Snack Attack

#TBT from another blog I use to write on (this was an excerpt of a paper I wrote for a class at the time) and a PSA I was proud to create:

Science, economics and politics all interact to affect our food choices. Scientists that work for food producers have figured out that we are hard-wired to have a chemical weakness when it comes to fats, sugar and salt. High Fructose Corn Syrup is 25% sweeter than refined sugar. When HFCS is added as an ingredient it creates a bigger chemical surge in our brain.

Things like candy and potato chips are not food. When we eat them they happen to taste great but set off our addictive cells and imbalance our endocrine system. “Instead of satisfying hunger, the salt-fat-sugar combination will stimulate that diner’s brain to crave more.” (Kessler, 2009)   “For many, the come-on offered by Lay’s Potato Chips — “Betcha can’t eat just one” — is scientifically accurate. And the food industry manipulates this neurological response, designing foods to induce people to eat more than they should or even want.” (Kessler, 2009) 

Government policies pertaining to agriculture have fed changes in our food supply which have lead to public health concerns such as obesity, disease and affordability of healthy foods as well as access to them. Regardless of what we purchase at the store, it probably has some form of corn in it. We have driven down the price of corn and soy so low, that these are staple ingredients in most processed foods. Food corporations are thriving with this concept. Not only are taxpayers subsidizing the corn and soybean crops, but we are paying for it again when we purchase from the food corporations that benefit from these low prices.

The taxpayer subsidies are simply a symptom of a broken system, so be careful not to place blame on the farmer. When prices are allowed to be driven so low, agribusiness is able to monopolize the industry and reap the rewards of cheap corn. With the Agricultural Bill affecting so many aspects of our lives, it’s important that we don’t glance over its significance. We must ensure representation in D.C. for not only the policies formed, but why they are formed, who they really benefit and how they are implemented.

Agriculture and our health are linked at the hip. Agriculture is directly linked to nutrition and public health. We can’t tackle one without affecting the other. The failure to address agriculture means we’ve also given stock to health insurance companies and pharmaceutical companies. “For the first time in American history, our generation was at risk of having a shorter lifespan than our parents. And it was because of what we ate.” (Curt Ellis, King Corn filmmaker) It is frighteningly apparent that this current system is literally killing us. Perhaps, instead of asking ourselves the question, “Does it taste good?” we should challenge ourselves to ask, “Is it good for us?”


We are not alone. Together, we can start a conversation early on with our children about food. We must refrain from assembling our food and prepare it. We must involve children in the process and thus allow for a natural connection to our food to occur. You are your child’s first teacher; teach them one of the most basic of all needs—nutrition that sustains a healthy, active, productive life.

Purple Agapanthus

My California obsession, in the form of purple and white…

The big purple (and white) flowers that adorn the landscape of California remind me of giant dandelions in shape. 


After a little research, I learned that they are actually called Purple Agapanthus. They are native to the subtropical and warm temperate areas of South Africa.

According to Better Home and Gardens, these low maintenance plants grow in zones 7-11. They reach a height of 1-3 feet and width to 3 feet wide. 

I adore them in their varying stages. Prior to blooming, they remind me of an elf or hat fit for a fairy.


Not only am I fond of them…the hummingbirds are too!


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Upon arrival, we headed right to the beach. Our children’s instincts were to immediately run, fully clothed, into the ocean. Who needs swimsuits when you have a heart of joy and excitement  over flowing in your pours? Indoor recess, school cancelations, “Polar Vortex,” layers of winter attire, ice, shoveling and a lack of sunlight were distant memories now…at least for the next 9 days.
As my husband and I sat, toes planted in the sand with the sound of our children’s laughter filling the beach with song, we turned to one another and smiled. This was no ordinary family vacation. This was a turning point in our lives.
We were amazed how life didn’t stop for people in San Diego. We lost count of the people we observed walking, running, biking…cooking and eating outdoors. They were living while we were counting the days for Spring to arrive in Minnesota. I would hear hearty Minnesotans say, “Embrace the cold, don’t endure it.” After 10 years, I just don’t think we could, or wanted to endure it anymore.
New Years Eve, 2013. Grilling turkey dogs on the beach.
As the final days of our vacation approached, seeing how happy our boys were to freely play and explore, feeling the effects of seasonal depression wear off, we tossed around the idea of how we could make the move to California. If others lived there, why couldn’t we? They were creating a life here…so could we.

By all means, we weren’t abandoning ship– we lived in Minnesota for 10+ years. Minnesota has been good to us! …Marriage, houses, babies, my education, my husband’s job…and a community of friends that are family by every meaning in the sense. I couldn’t help by think of a quote I once stubbled upon:  If we were meant to stay in one place, we’d have roots instead of feet. -Rachel Wolchin

We were ready for a change. Without risk, there is no change. Without change, there is no growth. Composing a life doesn’t consist of “What If?”… it’s “Why Not?” If we had any doubt in our mind, the 70-degree difference in the temperature on the day we landed at MSP sure cleared that up.
Minnesota. January, 2014.
So we tossed the idea out to the universe. The universe listened. We are so thankful.

Friends are Family

I’m actually borrowing that line from my friend, Susie. So true. So true, Susie. Susie is one of those kind and loving…artistic and creative….fun and graciously spirited people that you just love to be in the company of. She surely is a gardener of the soul as every time I leave her, I feel like I’ve been graced upon just as sunshine must feel on the petals of a flower. She made my boys day by thinking of them and making them the crayons below. I plan on hanging this picture in our new house as a reminder to allow color into our world on a daily basis (in it’s many forms) and how blessed I am to call her a chum. 🙂

Yes, Susie…friends ARE family. Nothing better than being in the embrace of those you love!

A nice smushy hug!

More Tiger

“Live Art” by Tiger. He has such a brilliant, artistic mind.

Must be the dancer in me- I just loved seeing his bare piglets.

Taking a nice sniff of the “flower” he picked for me.
Marveling at the ants on the bark of the tree.

Little Feet. 🙂

Kissing the “precious flower.”

A swingin’ time.