So . . . What are YOU Eating?

Have you seen this movie? Mom #2 and I watched it last night. It's informative, enlightening, disturbing and unnerving.

All day long today, I've been mulling over the things I saw in the film and I think over the weekend I may watch it one more time before returning it to Netflix.

The ideas introduced in this film are not new and really not even news to me, as I've read The Omnivore's Dilemma (after an enthusiastic recommendation by RegularMom) and seen King Corn along with other informational resources regarding the food we eat. Something about the visual images in this movie, really have me rethinking every. single. thing. I eat and feed to my family.

We already try to stay away from processed foods because Mom #2 has high blood pressure and has also had her gall bladder removed and excess salt and fats are hard for her to digest. What really got to me were the images of the foods that are supposed to be healthy for you, can still really have hidden unnatural substances and just their very being have such an unnatural impact on the world we live in.

I know a lot of people on my blog roll already live an environmentally sensitive lifestyle, so I know I'm preaching to the choir here, but it's been on my mind today, so I couldn't go to bed tonight without posting something about this.

So, I guess this is a movie review, a public service announcement, meaningless meanderings . . . I'm not sure. Watch. Listen. Learn. Discuss.


Eat well.


Until next time . . .

Teenagers Give You Exactly 30 Seconds . . .

. . . To take photos of them when they're busy socializing. Good shot. Bad shot. No shot at all. Either way, it doesn't matter to them. 30 seconds later, it's all over.

If you've been reading for any length of time, you'll notice this is a recycled costume for Baby Boy. He's still getting his money's worth out of it, although I may have to charge him for using an excessive amount of my liquid eyeliner. I'm still not sure what it is, but I know it's from

Naruto Shippuden. Please don't ask any questions, that's all I know. I would ask Baby Boy, but I have to admit, the long version explanation he gives makes me nod off.

Full Body

Ready For His Close-Up

Ready To Party

They're terrible shots, but the party was lots of fun.

Slowly coming around from a sweet induced coma. ;-) My favorite kind.


I hope your festivities were all you anticipated and more.



Until next time . . .

Let the Sun Shine In!

We've been going through some really tough times lately, but I hate to blog about bad news, so I've just been staying silent about the issues. I'm sure you all can get whining for free at home, so why come here for such silliness.

There is, however, the tiniest glimmer of hope appearing just above an extremely distant horizon.

Positive energy, good thoughts, prayers, chants about found baby birds, etc . . . all much appreciated.


I think I'll leave it at that.


Oh, and, of course, Happy Halloween!



Until next time . . .

IT'S ALL GOOD!!!!!!!!

Today Mom #2 and I Baby Boy finally got the nerve to sign up and sit for his college entrance exam at the Community College.

He placed firmly exactly where we he thought he should . . . and all within college level classes.

YEAH!!!!

It feels so good to know that after all of these years of following no real particular program and just doing whatever has worked for us, we didn't screw him up.

Now there's no denying it, we have a full-fledged college student in our midst. He'll be starting Spring Semester.

These days, I'm doing a lot of walking around in circles, wringing my hands, and crying for no good reason commingled with maniacal laughter.

The beginning of the end is certainly in plain unobstructed view.

What's a Homeschooling Mom to do?

Wait! This is supposed to be a happy post.

Ok, so I'll let this post be about Baby Boy's fantastic test results. I'll whine and cry in another post. Look out for that one very soon.

*SIGH*


Until next time . . .

So . . . Who's Buying the Cool Whip?

Here's just one more example of my precious Baby Boy growing up into a young man.

Remember when your kids had money burning a whole in their pocket and just couldn't wait to buy candy, soda, and silly trinket toys that broke in 30 minutes?

I know you remember. Shoot, it was just yesterday, it seems.

Well, Baby Boy had some hard earned money burning a whole in his pocket the other day and do you know what he bought?

Pumpkin pie ingredients!

Oh, that isn't he half of it. He then insisted someone . . . well Mom #2 . . . because I don't bake . . . bake him a pie. Then proceeded to eat it very noisily (think smacking and humming) in his room.

I mean seriously, what kind of child saves up their money to buy pumpkin pie ingredients?

I'll tell you, a well fed one. That's who.

Oh, yes. I am raising an independent young man.

The poor woman who has to be his wife had better have some mad kitchen skills, because between my dinners (Oh, they are delicious, if I do say so myself) and Mom #2's desserts (heavenly) . . . this one is spoiled rotten. ;-)


And he's always hungry. Always.



Until next time . . .