Friday, February 29, 2008
Hmmm...I have about 1/4 a bottle of red wine downstairs still. That's a good thing. The G-dog's sampling of raisins did not end as bad as it could have. I got my new necklace today (LOVE IT). There are WAY too many girl scout cookies in the cabinets and a little milk in the fridge. It's supposed to snow tonight. I don't have to work this weekend. I can actually think of more! That's a really good thing! Maybe I can actually be more positive. :)
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Was out with a migraine yesterday so did not post. Feeling much better today. These things seem to come up at the worst times. The 3 days in a row without sleep was probably the cause. As I lay there willing the nail to be removed from my left eyeball, I tried at least to think about work stuff so I wouldn't feel like such a slack ass. Eventually, sleep took over and got rid of most of the pain.It's hard for people to get what the pain is like from a migraine so they think you have a bad headache and should suck it up. Wish I could. I'd welcome a sinus headache over a migraine, a full blown cold even. Even docs don't get it. One time I told a doc about my bouts with them and she gave me Anaprox DS...that's pretty much a high dose of Aleeve. Gee thanks. It's not like I was asking for morphine or anything, just the meds that kick the migraine away so you can get on with your day. That is a fear of mine though when I am in a doc office and I actually ask for what I need or tell them what doesn't work for me. Once, I had a really bad neck strain/spasm or whatever and the doc wanted to give me a muscle relaxant. I told them that one didn't work for me (made me irriatable and on edge) could I try something else? They gave me this look like I was going to ask for narcs, which I didn't, just another specific type of the same medication. Really annoyed me. Because I have an extensive background in pharmacy and I know what works for me and what doesn't I am looked at oddly. I don't even ask for antibiotics unless I have been sick for a week with no sight of getting better.
Anyway, I am out of migraine meds and that means I will have to go back to the doc to ask for more. Yea! More odd looks.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Now, the hilarity of the voices of guys in their 30's playing video games, merrily blowing each other up loses it's charm at about 11pm when you can't even read a mindless magazine because of the noise coming from the next room. When your noise reducing headphones plus sleep CD don't reduce that din, at 12am, charm is not only lost but your mind as well.
Now, since I have to work with 2 of the people that are playing and I play football with the other (P is neither) I can't exactly go in the room and tell them to STFU in my jammies. I could however cut off the power to the room from the kitchen fuse box...
but I didn't. P would kill me and start spouting off about the possiblity of blowing his stereo components to hell, blah, blah, blah. So I didn't do anything but mention to my DH that maybe he might not want to do an event like that again if he wanted to live. I gently reminded him that his new job had a nice life insurance policy that I could use in the event of an untimely demise ("death by stereo"...quick...name that movie!). I think he got the message.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Now there have been times, especially since starting yoga teacher training, that I have though about going veggie but then I stop and think about what that would mean giving up. I like to eat a heck of a lot of things that are made with our furry, feathered and scaled friends. Then I thought about the additional veggie products etc that I would need to add to my diet. Where are many of them made? Not in PA. So, by going veggie, I would then be adding to the destruction of the environment by having those products brought to my door.
So what is the alternative? Going local.
When I was living at home, we got almost all, probably 95% of out meat, poultry and pig products from a farm in Honeybrook, PA, Tobey Hill Farm I think it was called(the other 5% came from another lost art, the local butcher). I never knew that people actually got meat from a g-store until I was in high school. I remember loving going there. There was a big pond with an old wooden seat swing, hung in such a tall tree that you felt like you were flying over the pond when you pumped hard enough. Inside the sales area, there was a picture of a cow pointing out all the parts that you could get. They also sold candy sticks in like 20 flavors. If we were good we got to pick a couple out.
The animals were visible all over the farm. They were right there and I remember knowing that we ate them but somehow it didn't bother me. The only time I have become bothered by the conditions of the amimals I consume is when I see them being treated badly. I think the fact that because I also became so removed from the animals I was eating, it was even more shocking. As I came to this realization today, I decided that I needed to make some changes. I need to go local again. I need to see where my food is coming from, animals, veggies, fruits, herbs, etc. Unfortuantely, I did a quick search and it seems that Tobey Hill Farms may be no more. I know that there are other places out there to fill my need though and I am going to start doing some research.
Getting 90% of my food from local sources rather than just randomly grabbing whatever at the g-store and taking it home will take some sacrifice and some big changes (especially for P).
I just can't take being a blind consumer anymore.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Basically, this blog will be a place to unload the thoughts floating in my head. As I get older I am finding that it is hard to remember them and tell people about them later. With the help of my Blackberry, I hope to be able to keep track so I can post later. I am sure funny interesting stuff happens to me but I forget it when I walk in the door at home and see that P is playing Halo and G-dog is crossing her legs at the door ready to burst. The blood I see seems to wipe out all traces of cool stuff I saw or did that day. Maybe if I dump it here, I'll feel better.