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New Blog

I’m starting a new blog about healthy living. I’m really excited for the new blog, but am not quite sure what it means for this blog. I will definitely try to do both blogs, but if it gets overly time consuming, one will have to go. The new blog has a theme, so it will be more focused. While I have not posted anything yet, I do have a page for it at http://pressedfruitcafe.wordpress.com/. Starting next week, I will be posting on that blog.

 

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That’s Entertainment (via Hidden Cause, Visible Effects)

I really like the Hidden Cause, Visible Effects blog here at WordPress. I am reposting the site’s article from Saturday.

If you want to see the nature of the right-wing of this country, how it has married the worship of accumulations of vast amounts of money, however obtained, with a virulent hatred of the helpless, the victims and little guy, you can do no better than taking a look at one of their prize “new faces”–entrepreneur Linda McMahon. McMahon, as you know, is running for the Senate from Connecticut under the slogan “A businesswoman, not a politician, for … Read More

via Hidden Cause, Visible Effects

Happy October 12th Holidays!

October 12th is:

World Arthritis Day,

Farmer’s Day,

Moment of Frustration Day,

Freethought Day,

National Gumbo Day,

and

Cookbook Launch Day!

Who knew? I certainly didn’t!

If you know any freethinking farmers who are beyond frustrated because they weren’t able to launch their cookbook today because their nagging arthritis kept them from cooking and writing, then you should make them some gumbo to cheer them up!

Happy October 12th holidays!

Dear Diary: Passive-Aggressive Entomologist at the Family BBQ

Dear Diary,

Today was the family BBQ. I spent all afternoon with a bunch of bug murdering, pretentious humans. My day was awful, Diary, just awful!

As soon as I arrived, I saw my Uncle squash a beetle. I stared him down. “What? What did I do?” he asks me. “There’s nothing but weevil in your heart, pure weevil” I respond. I know he didn’t get it. I just scoffed at him and walked away.

I had to stand in the food line and talk to Aunt Bertha. “Oh look a monarch butterfly she tells me.” “Well that’s weird,” I responded as I pointed to her son, “someone has brought their pet chimpanzee.” She was offended and confused, but I didn’t care. If she can’t tell the difference between a Monarch and a Viceroy, then why should I pretend to tell the difference between her tactless, obnoxious son and a chimp? That was a moral victory, Diary. A moral victory for all the Viceroy butterflies mistaken for Monarchs.

My mom picked up on the tension between me and my uncle. She wanted everyone to have a good time, so she tried to make pointless conversation with the two of us while eating. Without warning, she started screaming like a mad person. “There’s a bug on a shirt.” With the memory of that innocent beetle in mind, I stared at my Uncle  and said “but not on the bottom of my shoe, Mom, not on the bottom of my shoe.” My uncle sighed and walked away. I think he understands now, bugs are people too.

Having made progress with my Uncle, I was hopeful the rest of the BBQ would go well. I was wrong, Diary. Little Johnny was squirting ants with his water gun. I stared at his mother and shook my head in disapproval. She didn’t notice so I took it up a notch. I breathed deep, heavy sighs until she had to ask if something was wrong.  “Oh, I’m just wondering if young Bizarro Oskar Schindler will be ready to answer to Bralm?” She was speechless. I left her  fumbling for words she’d never find.

Mom and Dad approached me; they were worried.  Little Johnny’s mom was concerned the heat was getting to me. “It’s not the heat, it’s the anti-insect atmosphere” I told them.  Mom felt bad and asked if I was having a good time? I replied, “Good time? No, no, no, I’m having a frass-tastic time!” I walked away and let them soak that one in. They didn’t seem to get it, but the bugs understood. And that’s all that matters.

I wanted to end things on a happier note, so I spent the last hour chatting with my grandma. Diary, she’s the only one that understands me besides you. So what if she’s blind, partially death, senile, and thinks I’m an etymologists. She gets me.

Good night,  Diary!

Love,

Vanessa Cardui

2GE+HER: The Best Fake Band Ever!

image via IMDb

On Wednesday, this post was Freshly Pressed.  I anticipated the ending of the story and thought of the perfect anthem for that post. It turns out, what I anticipated was wrong, because unlike my ending, she got her CD back . In my version of the story, the ex-boyfriend refused to give it back, making the theme song for her post this great classic (OK , so classic in this sense of the word classic is a very  loose interpretation):

This brings me to the real topic of my post. I am officially proclaiming 2GE+HER the BEST FAKE BAND EVER!

When I was a sophomore in high school, MTV released 2GE+HER, a made-for-tv movie that spoofed boy bands such as N’SYNC, New Kids on the Block, Backstreet Boys, etc. I will admit, this movie absolutely ROCKED my world! I thought it was THE funniest movie I had ever seen. I remember going to basketball practice and raving to my teammates about it. I watched it as many times as MTV replayed it. Judge me not, WordPress community.  I know I’m not the only one who enjoyed it , because I have an awesome friend that didn’t enter my life until 3 years ago and she loved it as much as I did. Because I’m such a good friend, I bought her the first 2GE+HER CD for her birthday 2 years ago. I’d be a terrible friend if that was the only thing I got her, but it wasn’t.  I diverge.

Let’s face the facts here people. The movie was quite possibly, indefinitely, without a doubt, hands down, maybe the best parody ever. I think I just made another proclamation,  albeit an unofficial one. As one who lived through the Boy Band era, I have to say this movie was spot on. They had all the stereotypical boy band characters filled: The heart-throb, the cute one, the shy one, the bad boy and the older one (this character doubled as the older brother). Now I ask you, think back to all the boy bands that you listened to and I guarantee there is a person to fill that role.

The movie and spin-off series was great.  The music was catchy and cheesy and I daresay good. Good as in, could it be played on your local top 40 station? I think so! Dancing? Check! Stereotypical boy band characters? You betcha! The stamp of my approval? Two stamps of my approval!! Thus, BEST FAKE BAND EVER!!!

You may disagree, but I will doubt you as a person if you do. Just kidding. Maybe. If you disagree with my proclamation: 2GE+HER is the BEST FAKE BAND EVER, than which fake band gets your stamp of approval? Inquiring minds would love to know 🙂

I’ll leave you with a music video to feast your eyes and ears upon.

End The Maternal Death Clock

Each year, half a million women die in pregnancy or childbirth; 99% of these deaths occur in developing nations (UNFPA). Developed countries such as  the USA are not without maternal death problems. It is most certainly a global health issue!

Two events happened on September 20, 2010 at 9:00am in New York City. The United Nations Summit on the Millennium Development Goals (MDG) kicked off and  Amnesty International (AI) launched a Maternal Death Clock. The MDG is a blueprint for the fight against global poverty through 2015. The Maternal Death Clock has been ticking and counting the total number of maternal deaths since the start of the summit.

The Summit launched The Global Strategy for Women’s and Children’s Health. With a pledge of over $40 billion, the strategy has the potential to save the lives of 16 million women and children. It is an ambitious goal, and the tools/resources to actualize this goal are available. The etiology of these deaths are known, and in most cases, these deaths are preventable.

Knowing that the problem exists, we can help! If you have the money, give money; if you have the time, volunteer or write a letter to lawmakers; if you have a friend, spread the word about the issue. The more people aware of an issue means the more people available to help with the solution.

A Jar Full of Savings!


I had an epiphany one day! Instead of recycling empty glass jars, I decided I would reuse them. I buy a lot of beans, grains, etc from the bulk section at our food co-op. Buying  a new food item also meant the purchasing another mason jar. We save a lot of money by buying the bulk items, but we have taken our savings a step farther by reusing glass jars. I’ll take you through the steps:

  1. Soak the jar in warm soapy water. Then wash to get all dried food, etc off (you can also stick it in the dishwasher).
  2. Allow the jar to dry by placing upside down on a drying rack or towel. If you will be removing the sticker/label residue (see below), you can skip this step and just dry the outside of the jar.
  3. ANY CHARACTER HERE
  4. I don’t like the leftover residue (the sticky goo and the white paper)  from the label, so I remove by soaking in rubbing alcohol.

    I pour the alcohol on make-shift rags (we cut up old t-shirts) and place on the area of interest. I usually let it sit for about 30 minutes or longer. It probably takes a shorter amount of time, but I just leave it and go do other things. The residue can now be removed by rubbing it off with the rag. If the sticky goo needs a little more attention, scrape it with a butter knife.
  5. Wash the jars again to remove any rubbing alcohol.
  6. ANY CHARACTER HERE
  7. Let the jars dry completely.
  8. Add food: rice, beans, nuts, spices, etc.

pistachios in a reused pickle jar

garbanzo beans in a reused jelly jar

Voila! You’ve stored your food, and saved yourself some money.