So, what do you think of the new digs? Thanks to the husband for giving me the redesign for Christmas, Kristin at Designer Blogs for making sense of my emails and putting up with my waffling, and Micaela of California to Korea and back again for taking the photos!
There may be a few kinks still to work out. Please let me know if you find any broken links. And if you need a blog redesign please let the gals at Designer Blogs know I sent you.
Today on the blog, we’ll be discussing things I like . . .
Frankie, Frankie, Frankie. He was grumpy before Grumpy Cat made it cool.
Isn’t the Superbowl fun? Not the game. Obviously. What a snoozefest. My favorite thing about the Superbowl this year? Tim Tebow. He didn’t play in the game or anything. But I think we can all agree that he won.
What Arbitrary Thing Are You?
I am a big fan of “natural” foods. But by that *I* mean, minimally processed, minimally packaged, preferably homemade, in my dreams homegrown. I do NOT mean “organic.” I don’t buy organic food because we just have too many people here to feed. Plus, I’ve always had a sneaking suspicion that the whole thing was just a clever way to trick fancy people into spending more money to buy the same food.
Stop Worrying About Feeding Your Kids Organic Fruit
If you ask Ames or the National Research Council what all this means, you won’t hear anyone say OMG don’t eat plants; they are trying to kill us. It’s Ames’s belief that plants are exceptionally good for us in spite of the fact that they contain high levels of natural toxins — and that we certainly shouldn’t be worried about the minuscule differences in pesticide levels between organic and conventional foods. Indeed, if the research literature is clear about anything regarding fruits and vegetables, it’s that eating more of them — conventional or organic — does good things for the body.
This article is chock full of real science so that we moms can make informed decisions for our families. You guys know I like that sort of thing.
Bottom line: “organic” does not mean “pesticide-free,” chemicals are not your enemy, eat more fruits and vegetables, wash them first.
Close on the heels of the heartbreaking story of the Texas man who sought a judge’s order to remove his brain-dead pregnant wife from life support (which was not necessarily immoral, but was unequivocally very, very sad) . . . comes a similar story from Canada.
But this time, husband and father Dylan Benson is asking for our help. You can read his moving plea here, and, if you wish, make a donation for Baby Iver.
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| from our trip two years ago for Bobby’s birthday |
We have a family tradition of going to Disneyland for sixth birthdays. Gus turned six in November, but I was 38 weeks pregnant at the time, so we put the trip off for a couple of months. But, we’re finally off this weekend for some family fun in the happiest place on earth.
I’m not sure if we’ll be able to top our last visit, but we’re going to try!
That’s Bobby battling Darth Vader and Anita is the Alice on the left.
