Tuesday, December 23, 2008
It's Winter....Yay???
It is indeed, officially, winter. I was quite excited when my daughter informed me of this - the twenty degree temperatures and 25 mile per hour winds hadn't tipped me off. The craziness of December is almost over - just the food dilemma remains. We're preparing to snuggle into our drafty abode and ride out January - while waiting to see if the kids develop chicken pox.
We've stacked up on books - my 10 year old and 7 year old are into the Harry Potter series - as evidenced by jumping children throwing spells at their siblings. We've had to institute a few rules....1) no unforgivable curses and 2)you may NOT use knitting needles as wands. I'm pretty sure more rules will be added on a regular basis.
I finished and mailed the baby kimono and hat to my great nephew yesterday. It's not perfect - but it looks pretty good AND I finished it before he was 3 weeks old - I'm pretty excited! Yay, Me!
Our chickens are laying beautiful brown or green eggs! We're getting about 5-6 eggs per day - from eight hens. They free range in our fenced back yard - with only occasional escapes. We're talking about adding a few more chickens - but will have to screen in the back porch or something. The amount of chicken poop piling up is starting to be alarming. We figure we'll have to cut the grass twice a week next summer, after all that fertilizer!
We're busy with Mid Shore Life Magazine - and looking for more local submissions - if you're on the eastern shore. It's been fun visiting local places and writing about them.
Happy Holidays, my friends. May the new year bring peace, joy and abundance -in all things.
Namaste!
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Knitting? Kno Problem!
Case in point: I have been actively attempting to knit a baby hat and kimono for my nephew's new son. I've been working for over a month, the baby arrived yesterday. There's a small caveat - I don't knit. Well, I've made lumpy scarves - but that's it.
No matter. THIS child would have something lovingly created by my own hands. I was in California in September, saying goodbye to this child's grandfather, my brother. David succumbed to the cancer invading his body just a week later. This child will carry my brother's name - and his heart. I'm so very, very happy about that.
But...I still need to finish the kimono. I did manage to learn how to knit in the round (on four needles!) and made a darn cute baby hat! The first two went to my girls - they would only fit dolls. (I'm hoping this babe's head isn't overly large!)It's the kimono that's giving me issues. It didn't help that last night the dog splashed my "It's a boy" glass of celebratory wine onto the unfinished garment. My wonderful husband helped me get out the stains - through my sobs. (note to self: don't knit and drink - I had to remake the top of the baby hat for that very reason!)
So....It's only halfway done - the easy half. I'm not sure I even understand the directions for finishing the neckline - let alone have the talent to carry it off.
I WILL finish - and it WILL fit! Right??????
Namaste.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
The Un-Runner has been Sighted!
I've been pretty busy lately - but not on the Un-Runner blog! Sorry! My writing workload has been focused on www.MidShoreLife.com - our new website for promoting life on the Mid-Shore! Please check it out - we're really working hard on getting it together!
On the homefront - we have eggs! Five of our eight chickens have found there place in the universe - and the others are taunted daily with the promise of "Chicken & Dumplings"! Our eggs are mostly shades of brown, with an occasional green egg from one of our Americana hens! The hens are a hoot - they follow us around the yard, pecking at our shoes. Sometimes they gang up on the back porch and start screaming for corn. I'm giving them vegetable scraps & bread crusts along with the corn as treats - but they really prefer the corn!
Now....about the eggs. I've been buying free range organic eggs from the Amish Market. I really didn't think our eggs would taste any differently. I was wrong.
O.M.G.!!! I had NO idea eggs could taste this good! Maybe because they free range in our back yard? The yolks are dark orange red - cheddar cheese pales in comparison.They really are incredible! I had no idea. I'm SO glad we got chickens!
Who knew?
I'll still be posting family stuff on this site - but please, please, PLEASE check out www.MidShoreLife.com frequently - most of my non-personal musings will be on there!
Thank you - and Enjoy!
Namaste!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Sheep riding? Bull Hockey!
And then my family attended our first rodeo.
I’ve seen rodeo events on television – I knew to expect the barrel racing, the bronco riding, and the bull riding. I knew, theoretically, that such events are dangerous. I wasn’t prepared for the adrenaline and pure terror rush of seeing a 3,000 pound bull stomp on a 150 pound man. I screamed and yelled myself hoarse – and I’m NOT a screamer. My poor girls had their heads buried in my armpits as they sobbed with terror. I kept reassuring them that 1) the cowboys were professionals, they knew what they were doing and they did it often and 2) they were doing this because they loved it and 3) they were all probably a wee bit funny in the head.
The kids weren’t impressed: the girls kept asking to leave (but we were on the top of the crowded bleachers) and the boy just pulled out a book and read. I basically told them to suck it up – it wasn’t THAT bad!
And then we entered the stupid zone. Otherwise known as audience participation.
First came the small children, riding really ticked off sheep. A three year old child was released from the shoot hanging tightly onto the neck of a large sheep that did NOT want to be there and did NOT want this wee child riding it! The sheep darted this way and that as the child fell sideways off of the sheep dangerously close to the animal’s pounding hooves. The second child, also age three, held on longer and barely missed having his small, unprotected head rammed into the metal fencepost at an alarming speed. The sheep then vaulted the child over its head and the child landed, face-first and open-mouthed, in the dirt. The weeping toddler was carried off the field.
To be fair, the children, aged three through six, seemed to be having a wonderful time. But I was shocked on many levels. One, the children did NOT wear protective headgear – how insane is that? And that’s only an issue after you’ve decided, as a parent, to put your toddler on the back of a sheep (NOT an animal designed or trained for carrying people) and hope for the best while you laugh and take pictures! I still won’t let our seven year old cross our narrow, country street to get the mail – because I’m not convinced he’ll be safe!
And then I realized it was some genetic bent towards “stupid rodeo tricks” that allowed parents to volunteer their offspring. I’ll explain…
The next game was “Bull Hockey” and they asked for volunteers. My husband and I figured it was a hockey game played with manure – stinky but safe.
We were wrong.
Eight men volunteered to enter the arena after signing waivers guaranteeing they wouldn’t sue in case of death or dismemberment. These men formed two teams with each team having a “goal” zone made by metal barrels. The professional cowboys and the bull fighter (rodeo clown) LEFT the field to these idiots then released one large, horned, angry bull. The men were instructed to make the bull go through their team’s goal.
The brain-damaged males then attempted to grab the bull and direct him through their team’s goals. The bull, surprisingly, was not amenable to this task, and proceeded to attempt to shish-kebob the testosterone soaked cretins that were interrupting his day. One man received a slash to his face that would require stitches, and another fell under the bull’s stomping hooves. He was able to scoot under the gate to safety while a team member pummeled the bull’s head to distract the animal from the kill zone.
Finally, after an eternity, the buzzer sounded and professional cowboys entered the arena to guide the animal away. I ceased screaming and dug my children out from the floorboards – it was over! My husband directed my attention to the arena where the men were AGAIN forming sides in preparation for the next bull. The idiots were going to do it again!!!
At this point we grabbed our children and bags and pushed through the people below us until we were close enough to the ground to jump off the side of the bleachers. It was over the children’s heads – but they vaulted to the ground without hesitation - and kept running. We were close on their heels as the five of us sprinted away from the crowd’s roar towards safety and sanity.
I could be wrong, but I’m thinking we’re just not “rodeo” people!
Friday, August 08, 2008
Our Diet: The Cure for What Ails Us?
However, positive change is always worth the effort and the arguments. And sometimes, it’s even tasty!
Case in point: my mother was recently diagnosed with diabetes – on top of her high cholesterol and high blood pressure. She’s not alone. In 2007, 23.6 million Americans had diabetes, 73 million had high blood pressure and 101 million Americans had high cholesterol levels. Most newly diagnosed diabetics have been treated for high blood pressure and high cholesterol levels. Let’s face it: when it comes to being a healthy nation – we suck!
My mother was adamant about not adding another medicine to her already impressive repertoire. An Amazon search provided us with several books on the subject and within days we were reading Dr. Neal Barnard’s Program for Reversing Diabetes (Neal Barnard, M.D.) and The 30-Day Diabetes Miracle (Franklin House, M.D., Stuart Seale, M.D., and Ian Blake Newman). To our surprise, both books recommend similar lifestyle changes – a vegan diet!
To be vegan is to ingest only plant based foods. That means, in addition to eliminating meat and seafood you’ll be cutting out eggs, milk and dairy products as well. This sounded a tad… well…weird, so I read both books thoroughly and did online research, as well. Several studies compared a vegan diet to the ADA (American Diabetes Association) recommended diet with startling results. The followers of the vegan diet had fasting blood sugar levels 59% lower than their ADA counterparts, and were able to reduce or eliminate their medication and still control their glucose levels. The vegan group also lost twice as much weight as the ADA group. It’s important to note that the ADA diet is a much healthier diet than most Americans enjoy. It includes fruits, vegetables, whole grains, and lean chicken and fish. Yet this group still relied heavily on medication to control their disease.Dr. Neal Barnard’s Program for Reversing Diabetes does an excellent job of explaining the disease and the cure, as well giving easy directions for beginning a vegan lifestyle. The recipe’s were simple and tasty, including vegetarian refried beans and Thai-style coleslaw. We were able to pick up all the necessary ingredients at the local grocery store, but an hour drive to the nearest Trader Joe’s grocery store saved us a wad of cash. I also visited a nearby Amish marketplace to stock up on assorted whole grains and dried beans.
We returned home with bags of brown rice, 9-grain mix, quinoa, whole grain tortillas, sprouted grain cinnamon raison bread, hummus, tofu, veggies, soymilk and assorted vegan “meat” products. We were ready!
My goal was to find simple foods that my mother could put together without much thought or prep time. It’s important to start the day with plenty of whole grains, so I tried various grains (steel cut oats, 9-grain cracked cereal) in the slow cooker overnight. They were edible, but too creamy (read mushy) for my taste. I much prefer putting the grains in a heavy pot over medium heat and toasting them somewhat, then adding the appropriate amount of water. Bring to a boil, then cover, reduce the heat, and simmer til done (about 20 minutes for flaked grains, or 45 minutes for whole grains). Then I add various dried fruit (you can cook the fruit along with the grains, to plump them), seeds or ground flaxseed and maybe some soymilk and agave sweetener. Delicious! Any extra goes into the fridge for a snack or next day’s breakfast!
Another book I devoured was Vegan Express, by Nava Atlas. Her recipes were simple and delicious! For example, cubed tofu fried in a tablespoon each of olive oil, soy sauce and agave sweetener is quick and amazingly good, even to tofu newbies! Even my ten year old daughter gave the tofu a thumbs up – possibly because it included nothing green!
Other recipes included Nearly Instant Thai Coconut Corn Soup and Thai Pineapple Stir-Fried Rice (ok, I like Thai food – but she had a LOT of other recipes, too!)
Many tasty meals required no recipes. I threw lentils, onions & garlic, shredded carrots and kale into a crock-pot with some vegetarian broth and extra water one morning, and we returned home to a nutritious, yummy stew! For lunch we’d layer hummus, Thai-broccoli coleslaw, vegetarian re-fried beans and fresh salsa into a whole grain wrap – it was amazing! As good as any restaurant food I’ve ever purchased!
I learned about being vegan to help improve my mother’s health. After enjoying the foods for a few days and reading about the overall health benefits of the lifestyle, I decided to try it myself!
My mother and I are both feeling fantastic on this whole foods approach to life! We have plenty of energy and are both enjoying losing weight without feeling hungry! I have no doubt that this diet will not only help her diabetes, but her high blood pressure, high cholesterol levels and her diverticulitis!
If you’re interested in reversing disease and enjoying good health, I recommend getting Dr. Barnard’s book, as the vegan diet does take planning. It’s important to make sure you get enough protein: beans, lentils, tofu, soymilk, etc. It’s also important to take a B-12 supplement, since B-12 is found primarily in organ meats, eggs & milk. From my own lessons from the front: make sure you have quick food on hand and eat some kind of food every few hours or so. Don’t let yourself get depleted and hungry. (I postponed lunch for an hour while I ran errands, and felt horrible. It took two cucumber & hummus sandwiches, a glass of water and a glass of soy milk before I finally felt human again.) Remember to drink plenty of water! We almost never drink enough, and our bodies crave that simple refreshment.
Here’s to our Health! Here’s to living long and joyously! If these books and studies are correct, we need not resign ourselves to the inevitable American diseases that leave us dependent on the pharmaceutical industry for our very lives. For me, that’s enough motivation to effect some serious change. To be quite honest, I don’t know that I’ll remain vegan forever. I’m committing to it for a month to see how I feel. Then I’ll try occasionally adding milk and eggs and see if there’s an effect. I may eventually even splurge on a steak, I’m not sure. The danger is in slipping back into the American eating habits that are killing us. But I’d really like to have the occasional egg – we just got chickens!
If you are ready to eat for your health, be prepared for plenty of grief. I think folks tend to believe the commercials about how milk does a body good, or how our bodies need animal protein to survive. We can’t live on lettuce alone, true – and I certainly wouldn’t want to. But whole, healthy foods taste fantastic – and leave me feeling much more satisfied than a greasy cheeseburger or heavy macaroni and cheese. But it’s hard to give up our comfort food, and friends will be happy to talk you out of such drastic change.
Why not test the waters? Get the books and do the research (and that does NOT mean asking your friends and family – trust me!) then commit to a one month trial. Get your blood levels checked before and after so you have hard numbers for the naysayers, in addition to your personal testimony.
Join me! Let’s try vegan for a month and see how we feel! What have we got to lose except fat, sludgy blood, disease and exhaustion?
I’m ready to BE the new and improved model. You?
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
It’s Summer – Let’s Eat!
Answer: The Food, of course!
Summer in Maryland can best be described with three words: Hot, Humid and Colorful. We may be wilting from the heat during the day and battling King Kong mosquitoes at night – but we’re laughing through the haze as we devour the local flavor. Summer has yet again blessed us with a cornucopia of vibrant, savory foods from local farmers.
Your local Farmers’ Market is overflowing with red, pink and yellow tomatoes, green and yellow squash, green beans, cucumbers, peaches, blueberries, blackberries, cherries and more! How about fresh free-range eggs or chickens, or some organic, grass-fed beef? And let us not neglect – the seafood! Catch the end of the blue crab season or indulge in freshly caught fish. Stock up on those fresh herbs: basil and thyme, oregano and sage.
Why buy and eat local foods? First of all, it just tastes better! It’s fresh, crisp and flavorful right out of the garden – and the nutrients pack the greatest wallop then, too! Fresh produce loses nutrients quickly, so once it’s been on a truck for a week it’s barely worth eating. Local farmers also plant more varieties of vegetables, because different strands are harvested at different times. This preserves the genetic diversity of our food, rather than settling for the one variety that produces well, withstands every hardship, and is able to be mechanically harvested without damage.
Buying local foods supports endangered family farms. Vow to spend just $8-$10 a week on local foods, and you’ll make a significant impact on your local economy and your neighborhood farmers. Talk with your local farmers at CSA’s (community supported agriculture) and Farmer’s Markets. These folks have a wealth of information that they’re happy to share – just ask! Easy recipes, information about a vegetable you’ve never tried, storage techniques: they’ll have answers!
Buying locally also reduces your own carbon footprint, as most food is transported an average of 1300 miles before it graces your table. Now let your mind envision the large, powerful corporations that make the storage and transport of your food possible. Should your precious food dollars support these environmental nightmares or might they be better used supporting your local community?
I know….it’s work. It means changing our routine and our entire thought process about our daily bread. We’ve all been sucked into believing the television commercials – that eating the processed, packaged food from South America gives us more time and allows us to live the American Dream.
But let’s review where that dream has led us. As a Nation we’re grossly overweight and pathetically unhealthy. Diabetes, heart disease and high blood pressure are common afflictions leading to our support of another mega-industry – pharmaceutical. (don’t worry, that’s a rant for another day). In our grandparents generation families gathered in the kitchen and at the table – and talked as they prepared and enjoyed their foods. Today we collapse in front of the television, usually in different rooms. Something’s missing.
It’s time to re-think the American Dream.
It’s time to nourish and care for:
- our bodies
- our families
- our communities
- our nation
- our world
We can’t do everything at once – but we can commit to gradual, consistent change. For now, let’s start by buying – and eating - a few local food products each week. Go to your local Farmers’ Market or Amish Marketplace. Discover the indescribable taste of quality and freshness. Your world – and your health – may never be the same.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
The Un-Runner Has Left the Driveway!
In my current quest for a doable routine that allows me to juggle the many, many plates in my life - I've gotten back to running! I've read that many, many successful people run every morning. Since I WILL be successful, I must run every morning - yes?
In an effort of full disclosure - it hasn't been EVERY morning - I tend to walk more than I run - and this morning's run got cut quite short because it had gotten waaaay too hot before I made it away from the computer and out onto the street. However - I AM making progress!
I really applaud you folks who manage to run 20 miles (Go Amy!) or bike 60. I won't be joining you, however. I'll hold down the homefront - educating the children, figuring out new ways to cook zucchini, and making sure we have plenty of iced tea! (ok - I'm also writing a book, running a writing & public speaking career, and organizing quite a few things for the local homeschooling population - but you get the idea. Most of these things do NOT require sweating.)
To be fair, my proudest accomplishment of the week: my children are doing daily household chores! Honest! The six year old vacuumed this morning and took care of the dogs, the nine & ten year olds cared for the cats & chickens then cleaned tables & emptied trash. And THEN they worked on their bedrooms! What manifested this miracle, you ask? I made a chart. Yup. Didn't even promise them anything for doing the work, just said we were ALL going to contribute to the household - a little bit every day. I don't know how long it will last - but for now it's working! (we're all a little routine challenged in this happy home)
So...we're all trying the new routines. Unfortunately, I always wear out BEFORE my schedule says it's rest time. In fact, it's now time for me to oversee the education portion of our day - and I'm not sure what we're doing yet. As Robert Frost said:
I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep.
ZZZZZZZZ...
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Got Chickens?
We do! Our eight little peeps arrived last month and have settled in nicely, thank you ! We have four different breeds - Rhode Island Red & Barred Rock (known for their prolific brown eggs), Americana (lays green/blue eggs and are very social) and Partridge Cochin (absolutely beautiful, with feathered feet!).
In another three months we should have daily fresh eggs - and they should continue to lay for 3-5 years. I'm not very clear on what will happen after that - they usually become dinner, but my children have been very, very vocal about that NOT being an option. I wasn't that concerned until I discovered that chickens can live 20-30 YEARS!!!! Are you kidding me? I think I prefer hamsters with their three year lifespan - MUCH more doable! Too bad they don't lay eggs.
Anyway, we now have a garden (and zucchini) and chickens. What's next, you ask?
Well, does anyone know anything about pygmy milk goats? (Just think, milk, butter, cheese, ice cream........)
Yup - I have issues!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Sun Salutation
I am attributing my current earth goddess success to my new morning ritual, which I began in early March. Every day around dawn I trek out back to the edge of our property and look out over the wheat field and watch the sun rise.
I stretch, then pause, then take three deliberate steps. The first step is into the moment – I notice the sights, sounds, smells and textures that surround me. The dampness of the dawn, the chilly breeze that raises goose pimples on my bare arms.
Next, I step into myself. I remind myself of my gifts, my strengths and my talents. I affirm that I am capable of turning around any situation, as long as my vision remains positive and strong. I remind myself how wonderful it is to be me – and I fortunate I am to greet another incredible day. I focus on abundance in my life; abundant love, abundant opportunities, abundant resources. I smile with the absolute knowledge that I am exactly where I need to be at this time in my life.
Finally, I step into the uncertainties that the day may bring. I again acknowledge that I can successfully handle anything that comes my way. I open myself up to the gift of surprise. I breathe in the new day.
I like my daily sun salutation - it empowers me for the day ahead. And let's be honest - we can all use some help during the day!
Enjoy!
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Gone to the Birds
Yup…it must be spring – I’ve got chickens on the brain – again!
Please note – I am NOT a country gal. I grew up in mainstream suburbia with the requisite dogs, cats, hamsters and occasional turtle or snake (THAT one didn’t stay for long!). But my dreams were filled with visions of horses and goats and alpacas and chickens.
About five years ago we moved from a bustling suburb of DC to a country town on MD’s Eastern Shore – with an entire 1/3 of an acre to call our own. We signed several papers regarding our – and our neighbors – “right to farm”. Wisely, with three children aged five and younger and two dogs, I suspected I had all the livestock I could handle!
But the days continue to pass. The children are older, and actually help out around the house. The two dogs have been joined by three cats (country – old house – mice!) and although we’ve seen snakes in and around our home – we haven’t named them! My middle child is as animal crazy as my younger self and dreams of horses and goats and chickens – and more horses!
I’ve been considering adding a small flock of laying hens to our backyard for several years now – but was told I was nuts. This year the husband and kids have agreed it’s a great idea AND I’ve found three other intellectually challenged womyn who have agreed to split an order of chickens with me! The minimum order from most hatcheries is 15-25 – and that sounds like a LOT of chicken poop! Four to six seems MUCH more doable.
But…there’s SO much to consider:
Breeds:
The tiny bantam breeds are adorable – and MUCH easier to handle. Many of the standard breeds are now available in the miniature version. However – the eggs are tinier, needing 3-4 eggs to replace 2 standard eggs AND they are only sold straight run (male & female mixed together). I really have no use for roosters. I want eggs, I’m not willing to cull the males to my freezer, and I’m pretty sure my neighbors wouldn’t be very excited about several crowing roosters. So…no bantams for now.
The choice of breeds for standard sized chickens is overwhelming. Do you want chocolate brown eggs? Go for the Maran, a breed developed in France in the mid 1800’s. Light blue or green eggs? You want the Araucana, a spirited, comical bird named from the Indian tribe of Chile where they were first discovered. The Speckled Sussex lays warm brown eggs and is known for being gentle with children (my daughter has named her still imaginary Sussex, Brownie).
The prolific layers are the Leghorn (remember the cartoon, Foghorn Leghorn?) for white eggs and Rhode Island Reds for brown eggs. Because they lay the most eggs, they are found in most of the commercial chicken houses. Many backyard poultry folks prefer to shelter the heritage breeds rather than the commercial choices.
I’m attempting to find the right combination of egg-laying ability and personality to stock my backyard flock. Many breeds are skittish or aggressive – and I want these critters to follow my kids around when given the opportunity!
This leads to Chicken Coop Design issues:
Forget the old stationary chicken coop with the tall fencing and the permanently bare ground! Today’s backyard farmers are all about the chicken tractor – a movable chicken coop and run. By relocating the run every few days (depending on the number of birds) your birds keep your lawn picked free of bugs and weeds, and add their nitrogen rich “compost” to your lawn! Best of all, your yard doesn’t get trampled into dirt! The designs for these chicken tractors are as varied as the chickens they contain. Larger farms may use an actual tractor to haul them around, but the backyard farmer usually can roll his smaller contraption without too much hassle. Most designs include an attached run which may be completely enclosed, totally protecting your birds from predators. A friend uses a movable electric fence around her small coop, which effectively keeps all land predators at bay, although her birds are still at risk to airborne attacks. (she doesn’t want to end up with a flock of geriatric non-laying pets, so the process of natural elimination works for her!)
Did you catch the part about chickens eating bugs? I’m really looking forward to that part, particularly mosquito-eating chickens! (wonder if that’s a separate breed???). I hate mosquitoes. Unfortunately – they LOVE me. I must taste like chicken.
And…if my future chickens do NOT eliminate the mosquito problem…
Apparently Native Americans would coat their bodies with bear grease – which would insulate them against harsh weather AND protect them from mosquitoes! I’m a little low on bear grease – but I have some Crisco in the back of a cabinet – and I’m NOT afraid to try it!
Namaste.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
The Snake Whisperer
Maybe it’s not the country life – maybe it’s me. I have a history with snakes.
It all began when I was ten – and a boy in our church brought me a small milk snake as a pet. At my mother’s urging, I carried the snake to my father to ask permission to keep it. Of course, my father was a minister and was in an Adboard meeting with a roomful of nicely dressed church folks. Who knew old people could run that fast???
In graduate school I rented a room from a girlfriend – a newly single mom. We lovingly referred to her suburban home as “Hell House” – and never was an abode more aptly named. For two years we shared such travesties as exterior doors that refused to open – simultaneously (try explaining THAT to your boss), electrical fires, deranged squirrels, cats in the walls, a raining lamp, flooded basement – and bombardier snake.
It started innocently enough. My friend and I were returning home after a strenuous day of bargain hunting; she went to the clothesline and I went to the back door. As I started to open the door, a shadow appeared above me. I ducked and screamed as a snake fell from overtop the door, caught itself on the metal railing - then raised its head and flicked its tongue at me!
To this day, my girlfriend swears I saved her life, “Because if the snake had fallen on ME – I’d have dropped dead from a heart attack!” She lived in the house another 10 years or so – and NEVER did either of us enter the house without first stepping back and looking up (and try explaining THAT to strangers!).
When we first moved to our home in the country we piled boxes of belongings in the front room until we had done necessary repairs. One day my four-year old daughter came through the front hall and started screaming – the bad kind of scream that makes your heart clench and your hand start dialing 911. I ran to her – and almost collided with a large black snake winding its way through my hallway. The snake – not liking the loud noise - was trying to hide by going under the door to the front room which we had filled with our boxes.
Now – my husband was terrified of snakes (he’s better now). I mean deep, unreasonable petrifying fear. I knew that if the snake got into the front room we would A) never find it and B) my husband would torch the house. Without thinking (and while screaming) I grabbed the snake by the tail and yanked it back from the door, dropping it when it turned to strike me. Several times this comedy of terror continued – with the snake getting more and more angry – until I was able to open the front door and swing the snake outside, where it disappeared under the house. I later found that a trap door in the closet floor was open, making easy access from below. Of course, once I realized how many mice find their way into a 1900’s country house I was wishing I had let the snake live indoors!
Snakes are my friends, now. We have an agreement. They don’t drop on me from above, and I respect their place in the universe. Last year I was somewhat dressed up for a 50th Anniversary party – hose, black high heels, black sheath dress, etc. As we started to pile in the car I noticed a large black snake by the front tire – possibly the same snake I had thrown from the house years before. I walked to the front porch and stood there, watching the snake and talking to it. The snake left the car and slithered right towards me, up on to the porch, then circling around my foot and going through my high heeled shoe! It paused – just for a moment – then disappeared through the porch boards under the house. My husband’s still mad he didn’t get a picture of it!
It was a wonderful moment – but not an incident I would have welcomed in my younger years. I am…slowly…but FINALLY…growing into the womyn I always meant to be!
Monday, April 07, 2008
Sniff??? It must be Spring!
Of course, since we live in farm country, I must wait until all of the nasty, smelly disgusting chemicals and fertilizers are absorbed into the fields. Last week it was sunny and lovely, but we hid inside with everything closed because the air outside hurt our lungs. Some days it just stinks - but this one actually hurt. It scares me.
Just what are they putting on our foods and into our water supply? (I'm not glowing green yet, am I???) We were traveling down the road past many, many fields of various crops, when we came upon a large crop of rye grass - neon yellow. Now, for those city slickers among us, rye grass IS green - SHOULD be green. And really, neon is NEVER a good color in nature.
We're on the Eastern Shore, so everything goes into the Chesapeake Watershed. Scary, isn't it? Should I mention that the cancer rates around here are alarmingly high?
I'm sure it's just a coincidence, right? I mean - our government would NEVER allow us to be poisoned in the name of economics and money. Uh huh.
So...I'm determined to grow my own vegetable garden this year. Organic veggies, fresh from the ground - growing within 10 feet of a commercial crop with all the stinky stuff it can hold. Want to lay odds my veggies are as polluted as the neighboring field?
Hmmm...so much for simple purity of country living!
Enjoy!
Monday, February 18, 2008
Have You Seen My Brain???
Really.
I have proof.
For the last 2+ days I've been sitting here mindlessly following links and reading blogs and filling out forms. It began Saturday, when I happened onto a blog, Thrifty Florida Mom, who talked about buying all kinds of groceries and drug store items for little or no money! Really!
Twenty-four hours later I have checked out about fifty different sites and stores and applied for several bonus cards. I've also printed about 20 pages worth of coupons. (and then went to Food Lion and got Eggo Waffles and 2 kinds of tissues for pennies!!)
Of course, then I needed a coupon organizer, and that necessitated about 10 more online stores, then another hour trying to make my own, then a trip to Roses to purchase said coupon holder for $2.00. Later today I plan to visit at least 2 different drugstores and another Food Lion (for more whole grain waffles).
Yup - I have issues.
It gets worse. This morning, following some link on a blog, I arrived at Slick Deals. There I followes ALL kinds of links and eventually started filling out forms to get free stuff (the USB bracelet should arrive shortly). Then - without any conscious thought - I began filling out survey forms to earn points towards Amazon gift cards.
Several hours later, after being caught in a never-ending form, I woke up.
OMG!!!
Shouldn't computers come with an UNDO button???
So.....to recap:
I now have 120 coupons with more arriving daily, many bonus cards, and 2.7 million emails, snail mail and probably phone calls from people who want me to buy their crappy goods. Does that about wrap it up???
I've spent the last two hours digging out the house, doing laundry, dishes and general de-cluttering. This is the FIRST I've written - in days.
Beating myself up now...
Monday, February 11, 2008
The Downside of Being a Grown-up
Let's see...five things I've been horrified to learn:
1. Animals are MUCH more fun when my mother is cleaning up after them.
2. Toilets are NOT self-cleaning.
3. Doing the best for your children usually requires delaying what's best for YOU!
4. Household bills - and grocery bills - increase at a terrifying rate.
5. Grown-ups are not supposed to wrap themselves in blankies and hide under the dining room table - at least not for long!
In case you hadn't figured it out - this will NOT be one of my hoo-rah inspiring entries. Why not, you ask?
1. It's Monday. [see older posts for THAT horror]
2. It's 10 degrees and windy - and that's inside!
3. I was at the Super Wal-Mart grocery shopping on Saturday AND Sunday - UGH!
4. I paid the bills. Now the goal is to spend NO money for the next two weeks.
5. I have no wine. :(
Pretty pathetic, isn't it? I have a hard time being productive when I'm cold. Now I DID manage to make tea and hominy (started THAT last night), homeschool three children, catch up with friends & family AND send out a writing proposal. I was feeling....ok. And then I paid bills.
Ignorance certainly IS bliss. (though it leads to stupid choices)
All right - enough is enough! Time to put on some good music & dance! Maybe have a special cup of Harney tea - and make a pot of potato-leek soup! And THEN wrap up in a blankie in my chair and read a book!
After all - tomorrow is another day! (with apologies to Margaret Mitchell)
Thursday, February 07, 2008
If it's Thursday it must be Barley...
I've also - quite frequently - taken some cracked 9-grain blend & cooked it - then stirred in wheat germ and crushed flax seed. Then I serve it with plain yogurt (from the Amish market), honey and dried cranberries. Delicious! At least to me.
Tonight's dinner is almost vegetarian chili (I had a wee bit of sausage in the fridge)and cornbread.
My husband's not sure he's going to survive this - he really prefers cheeseburgers. Did I mention I put barley in the chili? I'm hoping my husband doesn't notice. I've been cooking with barley a lot. Everyone still hates it. They'll eventually get used to the flavors - right???
I guess only time will tell.
Speaking of time - my baby has his first loose tooth - he's very excited. He's six and a half - so he's past due. Do other six year old's swing back and forth between being absolutely delighful and so outright defiant you want to mail them to Mexico??? Or am I just lucky???
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Dancing Womyn
January has been an amazing month for me - I'm finally reconnecting to the Universe and finding my place and my voice. I'm working on unleasing my creativity - and sharing the results with the world.
I've made a door quilt to help insulate our living room, a quilt square for a friend's mother's blessingway, and many delicious, healthy meals {note: children may disagree with the last statement}.
Even better, I'm writing - a LOT. I have a regular post on Donne Tempo, an online womyn's magazine; I'm writing a tween's fiction novel - and researching the Civil War on the Eastern Shore for the book; AND....I wrote a song. Yup - ME! Actually, I used to write songs, but never really did anything with them. This time I'm lining up musicians and seeking options. I'll eventually record it to share with you!
Oh, AND...the picture of the dancing womyn? I DREW that!!! (and I don't draw!!!) My wonderful husband took the picture of the moon in our backyard, and superimposed the dancing womyn on it. The words are from my song - it sounds better put to music!
One month down - many to go. Isn't life a wonderful journey?
Namaste.
Monday, January 07, 2008
Happy New Year!
Well, ok, maybe not. But I DID get through the holidays without losing sanity, friends, children or my temper! Of course, everyone immediately became ill as soon as Christmas was over. I'm thinking all the yummy baking I did wasn't that helpful to our immune systems.
The good news...it's WARM today! That 1900 house I call home is NOT cold weather friendly. Not to mention, the electric company annoyed me - and I now refuse to give them any more of our money than absolutely necessary! Except for the bathrooms - we're heating the house with the woodstove. Even when it hit 10 degrees F. (I did buy long underwear - to wear in the living room) It's funny, the cold doesn't bother the kids at all - they'll go around with bare feet!!! (can you say, "insane"???) Me, my feet arrive a good two minutes before the rest of me, I have on so many socks! Our rat terrier, Jadzia, is worse than I am. She starts giving me "the LOOK" at soon as it drops below 70. You know, the face that says, "If you really loved me, we'd move to California!!!"
At any rate - it's now 2008! Here's to finding ourselves and our strengths, and creating our best life!
Namaste!