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Wordless Wednesday: Growing Up (Nablopomo Day 14)

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*This post is Day Fourteen of the January Nablopomo 30-day blogging challenge hosted by BlogHer.

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Lazy Hippie Mama: In Haiku (Nablopomo Day 13)

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*This post is Day Thirteen of the January Nablopomo 30-day blogging challenge hosted by BlogHer.

Sweet Hippie Daughter saw this on the “One Hundred Dollars a Month” Facebook page and has found it endlessly amusing for the past week or so.

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I was trying to think of something a little different for the blog today, having to do with the prompts centering on habits. I decided that since I’ve been in the habit of writing in prose for all this time, perhaps I would take inspiration from “A Winter Haiku.”

Here is the story of me, as portrayed in four verses of Haiku. Hope it gives you a little smile.

I seek to live green.

Sometimes it’s a lot of work.

Then I get lazy.

I seek to be thin.

Lazy eating makes me fat.

I can’t reach my toes.

I seek perfection,

in body, mind and spirit.

I am not there yet.

I am content now,

Knowing that growth continues.

Love this life of mine!

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Live on the wild side! Share the story of you haiku in the comments!

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This Totally Counts! (Nablopomo Day 11)

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*This post is Day Eleven of the January Nablopomo 30-day blogging challenge hosted by BlogHer.

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A 3 Year Old’s Perspective On Holiday Traditions – A Guest Post by T-Rex

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Today's guest blogger is by my very favorite pre-schooler in the world. When he's not blogging, T-Rex enjoys playing with blocks and Legos, watching The Wiggles and eating random things he finds on the floor. His previous guest post is, "Reasons My Mama Is Crying."

Today’s guest blogger is my very favorite pre-schooler in the world. When he’s not blogging, T-Rex enjoys playing with blocks and Legos, watching The Wiggles and eating random things he finds on the floor. His previous guest post is, “Reasons My Mama Is Crying.”

Something screwy is going on around here. OK, let’s be honest: my family is not like other families we know. None of my friends has ever had to shoo a rabbit out of their bed or been dive-bombed by a parakeet while taking a bath. I’m starting to think it’s not “the norm” to have to clear nearly a dozen musical instruments off the dining room table in order to eat dinner. I concede the possibility that my mother spends more time moving bugs out of the house “so they can carry on with their buggy little lives” than other moms. But… seriously… something’s up.

This is M and me. He's my best friend!

This is M and me. He’s my best friend!

It all started almost a month ago. We went to my friend M’s house and ate a huge dinner. Of course, when I say, “we” I mean all of the grown ups ate a huge dinner while M and I consumed the fluffy center part of the dinner rolls while surreptitiously feeding the outer layer to the dog. Afterward, even though we hadn’t eaten a single bite of vegetables, M and I both got pie AND a cupcake. I didn’t think much about it at the time. I was too excited about going face-first into a plate full of whipped cream and bright red frosting. Looking back, though, that day was the start of the Season of Strange Stuff.

The very next day Daddy dragged a tree into our house.

That’s weird, right? I mean – this wasn’t a pretty vase of flowers or one of Mommy’s potted plants (FYI – she does NOT think it’s charming when you “pick” those and give them to her). This was a full size pine tree. It was taller than Daddy and he can ALMOST touch the moon! And that’s not even the strangest part! Daddy set this big box on the floor. I opened it up and it was full of the shiniest, sparkliest, most fabulously touchable glittery stuff I’d ever seen! Mommy called them “ornaments” and she must have told me 700 times that day to be very gentle with them. Geez! I tell you! Shatter a few glasses and plates and the woman has trust issues for life. So we’ve got the tree and we’ve got all of these lovely glass ornaments and (you may not believe this but I swear it’s true) then my parents and sister started hanging the ornaments on the tree. In our living room. I could not make this stuff up!

Just about the time I was getting used to seeing the giant tree in the living room, Mommy started telling me to repeat after her: “Today we light the candle of hope.” I would say it and then she would tell me, “great job! Let’s try one more time, nice and loud and clear. Today we light the candle of hope.” There were no candles. I had no idea what she was talking about but, you know, I love her and I aim to please so I went along with it. Then, on a Sunday morning, right in the middle of church, she took me up on stage and handed me the microphone and I stood there with my big sister. She had a lighter in her hands. If you don’t know, this is breaking just about every rule there is, regarding Sunday morning church. It has been made clear to me, repeatedly, that I am NOT to go on the stage during church. The microphones are NOT for touching. And, under no circumstances, is ANY child allowed to hold the lighter. But there we were – big sister and me. I looked out toward the pews and not a single grown up was making a move to stop us. They were all just sitting there, like they were waiting for something to happen. I glanced over at Mommy and she whispered, “today we light…”  I remembered what she had told me: loud and clear. I held the microphone to my mouth just like I’d seen other people do and, in my VERY LOUDEST most clear voice yelled, “TODAY WE LIGHT THE CANDLE OF HOPE!!!” I glanced at the people again as sister lit one of the big purple candles. I think I may have a future in preaching because, let me tell you, not one person in that church looked even a little sleepy. There were nothing but wide-awake eyes in the whole room.

I really enjoyed having a beard. I'm considering making it permanent. What do you think?

I really enjoyed having a beard. I’m considering making it permanent. What do you think?

I did so well that they let me go on stage AGAIN, the very next week. I got to wear a beard. Pastor Z has a beard. Mr. M, who leads the singing, has a beard. Maybe you have to have a beard to talk in church? But Daddy talks in church sometimes and he only sometimes has a beard. Oh! I am SO CONFUSED! Anyway, there was no fire the second time I was on stage. No microphone either, but several of my friends were there and we all sang a song we learned in Sunday school called, “Away in a Manger.” It’s about a baby, asleep in the hay. The baby wasn’t in his crib. The song clearly states that: “No crib… asleep in the hay.” I’ve seen chickens and rabbits and cats asleep in the hay but… babies?!

You may think my story ends there but, no. It gets even stranger.

We went to the mall. I dearly love the mall; Those long, wide corridors, just perfect for running, moving stairs, colorful objects to be examined everywhere you look, and there is a tiny inside park where you never get your bottom wet from rain water puddled at the bottom of the slide. The MOST IMPORTANT RULE at the mall is, “stay with Mommy.” I know this, because Mommy says it at least 900 times every time we’re there. She also tells me, “NO! Get down from the edge of that fountain!” But that doesn’t come up as often. Come to think of it, she hasn’t gone down the fountain hall the last few times we were there. I’ll have to remind her about that. She must have forgotten what a great fountain it is, just begging to be jumped in. But I digress…  the rule is to stay with Mommy, yet she took me to this guy in a giant, fuzzy, green chair and told me his name was Santa Claus. She put me on his lap and walked away. Uhm… Mommy? Mommy! MOMMY!!! Of course, she came back pretty quickly. But still. It’s weird, right?

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Later, she told me Santa Claus is coming to our house and he’s bringing candy. There’s nothing so strange in that. People come over to the house all the time and they bring all sorts of stuff. But Santa, apparently, is going to put his candy… wait for it… this is really just too much… I swear I’m not making it up… IN OUR SOCKS. I thought maybe I’d misunderstood at first but she’s told me repeatedly now. “Santa is coming! He’s going to put some candy in your sock!”  I asked her, “Why is the candy going to be in my socks?” She said, “because we’re having a party! It’s Jesus’ birthday!”

I had a birthday a while back. Sister and Mommy both had one not long ago, too. I clearly remember cake and singing and a pretty gift-wrapped box. There was no sock candy. I’m certain of it.

I’m baffled, I tell you. I can sense that all of this is connected, somehow but I just can’t quite wrap my mind around it. If there can be a tree in the living room and candy in my socks, if kids can hold the lighter and say VERY IMPORTANT THINGS in the microphone at church… well… I think maybe anything could happen in this crazy topsy-turvy world. Next thing you know they’ll be telling me furry four-legged animals can fly or something.

I’ll keep thinking about all this. Maybe I’ll figure it out. If I do, I promise to let you know.In the meantime, may your days be full of fun and may your socks runneth over with candy.

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Winter “Life Hacks”

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Winter Life Hacks | LazyHippieMama.comAs a Michigander, born and raised, I’ve learned a thing or two about winter. Lenawee County is no Fargo, ND or anything but in an average winter our temps hover in the mid twenties during the day and we’ll get about 3 feet of snow before the spring thaw, which any gardener will tell you is just before Mother’s Day.

Then there are years like last year. The average temperature last winter was slightly below, “OMG, Hell itself must be frozen solid by now,” Hell is a city in Michigan, by the way. True story. Google it. Our snowfall was extraordinary too. We were careful to constantly dress our toddler in bright colors just in case he fell in. At one point we had to dig the car out. I don’t mean we had to clear the driveway behind the car. We actually, literally had to assess the lumps in the snow, determine where the car was, swim across the snow to get to it, and dig it out.

And now the Farmer’s almanac is saying this year will be similar. Hmmm… guess we’ll find out.

On top of the "mountain" the snow plow created.

On top of the “mountain” the snow plow created.

Did I ever tell you I lived in Arizona for eight years? True story. I came back to Michigan, in part, because I was homesick for seasonal weather. I just thought I’d share that glimpse into my insanity.

Anyway, I thought I’d share a few of the tips and tricks I’ve picked up and ask you if you have any of your own.  If so, by all means, please leave them in the comments!

#1 – Improvise an ice scraper.

If you have a lovely modern vehicle with a satellite radio and a sound system custom designed to make the best use of your MP3 player, I salute you. You probably also have a remote starter and a defrosting system that is actually warm enough to melt frost.

 If you, like me, are driving a 15 year old van that can barely muster up enough warm air to blow the fog off the windshield when it’s 50 degrees and raining then you, like me, may still be able to enjoy the Madonna: The Immaculate Collection cassette you bought (explicitly disobeying your parents’ forbidding of such music) in 1991. Cassette cases make perfect frost scrapers! CD cases and credit cards will do as well, in a pinch, but they just don’t fit in your hand like a good old tape box. See? There’s a silver lining to every cloud!

#2 – Dress warm!

If you keep a heating pad by your bed to soothe those winter time aches and pains turn it on and lay it on top of your clean clothes in the morning before you put them on. When you get dressed they’ll be fabulously toasty!

#3 – Stop the draft.

Doors that have a drafty gap at the bottom can be sealed up easily for pennies using a piece of foam pipe insulation, cut open along one side.

#4 – Invest in some litter.

Keep a large bag of cheap, non-clumping kitty litter in your trunk all winter long. The extra weight will be useful on slippery roads and if you get stuck in the snow or ice sprinkling a generous amount of the litter around your tires may be enough to give you the traction to get back on the road.  Your car’s floor mats will also serve as traction in desperate times, but driving on them with snow/ice/mud/salt/yuck covered tires really isn’t good for them so try the kitty litter first.  Make sure it’s not the clumping stuff, which may react weirdly to the wet environment.

Winter Life Hacks | LazyHippieMama.com#5 – Rescue your dry skin.

I get extraordinarily dry skin in winter. Places like the space in between my fingers and the corners of my mouth will actually crack and bleed. Believe me when I tell you I have tried just about every “extra moisturizing” product on the market over the years. Then I started breastfeeding and found the best product in the universe for people with this issue – lanolin. Not lotion WITH lanolin. Pure lanolin: the kind they sell as nipple cream in the baby department.  On hands and feet, slathering it on and covering your skin in loose fitting cotton socks or gloves…. ahhhh…. a bit of bliss, I tell you!

#6 – Make the most of your baking.

Cook in the oven frequently. Leave it open to cool when you are done. The heat from the oven will help warm the house.

#7 – Light ’em up!

Likewise you can add heat and improve the ambiance by burning candles. Of course, keep an eye on them and make sure they’re in safe places, but you’d be surprised how much heat a few tiny candles can generate in a small room!

#8 – Save water.

While we’re on the subject of heating tricks, consider plugging the bathtub drain while you shower and leaving the fan off and the door open. Humid air is more conducive to heat than dry air so your whole house will benefit from the steam and the hot water in the tub will continue to release heat and steam for some time after you are done.  Putting a pie tin with a bit of water in it on your heat vent will increase the humidity in the air as well.

#9 – The right shoes for the occasion.

For staying warm outdoors, choose shoes with rubber soles over other types. Rubber is a fabulous insulator!

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#10 – Double up your mittens.

If you just can’t get your hands warm, try a pair of those really cheap stretchy gloves from the dollar store under a pair of bulky mittens. The combination of tight fitting and loose fitting will more than double the warmth factor. In cold weather, layers are priceless.

#11 – Let the sun shine!

Winter Life Hacks | LazyHippieMama.comIf it’s not the cold, but the dark that gets you down open the blinds and face the sunlight as early as possible each morning.  If you wake up in the dark and you’re under fluorescent lights by the time day breaks your body gets very confused and stressed.  Even just standing in a sunny window for a few minutes each morning can help reduce winter time blues.

#12 – Quick dry.

If your shoes get really wet, stuff them with those super-absorbent micro-fiber towels they sell in the automotive department. They will suck the moisture right out of the fabric of your shoes, leaving them only the tiniest bit damp. Don’t forget and leave them in there, though, or you’ll end up with a wet, stinky, moldy mess. Ew.  30 minutes or so should be more than sufficient.

#13 – Have a lot of sex.

Hey, any survivalist will tell you that skin-to-skin is the fastest way to warm a cold person. And, it’s dark by 5pm. And you’re not safe out driving around on those slippery roads so… you know… let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

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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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Top Ten Reasons You Should Shop In Thrift Stores

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Top Ten Reasons You Should Shop In Thrift Stores by Lazy Hippie Mama#10 – You’ll save money.  

I had to go for the obvious one first.  Regardless of your financial situation it’s always wise to be frugal and you won’t find many places where your dollar will stretch further than it will at the thrift store.  The last time we went we ended up with a movie, a fairly fabulous like-new toddler toy, a pair of sunglasses and a stuffed space alien (Sweet Hippie Daughter has a thing for aliens. If you are one, and you happen to be hiding among us, and you’ve come in peace, my kid really wants to meet you.). Total cost – just under $5.

#9 – They’re an educational treasure.

Books, computer games, globes, maps, puzzles and so much more line the shelves at thrift stores, often on sale for pocket change. Those are great educational resources whether you homeschool or not.  But there are so many more opportunities for learning at thrift stores!  Walk around and look from a child’s perspective.  Why were so many clothes made from polyester 40 years ago? Why don’t TVs have dials any more? What’s the difference between the way a record, a tape and a CD record sound? What are those old wash basins and pitchers for? Why do mirrors lose their reflectivity in the spots where the paint chips off? There are an infinite number of discussions, experiments and ideas that can be triggered by just wandering among items that have known a long life.

#8 – They’re nostalgic.

Top Ten Reasons You Should Shop In Thrift Stores

Neither Handsome Hippie Hubby nor I went looking for a fake wooden barometer but when we saw this one, that reminded both of us of happy childhood days in our grandparents’ homes we knew that it needed to come home with us.

It’s a rare trip to the thrift store where neither Handsome Hippie or I exclaim, “Oh my gosh! My grandparents had one of these!”  We find toys that remind us of our own childhoods and visiting aunts and uncles and places we loved that we haven’t thought of in years.  Sometimes we laugh at the memories, or we celebrate that they’ve passed, or we mourn a bit for someone dear who is gone from our lives now.  It’s a great way for us to be closer to each other. You’d think after spending 1/4 of our lives together we’d know all there is to know about each other  but new stories surface after most every thrift store trip.

#7 – You can find things that may not otherwise be for sale in your region.

Do you love Disney World memorabilia? Japanese art? Southwestern decor? Those things can be hard to find if you don’t live in specific areas but, at thrift stores, you never know what treasures may turn up from all over the globe.

#6 – You’ll likely be funding a worthy cause.

Not all thrift stores are connected to charitable organizations. Of those that are, some give a significantly higher percentage of your sales dollar directly to the cause than others, but the vast majority of thrift stores do help fund some really great programs from schools to hospitals to research foundations and more.  It’s a fun and painless way to make a positive difference in your community.

#5 – It’s good for the planet.

I live in a tiny town, surrounded by tiny towns.  Within a 20 minute drive of my house there are at least 7 thrift stores.  Can you imagine if ALL the stuff they sold ended up in a landfill? How many resources would be burned up creating, packaging and selling new items to replace the perfectly good ones being thrown away?  Thrift stores are a great recycling tool.

#4 – It will spark your creativity.

Maybe you’ll find a frame you love and you’ll be inspired to make something special to put in it.  Perhaps you’ll stumble across some curtains made of a wonderful fabric and turn them into your new favorite dress.  It could be that the idea for your entire garden design will be sparked by a trinket on a bric-a-brac shelf.  Thrift stores are a wonderful place to let your imagination take hold.

#3 – You may acquire a new skill.

Have you been thinking about taking up knitting, wood working, stained glass window making, cooking, nail art or sculpting but you just weren’t sure if you would like it so you’ve been hesitating to sink the money into the supplies you need?  Go to the thrift store!  Odds are you won’t find everything you need to start your new hobby, all in pristine condition.  However, you can probably find some of what you need, in usable condition at a significantly lower cost than you’d get it new.  Then you can try your hand at it and decide if it’s worth a larger investment.

#2 – You can eliminate as well as accumulate.

Before your shopping trip, go through your house and toss all that old stuff that is no longer filling a need in your life into a box (or 10). Take it to the thrift store and drop it off on your way in.  Someone else will be thrilled to have your clutter and you get to head home with some new treasures, knowing you now have plenty of space to store or display them appropriately.  Everybody wins!

And the #1 reason you should shop in thrift stores….

Because you might find that one elusive item you never knew you always wanted.

Top Ten Reasons You Should Shop In Thrift Stores by Lazy Hippie Mama

Top Ten Reasons You Should Shop In Thrift StoresI recently found this Jesus action figure at The Salvation Army.  It made me smile. Then I started to giggle. Then I laughed so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants.  “Gliding action!”  BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!  He has little wheels on his feet so he can buzz around the table.  Who made this? Why? Is he part of a set? Oh, I must know!

Why is this so funny to me? Because it’s Jesus. And he’s an action figure.  WITH GLIDING ACTION!  

I’m giggling even as I type this.

How about you? Why do you love to shop in thrift stores? What’s your most favorite thrift store treasure?

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If You Don’t Have Any Clover You Can Never Get Lucky

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We have a neighbor with a perfect lawn. His grass is thick and bright green and no weed would dare rear it’s seedy head. I have no doubt that he peers across the street at our lot full of clover, dandelions and chicory and cringes.  Yet, as St. Patrick’s Day approaches, Sweet Hippie Daughter made an astute observation; “I feel bad for him. He doesn’t have any clover and if you don’t have any clover you can never get lucky.”

Poor guy.  Maybe he doesn’t know what he’s missing.

You know…

by not growing clover.

What were you thinking? Sheesh! (hehehe)

Actually, there is a great deal to be said for allowing clover to grow in your yard. 

Clover provides nitrogen to the plants it shares soil with, so it actually fertilizes the grass in your yard.

Clover grows slower than grass and doesn’t get as tall so you will have more time to figure out the path to that elusive pot o’ gold at the end of the rainbow. Also, less mowing means less burning of fuel which is good for the planet and for your wallet!

Clover is great for bees, butterflies and other pollinators.  While you may find the idea of a yard full of bees to be a little scary the truth is most bees want nothing to do with you – especially when such abundance surrounds them. The are busy sucking up as much pollen as they can find.  Also, while stings are certainly unpleasant, bees are vitally important to the success of many of our crops and the changes in industrial farming in the past decade or so have created an increasingly difficult environment for them to thrive in.

Clover smells wonderful on a warm, sunny day and feels like walking on a cool, soft pillow in your bare feet.

Historically, clover was always considered part of a pretty lawn. It was even sold as part of most lawn seed mixes. It was actually the fertilizer and herbicide companies that convinced people that clover was no good, because they couldn’t figure out how to create a chemical that would kill weeds and leave clover. So, if you let clover grow in your lawn, you’re standing up to The Man.

Clover needs very little water. Even in dry years, you won’t need to water your lawn very often, if at all.

Clover is so pervasive that it will actually choke out many other types of weeds that might try to establish themselves in your lawn.

When the dog does his business in the yard, clover won’t be affected as grass is.

Finally, a really great clover-filled yard could attract all kinds of fairies and leprechauns and other various magical creatures. With all that magic in you yard, you just never know when you might get lucky. *wink*

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Reasons My Mama Is Crying – A Guest Post By A 2-Year-Old

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***I have had guest bloggers before. They were brilliant and insightful but, as fabulous as they were, this writer is hands-down my favorite guest poster of all time.  He is charming and witty and talented and an obvious genius. He is one of those people who, as soon as you meet them, you know he is destined for greatness.  Unless you happen to be one of the unfortunate ones who encounter him during a temper-tantrum in the Meijer produce department.  Have you guessed it? Today’s guest blogger is Toddler-saurus Rex.  I hope you enjoy his first-ever blog post.***

T-RexHi! I’d like to take a moment to introduce myself, if that’s OK. My mommy calls me T-Rex on her blog so I guess we’ll just go with that. I’m 2 1/2-years-old. I enjoy listening to the same song over and over until the grown-ups in my house start to tremble and show signs of a nervous breakdown, turning on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and ignoring it completely until someone else tries to change the channel, and exploring the flavors of random items I pick up from the floor.

I asked Mama if I could have some space on her blog to share something with you.

You see, there’s this website called, “Reasons My Son Is Crying.”  Mama thinks it’s hilarious.  Every time she sees one of those pictures she starts laughing.

I honestly don’t get it.  I mean, did you see the one where the mom had planted a flower in the pot her son had given her? What was she thinking?! Of course the boy was crying! Who puts a flower in a big clay pot? Poor kid. I feel his pain.

And it’s not like Mamas don’t cry.  I have proof.  I stole Mama’s phone to take some pictures (Oh! I forgot to add, “stealing Mama’s phone to take pictures” to my list of interests). Let me show you what I’m talking about…

Reasons My Mama Is Crying:

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

She’s always raving about my big sister’s fabulous artwork. I thought I’d try my hand at expressing my creativity.  She was overcome by the beauty of it.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

Mama says we are always late for everything. She gives us all plenty of time to get ready but we think it’s sort of funny to wait until she’s got her coat on and then tell her that we have to use the potty or change clothes or grab one more toy.  I’m not so sure she understands the humor.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

Mama says she loves to watch the Olympics but every time we turn it on she starts crying: especially when they show the Moms and Dads in the stands.  I don’t get it.  Maybe she’s sad that they get to watch their kids do sports and she doesn’t.  I think I’ll try bobsledding down the staircase this afternoon. That will probably make her feel better.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

Mama has a weird fondness for Mexican food. Last week she told us we were going to “Taco Tuesday” at her favorite Mexican restaurant and, when we got there, they were closed and the building was empty. I told her we could just have cookies instead but she didn’t seem interested in that idea. Mamas have weird ideas about the appropriate times for eating cookies.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

I tell you the truth, the woman is obsessed with where it is and is not OK to poop. She kept asking if I had to poop. I said no. It was the truth. I was done by the time she’d asked. I really don’t see the problem. Everybody poops. I know it’s true. I read a book all about it.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

You know those little rubber things that they put on the bottoms of metal chair legs to keep them from being dangerously sharp?  Those come off.  And then, if you put the chair right in front of the door and everything works out perfectly, Daddy will come bursting through the door just as Mama is starting to push the chair in and the metal edge will rip her toes off and she does this great hopping on one foot move.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via Lazy Hippie Mama

She told me to put the Kindle down and go play with my toys, so I did. I played with every single one of them. I even took the flash cards and dominoes out of their boxes! You think she’d be happier. I’m not sure I’ll ever understand women.

Things That Make My Mama Cry - via lazy Hippie Mama

Yup. My Mama sure does cry a lot (although, now that I really think about it, I’m not sure that all of the tears in these pictures were 100% genuine), but the very best thing about my Mama is that, even though she’s quick to cry she’s even quicker to laugh.  We don’t always understand each other but no matter what we’ll love each other forever.

Wait!

Before you go, there’s something else I wanted to mention..

Mama’s blog has a great sponsor – Dolphy Games.  I seriously LOVE these games!  They are so cool!  When I click on the little dolphin to start it up it says, “Hello, T-Rex!”  And then there are all these great animals and colorful pictures of things I really like – like beach balls and watermelons.

Dolphy Games via Lazy Hippie Mama

Some of the games are just a little tricky… they really make me think.  I have to count or remember my shapes and colors but I’m getting really good at them and when I get a right answer the pretty voice says, “Well done, T-Rex!”  I can’t help it.  That voice makes me so happy that I just have to jump up and down and clap.

My big sister has a version for older kids and she loves it, too.

Dolphy Games via Lazy Hippie MamaIf you have some kids in your house, or if you need a special present for a child you love, you should go visit Dolphy Games and pick out something awesome for them.  I bet they’ll love it as much as I do!

If you liked this post, leave a comment and let my Mama know.  Maybe she’ll let me do another one day.

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