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The Four R’s: Refuse, Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

The Four R’s: Refuse, Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

 

 

Jan. 2011 Trying to use less, want less, waste less… Today I created an account with DMAchoice.org to reduce the HUGE amount of paper mail I receive.

“DMAchoice™ is an online tool developed by the Direct Marketing Association to help you manage your mail. This site is part of a larger program designed to respond to consumers’ concerns over the amount of mail they receive, and it is the evolution of the DMA’s Mail Preference Service created in 1971.

For the purposes of this site, direct mail is divided into four categories: Credit Offers, Catalogs, Magazine Offers and Other Mail Offers. You can request to start or stop receiving mail from individual companies within each category—or from an entire category at once.”

I discovered a useful blog- The Zero Waste Home This family is light years ahead of most of us on reducing waste.  Bea and her family were the subject of a lovely Sunset Magazine (West Jan 2011) “The zero-waste home

 

Among other feats, Bea’s closet is as close to perfect as I could dream.  She  keeps 7 tops, 7 pants, 2 skirts and 7 pairs of shoes. Same idea goes for  her husband and two sons. Each has 7 casual tops, 1 dress shirt, 4 bottoms, 3 pairs of shoes, & 1 pair of pajamas per season).   My goal this year is to develop a mindset that will allow my closet to more closely resemble hers by year end.

Thanks for the inspiration!

 

Feb 2011

 

 

 

 

Great re-use/upcycle project for Valentine’s Day!

 

 

Watching Dragonflies in Yellowstone National Park

Watching Dragonflies in Yellowstone National Park

While on a family trip through West Yellowstone, we were fortunate to witness dragonfly nymphs emerging from their skins and taking their adult forms. Watching dragonfly emerge from nymph stage

The discarded skin or “exuvia” of a dragonfly nymphdragonfly nymph "exuvia" or discarded skin

Having just shed his skin, this adult dragonfly still resembles his nymph self. But not for long. With each breath his body lengthens and hardens, and wings begin to unfurl…

This newly emerged adult dragonfly rests on blades of grass near the river, waiting for his wings to fully unfurl and his body to dry.2006-yellowstone-dragonfly emergence wings half unfurled

The emergence process from nymph to adult dragonfly can take upwards of 4-6 hours. Click here to see more about the life cycle of the dragonfly, or google ‘Odonata’.

What’s wrong with this picture? A work in progress

What’s wrong with this picture? A work in progress

This is a work in progress. As I go through our photographs, I notice the odd, weird and just plain crazy. On occasion I see stuff that is just wrong! (I never have claimed to be perfect.) I also notice trends in our pictures. For instance, we seem to have lots of pics with peoples tongues sticking out. go figure. Check back from time to time and see what new and bizarre things we are up to!

You know how products always come with stupid warning labels? Well this might be an example of why that is. “Hey ya’ll, watch this!”

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Product not intended for use as roller coaster or rocket ship

Everyone loves to take pictures of their children. I am no different. When Berringer was a baby I noticed he could go from happy to pitching a fit in about 10 seconds. Here is one example.

crybaby

Missing the point
Missing the point

In 2006, we allowed Jacob to get one of those gameboy thingies, and he was so focused on trying to learn how to use it that the beauty of summer in Alaska was lost on him.

Missing the point
Missing the point

Can Men Breastfeed?

Can Men Breastfeed?

I breastfed both of my sons. I loved every minute that time. Not only was I able to provide them with the best nourishment possible, but we were able to bond on a soulful level. Breastfeeding is both challenging and rewarding. I never once wished to feed my children any other way. There were moments, however, when I was sad that my husband could not enjoy those quiet moments. Well, guys, if you are in touch with your maternal side, heres the evidence that, you too can join Le Leche League!

My son (now a well adjusted age 9) at 2, 'breastfeeding' his baby. My son (now a well adjusted age 9) at 2, 'breastfeeding' his baby.

This article was written by Shea Serrano and originally appeared in the September-October issue of mental_floss magazine. mentalfloss

Q: Can Men Breastfeed?

Odd as it seems, men can lactate. In their 1896 book, Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine, Dr. George Gould and Dr. Walter Pyle recount several occurrences of men breastfeeding their young. The stories include a sailor who put his son to his breast to quiet him and started producing milk; a South American peasant who sustained his child with his own breast milk during his wife’s illness; and a Chippewa man who put his infant to his breast following the death of his wife and produced enough milk to rear the child.

The phenomenon hasn’t stopped. In 2002, a Sri Lankan man named B. Wijeratne lost his wife and was left to care for their 18-month-old daughter. When the child refused powdered milk, Wijeratne tried something different. “Unable to see her cry, I offered my breast,” Wijeratne told a Sri Lankan newspaper. “That’s when I discovered I could breastfeed.”

Wijeratne isn’t alone. All men can breastfeed, because they possess the two most vital components for lactating—mammary glands and pituitary glands. Mammary glands, which produce milk, are present in all mammals. In fact, they’re one of our defining characteristics. In some cases, such as with mice, the mammary glands of the males are too underdeveloped to function. In humans, however, they’re fully formed in both sexes, complete with breastfeeding ducts and nipples.

Of course, for a human to actually breastfeed, those mammary glands have to be activated somehow. In women, this usually happens during pregnancy, when the brain’s pituitary gland starts releasing large amounts of a hormone called prolactin, which prepares the breasts to produce milk.

All men produce small amounts of prolactin during their lifetimes. It’s released after orgasms, for example, and may be responsible for the associated feelings of satisfaction and relaxation. But typically, it’s never present in large enough quantities for men to breastfeed. Under the appropriate psychological circumstances, however, the mind can demand that the body produce more of the hormone. This often happens to mothers who adopt children and suddenly find they can nurse. And as Dr. Gould and Dr. Pyle have documented, there’s a long history of it happening in men, too.


The Power of a Kiss

The Power of a Kiss

I have lived this way half my life. With a deaf ear (the bum ear, I call it) and a funny smile (from the facial paralysis.) Long story short. When I was 21yrs old, I was kidnapped at gunpoint from my apartment by 3 strangers. Raped and beaten, I suffered other indignities before I was shot in the head at point blank range, then unceremoniously dumped in an abandoned strip mine, and left for dead.

Fast forward. I turned 42 last month. It is bedtime for my two young sons. My 5 year old climbs up onto my bed for a story and our nightly hugs and kisses. Every night I “plant” kisses and wishes on each boy. In turn they do the same for me. This is a sweet and special moment in our day. My blonde boy looks me over, then plants kisses on all of his ritual spots- cheeks, eyes, chin, lips; saving one kiss for the very last. He always asks “Which ear is the hurt ear mommy?” so he doesn’t mix it up and waste his most special kiss. He gives my right ear a calm steady smack and mushes my face just so between his hands.

My heart stills every time my son remembers to do this for me. I have been OK for a very long time, my life has been been blessed; it continues to be. And every time I get a kiss on that ‘bum’ ear, I swear I think I can hear… just the tiniest bit.

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Family Life. The Good, The Bad, The Ugly-and Back Again

Family Life. The Good, The Bad, The Ugly-and Back Again

For better or worse, nothing can replace family. As social creatures, they are an essential part of our lives. I spent much of my youth trying to save a dysfunctional family; then years running from them. Eventually I set out to create my own version of what I think family ‘ought’ to be.

I am now 42. My husband and I have been married for almost 14 years. I adore him. From the day we met, that was it- he was the guy. (If you do the math, you’ll see I had plenty of practice, so I knew.)

We were married for 5 years before we had kids. We came from similar homes, so making the decision to create new life (and potentially fuck it up) was huge. People often do not escape the ties that bind them to their history.

Our boys are now 6 and 8. It is both exhilarating and terrifying to be a parent. I would have failed miserably in this venture had I been younger and started a family. Through my experiences, I became convinced that my own family could be better.

Here’s the thing. I worked to free myself of the ‘baggage’ that goes along with dysfunctional families- I remember the shit I endured. I was raised to be a caretaker; a mender of people and things that, ultimately, could not be repaired. I have learned, instead, to use that energy to nurture my little ones. Being a mother is the best, and hardest, thing I do each day.

In spite of my dysfunctional upbringing, and maybe even BECAUSE of the way I was raised; I love them, teach them- and most importantly, set them free into this world.

I love every second I have with them. I regret every mistake I make. I try to make sure we laugh. A lot. We dance and sing; look for the unexpected. We think outside of the box.

Life is not to be endured. LIFE IS TO BE EMBRACED.

What can happen when you open your heart and home to strangers you meet on the internet

What can happen when you open your heart and home to strangers you meet on the internet

I have reconnected with childhood friends and college buddies through the Internet. I have used the Internet as a tool for getting to know several acquaintances better. I have even made good friends with people I met from, yes, you guessed it- the Internet. What started out as a google search for information about rocks turned into getting to know a family who, I hope, will be life long friends.

Last fall I was searching for information on geology for my son’s class. They were doing a segment on earth sciences, learning about different kinds of rocks and minerals etc… Well among the hits was Courter Resource Group. I noticed they offered an education program. So I emailed for information about a specific thing. The person wrote back saying the lesson I was interested in wasn’t available yet, but she would keep my email and let me know when it was ready for distribution. She gave me a few other links that were really helpful.

Some months go by. I get an email from Courter Resource Group. The lady says, “Remember the lessons you were interested in? Well I am taking a trip across the west this summer with my kids doing the final prep to finish that lesson up. We may be in your area. From Susan Courter”

Cool. I email back to Susan that we love visitors, and if they are in the area to give us a buzz.

And so it goes…we start corresponding regularly. Sending pictures of family members, talking about the journey they are planning; and in July the Courters arrive at our place for a visit. We had a blast. They will be lifelong friends. We talk on the phone every couple of weeks now. Email back and forth. Our children, though disparate in ages, love each other.

These people were meant to be our friends. It is as though we have known each other for a very long time. And it all began with a google search.