September 25th - Another day in paradise

Been awhile since I've rapped at ya . . . 

I need to get some pictures up in this blog.  Our kittens are getting huge and so are my children.  And so is my a**, since Teresa and I went out whoopin' it up on Saturday at the Wine Fest.  Argh.  The Wine Fest was super fun and we would've been fine to just do that and go home, but nooooo!  "I've never been to the Distillery!"  So I just had to go to the Distillery . . . which serves cocktails in 16 ounce cups, so that should give you an pretty good idea about the size of my hangover the next day.  Why did I do that?  Hopefully it will be another 10 years or so before I poison myself like that again.  So, I haven't run much since Saturday morning . . . but enough about that.

I've been reading "Eat, Pray, Love," and I'm totally in love with this book.  Everyone should read this.  And I am starting meditation as soon as I finish reading it.  Not just because of this book, I have been contemplating a meditation practice for awhile now, I just didn't quite know where to start.  I've talked to my friend Sharon about it and she told me about a book, but I forgot what the title was . . . and then, oddly enough, my friend Anna had a book of mine, "How to Meditate," that I loaned her ages ago.  I came home the other day and there was this book, "How to Meditate," just sitting in my living room, begging me to meditate.  Perfect timing.  I just love that.  And with everything that is going on in the world/economy/food prices/housing crisis/poor house, I don't want to stress out about it . . . meditating myself into blissful happiness sounds like the perfect thing to do in a times like these!  

Obama! Obama! Obama!

http://www.factcheck.org

Get the facts and have our all of our ducks in a row . . . the McCain/Palin campaign are spreading so many lies that its hard to keep up with them all.  factcheck.org does a good job or trying to sort it all out.

Obama in GJ was awesome!  The girls and Granny and I stood in like FOREVER to get in, but it was worth it to see Obama, so full of hope and integrity and intelligence.  With so much negativity and doom and gloom out there, its hard to stay positive, but we have to - don't let the bastards get you down!

Big Brother is Out There!

Four days after my Vitamin Cottage post, I received two emails of apology from their staff.  At first I thought one of my friends forwarded it to them, but I don't really think anyone reads my blog, so the second one said at the top that they received my blog from "Google Alerts."  So this is some slick China-esk software that Google runs that will alert you if certain words are posted on the internet!  Slick tool for a business . . . a little bit freaky for a mom blogging to nobody but myself in Palisade!

I am totally re-thinking that blog on extended breastfeeding.  Someone could have a Google Alert on "ninnies" for all I know.  I'll also take off the rant to Uncle Charlie . . . I'm a comfort junkie, the last thing I want is to fight with my relatives or Vitamin Cottage, for that matter!

Farewell to Vitamin Cottage!

I kicked myself for ever shopping at Vitamin Cottage, when Sundrop Grocery closed.  But then I shopped at Vitamin Cottage anyway, because I really had no choice . . . until now!

Goodbye Vitamin Cottage - never again will you fill up two baskets with my groceries, then say to my two children and me, "Thanks and have a nice day!" leaving me to wonder how to navigate two grocery carts and two children to the car.

Yo Vitamin Cottage!  Never again will I return home and realize that I'm missing my sausage, my keifer and my eggs, only to call and have the clerk argue that she did in fact place the eggs in my bag, but then call back and have the manager who bagged my groceries say, "Sorry that happened.  If you bring your receipt in, we will give you the items you forgot to put in your cart."

Adios Vitamin Cottage - never again will I return home and wonder what the "CC Colored Glass" for $11.99 cents is on my receipt because you charged me for that instead of a sandwich. And that was just my trip this week.

I'm sure you won't miss my family and I eating our way through your store (we pay for everything, of course.)  It was just easier to give in and let the girls go ahead and eat those raspberries or that Luna bar before we hit the checkout.  I'm sure you won't miss us spilling yogurt by the dairy case or chocolate milk at the checkout either.  And I'm sure you won't miss Francesca dumping the ground coffee from the grinder's spill tray either.  I'm not under the illusion that you will even notice our absence.

But just for the record, I was a one of your few customers that bought ALL my groceries at your store.  I believe that I was one of the few, because I was always the only customer with my cart stocked to overflowing at the checkout.  Most other customers have some olive oil, some water, diapers, maybe something for lunch, just a few items.  So maybe you'll miss the $350 I spent every week.  I doubt it, but maybe.

  

Beginning today, I am able to bring my shopping list, in all of its organic, all natural, no food coloring, no artificial ingredients, no hydrogenated oils, Maverick Ranch chicken, Recharge, Popsicles, organic fair coffee, medicinal teas, all natural evaporated milk, glory to Kelly at Family Food Town.  He said he'd get whatever I wanted, that he has lots of special orders and that whatever I wanted was probably stuff that he should be carrying anyway (how awesome!)  He even said he could probably get me a better price, which I don't doubt for a second.  So from now on, instead of getting ripped off by a corporation (Whole Foods) or a family owned corporation (Vitamin Cottage) I can get everything from my locally owned and operated, Family Food Town grocery store.  Yippee!  

The only downfall is that I now will become even more reclusive . . . staying in Palisade all the time.  Everyone!  Come visit!

Angry Woman

Epictetus wrote, "If you do not wish to be prone to anger, do not feed the habit; give it nothing which may tend to its increase.  At first, keep quiet and count the days when you were not angry:  I used to be angry every day, then every other day, next every two, then every three days!  And if you succeed in passing thirty days, sacrifice to the gods and give thanksgiving."

I decided to try it.  I haven't made it one day yet.  I was doing pretty good today, but then I just read Sarah Palin's speech.  Argh!  I've enjoyed my blog because its nice to look back and reflect, but I don't want it to turn into a b*tch session column, complaining, ranting and angry about this or that.  But seriously, a woman running for the vice presidency and calling herself a "gal."  Seriously?  As in, "Take it from a gal who knows . . . " what?  I can't even get into it.  The evangelical pastor that invited McCain and Obama for Q & A session comes to mind.  Obama was asked if he believed that evil exists.  After reading Palin's speech, my answer is YES, evil does exist.  I can't even say anymore about that because that would be "feeding the habit."  What can I do?  Maybe I'll call the Dem. headquarters tomorrow to see if I can do anything to help.  

I'll try again tomorrow to not get angry.  Its harder than I thought.  I never realized that a bipolar, schizophrenic x-boyfriend from Boulder may have been onto something when he nicknamed me "angry woman."  But that's another story.