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10 Awkward Moments in Homeschooling & A New Give-Away!

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10 Awkward Moments in HomeschoolingAccording to the most recent census about 3% of American children are homeschooled. It’s a growing movement, to be certain, but still far from “the norm.”  Many, if not most, people in this country live their whole lives without even ever meeting a homeschool family. Therefore their perceptions are based on those folks “on the fringe” who end up on the evening news or Dr. Phil talking about how they are proud that their 15 year old has never read any book other than the Bible and they don’t believe in girls learning math.

The reality is that homeschooling families are pretty much everyone else. There are good days and bad. There are success stories and failures. There are some people who are just fabulously cool and some who are truly odd.

Still, when you are approaching such a major part of life in a way that is different than the way 97% of those around you are doing it, there are bound to be some awkward moments.

10 Awkward Moments in Homeschooling

1. The moment when someone knocks on the door, unexpectedly, at 1pm and you realize no one can answer it because the entire family is still in their PJs and/or underwear.

We’ve been learning, I swear! In fact, we were so busy learning we forgot to put on pants.

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2. The moment when your child is asked where they go to school and they just stand there, staring at the person like a deer caught in the headlights.

I’m never sure why they don’t just say, “I’m homeschooled.” This, of course, does little to dispel the “weird unsocialized homeschooler” myth.

3. The moment when you’re asked what grade your child is in and you can picture all of their books and lists – 3rd grade math, 9th grade reading, 5th grade science, and a coloring book from 2009 they just won’t give up on until every corner is fabulous – and you realize you have no idea what grade they’re actually in without consulting your records.

This is the parent version of #2.

Come to think of it, maybe that’s why the kids can’t answer that question. Maybe they’re thinking, “I go to school in the dining room, the car, my mom’s office at work, the park, the local grange building…”

4. The moment when someone asks your child, “How long did you do school this morning?”

SHHHH! I’m trying to be sneaky over here! We ARE doing school! We’re grocery shopping and she’s keeping track of how much we’re spending. This is math class. She HATES math and doesn’t realize she’s studying right now so please don’t judge me when she tells you, “we didn’t do any school today.”

5. The moment you overhear your child say to a public school student, “What do you mean you’ve never had a single lesson on the science of Star Wars? Isn’t that a required subject?”

We’re nerds and we’re proud.

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6. The moment when someone at the grocery store sees you and your two children and says, “Oh, you homeschool? That’s nice. Are the rest of the children at home then?”

OK, first of all – making assumptions about the number of children any family has is always a fast train to Awkwardland. Just don’t go there.  If you are close enough to me to ask about my choices regarding child-bearing you already know how many kids I have and why. If you don’t already know, you really have no business inquiring about anything having to do with my uterus and/or sexual choices.

Second, contrary to what some people think, there are actually families that homeschool who have only one child. And some that have 3. And some that have 7. If you ask around at public school you’ll find a similar situation.

7. The moment when a public school child says, “This week we studied the feudal system.” And your child responds with, “We just watched movies this week.

They weren’t movies. They were DOCUMENTARIES. Totally different thing.

8. The moment when a friend who is a public school teacher says, “What textbook are you using?” And your child responds with, “We don’t use textbooks. We just look stuff up on the internet.”

We do a lot of learning online. I often direct my child to very reputable sites – everyone from NASA to PBS offers amazing free resources. We’re not just doing random Google searches, I swear. Er… well… not when it comes to the really important stuff anyway. But does my child say, “I’m learning science from NASA right now,”?  Of course not. She just implies that her main source of information is YouTube.

9. The moment when you are trying to assure your family that, as homeschoolers, your children are still getting plenty of opportunity to develop great social skills and you child enters the room walking backwards with a bag over their head loudly singing Elvis’ Greatest Hits.

What can I say? They come from a long line of strange people and big Elvis fans. They get plenty of interaction with other children and adults as well but, really, the poor kids never stood a chance.

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10. The moment you look out the window and see a group of kids all wrapped up in their winter gear, waiting in the dark to get on the bus and go to school for the day, while you are lying on the sofa under a pile of giggling kids and fuzzy, tail-wagging dogs as the 3rd episode in a row of The Magic School Bus begins.

Oh, wait. Wrong list. That one goes on 1,001 reasons why I love being one of the 3%.

Share your awkward story in the comments. Life’s too short for us not to laugh together!

But before you go, don’t miss out on this great give-a-way!

A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to share a truly amazing book with you.

Tom Rogers’, “Eleven” is a wonderful story about a little boy who turns 11 on 9/11/2001. The book is totally age-appropriate for an older elementary student and engaging enough for any adult.

As the anniversary of that world-changing event approaches, I am having my 5th grader read “Eleven” in the hopes that she will come to understand that people just like her had their lives directly, irrevocably changed in a moment.  If you’d like to read the review, you can do so by clicking here or you can visit www.ElevenTheBook.com.

I’m so excited that Tom Rogers has agreed to give a copy of his book to one lucky reader! It’s a read you don’t want to miss.

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Common Crunchy Phrases That Make This Hippie Chick Cringe

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It’s true. I have strong feelings about what’s best for my family regarding breastfeeding, baby wearing, discipline, school, our food choices and more. I think the “granola lifestyle” is a great way to live that will bring you personal health and peace and I truly believe that those benefits ripple through our society as more people choose this path. Our lifestyle choices are carefully thought-out. We’re not just jumping on a bandwagon.  For that reason, it’s frustrating when people immediately dismiss us as “fruity” or “fringe.”

On the other hand, sometimes I get why many people look at “the crunchies” with skepticism (at best) and harmful to society as a whole (at worst).  Sometimes, we hippie-leaning folks say things that are just ridiculous!

There are 5 common crunchy phrases that make this hippie chick cringe.

“Even the animals won’t eat it.”

Is that an ORGANIC stinky sneaker you're snacking on?

Is that an ORGANIC stinky sneaker you’re snacking on?

I’ve heard this in regard to GMO plants, conventionally grown crops, meat raised on large-scale farms and more.  It needs to stop.  Yes, in one sense humans are animals but… really? Apples and oranges, you know?  My dog won’t eat organic rice or zucchini but he’ll lick his own bum and drink out of the toilet. He’s a big fan of chicken poop. He’s a reasonably clever animal but not really my go-to guy when it comes to food choices.

“Women have been doing it forever.”

Yes. Women have been giving birth for as long as there have been women.  And they’ve been dying, as have their babies. They bled to death. They succumbed to infection. The babies got stuck or tore them open on the way out. Bad things happened in childbirth through history.  They happened frequently.  I am all for natural child birth. I’ve spoken out against excessive medical intervention in pregnancy and birth multiple times on this blog and in private conversations. AND I think it’s a wonderful thing to live in a time and place where doctors have the knowledge and the skill to remove the vast majority of the danger from pregnancy and childbirth.

“This therapy is valid because the ancients used it.”

The ancients had some great wisdom. Warm broth made from the meat or bones of animals has been given to those who are ill for thousands of years. Modern day science can tell us that such a broth is a perfect food for a weak person in need of maximum nourishment. The ancients knew that. On the other hand, the ancients tried to bleed tuberculosis out of people and drilled holes in the skulls of depressed people so the sadness could escape.  Just because “medicine” is ancient doesn’t make it valid. There’s a reason people got really excited about the invention of penicillin.

Here. Let me wave these feathers over you. That ought to clear those smallpox right up in no time!

Here. Let me wave these feathers over you. That ought to clear those smallpox right up in no time!

“Nature shows us that this is normal behavior.”

In nature, we find the male seahorse, who carries and births the babies. I could maybe get on board with this concept.

In nature, we find the male seahorse, who carries and births the babies. I could maybe get on board with this concept.

I have heard this in relation to everything from co-sleeping to chewing a babies food for them. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying either of these behaviors are bad. I’ve done them both. But I didn’t do it because “nature” showed me that it was normal. Parents in nature eat their young, abandon the disfigured and weak and mate to produce offspring as frequently as possible. “Nature” is not always a great teacher.

“It’s healthy because it’s organic.”

My family eats a lot of organic food, even though we often have to make cuts in other parts of our lives to afford it. I’m a big believer in the benefits of keeping close to nature. However, GMO corn with pesticides on it is healthier than organic chocolate chip cookies (not as delicious, though). Organic has to do with the method of farming, NOT the nutritional value of the food.

Are there any crunchy phrases that make you cringe?

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I’m Sorry Stepped In “It” But Here’s A Good Laugh To Make Up For It

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Handsome Hippie Hubby was really getting into the spirit when he read, "'Twas the Night Before Christmas."

Handsome Hippie Hubby was really getting into the spirit when he read, “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas.”

I hope that this week was a joyous celebration for you!  Our family had a wonderful time.

We ate way too much junk food. Yes, I confess, even GMOs, red dye #40 and HFCS. By Thursday we were all half sick from it.  Apparently you build up a tolerance for these things, like alcohol, and it turns out we are NOT tolerant any more.  I guess that’s good… that we’ve been eating well enough that our bodies no longer want junk. We are back on the clean eating wagon now and beginning to recover from the toxic soup.

It seemed there wasn’t a soul reading blog posts this past week and my mind was in a thousand other places so I didn’t get any new content up, though I thoroughly enjoyed interacting with folks on Facebook, Google+ and Twitter.

Toddler-saurus Rex was one very happy boy on Christmas morning!

Toddler-saurus Rex was one very happy boy on Christmas morning!

That brings me to an interesting conversation I had on Facebook.  I’ve been obsessing over it a little, to be totally truthful.  I get that way every now and then.  It happened like this:

Me:  As a Christmas present will you follow me on Twitter so I can pass the 900 mark? Pleeeeeease?

Awesome interactive follower #1:  I don’t tweet.

Awesome interactive follower #2: Me neither but you can still follow.

Me: All the cool kids are doing it.

AIF #1: Yes, but I am officially a senior (at Beall’s at least)!

AIF #2: Hash tag this hash tag that its not cool kids its just people in a hurry to say blah blah blah.

Me:  Haha! true but advertisers love numbers & this blogger needs a new pair of shoes!

AIF #3: Wouldn’t you prefer people to follow you because they like what you have to say, instead of just having numbers? I know, I know, it’s the advertisers, but still….
That’s when the obsessing began.
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Oh, no! I came across as totally selfish!  Did I hurt the feelings of AIF #3, who truly is one of my most awesome, interactive followers?  Did anyone else read the interaction and think that I was viewing them as just a number? What if? What if? What if?  Aaarrgghh!!!
So here it is.  My official media statement in response to my earlier statement. (Hey, if half the population of LA can hold a press conference for crap like this, so can I!)
I adore my followers! I love getting to know them.  I have made some close friends through blogging that I never would have otherwise met.  Some of the people that follow my blog and comment regularly have been with me from the very first days and I value their input immensely. One of my very most favorite things has become “What do you think Wednesday,” because so many people comment and interact.  It is a true joy to me.

Also, I’m trying to make a little money by doing what I love.  That means I have to have numbers. Advertisers love blogs with a loyal following AND big numbers.  Also, on social media, if person A “likes” or “follows” me then, automatically the platform in use will suggest my blog to person A’s friends, person B, C and D.  If person D likes me too then E, F and G see my post pop up.

So… maybe…  person A hits “like” just to be nice and throw me a number and they never read my blog again.  It’s a little sad that they don’t want to be a true part of the community but not every tribe is for every person. However, it may turn out that person G becomes a dear friend.
I never would have reached person G if not for “A’s” action.  
So, yes, I’m always hoping for involved readers.  But I’m happy to take a “like” from (almost) anyone, just to make the ticker turn.  (So if you’d like to help a girl out, feel free to click any of the social media buttons, above.  *wink* )
Of course…. if you took the time to read that whole, long, rambling explanation you are already an Awesome Interactive Follower.  Thanks for that!  I appreciate you more than you know!
 
So…
Now that I got that off my chest…
I promised you a good laugh and here it is:
Sweet Hippie Daughter is a very dramatic child.  We can always count on her for a great reaction to nearly anything but this one topped them all.  I laughed until I cried! I hope it ends your week with a smile.

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What Are You Talking About?!

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Could you walk a mile in her shoes?

Could you walk a mile in her shoes?

We all have those people in our lives who just can’t ever seem to put themselves in someone else’s shoes.  You know what I mean – the rich person who wants to know why the homeless can’t “just get a job.”  The skinny girl who says, “why do fat people let themselves get that way?”  The natural born tech-wizard who rolls his eyes at you when you ask him to explain the difference between USB and RGB.

I try… I really, consciously try to NOT be that person. I try, very hard, to understand where other people are coming from.

This week I was dealing with a customer service mix up and I found myself calling the guy I who had originally helped me, “an idiot” (not to his face – just as I was stomping around my house having a temper tantrum.) for losing my paperwork.  I was truly angry with him.  Then I realized that I’ve made the same kind of mistakes myself.  Haven’t we all?  The poor man is seriously over-worked and under-paid and… no… he’s not THE BEST at what he does.  But neither am I, so who am I to judge him?

That said, there are some people for whom I have great respect, but with whom I simply cannot relate.  They say things that are so far outside the paradigm of my life that it’s like they’re not even speaking my language.

So here it is.  My big confession.  If you are a person who says these things, I may love you but I do not truly understand you.  I have no idea what you are talking about so I simply can’t relate.

1) “I can’t wait to go for a run.”

You can’t wait?  Why not? Is there a scary guy with a knife coming for you at this moment?  Even so… wouldn’t it just be easier to pick up your laptop and throw it at him?  I can ALWAYS wait to go for a run.

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2) “I couldn’t go to sleep because I knew there was a mess.”

I can’t even tell you how many times I have gone to sleep BECAUSE there was a mess.  In sleep, the mess goes away.  Now if you said, “I can’t stand to be awake because of the mess… well… maybe I can relate to that.  But then again, can’t you just go to the mall or somewhere where other people keep the world tidy?

I am a freaking AWESOME mom!

I am a freaking AWESOME mom!

3) “I was so upset I couldn’t eat.”

Obviously you have never tasted either chocolate nor macaroni and cheese.

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4) “I love a great slasher movie.”

Do you know what is more entertaining to me than watching the most evil concoctions of our mind ripping poor innocent victims to shreds in a great splashing bloody display of horrific violence?  Uhm… pretty much ANYTHING.

Have you seen this movie?  This is my kind of slasher movie!

Have you seen this movie? This is my kind of slasher movie!

5) “I don’t like dogs.”

Right. Because cute fuzzy creatures of fluffiness with infinite loyalty and boundless love are hard to like.  Yes. Some of them are mean but that’s like saying, “I don’t like people” because there are a few jerks in the world or saying, “I don’t like food” because some foods don’t suit your taste.  Dogs are awesome.

This is my sister's dog.  If that furry face doesn't melt your heart a little I have to wonder if you live in a cave above the town of Whoville.

This is my sister’s dog. If that furry face doesn’t melt your heart a little I have to wonder if you live in a cave above the town of Whoville.

6) “The 80’s sucked.”

Seriously, you must be joking!  The whole world was a blur of fantastic neon and big hair and fabulous ankle boots.  There were cartoons every Saturday morning and Bon Jovi was on the radio and MTV played actual music videos.  We played Pac Man and Pong and passed notes that we actually wrote by hand on bits of paper.  Granted… the 80s were a hippie nightmare.  We all spent 10 years drenched in chemicals and walking through a haze of cloroflourocarbons but… still…  I’m pretty sure that the sheer coolness level of the DeLorian made up for that.

 

In the 80's everyone could dance. It's not just that we COULD.  We had to. And it was awesome.

In the 80’s everyone danced. It’s not just that we COULD dance. We HAD to dance. And we were awesome.

Tell me…. what is the thing that you just can’t relate to?

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GMOs? What GMOs? (Confessions From A Hippie On Halloween)

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In the past, I’ve written about how easy and perfectly normal it is to share only the very best parts of ourselves in our blogs and social media (the other confessional post).  After all, those are the parts we are proud of, excited about, and want to shout from the rooftop. But they are not the whole story. So in the spirit of honest disclosure I am sharing a few confessions with you.

I will over eat today and it will likely be nothing but junk and I will love every single minute of it.  I am going into this day knowing that there are at least a half dozen Reese’s Peanut Butter cups in the world with my name on them and I will enjoy every one of those chemical filled, GMO laden treats along with every bit of Laffy Taffy that comes my ways and at least one handful of Twizzlers.

The love of chocolate is deeply ingrained in my family's DNA.

The love of chocolate is deeply ingrained in my family’s DNA.

I’m not proud.  I am fully aware that the chocolate industry is a human rights nightmare.  I know that modern candy is a chemistry experiment, dipped in paint and covered in the bright red guts of squished bugs (it’s true, you know.  Google, “cochineal” if you don’t believe me!).  The wrappers will end up in landfills where they will sit, never rotting, for a million years.

Who says romance is dead? Oh wait...

Who says romance is dead? Oh wait…

I’m going to eat the candy anyway.

In the midst of this sugar-crazed binge we will probably order a pizza which we will wash down with soda. I will be moaning with the deliciousness of that cheesy gooeyness.

And it’s not just that…

I will scare Toddler-saurus Rex at least once.  It’s not nice. But it’s kind of funny.

It’s a fair guess that I’ll lose my temper at least once.  The weather is awful (which means we will be trapped indoors most of the time), my kids will be wound up. There will be free-flowing amounts of sugar and food dye.  This is a recipe for at least one kid (or possibly an adult) getting in big trouble sometime in the next 16 hours.

I will pridefully go into the world believing in my heart of hearts that my kids, in their funny little costumes, are cuter than everyone else’s kids.  Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same way about yours. I won’t believe you.

I mean... just look at all that cuteness!

I mean… just look at all that cuteness!

And I will eat candy.  Did I mention the candy?  I’m pretty excited about that part.

So, see, no one is perfect.  We’re all just reaching for our goals. Maybe by next year I’ll be more evolved.

Have a fun and safe day and, if you live anywhere near me, try your best to not get soaked in freezing cold rain!

By the way, there is still time to sign up to win one of five prizes from Splash Math and The Squishable Baby! Just click the image below to register.

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 Insanely Scrumptious (Healthy?!? Easy?!?) Chocolate Pudding – in case you are going to be more responsible than me today but still want something chocolatey and delicious.

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The October Daily: A Childhood Photo

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The October Daily: Dig out a childhood photo and share something you remember happening during that time the photo was taken.

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OK. This is a photograph of a photograph that wasn’t very good quality to start with but… still… it’s a good story.

When my sister was in High School and I was in fifth grade she had a choir concert that focused on music from TV or something along those lines.

One of the songs was, “I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Weiner.”

This makes perfect sense to you if you were a kid in the mid 1980’s.  The song was burned into all of our brains along with “two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a seasame seed bun.” Nobody knew about pink slime back then.  Or… maybe no one cared. I’m not sure.  Anyway…

The choir director had a great idea to have a wiener dog cross the stage during the song and someone had just such a pup.

I have no idea how it came to be that I was the Chosen One who got to walk the dog but, there I was.

It was the night of the big show and my mom had painstakingly made my waist-length hair into sausage curls. She dressed me in my Sunday best and dropped me off back stage.

All the High School kids and me.

Man! This was seriously cool!

So someone handed me the leash and said, “You’re just going to wait for the cue and cross the stage.”  The big kids went on-stage and there I was, waiting in the wings with good ol’ Oscar who was shaking like a leaf.

Haha!

Silly dog! I thought.  He has stage fright.

I wasn’t afraid. I was waiting for my big moment.  I wasn’t going to mess up the whole concert, no way! i would do my part perfectly and everyone would say, “Aw! Look how cute!” and my mom would take me out for ice cream afterward and all would be well with the world.

But wait…

The dog was acting a little weird.  He was kind of pacing around and panting.

Sure enough, up came that evening’s kibble, all over the back-stage floor.

I thought I wasn’t able to be any more grossed out… until he started eating it again.

My 11 year old self was truly horrified.  What should I do?  There was no way I could get the attention of anyone on stage and I didn’t have time to go find my mom.  My part was coming up!

“OK, dog,” I told him.  “Pull yourself together! We’ve got to do this.”

I heard the line: “I wish I were an Oscar Meyer Weiner…”

I started walking.

Oscar stayed put.

What?!

I tugged the leash.

He sat down.

That dog was not going on-stage.

I was going to miss my moment!

The concert would be ruined and it would be all my fault!

I did the only thing I could think of.  I dragged that poor dog across the stage behind me.  He never moved. He was frozen like a quivering little statue.  I got about 3 steps out before the audience started chuckling. Then they were laughing. Then they were roaring.  If you look closely at the choir members in the photo you can see them, doubled over in laughter at the spectacle of the nerdy little girl with the plastered-on smile grunting as she hauled 25 pounds of seriously unwilling, completely immobile dog along behind her.

I don’t remember if I ever got ice cream.  I suspect I did.

I do know that my mother will read this story and laugh until she cries because she talked about that night for years and never could get through the whole story without completely cracking up.

It wasn’t the moment I had envisioned, but at least it was memorable!

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You Might Be a LAZY Hippie If…

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Being a modern-day hippie is harder than you may realize.

There are cloth diapers to be washed and hung on the line. Do you know how much planning is required to make a GMO free meal? Any good hippie has to spend some time signing political petitions and the children aren’t going to teach themselves how to hand-weave a winter scarf out of old t-shirts!  Looking up green smoothie recipes on Pinterest can keep a person up way past their bed-time and don’t even get me started on all the things you need to make from coconut oil!

It’s exhausting.

However… it’s a fact that there are lazy people among the hippies (I’m not saying I’M a lazy hippie… oh wait… it’s in the URL. Dang. Guess the secret is out!).  Here’s how to know if you might be a lazy hippie.

You Might Be a LAZY Hippie If:

* You’ve ever been really excited to find out that a wild plant in your yard is edible. You didn’t have to plant it, you don’t have to go to the grocery store and now you have an excuse to not cut that part of the lawn.

This is not a weed! There is no need to spend hours of your life rooting it out of your lawn. It's one of the most nutritious salad greens in the world! It also makes a really beneficial (totally disgusting) tea.

This is not a weed! There is no need to spend hours of your life rooting it out of your lawn. It’s one of the most nutritious salad greens in the world! It also makes a really beneficial (totally disgusting) tea.

* You’re just a little happy when your area issues a water use warning because it means you have a good reason not to wash the dishes. “I’m saving water! It’s good for the planet, don’t you know?”

* One of the top 3 reasons why you chose to nurse your babies was “I don’t want to wash bottles.”

* You’re aware that letting your child be naked outside has the triple benefit of airing out their tender tush, getting them lots of Vitamin D and saving you from having to wash their clothes/diapers.

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* You’ve served raw vegan food for dinner because it’s healthy and humane but also because it meant you didn’t have to cook OR wash pots and pans afterward.

* You’ve allowed a “family bed” because carrying a child up the stairs at midnight just seemed like more work than it was worth.

* You’ve been just a little excited about an “ozone alert” because it meant you had an excuse NOT to drive the car to town and run errands.

"Oh, sorry! I can't go today. I'm saving the earth, you see."

“Oh, sorry! I can’t go today. I’m saving the earth, you see.”

* You own a pet goat. You say it’s to save the gas required to cut the grass but mostly it’s just because you hate cutting the grass.

It will also make you happy, which helps create world peace. Double bonus!

It will also make you happy, which helps create world peace. Double bonus!

*  You’ve failed to pick up your animal’s poop and rationalized that it’s OK because it makes great fertilizer.

*  You’ve wondered where the line is between fermenting your food and failing to clean out your fridge.

Are you a lazy hippie?  Don’t worry. You’re not alone. Share in the comments what lazy things you do to save the planet, promote world peace and raise productive citizens.

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Elephants In The Yard

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In life, many things are relative.

You know how, sometimes, you think you have a problem and then you see someone else’s life and think, “Dang! My issues aren’t so big after all!”

It’s the old story of, “I felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”

For example, I sometimes get really down on myself because I’m not a great housekeeper. Then I watch “Hoarders” and realize that my place is a showroom by comparison!

This morning I read this story about a couple that moved to a house in a brand new neighborhood that had been built where there was once (just a few months ago) a large woods.  The remaining part of the forest abuts their yard.  They are horrified that there are animals on their property. A raccoon came up onto the deck and a deer pooped in the yard.

"Wait! There are DEER in the woods?!"

“Wait! There are DEER in the woods?!”

Ah! The horror!  Animals in the woods!

OK… I didn’t have much sympathy to start with since A) raccoons and deer in my yard sounds lovely to me and B) These people are living in one of the wealthiest parts of the entire world. This leads me to believe that they are not dirt poor and trapped by circumstance and I’m sure they could find any number of solutions to their “problem.”  Like moving to… oh… I don’t know… NOT the woods.

Then, this afternoon, I read this story about a new baby elephant.  She was born to one of the females in “Indonesia’s Flying Squad.”  This is a small group of well-trained Sumatran elephants and their handlers “which are deployed to drive back wild elephants into the forest when they stray into nearby villages or farms.”  Apparently, in that part of the world, elephants wandering into populated areas is quite the issue in public safety.

Image from www.worldlife.org. She's SO CUTE!

Image from http://www.worldlife.org.
She’s SO CUTE!

I couldn’t help it.

I giggled out loud.

I thought of the DC yuppies.  I pictured them putting on their brand new golf outfits and heading  out to the shiny BMW in the driveway only to find a massive pile of elephant poop on the front walk.  “Honey! The darn elephants trampled on the Hydrangeas again!”

Stop fretting about the little stuff in life.  It’s all relative.

Have a joyous weekend, my friends!

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Lessons From A Mosquito

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I’ve never pretended to have any great love affair with mosquitoes. Nasty, horrible, vile, blood-sucking fiends! However, I recently read an article that explained how some scientists are purposely trying to cause their extinction. That got me thinking…

Is it REALLY a good idea to eradicate an entire species on purpose? I mean… no matter how you think the earth got here or how long it took they have been here longer than we have.  Do we REALLY understand what role they play in our ecosystem?  How can we truly project the effect their extinction would have?

I truly believe that everything in our universe serves some purpose.  So what good could possibly come from these most annoying of pests?  Well… I can think of 3 important lessons we can learn from mosquitoes.

 Humans are NOT the masters of the universe.

We’re not even the top of the food chain.  Oh, sure. We’ve domesticated animals, harnessed the power of fire and decoded the genome but, when you get right down to it, we’re just mosquito food.

It’s not even some impressive, massively large, muscle-covered, highly intelligent beast that eats us. It’s a fragile, whining little tormentor.

Perhaps mosquitoes are here to keep us humble. Perhaps they are a reminder that we are a part of creation, designed to  have a role and live in harmony with our world.  We ought not be overly supercilious in our assumptions of our own grandeur.

The small things matter.

A famous African proverb tells us, “If you think you are too small to make a difference you haven’t spent the night with a mosquito.

You were equipped with every good gift you need to serve the vital role for which you and you alone were created. Mosquitoes are tiny and fragile. The world is vast and brutal. Yet mosquitoes have thrived here very nearly since the beginning of life, serving their role with great success.  Don’t ever let anyone make you feel unimportant!

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Results aren’t always immediately obvious.

Have you ever sat around a campfire, perfectly happy and content and comfortable and then had a lovely nights sleep and awoken in the morning to find that you are absolutely covered in miserably itchy bug bites?

Sometimes we undertake an action and the results are instantaneous. We know immediately if we’ve been successful. Other times the fruit of our effort takes a little (or a lot) longer to appear.

The mosquito reminds us that just because you don’t see success right away, doesn’t mean it isn’t on the way.  The mosquito doesn’t waste time worrying about whether or not she (I’ve heard only the females bite) did a good job of driving you half insane. She just lives her life to the best of her ability and trusts in her natural-born skill to leave you writhing in itchy agony.  (I’m pretty sure the whole hunger/instinct for survival thing is secondary to the instinct for inflicting misery when it comes to mosquitoes.)

Isn’t nature extraordinary? Isn’t it truly awe-inspiring that we can learn lessons from even the lowliest of creatures? Isn’t the complex design of the universe astonishing?  Even the most hated of creatures teaches us the most wonderful of lessons!

But, yeah. I’ll probably still swat at them, too.

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DIY Fail!

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I was told by more than one reader that it was nice to see that, sometimes (usually?),  DIY projects don’t turn out as planned and I had a special request to give my “fail” picture the headline treatment, so here it is.  As the old saying goes, “if you can laugh at yourself you’ll never cease to be amused.”

This project came together (more or less) eventually and you can read about how I did it here, or you can go to the site of the original tutorial and actually follow the instructions.

Hope this brought you a mid-week smile!

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