to Jim for his plate. He said "woman, you and your saurkraut...i could go the rest of my life and never eat that nasty stuff"

Now that is all fine and dandy but I have been serving it to him for seven years!

I am willing to make it separate from a meal of say hamburgers and fries for him but never had the slightest inkling that he didn't like it before. I told him, he should never settle for what is on his plate, all he has to do is say so.

This got me to giggling. What is it that I want? I come to God with my requests and they are generic and not specific to my desires. I want to be out of debt and want to live in a cabin on some acres and grow my own food and quilt and read and live as natural and close to the earth as possible. I want to live near my grandchildren ...no more than forty minutes away. I want my husband to want this too and use the equity of our home now to pay off the debt and put a sizable down payment on a tiny place...no need for such a large house for two of us. I want a country type kitchen not shiny custom made cabinetry. 

I want an iron bed with handmade quilts...ok i have the quilts but i like variety. 

While I said these first...NO WAY are they the most important things. I want my son radically changed and walking with Christ and daddy, brothers and sisters. I want my mom to be able to retire. She is in her seventies and tired. 

I want my hurting friends' prayers answered. I want Aaron to be healed and Preston Lloyd. 

I am just saying so.