It’s true what they say; power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Let me tell you why.
First, go read what happened this weekend on my other blog over at urbanmoms.ca.
Now, let me introduce you to the face of facism in my my house this week (and for the next few weeks to come):
Okay, I’ve known it for seven years now. Feminine products and disposable diapers contain dioxin, a cancer-causing by-product of chlorine bleaching and pesticide spraying. A double-whammy, no? You get your cotton, which is heavily sprayed with pesticides while growing, then you bleach it with chlorine, and you get a lovely, pristine-looking tampon or pad:
For some reason it seems we modern women need our feminine products (and our babies’ diapers) to be blindingly white before we soil them and throw them away. Why? And: do we really? Read the rest of this entry »
I’m not sure that I totally understand it, but there is something immensely satisfying to me about shopping at Costco.
Why do I feel instantly better having this in my pantry?
Well, it is Valentine’s Day, after all.
Sorry I haven’t written in nine days…I’ve been kinda busy over here, writing about my amazing Isagenix journey.
So what do I love?
Him:
Her:
And her:
All of them together:
All of us together:
Fun times:
And you, of course!
A case of Murphy’s Law:
Girl1 is not sick. Yes, she felt nauseous last night, but it was a reaction to a medication she’s taking for a sore throat that resolved 3 days ago (but being a diligent mother, I am making sure she finishes her medicine). Girl1, in fact, has a disease that has plagued my family for generations: schoolaroostayhomeis. I suffered from it intermittently myself as a child. One finds school to be a downer for one (or several) of many possible reasons, ergo: one does not wish to attend. One searches for excuses. One gets worked up. One feels sick. One cries, pitifully:
But Mommy, I really don’t WANT to go to school!” Read the rest of this entry »
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