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Dear January,

Sunday, January 31, 2010

It's nothing personal and don't take this the wrong way, but pack your bags and get out of my life. Oh, you have your good points. I dearly love the resolutions you bring with you each year. The mountains of seed catalogs that arrive in the mail and the year you gave me my dear Hannah Banana are all good things. And, I acknowledge that. Like I said, it's nothing personal.

The fact is, January, you depress me. You make my joints creak and lips chapped. Our personalities, they clash. We are not compatible. I try each year to get along with you better but I just can't seem to do it. You are simply too cold and gray. I need color in my life. I need warmth. I need to feel alive. I just can't do that when you're around.

So, January, I'll try to focus on the good in you because I like to believe the best in everyone. It's not you, it's me. But, don't let the door hit you on the way out.

No love whatsoever,

Happy Birthday, Hannah Banana!!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

This is my baby. My baby who I gave birth to just one fleeting decade ago on a snowy morning in Alabama. Maybe that's why she loves snow, even though it sometimes doesn't end well.

Of course, if I'm being introspective, this means I have only two babies left still in the single digits. ~deep sigh~

Despite the fact Fiddler on the Roof's 'Sunrise, Sunset' is stuck on repeat play in my brain, I am delighted to say a very...

Happy Birthday my sweet Hannah Banana!! I love you to the moon and back!!

Obama the school yard bully

Last night's State of the Union address surprised even me. Just when I thought Obama could not be any more offensive, be any more arrogant, be any more deceitful... well, he did. All of the above. I am amazed there is anyone still supporting this guy but that Kool-Aid is apparently some pretty potent stuff.

One thing that jumped out at me, grabbed me around the neck and proceeded its assault on my sense of justice was Obama's jab at the Supreme Court. He publicly called them out and questioned a decision they had made that he doesn't agree with. Wow. Separation of powers, anyone? Checks and balances, anyone?

Someone might need to slip Obama a copy of a great document known as the Constitution. And, a remedial high school course in American Government.

Don't EVEN get me started on the lies. I don't have enough blog space or enough time. I have children to raise.

I will mention my favorite lie. He said he has "excluded lobbyists from policy making jobs."

Liar. Liar. Pants. On. Fire.

Potty Humor

Tuesday, January 26, 2010


The boy upon completion of a successful trip to the potty: "Thank you! Thankyouverymuch!" (complete with bow)

The boy upon watching me fold my unmentionables: "Mama! You have big boy pants??? Good job!"

The boy upon deciding that Buttermilk needed to learn how to use the potty: "Come on, Buttermilk. Time to go tee tee." ~splash~ (Buttermilk is still in hiding.)

Just another day in paradise.

If you didn't pack your kid's lunch before...

Friday, January 22, 2010

Sometimes I think nothing can surprise me. Then I start reading. I'm a BIG proponent of healthy eating and processed food makes my skin crawl. So, you can imagine that I was breaking out in a small case of hives reading this story. Reporter Ed Bruske went to his daughter's school and observed what goes on in a school lunchroom for a week. He is putting up a series of six essays on the topic that he entitled Tales from a D. C. School Kitchen. They may as well have been entitled Tales from the Crypt, as far as I'm concerned. ~shudder~

What really makes me all twitchy is the marketing. "Fresh cooked", "whole grains" and other buzzwords insult the intelligence. Don't kid yourself. It's all about the money.

The system is precisely designed for optimum efficiency, convenience and economies of scale. As I discovered during my week in the H.D. Cooke kitchen, “fresh cooked”–the food our children are served here in the nation’s capital every day–is a perfect reflection of the prevailing industrial methods that rule our nation’s food supply. Meal components are highly processed and reconstituted, some with ingredients provided by the U.S. Department of Agriculture’s commodities food program, and come from factories all over the country. Human intervention has been reduced to an absolute minimum. It’s cheap, it’s fast, and it’s easy.

Don't even get me started.
What I quickly learned is that “fresh cooked” does not mean “from scratch” or “fresh ingredients.” Indeed, most meals at H.D. Cooke are constructed around foods that have been heavily processed and reconstituted in distant factories, then shipped pre-cooked and frozen. Meal components have been industrially designed to require the least amount of time and minimal skill to prepare.

Meals sent from home are inferior? Wow. I really don't see how that could be possible unless the nefarious parents are sending their kids with lunchboxes full of Pixy Stix. High fructose corn syrup is the stuff of my nightmares.
Studies have found that meals sent from home are frequently inferior, nutritionally speaking, to food served in schools. But during my week as an observer in the kitchen at H.D. Cooke. I found there’s plenty of sugar in school food as well. School food providers know just as well as parents that a little sugar goes a long way towards enticing kids to eat what’s served.Breakfast is a prime example and could well be described as sugar loading time at school. Standard in the food line, for instance, is the morning display of Kellogg’s Pop Tarts. These iconic, 1.76-ounce pastries, individually wrapped in foil, are advertised as “whole wheat” and “20% fiber.” But the second ingredient in the strawberry Pop Tarts served at H.D. Cooke is high-fructose corn syrup. The 13 grams of sugar, or more than three teaspoons, in each Pop Tart accounts for 27 percent of its 190 calories.

And, why do kids crave them? And, why are our kids obese? And, why is this allowed to go on? Anyone?
Sodas, chips, french fries, white bread, pizza, tater tots–all show up on the list of foods that critics of school meals most love to hate. But kids crave them, which creates a dilemma for schools, since they depend on federal payments to support their food service programs, but only receive the federal subsidies for meals that are actually served. In other words, schools have to sell kids on the idea of eating what’s offered. That’s why a school “meal” can actually consist of pizza and tater tots. Though it’s full of starch and fat, it fulfills government requirements for protein, grain and vegetable–and kids love it.

Let's face it. Parents need to step up on this one. If parents fed their kids better at home, they wouldn't be interested in the junk they are serving and calling food. If all parents packed their kids a healthy lunch, the government would be scrambling to figure out how to entice them back to the school lunchroom, which might actually include bringing in real food and not the mashed up chemicals with fake grill marks "food product" they serve now. Then there are the families that have little money and rely on the schools to feed their kids. They don't have many options. That's why it's up to those of us with options to make some noise.

This is our tax dollars at work, folks. It would be nice if we had a say in how it is spent.

Three cheers for Massachusetts!!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010


Just when I thought the swift march of socialism across this great country of ours was all but a done deal. Just when I had given up all hope of future prosperity. Just when I thought I would be funding the lavish vacations of liberals and all their cronies friends and family for the rest of my born days. Just when I thought everyone but me had guzzled down the Obama Kool-Aid.


Scott Brown... a REPUBLICAN... beat the DEMOCRAT in the uber liberal state of Massachusetts! Could this really be happening? Somebody pinch me.

Let this sink in for a minute. Arguably the most liberal state in America. They've elected Ted Kennedy. TED KENNEDY, people! For these past who-knows-how-many decades. This state just elected a CONSERVATIVE to take the seat of Ted Kennedy.

How sweet is that? Wow.

There are thinking people in the great state of Massachusetts.

Who knew?

The Lord and His mercies are new every morning!

Monday, January 18, 2010

The Lord has made His face to shine upon me this week with glorious sixty degree days and ample sunshine! Today found me at the park with every other resident of our little town. Public school holidays always escape me so I was shocked to see a park laden with children until one of my own reminded me it is, in fact, Martin Luther King Day. So, that's why we didn't get any mail. I can be a little slow sometimes.

From the sub-arctic horror of the last two weeks, bursts forth weather that is practically tolerable! I even sat on my deck in short sleeves and soaked up some rays. Bliss! Pure heavenly bliss!

It's days like today that remind me of the Lord's infinite care of me in all things... even giving this thin blooded southern gal a warm, sunny day smack in the middle of one of the coldest winters on record.

Thank you, Lord.

ROLL TIDE ROLL!!!

Thursday, January 7, 2010


I don't think it's a secret that I'm not really much of a football person. Most games make me yawn. In fact, I can't even boast of having watched the whole game... but I did catch the last three minutes. And, those are the ones that counted most!

I saw Nick Saban get doused with something red that will never come out of that white shirt of his. I hope it wasn't a favorite. I also saw our Alabama boys earn the title of National Champions!!!

How sweet it is!!!

Congratulations Crimson Tide! You earned it! And, I loved how proud all your mamas looked from the stands. I'm proud of you too!

Alabama Crimson Tide 37 - Texas Longhorns 21

ROLL TIDE ROLL

Snow Day in Alabama!



I hear my Canadian friends and Montana friends laughing. You don't think I can hear you, but I can! Yes, my friends. They predicted we'd see an inch of snow fall in Alabama today. News like that shuts down our local infrastructure faster than Obama can congratulate Bernanke on his Man of the Year win.

Oh, there were a few flakes. My children raced outside in their rain boots and double layers of sweatpants with unbridled abandon! They caught all four snowflakes on their collective tongues. Then it was over. And, just cold.

I can't say that I'm disappointed because really, we are not people of snow. But, I wouldn't mind if they would get say, the fact it's going down to 5 degrees this weekend wrong. Can't a girl catch a break?

I wouldn't mind one bit if in the morning I awake to 65 degrees and sunshine with my local meteorlogist standing over my bed shouting, "Psyche!"

I think there's about as much chance of that happening as snow in Alabama today.

Bummer.

(71 days until spring, in case you were wondering)

Happy New Year!

Friday, January 1, 2010

And what could make any new year happier than the realization that there are only 79 more days until spring?!

Come to me, my spring! I miss you!