Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Favorite City


Family
Friends
H&M
Mexican Food
No Jackets
No Boots
Endless Summer
Sunshine
Green Plants
. . .
happiness

Sunday, March 28, 2010

2010 Food in America


This past year I have been more aware about what I put into my body. Since I don't drink or do drugs my awareness has been about what food I'm consuming.

I have recently watched Food, inc. I recommend it to anyone who eats and buys food.
In Food, Inc., filmmaker Robert Kenner lifts the veil on our nation's food industry, exposing the highly mechanized underbelly that has been hidden from the American consumer with the consent of our government's regulatory agencies, USDA and FDA. Our nation's food supply is now controlled by a handful of corporations that often put profit ahead of consumer health, the livelihood of the American farmer, the safety of workers and our own environment. We have bigger-breasted chickens, the perfect pork chop, herbicide-resistant soybean seeds, even tomatoes that won't go bad, but we also have new strains of E. coli—the harmful bacteria that causes illness for an estimated 73,000 Americans annually. We are riddled with widespread obesity, particularly among children, and an epidemic level of diabetes among adults.
from: www.foodincmovie.com

The documentry was very informative. Finding out how much control the government has with food and the large companies that control our food is pretty alarming. It's disgusting/sad the number of obese Americans. It's estimated that 1 in 3 kids will now have diabetes. How horrible!

I'm not saying I eat the most nutritious food or that I eat great 24/7, but I try my best. I eat normal proportions. I don't eat dessert very often. I rarely drink soda. I don't over eat or snack constantly. I don't eat food when I'm sad. I don't eat something just because its "there." I have a hard time understanding people with bad eating habits that won't change, even when their life depends on it. I just don't understand the rise in obesity.

I caught an episode of Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution. He is a chef from Britain on a mission to revolutionize how americans eat.

In the six-part series, Jamie heads to Huntington, West Virginia. Why? Well, Huntington has been called the unhealthiest city in America. Jamie wants to do something about that. Through his efforts in this one town, he hopes to start a chain reaction of positive change across the country.
from: http://abc.go.com/shows/jamie-olivers-food-revolution/about-the-show
He went to one house and cooked everything the family would eat for the week in one setting. It was sick. The deep fryer was used in every meal. It was a huge heap of beige food. No green. No red. No color, but beige. Luckily the family wanted to change what they were eating. All family members were over weight. It kills me when little kids and teenagers are obese because I believe it is the parents fault for letting it happen. They buried the deep fryer outside and thew out all of the junk food.
Hopefully Americans will start eating right. If America doesn't, more people will die earlier and I don't think people will be living their lives to the fullest.
Ultimately life is all about choices. You can choose to make something healthy at home or drive to Micky D's and get yourself a big mac. You can choose to eat a suggested serving size or you can eat 5 times that amount. Everything in moderation, right? Don't be lazy. You and only you are in control of your body. Your body is a temple. God, only gives you one body. Treat it with respect, use self control and eat right. Teach your children how to eat right too. They will thank you later for giving them the gift of a long happy life.
This was a bit of a rant, but it's something Josh and I have been discussing. Please don't take offense to any of this. I know life is busy and it's not practical to always eat healthy. You can choose to eat however you want. However I stand behind eating healthy and eat in moderation whenever possible. I am lucky to be skinny. I almost always have been, but I believe it has a lot to do with what I eat. I'm so very thankful Josh and I's parents taught us both how to eat healthy. I'm so glad we are both on the same page about eating habits.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Spring Makeover

I LOVE this room! I can't wait for the spring because our downstairs TV room is getting a make over. There is going to be a lot of grey, yellow, white and brown. It's going to be great!

I really wish there was a Crate & Barrel in the SLC. Hopefully both of my favorite stores containing ampersands (Crate & Barrel , H & M), will one day be by me.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Not Cool Guys

I know I'm on a theme right now—I'm working through it. But come on! I can't just let this one slide. "Diver Wrestles Frisbee Off Shark." Why in the name of Poseidon would you do that? The story says two divers were off the coast of Florida and saw this shark resting on the bottom—with a Frisbee around its neck. So what do they do? They get all Mutual of Omaha and decide to lend the shark a hand (unfortunately the shark was too lethargic to actually bite the divers hand off, but it wanted to badly I know it).


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So much is wrong with this picture I don't know where to begin. First off, if you see a shark with a Frisbee around its neck at the bottom of the ocean and you automatically think "You poor thing," you're delusional. Think of the poor hippee that got eaten by the shark first. Poor hippee probably went real long at an ultimate Frisbee match on the beach (totally harshed his day I'm sure). That's the real tragedy here.

Second, the diver gave up the tactical advantage by helping this depth charge of teeth and malice. And if Rambo has taught us anything it's never give up a tactical advantage. Taking the Frisbee off the shark was like handing a very angry John Rambo (is there any other kind?) a fully-loaded M-60 machine gun and walking him into a room full of radio equipment. That situation can only end in one way and there's no calling for help after that episode of bullet fueled rage. (Only the bullets are teeth, and the radios are the soft parts of flesh on the back of your thigh.)

(What's next? Are we going to give the shark the headband of his dead girlfriend and a bow an arrow with explosive tipped arrows?)

The good news for the human race? We've learned that Frisbees slow sharks down. And apparently sharks love to put their heads through them. So next time I'm at La Jolla beach, you better believe I'll be tossing huge amounts of Frisbees into the water (you're welcome public). Don't call me a hero, I'm not a hero. I'm your worst nightmare shark. I know your weakness. And in the words of John I-look-totally-badass-with-my-shirt-off Rambo—I'm coming for you.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Day of Crying (at work)


Lay-offs are not fun. I miss my friends and my old department a lot. I should be thankful that I still have a job (a slightly different job at the same company). I am thankful, but I still feel sad about the changes. All good things must come to an end. :(