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Archive for August, 2011

Cleaning up my act….

If you read this blog much at all, you know that I am constantly endeavoring to eat more healthily. However, at this point, I have not made much effort to change what I put on my skin. Your skin absorbs between 45% and 100% of the substances applied to it, depending on the chemical and the site to which it was applied. Your face absorbs 2-6x more than your torso, for example, and your underarms and private parts are believed to absorb nearly 100% of what is applied to them.

That being said, what are we putting on our skin?  More and more medications are being applied transdermally, which proves that the scientific community is getting more clued into the fact that stuff goes THROUGH your skin.

A few weeks ago, I had a Jordan Essentials home party. Jordan Essentials is a skin care company that uses no alcohol, parabens, sulfates, petroleum products (such as mineral oil), DEA, or aluminum…and all for very reasonable prices!  It concerns me that as soon as people get cancer, they are told to stop all body products with chemicals that are cause for concern. Why are people not warned BEFORE they get cancer?!?!

Something to think about….

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Daydreaming….

One day….I need to see the Alhambra.

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I have a seven year old boy. Have you ever had one of those? Oh, my word. He talks CONSTANTLY. There is a non-stop stream of chatter about Star Wars, his paper airplanes, the latest Lego plan, and how he just climbed the magnolia tree and saw a huge bug. The commentary about his falling-out teeth, his big sister, why he doesn’t want to drink milk, and how his bangs make him “cute” starts as soon as his feet hit the floor in the morning, and don’t stop until he’s conked out in bed at night.

I know it’s an important time for language development. I love that his vocabulary and diction are precocious and varied. I love the funny little things he says, and the way he interprets everything around him. I love to watch his logic develop and change.

BUT….there are days when I just want quiet. When I just want him to be quiet. But I can’t tell him to be quiet. Even when I’d love a minute of quiet, I don’t want to tell him to be hush. I know that in just a few short years, he’ll be a teenager, and I’ll be straining to get basic sentences out of him rather than mere grunts. Maybe I’ll be fortunate, and my teenage son will keep talking to me. But I’m afraid that the stream of chatter will dwindle to a trickle, and on some days, stop altogether. So, I’m listening to the 100,000 words a day….storing up the memories, and cherishing this time. Because, most likely, it won’t last….

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