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I’ve been pondering rediscovering Catholicism. My parents are both
Catholic. But neither practice. My father doesn’t attend any a church of any kind. My mother attends a Baptist church. My parents had me baptized at just a few weeks old Catholic. My parents had my other two older siblings baptized Catholic also. My parents did not attend church either. My mother had always told me that she didn’t feel welcomed into the Catholic Church after she dropped out of school. She was a student at an all-girl school in Cincinnati, Ohio, Mother Mercy School. My mother met my father at a young age of seventeen years old. She fell in love dropped out of school and married my father shortly after. The rumor was she had gotten pregnant dropped out of school and married my father. It was just that a rumor. My oldest sibling was born a year later.
I never attended church while growing up. While visiting my Grandparents, I would attend church with them. The only problem, I had no clue what was going on, I became bored. When I met my husband in high school, his family did attend a Methodist Church. He had gone to church his whole life. Sunday School, Summer Vacation Bible School, prayed and thanked God for everything. So of course when I met him and his family, I thought what are they doing? But I learned from watching them that God and church are important in your life. I began attending church with him and his family.
As my husband and I grew more in love and together, we married in a Methodist Church and had two children. We decided we would have our children baptized Methodist. I had decided I wanted to be baptized Methodist also. In my early twenties, I was baptized, Methodist. We practiced going to church and getting involved for a few years, then fell off the tracks of going to church.
Years later my husband and I were invited to a Legacy Christain Church in Harrison, Ohio a Contemporary Christain Church. We had found our way into the church and loved it. Meeting new people, people our age, other parents, children the same age as ours. We were involved in Bible Studies, Walk to Emmaus, Alpha, Upward, Purpose Driven Life, and many more. We loved the music, with the upbeat kept us in tone. We were excited about going every Sunday. A few years later, our children wanted to be baptized, Christians. They were old enough to decide. We continued to attend church but fell off the Church tracks, again.
I had found different bible studies online and became devoted to doing the studies, praying daily, asking for forgiveness, finding others online like myself, lost. But once again I fell off that track too.
Since then we haven’t attended regularly to a church. Sure we would go for Christmas, Easter, and other special holidays. We went back to the Methodist Church we were married. We couldn’t content, there weren’t many people our age, there weren’t many children attending there. So yet again we fell off the Church Track.
Our daughter met a wonderful young man while in high school, they began dating. She learned that his family was Catholic. She would attend church with him and his family on special occasions. They graduated from high school and attended the same college. While in college they would attend a church there close to campus. It wasn’t every Sunday, but she was going to Church. We are so proud of her. She was confused and unsure if she wanted to convert to Catholicism. She continued to attend weddings, special holidays with her boyfriends family.
They have now graduated from college and living the adult life. Working full time, paying bills, learning to be grown, adults. They are now engaged and planning a wedding for December two thousand nineteen, in a Catholic Church. She has chosen to become Catholic. We as her parents are happy with her making this decision herself. She has been taking the classes and taking them seriously. She has taught me a few things, which has drawn myself to Catholic religon.
As I had been thinking, wondering if this is where I’m to be I came across the book, “Rediscovering Catholicism” by Matthew Kelly at the Goodwill. I’m the type of person, that if God puts in front of you, that’s where you’re to be. So, of course, I bought the book, and plan to read it from front to back. My daughter will be more than happy to help me understand, and I know that my sister in law and brother in law will help me also.

Mother Mercy High School: Located in Cincinnati, Ohio 45224,_Ohio)

Book: Rediscovering Catholicism by Matthew Kelly

Book: Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren:

Legacy Christian Church: Located in Harrison, Ohio 45030

Rockdale Methodist Church: Located in West Harrison, Indiana 47060

Alpha: https: //

Upward Sports:

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Walk to Emmaus:

Contemporary worship:


Bible Studies:

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Little Bean Was Born

Baby Bean

Two almost three years ago Little Bean was born. Little Bean was so tiny but yet filled a big hole in our hearts. We’ve been blessed to have close friends to share their child with us. Many years ago I babysat Little Bean’s mother and her siblings. Little Bean’s mother has shared with me many times how she looked at me as a mother figure. But, I’m not sure if Little Bean’s mother knew how much I looked at has my own. Little Bean’s mother was here a lot. She would stay the night, go to school from here, she was punished just like one of our own. Little Bean’s mother’s father was a single dad raising three children by himself. Two boys and then Little Bean’s mother. Little Bean’s mother and her siblings, graduated from school and all are doing great in life.

Rebecca and her Daddy

As life changes our stories do too, Little Bean’s mother went on to farther her education. Which a move had to take place, this move would help Little Bean’s mother grow as an adult, and learn to live on her own. As some of know, we never know when God has the plan for a little human to be created. And just that it did, Little Bean was created. With the creation of Little Bean, this meant another change would need to happen. Little Bean’s mother continued to work and take care of herself, and be the mother she always wanted to be. One who is strong, smart, beautiful, caring and continues to grow in so many ways. But yet, knew life would be hard, but she had a strong father who raised her. A father who had shown her times were hard, but you have to believe in yourself, push through those hard times, and never let someone tell you can’t do something.

Uncle Jon with Little Bean

It was time for Little Bean to meet the world outside her world that was in her mother’s belly. She had many names before she was born. Picking a name would be tricky. Her mother wanted her to named after her Great Grandmother Ann. She not only had names before she was born but lots of nicknames after she was born. Coda, Cocoa Bean, Bean, D, Baby D, for us it’s been stuck on Little Bean. It was Little Bean who brought her mother and me back together. We picked up like we never left one another. My family has been blessed to be a big part of Little Bean and her mother’s life, even more so now. The miracle has brought us light at the end of a dark tunnel. She loves her Uncle Jon and worships the ground he walks on. Her Aunt Rae, she can’t let her out of her sight, nor can she let Aunt Rae not hold when its 100 degrees outside. For me, she is my bundle of joy, my savor, my grandbaby, my light for those dark days. The hope that someday we will be able to be a part of our granddaughter’s lives.

Can you find the Easter Eggs she hid for Uncle Jon?

Faith is a big part of this. We had to believe that God would be by our sides guiding us in the right path, to lean on him when we could stand on our own feet, to cry when we had too, to even been scared to death, to teach us that fear is part of growth. Sure there had been many times that we wanted to give up, but we pushed through. We had family praying for us, and friends who would counsel us, and then we had each other, the three of us. My Husband, Daughter and I, have grown so much from this miracle. There is hope, never stop believing.

Little Bean with painte nails

For Little Bean, she is now almost three years old. She and I get to spend one to three day’s a week together. She’s grown so much since she was six weeks old when I began babysitting her. We’ve been able to be part of her firsts, roll over, sit up, eat solid food, take her to the zoo, county fairs, our family celebrations, her birthdays, her Christmas’ and the list goes on. Today was a milestone for Little Bean! She finally read and understood two books today. “Count and & Color with the Little Monsters” by Lynne Mitchell and designed by Deena Fleming and Heather Dakota. The other book “From Head to Toe” by Eric Carle. I wish I could share the video from today, but I don’t have the WordPress membership for that.

Count&Color with the Little Monsters
Eric Carle From Head to Toe

So what’s Little Bean’s real name? Her name is Dakota Ann (No last name will be shared). She keeps us on our toes. She’s always smiling, laughing, loves to learn, do crafts, help make muffins, brush her teeth, and tell you how much she loves her mommy’s potty.

Never Know what you’ll find
Our Trip to Newport Aquarium location Newport Kentucky.
Trip to the Cincinnati Zoo, location Cincinnati, Ohio

This is our LITTLE BEAN

Books: NOTE: I could not find the actual book that I have of Count & Color with the Little Monsters. I shared where you may be able to buy one like it.

Count&Color with the Little Monsters by Lynne Mitchell and Designed by Denna Fleming and Heather Dakota:–color-with-the-little-monsters_lynne-mitchell/3191074/#isbn=054514552X&idiq=17917607

From Head to Toe by Eric Carle:

Newport Aquarium, Newport Kentucky:

Cincinnati Zoo and Botanical Garden, Cincinnati, Ohio:

Posted in Spending Discipline

Comparing Prices Kroger’s and Sam’s

I’ve been wanting to compare prices at different stores. I did my reseach for Kroger’s and Sam’s. They each have good offers. These prices are based on my local Kroger’s zip code 45030 Harrison, Ohio and Sam’s zip code 45347 Cincinnati, Ohio. If there is store brand it will listed after store name. Here is what I learn:

Krogers price for Paper Towels
Kroger’s brand 10 rolls for $9.99
Sam’s price for Paper Towels
Sam’s Brand 15 rolls for $18.48

Northern Toilet Tissue (what we use)
Kroger’s 12 rolls for $12.99
Sam’s 32 rolls for $20.98

Facial Tissue
Kroger’s Brand 640 counts for $4.79
Sam’s Brand 980 counts for $11.98

Huggies Wipes (what we use)
Kroger’s 704 counts for $15.49
Sam’s 1040 count for $22.98

Dryer Sheets
Bounce is what we use
Kroger’s 200 counts for $8.99
Sam’s 320 for a $9.98

Laundry Soap
All – is what we use
Kroger’s 162 oz for $15.99
Sam’s 255 oz for $15.82

Dish Soap
We use Dawn
Kroger’s 75 oz for a $9.79
Sam’s 1 gallon for $12.98 or 90 oz for $8.98

Pledge is what I use, but I will share the price of Krogers brand
Kroger’s Brand 9.7 oz for $2.79
Kroger’s Pledge 9.7 oz for $5.39
Sam’s doesn’t have their brand
Sam’s Pledge 3 pack of 14. 2oz making it be 42.6 oz total each for $11.44

Coffee Filters
Kroger’s Brand is what we use
Kroger’s 200 counts $1.79 or if I buy 4 of the 200 counts making it 800 count that is $7.16
Sam’s Brand 700 count $2.98

We use Colegate Optic White
Kroger’s 2 count pack 3.5 oz each for $7.49
Sam’s 5 pack 4.6 oz each for $13.98

Trash Bags
Kroger’s Brand 120 count $9.99
Sam’s Brand 200 counts $14.98

Sandwich Bags
Kroger’s Brand 180 counts for $5.59 Kroger’s ZipLoc 280 count for $10.89
Sam’s doesn’t have a brand on the website so
Ziplock 580 count for $11.58

Gallon Freezer Bags
Kroger’s Brand 28 counts for $3.39 Kroger’s Ziploc 28 count for $5.99 If I were to buy 6 box of 28 count making it 168 count would be $20.34
Sam’s doesn’t have a brand on the website so
Ziplock 152 count for $14.98

Eye Glass Wipes I was unable to find Eye Glass Wipes on Kroger’s website.
Sam’s 225ct was $8.86. We’ve used this brand before and love it. The wipe stays wet longer we believe.

Bottled Water
Kroger’s Brand 32 pack of 16.9 oz for $3.34
Sam’s Brand 45 pack of 16.9 for $3.44

I haven’t don’t compared prices for Coffee, or the drop-ins, nor the candy, or breakfast bars, etc.

I understand Sam’s has a membership cost of $60 you are able to have two people on the membership but both people must live in the same household. Also at Sam’s they check for ID when coming in and checking out. I also understand Sam’s sells by bulk sizes.

Kroger’s has gas points. 10 cents for every $100 spent. They do exprie. Kroger’s has store coupons and digital coupons. Kroger’s also has weekly sales, and 3 or 4 days sales. I’m not sure if Sam’s offer this kind of sales.
Kroger’s and Sam’s both sell clothing, toys, books, and other items. This is based on my local Kroger’s and Sam’s.

I feel both Kroger’s and Sam’s both have good deals. This just depends on what you are buying and what you think is a good buy. Buying bulk you need to make sure you are able to use all of the item before it expires.

Posted in Need Help?

Feeling Bullied?

I’ve dealt with bullying during school, throughout the neighborhood I grew up in, with family members, and friends along with strangers also. I understand there is a pecking order in all groups of friends. You are either, next to number one or next to last. I’ve been in a Pecking Order group. I have also received nasty notes from friends telling me I was no longer included or telling me that I had lied about something. When I would confront the so-called friend, it became a fight either words thrown or fist fighting. This was back in the early eighties. Why were fists thrown? The Pecking Order leader convinced those of us lower on the Pecking Order list this was the way to solve the problem. Now, this was back in the eighties also. After the first two fights, I finally gave up on the group of friends and found myself alone. Why? Well, the Pecking Order group had told lies about me, making it hard for me to make friends and trust people. To this day I have very very few friends or if any. Since those days I ahve always set myself away from drame, nagging, blaming and Pecking Order.

Being bullied while in school, in the neighborhood I grew up in makes it hard to make friends, friends I can trust. I’d love to have friends that I could have those good hard laughs with, friends I could cry and vent to, too. For me, I like to hang out by myself or stay home. Staying at home can become very depressing and dark. I try to find a good book or hobbies to do from home. I love doing genealogy, which I concerned that meeting tons of new people, which I have found my way into a good group of genealogy people. We help one another we have even laughed at each other for silly mistakes. I need to correct myself about having friends. I do have friends they are either far or near. We enjoy each other’s company. I believe the farthest I have friends through genealogy are living California.

The truth about bullying, it doesn’t stop when you are an adult. It can be even worse. Adult Pecking Order yes I’ve been in that group also. More so in a working field. There has to be the Pecking Boss, then down to the lowest in the order. I’ve had to stand up for myself, and end some friendships, and realize that I wasn’t the problem. It was those who felt like they were being left out. I do believe, that friendships can heal and come back together, but not under a Pecking Order. If I want to be Pecked on, I can do that myself. I’m pretty darn good at pecking at all the flaws I have. I’m not trying to sound like I’m perfect, because I’m not. I’ve said things, and turn around and kick myself because I could have used other words. I believe we all have been in this boat.

If you’re feeling Bullied get help, reach out to someone to help you get the help you need. Please don’t wait until you are Pecked to Pieces. Or you are too afraid to ask for help. Find that person you trust, the one you can cry to, vent to, and let them help you. You MATTER, you may not know me, But YOU MATTER. I had been told one time, What Matters is who you Matter too. I have to remind myself of this all the time.

Here are some outlets:

Posted in About Me, Spending Discipline

Working On Spending Discipline

Every year I tell myself I’m going to work on paying bills off and start to save. Every year comes and goes so fast that I have zero in savings and have done no discipline on spending. Saving money can be hard when you don’t work and aren’t to be working due to medical reasons. Depending on others can become very hard, tiring and stressful. I begin to beat myself because I have spent money on something that I didn’t need. Somethings I will buy something I feel our home needs. When you put on a tight budget and trying to make that go as far as you can is rough. Especially those times come when you weren’t excepting them.

When I get in these moods, I begin to point out what I did do rather than what I should have done. I drain my brain from any energy that I might have to figure out what can I do to save money. My first thought is to get a job. But where, and how long will that last before I’m sick again and in relapse. I begin finding items to sell. But in real life, they never sell, they end up going to Goodwill or donating them. I couldn’t sell something free, that’s how bad of a salesperson I am.

I’ve tried everything out there. Reading budget books, how to save, how to sell, how to pinch pennies, how to use cash rather than check or debit cards, and credit cards. I’ve used the envelope system, and that doesn’t seem to work either. The truth of it all is that I had never taught how to budget. My mother never taught me that. And well my father hasn’t been in my life. My mother worked and went to school, to pay our bills. So we could have a roof over our heads, and food in our bellies. But I never knew what it was like to pay bills. When I began working and spending my own money, it went fast not keeping track of what I spent it on. That led to living paycheck to paycheck. At some point, I need to grow up. And get my act together. I’m not getting any younger and for my savings, it’s not getting any bigger either.

Are you wondering what my shopping might look like? I love sales racks, clearance racks, buy one get one, buy five save five dollars so bargains. I can thumb through a sales rack and find nothing. But within minutes I’m back thumbing through that same sales rack to find something for the bargain. The item will make it through checkout, to the car, to the washing machine, to the hanger, and to the closet. That item of clothing could hang in the closet for a very long time. Once I get sick of seeing it, I’ll try to sell it and then give up and get rid of it. That’s my habit, buy things that either I want or think our home needs. Then sometimes they don’t even get used. I call this depression spending. Buying items to fill those empty holes, to fill with happy thoughts. Which will turn to mad thoughts, because I bought it and really didn’t need it?

SO I’ve decided I would try something new. My daughter sent me this: “How Bullet Journaling Helped Me Conquer My Mindless Spending Habit”.
I put it to the test today. I had a doctors appointment on my favorite side of town. All the stores I love to spend time shopping. I started at one of my favorite little stores, walked in and didn’t get a cart or hand basket. Went in with nothing in mind to buy. First stop shoes, Oh I found a very cute pair of summer shoes, the price looked good. They stayed on the rack. Moving to home goods didn’t find a thing in that department. Great! Next clothing, what caught my eye CLEARANCE SIGNS. I looked through the clothing, find a few shirts I thought would be great for Easter the price five dollars each. This was a bit hard to leave them on the sale rack, but that’s where they stayed. I continued to walk about the clothing department, finding myself going back to the shirts for Easter. At this point, I knew I had to walk out of the store. I did just that, getting in my car I told myself GREAT JOB. I continued this with each store. Surprising myself with empty arms when I arrived home.

I sat down with my planner and began putting bullets in my journal part, and writing the feelings, and wants for the items and if I came home with me. My reasoning for buying somethind today? I had seen my physiatrist today, which I see him every three months. Nothing new to talk about, no change in medicines, come back in three months and I’m on my way and I paid my co-payment with cash. I left home at one thrity pm and my appointment was at two fifteen pm arriving early. I was back home by four o’clock pm. That’s early I’m normally gone the entire day. I forgot to add that I like to eat out on these days. I ate before I left, I brought my favorite cup filled with water with me. I didn’t eat out, but by the time I got home was too hungry and shaking. I’ll have to figure something else out. I’ve tried energy bars, which I don’t like. If you have any idea’s please let me know. Thanks.

Posted in About Me

Is it Stress or Is it Depression? That’s the Question.

How can you tell the difference between Stress and Depression? Stress for me can be anywhere from physically to toxic related. I have many things that cause me stress. Here are a few triggers for me.
When I’m dealing with financial stress panic sets in, worrying and what can I do.
When I’m dealing with physical stress, my body will begin to become weak and worn out.
When I’m dealing with seasonal stress, I’ll be very restless, tired and drained.
When I’m dealing with emotional stress, I’ll start to believe all the negative thoughts, out of controlling crying, becoming mad and angry.
When dealing with drama stress, I’ll withdraw from those people or situations.
When dealing with toxic stress, my body will begin to shake, tighten, burn and I become angry. I will pick apart the situation making myself even madder. If I let this stress get out of control, I become toxic to myself.

I have many things that cause depression. Here are a few triggers for me.
When I’m dealing with relationship depression, I begin to hide, shut down, withdraw, but yet fight to figure it out.
When I’m dealing with emotional depression, I become a teary mess, crying when others aren’t around.
When I’m dealing with mental depression, I can find everything little thing wrong with me, it can eat me alive I begin to drown in the lies.
When I’m dealing with behavior depression, my whole being changes, I can put on the many “outfits” of depression, covering up those behaviors.
When I’m dealing with physical depression, I can pick myself apart pointing out all the ugly parts of my body and mind.
When I’m dealing with drama depression, I can become hateful, mean, defenceful, angry, and ready to tell you what I think and how I feel.
When I’m dealing with toxic depression, I can’t seem to find my way out. I fall deeper and deeper into the trap of depression and the mess it has caused in my life, I become toxic to myself.
Where am I today you may ask? I’m stuck in the rut of stressed and depressed. I’m racking my brain to get out of this rut, but it seems to be harder on some days than others. When I think I have it figured out, I’m right back to where I was. I have withdrawn from some and leaned towards others. I’m learning who wants to be around me and not cause drama. I will continue to learn as I go. I will learn how to weed out what causes my stress and what causes my depression. It will take time, and sometimes, I don’t allow myself that time. I have to learn to believe I can do it and have trust in myself.

Posted in Genealogy

Helping With Genealogy Then Get The BOOT!

I had been contacted by a member of site. A gentleman we’ll name “Paul”. Paul had asked if I could take a look at his family tree, and see if there were any mistakes before his posted it public. Public as in so others can see it. He didn’t want to do this if the information was wrong, understandable. Being a genealogy freak of course I took on the request. I sent back some of the questions I always ask. 

  1. What are they looking for? Ex: dates, facts, names, burial etc.
  2. Birth, Death or Marriage certificates?
  3. Spelling of names

“Paul” sent back answers to the questions. I seen a name I knew. Why, it was in my family tree also. I had to get my notes on my tree to compare information and to give correct information. I took a short break to grab something to eat, and settle down to take an all nighter to do some digging. I wanted to for fill this “Paul” request for help with his family tree. Plus, I wanted to know if in fact we were related. 

I did find a few mistakes in “Paul’s” family tree nothing big. Married names as maiden names, a few dates, multiples of the same person and married couples but not the spouses first name. Nothing to big to figure out and fix. 

As “Paul” and I continued to sent messages back and forth, with more answers and more questions. And him wanting me to help fix his tree, I asked if he felt like changing his settings on his family tree so that I would able go in and make those changes. “Paul” didn’t think twice about it. Once I got the invite I went to town, fixing little mistakes and adding information I knew was correct from my tree. “Paul” staying contact with me, and I did him. The questions started to shorten as the answers were being given. 

I had shared with “Paul” we were related and how. As I had explained to “Paul” how we were related through a family member of his and my family member mine, he was surprised and glad to find a family member as I was too. I added the information I had in my family tree to “Paul’s” family tree which would show him how we were related, nothing close. “Paul’s” tree began to grow like a wild flowers. I had filled in blanks, that were empty. I worked on his family tree for about a week, thinking we would work on the connection we had in our families together. BUT..

There’s always a But.. to my surprise today, “Paul” has removed me from his tree, and is not accepting messages on ancestry any longer. This was all after he had sent me messages throughout the day today. I didn’t learn this until I sat down to add an obituary to “Paul’s” family tree. Wow what a way to end that. 

I’m not sure if “Paul” was upset of the obituary I had found, with a spouse’s married name which he had but not the wive’s husband first name. I had shared with him that I’ve had this happened in my family tree. I found an ancestor buried with the first spouse’s last name and not the spouse’s name they had at death. “Paul,” sent back a message with “Wow” and a little more details and that he had a lot of work to do. I sent back message letting him know if he needed help to let me know. But I didn’t think it would mean I could no longer contact “Paul” when I found more information. 

I understand it’s up the each genealogist take on who can help and can’t help, but it would have been nice to know after helping him, that my work would be ended. But.. There’s that BUT.. I was able to add the information he had on his family tree to mine, but not the photo’s his had. 

I have been tossing around going into business helping others with their family tree’s and research, but it’s moments like these that turn my cheek to the idea. “Paul” had told me how good I was at this, and how helpful I was for him, all the words one likes to hear. Has “Paul’s” action stopped me from helping others? No, I’ll just chalk “Paul” in the book as, limit myself with answers. I know that sounds mean, but I feel if you’re asking someone for help be nice about it and not act like this. These actions turn a lot of genealogist away from helping others. 

End of Rant.