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How To Make Vanilla At Home

We've wanted to make this for a really long time, in fact, the beans have been sitting in the pantry since 2012... Whoops! Anyway, we finally got around to doing it! This is so easy, and fun- yes that is a bottle of vodka in the next picture, yes Ms. Ruby the little southern lady next store would be horrified.

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What you will need: 8 Vanilla Beans 80-100 proof Vodka  Jar with tight sealing lid (we used a quart mason jar)

Slice beans down the center leaving about an inch of room on either end, cut in half and insert into the jar. Fill the jar with vodka leaving an inch of two from the top. 

Screw on the lid and sit someplace dark for a minimum of 4 weeks (the longer you wait the better it will be). Shake a couple times a week. Yep, it's that easy and so much cheaper than buying it, especially when you use it as much as we do. 

I Have Cared For You

I have cared for you since you were born. Yes I carried you before you were born. I will be your God throughout your lifetime- until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you. Isaiah 46:4 I have cared for you since you were born... no qualifiers, no ultimatums, no earning, just I've cared for you. Since day one until you breathe your last breath, He's cared for you. Every step on this very long journey He's walked beside you. Not once has he deserted you, left you behind, gave up on you, or walked away. Not once has He said you are too broken, too insignificant, to lost for Him to care about. Only I have cared for you, and I will keep caring for you. When life goes smooth and when life is tossing you like a piece of driftwood in the ocean. He is with you.


How many times we forget this. How many times we turn to the things of this world to care for us, to make us feel better, to tell us what we are worth instead of…

8 Days In Germany

Welcome to another post from Germany, today marks my 8th day here. I was woken by my morning wake-up call just like every other morning since I arrived and began my morning routine stumbling around getting dressed, reading my bible and brushing what little hair I have left and headed down for breakfast.


We have a lot to choose from, I usually go with fresh fruit yogurt, bread, and slices of meat with cheese (yes girls I actually put cheese on my bread). They also offer boiled eggs and scrambled, the scrambled are pretty good but just a bit runny. There are also four different choices of juice. Come on people way too many choices for a guy first thing in the morning! Can I just have a bit of everything?


After breakfast we had to go to the banquet room for our second week of training, after a while, we get an hour long lunch (I guess it takes a while to eat a 3-course meal) before hitting the books again. The first course was a broccoli soup, then bratwurst on cabbage with boiled potato…

What Is Keeping You On The Bench?

What holds you back? What stops you from completing your goals, chasing your dreams and grabbing them? What holds you back from doing what you have always wanted to do? From scaling the walls blocking you from where you want to be, where you should be. What's detouring you from where you're going?

Is it fear, fear of failure? Fear of what others may think? Of not being accepted? Is it too stressful right now between work, the kids, and running the house? Are you sidetracked, being pulled into too many directions at once all with glittery promises and big let downs?


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Depressed because you haven’t succeeded and you feel like you are just spinning your wheels? Are the cares of this world getting you down? Perfectionism? Hard times? The feeling that one more thing on your plate will push you beneath the water? Is your life like the waves of the sea battering you like a wild hurricane? Not in the budget? Is it just too hard? T…

My First Week In Germany

Guten Morgen!
Well, it's the end of week one and I'm finally sleeping- you can stop giggling girls they think all I do is sleep and eat.(*We are in fact not giggling because he drug us out of bed to edit for him ~ Rosevine Cottage Girls*) Who is writing this post? Ahem, anyway I thought I would tell you a little bit about my week.

I took your advice and bought him a couple of small gifts. I got him a t-shirt from Nashville, TN, and an American Calendar. I know you guys said key chains and postcards and stuff but I could not find a Tennessee postcard or keychain anywhere and was running out of time.


Everyone has been very kind to me and I have been enjoying my time here. I am trying to practice my German language but my mentor (who also only had one week of English Language as I did one week of German) wants to only speak in English to practice his skills. I must say, he is better than me. He has been good to me and I am helping him with his English terms which happens to scar…

Kitchen Remodel | We Have Counter tops!

We have counter tops!! I'm singing in the rain, we're singing in the rain, what a glorious feeling- *Cough! Cough!* Anyway, Wednesday Sumner Granite showed up with our white lace counter tops and installed.

They came trooping through the living room carrying the big pieces of granite soaking wet. What a day to rain... After a couple of trips back and forth while we sent Mr. Cottage pictures it was all in and they started to install it. Luckily for Mr. Cottage since he is in Germany, he liked it.

All I have to say is thank you, Lord, I didn't have to carry it in. Instead, I got to sit on the couch and watch the guys do all the heavy lifting while I sat sipping coffee and relaxing. Yes, that's my oatmeal.
Luckily it's a warm day because the silicone fumes stank up the house, we ended up having both doors and most of the windows open along with every fan we could scrounge up. Who knew putting in countertops could smell so much! 

All we have left of this very, very lon…

Soy Free Broccoli Beef

All right who's ready for some soy free Chinese food? This is a simple recipe that we all love.

Ingredients:  1 lb of grass fed top sirloin steak cut into slices 1 tablespoon cornstarch or tapioca 1/4 cup red wine vinegar 1/4 cup cooking sherry 2 tablespoons water 2 heads of broccoli cut into bite sized pieces olive oil (enough to cover the bottom of a large saute pan) Himalayan salt
pepper
garlic powder
onion powder to taste 2 tablespoons water  1 tablespoon honey
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Instructions: In a Ziploc bag toss the beef with cornstarch or tapioca & sherry, then let set for twenty minutes. Heat oil in a large saute pan and saute broccoli until just slightly firm, then remove them from the pan and set to the side. Add your sliced meat to the pan, season, and sear on high heat 1 minute on each side. Add some of the marinades from the bag the beef was in, lower heat to medium-low and simmer for 2 to 3 minutes Add the broccoli back into the pan. Add the…

I'm Done Being Afraid

I care what you think about me. I care too much. I see you eyes staring at me down at me across the aisle, see your smirk as I get out of my car. I see your glare and sneer as I chase after my kids- I could let you control me, let what I think you are thinking to shackle me in shame and fear. Or I could ignore you, and find my inner kid, I can chase after my kid and laugh with him. My kids are only small for a little while, they'll only want to play a superhero at the store or tag at the park for so long.

I can let your negative expressions, whatever made you so cranky affect me or I can swing with my daughter. I can pretend to be driving a race car instead of a cart with my little one or splash through the puddles in the parking lot or I can let your scowl hold me fast. Afraid of what others will think.


I'm taking that power from you, no longer will you control me, no longer will I stress about what you think. I'm tired of being afraid, and I'm done. The only person I…

American Guy In Germany

Well it is Monday morning and we are headed to Franklin KY to meet the group that is flying to
Germany ( Even though I live 25 minutes from the airport, I have to travel 50 minutes to meet the group and then drive about an hour to the airport. Who knows the answers to questions like this). There are 20 of us in all. We were separated into groups and then sent onto different flights. Mrs. Cottage thinks that it is so if one plane goes down, the other one makes it and they don't lose us all. Possible but not all that comforting.


My group is headed towards New York, JFK. But of course, there always has to be an issue when you travel, right? One of the group, not me luckily, had lotion with glycerin in it and of course it sets off the alarms. He got frisked twice and his carry-on got completely emptied and checked.  Note: Check your ingredient list on your lotion before going to the airport. Soft hands are not worth the embarrassment.


So, the first leg went well except for the young k…

Kissing Fear Goodbye And Making A Splash

I’m not afraid of water, I’m afraid of not being able to touch the bottom. I’m afraid of losing control. The only thing I can attribute this fear too is this one time my twin and I were playing in the kiddy pool on a hot southern summer day and my sister fell on my back making it so I couldn’t get up. I wasn’t in any danger of drowning mom was right there and she was only there for a few seconds. I really never noticed it until this summer when my family went to the lake. We moved to the deeper part so we wouldn’t disturb the younger swimmers in the shallows. Suddenly my foot slipped off the rock and I was distinctly aware that I could no longer touch the bottom.


Quickly on its heels clawed panic, all around me, people were having fun swimming, diving, splashing and there I was afraid of not being able to touch the bottom and keep my head above water. Pretty silly huh? I don’t remember ever feeling like this before, I’ve been in friends pools and ours hundreds of times and it never b…

Kitchen Remodel - Oh The Wonderful World Of Countertops

This week it's all about counter tops! The mind numbing, detail-filled, contradictory world of quartz, laminate, butcher's block, porcelain, granite, marble we've looked at them all until our eyes were bleeding. Please no more!

So for your sanity and ours, after all, we have to do something with our self-taught knowledge of the counter top world we'll share a condensed version of our crash course over the last 6 months. Ready? Neither are we. But before I hide in the pantry and eat the last of the potato chips let me tell you what we've learned.


Marble - we quickly ruled this option out due to the fact that it is such high maintenance. It's not a practical choice if you like to actually cook in your kitchen. It "mars" if you spill oil or high-acid foods such as tomatoes, lemons, coffee you get the idea. Who has time for that?

Granite - Beautiful and they have lots of marble like options but it needs to be sealed regularly to protect it

Quartz -  Quartz i…

Ice Cream Sundae

Who doesn't like ice cream? This was one of Grandma Cottage's favorites, she LOVED ice cream. It didn't matter if it was the middle of summer or mid-January with snow on the ground, it was always warm enough for ice cream. This is a really simple take on a tried and true classic that is healthier and homemade.


2 Scoops Organic Vanilla Ice Cream
Our Homemade Ice Cream Shell
Organic Coconut Flakes

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Scoop ice cream into a bowl, drizzle magic sauce over the top and sprinkle coconut. Serve immediately!

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Sequins At Sonic

So I have this habit, I like to overdress. Yes, I admit it- a friend likes to say I overdress for every occasion. Think sequins and pearls at a fast food joint (hence the fact one of my foster brothers called me Shiny). Anyway, it's just one of those things that make me, me. Like almost always carrying a camera and loving to go barefoot but owning a bunch of high-heels. What can I say? I'm a complicated girl. These things make us stand out from the crowd like flowers in a garden.

Several years ago someone told my Mrs. Cottage she posted too much "religious" stuff on social media. Does that phrase bug anyone else? Even now I can't help but chuckle. Is it rude to thank someone for attempting to insult you?


I want my faith in the creator of the universe -my savior- so obvious it's like sequins at Sonic. I want it baked in, visible, so natural that when people tell me to stop being "so religious" it's like them asking me to stop breathing. I want wh…