Apologies to my Facebook and Twitter followers, since I’ve hawked this over there already.
Why do I support Jamie Oliver’s Food Revolution? Here’s why:
My kids have always taken their own lunch, but this year, both of them asked if they could go through the lunch line. I said OK, and volunteered to help the younger kids in the first weeks of school get the hang of it. There was a breaded chicken sandwich, tater tots, peas and carrots and fresh fruit OR fruit juice.
I naturally started serving up both peas and carrots and tater tots on each plate until I was told that they have a CHOICE of ONE vegetable. Me: “Are you telling me that tater tots are considered a vegetable?!” and the lunch director sighed in an exasperated way and said “I know, it’s not right, but yes.” NO WAY. I gave the kids both ANYWAY and she didn’t rat me out.
I won’t go on about how fresh fruit and fruit juice are NOT EVEN CLOSE to equal choices.
Our family has been watching the show together, and the statistics on our health as a nation are staggering.
If you don’t have kids, you can support it for the sake of our nation’s health care system, and our life span. We have the first generation expected to have shorter life spans than their parents. Who will support the aged if the youth die prematurely from poor health?
He needs one million supporters to take it to Washington DC, and as of this posting, we are not even halfway there. Please consider? Click the badge below to sign the petition…and thanks for reading my rant.
Last night, at about 2:30 am, I woke to THAT NOISE. I’ve heard them many times…it still makes my hair stand on end a little, but the difference this time … they sounded CLOSE.
I’m talking about the pack of Coyotes in the forest. They sounded a bit like this, but a LOT louder/closer and much more agitated.
I couldn’t get back to sleep until almost 5:00 am it freaked me out so much. They have several sounds, and this pack had obviously just made a kill.
Killin’ time is usually when we hear them at night….it gets very frenzied sounding and I don’t seem to be able to get used to it. In the past, they always sounded like they were several ridges over, but last night I could have sworn they were only on the other side of our hill….maybe a couple of hundred yards. Luckily, the Minors slept through that one.
Not cool. Too close.
I was relieved to see both fawns alive and well this morning.
I decided to spiffy up the living room by rearranging some art and FINALLY reorganizing those annoying bookshelves. Better, I think. Still room for improvement, but in case you haven’t figured it out by now…nothing is ever finished, it’s always a work in progress…and anything can change, at any time.
I brought my Chinese Pug painting by Paul Edelstein in from the bedroom and I think I like it there.
As for the shelves, I moved out all the classic literature paperbacks, which was a significant chunk! Now they are in an upstairs closet ready for The Minors first English Lit class. The rest of the books are still filling up the bottom cabinets, but neatly stacked now. Need. More. Shelves.
Going through all the books got my spring fever kickin’…I don’t think I’ve mentioned my love for all things Sir Terence Conran and Diarmuid Gavin… I possibly have all their gardening books…it’s a sickness. I can’t WAIT to get the landscaping finished.
Below is a perfect example of why I never have enough bookshelves. I picked this up at an estate sale for $1.00, who wouldn’t?
Look at it…a nice condition, hardback biography of Zelda Fitzgerald, not to mention a fab cover. How could you NOT want to read that? Have I? Well, not yet…but I WILL. I have lots of these….sigh.
We spent Valen-New Year hanging out in front of the fire in here…eating spicy pork pot-stickers for lunch and Gorgonzola fondue for dinner. Don’t ya love days like that?
Posted: February 13th, 2010 | Filed under:Uncategorized | | Comments Off
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