<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:03:27.120-04:00</updated><category term='Using Less'/><category term='Anti-Consumer'/><category term='Try this'/><category term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><category term='Green Living'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Green Issues'/><category term='Green Business'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Challenge'/><category term='Creativity'/><category term='Animal Welfare'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Chick with a Conscience</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm of French and Italian heritage. That means I just can't help being a passionate person. Here, I explore some of the things that make me hum--green living, frugality, creativity, the arts, animal welfare issues, social justice, food, natural living, holistic health, family, faith and more. Join me, won't you?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-741396576460589263</id><published>2010-06-02T14:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:39:07.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Issues'/><title type='text'>I'm baaaaack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/TAaiVsEdJ6I/AAAAAAAAAro/Bqh9fE9Cz4c/s1600/bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478244490233587618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/TAaiVsEdJ6I/AAAAAAAAAro/Bqh9fE9Cz4c/s400/bug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/TAaiNBu5TbI/AAAAAAAAArg/Sq30_bBgBRc/s1600/Joy-Scattered.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear, darling blog readers. I'm filled with chagrin. No, it goes beyond that. I'm really, truly embarrassed that I've been absent from this blog for such a long, long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason is this: At the end of February (20th to be exact) I started this new project. It's a year long experiment in which I'm facing 156 (average of 3 per week) fears or challenges to help get me out of my self-imposed shell a little bit. Here's a link to the blog, &lt;a href="http://www.156things.blogspot.com/"&gt;156 Things&lt;/a&gt;, if you are interested in checking it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished a 31-day blogathon, which you can read all about at 156 Things. A blogathon is basically a contest in which you challenge yourself to write a blog post every day for a month. I did it and just finished on May 31st. Whew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides being busy scaring myself, I've also been busy with work. New writing assignments continue to crop up (yay!) and I finally have more normal work hours which is a big help in that area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little guy is now 14 months old, which I can hardly believe. I love, love, love this age! Every month I've loved more and more. I'll be the first to admit that the first several months were rocky. This whole sleeping through the night thing is AWESOME and he's such a funny, cheerful and affectionate little guy that it's a pleasure to spend time together. Sometimes I just look at him and think, "Where did you &lt;em&gt;come &lt;/em&gt;from?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reading some great books lately, though more about personal development and my faith than any green issues. However, I did just get a great looking book called &lt;a href="http://www.savinggodsgreenearth.com/"&gt;"Saving God's Green Earth"&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://www.paperbackswap.com/index.php"&gt;Paperback Swap&lt;/a&gt;, which I'm anxious to delve into. I am reading about 4 books simultaneously right now, though, so I'm forcing myself to put it away until I finish at least one or two of these other books. Really, there must be a limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about you? What have you been up to? Are you still out there? Anyone? Anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really, truly do apologize and I hope that you'll all forgive me. I have some awesome stuff to discuss with you in future posts, so stay tuned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-741396576460589263?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/741396576460589263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=741396576460589263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/741396576460589263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/741396576460589263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-baaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaack!'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/TAaiVsEdJ6I/AAAAAAAAAro/Bqh9fE9Cz4c/s72-c/bug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8486184758477164146</id><published>2010-02-06T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:44:45.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance Soul? Or Simply Scattered?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S21iSGc9F3I/AAAAAAAAArY/_7SaimtYm54/s1600-h/51DGNFN7CZL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435108388415281010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S21iSGc9F3I/AAAAAAAAArY/_7SaimtYm54/s400/51DGNFN7CZL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo courtesy of Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who know me, know I have a myriad of interests. All of them varied, few overlapping. I love learning new things about preventative health and how our mind/body systems work together. I love to learn about healthy new foods and how to prepare them. I love to make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-cooked and cooked meals. I love to bake. I love to garden, compost, and raise my chickens. I love making &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;junky&lt;/span&gt; stuff into art. I love to see great movies and spend time in the great outdoors. I love photography and want to learn more about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also love big cities like NYC and Montreal and traveling and being in quiet solitude in the country. I've always wanted to learn to play a stringed musical instrument. I want to learn to Irish step dance and make quality jewelry. I love sushi (minus the fish!) and a simple meal of bread, cheese and apples (which I can't eat anymore). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My point is, my interests and tastes are varied, and often opposite. Sometimes I think I have multiple personality disorder, other times I think I'm just interested in a lot of stuff. There are so many causes and missions and good works I believe in--sometimes it's hard to decide who to support with my time and money. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Years ago, when I was searching for my "dream job," I read this book, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Renaissance-Soul-Design-People-Passions/dp/0767920880#noop"&gt;Renaissance Souls&lt;/a&gt;". I remember loving it because finally I felt like I wasn't the only person out there who felt this way. I guess it's either that I'm truly a Renaissance soul, or that I suffer from ADD, either is a strong possibility. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8486184758477164146?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8486184758477164146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8486184758477164146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8486184758477164146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8486184758477164146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/02/renaissance-soul-or-simply-scattered.html' title='Renaissance Soul? Or Simply Scattered?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S21iSGc9F3I/AAAAAAAAArY/_7SaimtYm54/s72-c/51DGNFN7CZL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6502285740044947978</id><published>2010-01-24T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:27:48.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative rush(es)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1zyarGWRtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Qb7HdyubHsk/s1600-h/il_430xN.118363458%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430481790761846482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1zyarGWRtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Qb7HdyubHsk/s400/il_430xN.118363458%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, FINALLY, I took some time to play with my vintage jewelry stash. I've never been interested in making jewelry. I've tried it once before and my interest lasted, oh, about two weeks. Part of it was that there is so many choices to make: earrings or a necklace? Pearl or wire? Beads? What color/shape/size? How do I attach everything? It can be a little overwhelming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another part is that it can get expensive buying all the findings, pendants, books on beading, etc. And of course, there was the whole patience thing. I'm not a very patient person though I'm striving to be. Working with itsy bitsy pieces and beads that want to go one way when I want them to go another isn't very relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-purposing old stuff though, that's something I'm good at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430480076003965426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1zw23INefI/AAAAAAAAArI/XfkfvonvJyA/s400/il_430xN.118355493%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I decided to try my hand at making recycled pieces of jewelry and wow, did I have fun! In fact, I worked on my two projects all weekend, on and off between diaper changes and book reading and running errands and talking with my hubby. It's sort of addictive. It's very fun. And it's a creative, inexpensive outlet that I can feel good about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm donating part of all the proceeds I make from sales at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/chicchickbiz"&gt;my Etsy shop &lt;/a&gt;to &lt;a href="http://www.sharedhope.org/"&gt;Shared Hope International&lt;/a&gt;, an organization working to end sex trafficking around the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're interested in re-purposing old jewelry into new creations, I'd highly recommend, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vintage-Redux-Classic-Collectible-Jewelry/dp/0871162660/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1264382735&amp;amp;sr=8-1-spell"&gt;Vintage Redoux&lt;/a&gt;," which my lovely parents gave me recently for my birthday. Though I'm not good at following directions, I like to look at the pictures and get ideas for my own projects. And there is a "techniques" section at the end that is helpful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6502285740044947978?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6502285740044947978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6502285740044947978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6502285740044947978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6502285740044947978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/creative-rushes.html' title='Creative rush(es)'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1zyarGWRtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Qb7HdyubHsk/s72-c/il_430xN.118363458%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6043771910524832015</id><published>2010-01-20T15:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:50:03.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' the Body Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1dsKUwlLsI/AAAAAAAAArA/z2Ti0Y2Ieqg/s1600-h/banner_top_about%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 45px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428926800445386434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1dsKUwlLsI/AAAAAAAAArA/z2Ti0Y2Ieqg/s400/banner_top_about%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Banner from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecpat.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.ecpat.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love companies who do more than just sell stuff. Businesses who have more than a "what can I get from this?" approach are my favorites and the ones that I try to frequent most often. Why don't more companies and businesses realize that when you do good things, donate to good causes, and take care of others it will improve not only your bottom line but your popularity in the world at large? Good karma, good will--whatever you call it, it's good for business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the Body Shop for example. One of their most recent campaigns is raising awareness about one of my passions, something that I advocate strongly for and hold an annual fundraiser to raise money and awareness about: ending sex trafficking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the Body Shop is holding a "STOP Sex Trafficking of Children and Young People" campaign. Find out more about it and how to join &lt;a href="http://ecpat.net/TBS/en/About_Campaign.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6043771910524832015?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6043771910524832015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6043771910524832015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6043771910524832015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6043771910524832015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/lovin-body-shop.html' title='Lovin&apos; the Body Shop'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1dsKUwlLsI/AAAAAAAAArA/z2Ti0Y2Ieqg/s72-c/banner_top_about%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3302905910468580026</id><published>2010-01-19T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:12:13.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gluten/Dairy/Sugar-free blog</title><content type='html'>I love, love, love &lt;a href="http://gluten-dairy-sugarfree.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; I found. It offers great resources, delicious recipes which are gluten, dairy and sugar-free, and has lots of great "food for thought" (pun intended!). Check it out when you have time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3302905910468580026?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3302905910468580026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3302905910468580026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3302905910468580026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3302905910468580026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/glutendairysugar-free-blog.html' title='Gluten/Dairy/Sugar-free blog'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2511099668883078771</id><published>2010-01-18T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:04:02.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a little fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1RN2F5Ed-I/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z0K-dzAIWGA/s1600-h/skirt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428049042578110434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1RN2F5Ed-I/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z0K-dzAIWGA/s400/skirt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is one of those "old to new" projects I was talking about. I made this art skirt a couple of years ago as a final project for an art class. The project had to be a 3-D piece, and I think it had to incorporate a few different elements--this project uses paint, fabric, and ink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another shot: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428048695326994674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1RNh4R88PI/AAAAAAAAAqw/MdlvNFo90tQ/s400/skirt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one more: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428048147486361794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1RNB_akSMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/PUaRnrs0AJI/s400/skirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2511099668883078771?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2511099668883078771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2511099668883078771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2511099668883078771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2511099668883078771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-little-fun.html' title='Have a little fun'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S1RN2F5Ed-I/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z0K-dzAIWGA/s72-c/skirt3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-581949753472287141</id><published>2010-01-15T06:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T06:22:02.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Many of you who know me, know that I'm passionate about the plight of victims caught in the sex trafficking industry. Honestly, I can't think of anything worse in life. For many of us, rape is our worst nightmare. The women and children, some as young as six or seven years old, enslaved in the sex trafficking industry deal with this &lt;strong&gt;every single day&lt;/strong&gt;, over and over again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've learned so much about this in the past several years about this industry and hold an annual fundraiser of some sort to raise awareness and money for organizations working to end this horrific and barbaric practice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Below is a five minute video of an art installation in New York City, called "Journey," dedicated to sex trafficking. This was compiled and is narrated by actress Emma Thompson, who I have an even greater respect for now. Please, please watch it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-425e8764d11d14fb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D425e8764d11d14fb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330216031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D546D499B8E892FA798D2A7DCF33CC1BC46D85387.55F48748E7EF7D5172ADAEE1AA9E282A7B257C5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D425e8764d11d14fb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfDH6Kixr7few2iPYR7BfsUyWqmU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D425e8764d11d14fb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330216031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D546D499B8E892FA798D2A7DCF33CC1BC46D85387.55F48748E7EF7D5172ADAEE1AA9E282A7B257C5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D425e8764d11d14fb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfDH6Kixr7few2iPYR7BfsUyWqmU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could have seen it in person, but the video is amazing. Earlier this week I started thinking about what I could do for this year's event. I'm playing with a few ideas but am always open for suggestions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many thanks to Nancy at &lt;a href="http://www.sharedhope.org/"&gt;Shared Hope International &lt;/a&gt;who told me about this art installation.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-581949753472287141?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/581949753472287141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=581949753472287141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/581949753472287141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/581949753472287141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8611532399967716804</id><published>2010-01-03T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T07:34:36.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old to New</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S0CJXJJgD1I/AAAAAAAAAqg/yax1VYMRhps/s1600-h/PICT0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422484982039842642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S0CJXJJgD1I/AAAAAAAAAqg/yax1VYMRhps/s400/PICT0833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the spirit of the new year, (and just because I really like it,) I'd like to chat about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recycling&lt;/span&gt;. Not the kind of recycling you do for your plastics, metals, and papers, but recycling clothes, jewelry, and even junk, into new and gorgeous items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the books I received for Christmas was, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Old-Transform-Customize-Clothes/dp/B002FL5FCU/ref=pd_sim_b_9"&gt;"New From Old: How to Transform and Customize Your Clothes." &lt;/a&gt;What a great book! I'm excited to start re-exploring the art of recycling old stuff into fresh, new things I'll actually wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me and like to dabble in art or creative pursuits, restructuring clothes or accessories is something to look into. Wearable art is a fantastic way to literally wear your art--on your jacket, dress, skirt, jeans or around your neck. I've made jean skirts into art, restructured shirts and am currently working on creating jewelry from straws and yarn (sounds scary but it's pretty--I'll post pics soon). All you need are some old clothes or accessories (excuse to go to the thrift shop), cheap paints, and any other artistic finds you have on hand or find by the side of the road (beads, found metal objects, fringe, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, one of the best things about this kind of endeavor is that your saving materials which otherwise would end up in the landfill. It's the ultimate recycling plan and lots of fun. Here's are just a few online sites which will help get your creative juices flowing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.craftster.org"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Craftster&lt;/span&gt;.org&lt;/a&gt;--this is a great place to learn more about restructuring clothes and household items. Lots of tutorials, pictures, and threads of the forum for anything you might be interested in learning more about. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--This is a hugely popular crafty site. The products here are for sale but you can use photos of finished products on this awesome site to inspire you. There are often also patterns for sale if you want to create things from scratch. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stampington.com/html/altered_couture.html"&gt;Altered Couture magazine&lt;/a&gt;--This magazine makes me salivate. You can find it locally at Joann Fabrics and Barnes and Noble. It's full of absolutely beautiful altered clothes. A little pricey though--I always hold out and use my 40% off coupon at Joann's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8611532399967716804?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8611532399967716804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8611532399967716804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8611532399967716804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8611532399967716804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/old-to-new.html' title='Old to New'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/S0CJXJJgD1I/AAAAAAAAAqg/yax1VYMRhps/s72-c/PICT0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5365898091773806549</id><published>2010-01-01T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:15:23.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, new you. New decade, too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sz3y2ir3GAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/P-ebjvL_nm4/s1600-h/PICT0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421756545261574146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sz3y2ir3GAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/P-ebjvL_nm4/s400/PICT0835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here it is: a new year. What are your hopes and plans? What have you been dreaming of doing for the longest time, that you'll finally begin? Starting an exercise routine? Volunteering with a local nonprofit? Eating more healthfully? Taking a class? Getting organized? Adding more fun and silliness into your day? Starting yoga or giving up cigarettes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your dreams are for the year ahead, I wish you much success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, New Year resolutions are a thing of the past. I'm tired of making a gigantic list of 20 things I want to change in my life and then feeling let down and discouraged when I find the list (usually forgotten in a drawer or notebook somewhere) months later and realize I've met few of my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'm going to continue to ask God for directions on the road. I want to increase my health and energy through healthful eating and exercise, add more creativity back into my life (I'm exploring mixed media jewelry making), make more time for fun and connection with my husband, sisters and friends, and mostly, to remember that my job here on earth isn't what I do to make money, it is something much, much bigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5365898091773806549?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5365898091773806549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5365898091773806549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5365898091773806549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5365898091773806549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-you-new-decade-too.html' title='New year, new you. New decade, too.'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sz3y2ir3GAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/P-ebjvL_nm4/s72-c/PICT0835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-414414394135287660</id><published>2009-12-29T07:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:21:15.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SznyzA86HII/AAAAAAAAAqQ/4yfx_b7ED84/s1600-h/pict0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420630584759819394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SznyzA86HII/AAAAAAAAAqQ/4yfx_b7ED84/s400/pict0812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yum-yum-yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something wonderfully fulfilling about making pretty food. Maybe it's because I haven't been as crafty as I like to be in other areas of my life lately that I'm taking such an interest in creating attractive food pairings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason, this salad which was originally going to be veggie roll ups, was divine. Delicious. Scrumptious. Anyway, you get the idea, it was pretty tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with bib lettuce then added avocado, carrot ribbons and marinated portobello mushrooms and onions. On top is a scoop of "Not Tuna Pate" from my favorite (and only) raw recipe book, &lt;a href="http://www.learnrawfood.com/"&gt;"Raw Food Made Easy." &lt;/a&gt;Even if you aren't interested in eating raw foods, this is a fantastic un-cook book filled with easy to make and tasty dishes. I haven't tried anything in there that I haven't liked. Even my carnivore husband enjoyed this salad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-414414394135287660?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/414414394135287660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=414414394135287660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/414414394135287660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/414414394135287660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-food.html' title='Happy Food'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SznyzA86HII/AAAAAAAAAqQ/4yfx_b7ED84/s72-c/pict0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2656004020014368558</id><published>2009-12-29T07:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:14:04.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in a winter wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420628411478484786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sznw0g2QpzI/AAAAAAAAAp4/MaqbFFzpZHo/s400/PICT0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, it snowed. And snowed. And then it snowed some more. It was so beautiful, the heavy, sticky snow perfect for making snowpeople and snowballs. I didn't do either of those things, but I did take the little guy out for a jaunt around the yard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420629927516636530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SznyMwh7BXI/AAAAAAAAAqI/94OOOIx7H4E/s400/PICT0815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420628977640018450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SznxVd9sEhI/AAAAAAAAAqA/EhBVkGVNPJI/s400/PICT0821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Though the snow changed our plans for the day, I still enjoyed it. Everyone needs a snowday now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2656004020014368558?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2656004020014368558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2656004020014368558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2656004020014368558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2656004020014368558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/12/walking-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Walking in a winter wonderland'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sznw0g2QpzI/AAAAAAAAAp4/MaqbFFzpZHo/s72-c/PICT0818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7149939150171437958</id><published>2009-12-28T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:46:12.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Szjd9DbM_hI/AAAAAAAAApw/bxQrCAEmmCY/s1600-h/Winter+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420326192501554706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Szjd9DbM_hI/AAAAAAAAApw/bxQrCAEmmCY/s400/Winter+Leaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Photo courtesy of Windows XP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas is over, the tree is down, decorations are put away. Most of the holiday parties are done--time to take stock. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wasn't sure going into last week what to do about healthy eating. Yes, it's important and makes me feel good, but I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings or miss out on annual holiday treats. Somehow I don't think gingerbread cookies would taste the same in July. On the other hand, I didn't want to overindulge and spend the week after Christmas feeling yucky. I decided to wing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what I did: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made fresh juice two mornings for breakfast with my "new" juicer that my friend Karen gave me. (She's soooo sweet--and so was the juice!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked and did video workouts when walking wasn't possible most days. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Told myself to let things slide, to relax, and to enjoy myself. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made a raw "cheesecake" to share at my Mom and Dad's holiday dinner. (I give it 3 stars out of 5.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what I didn't do: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't stick to eating gluten and dairy-free. But . . .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't eat any "white" desserts like pie, cookies, candy, etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't have a stress-free holiday, but wasn't really expecting to anyway. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though I avoided white sugar (which was almost as hard as I expected), I'm still feeling the after effects of the gluten and dairy. My digestion is all messed up but more annoying is my mood--I feel foggy, sleepy, a little irritable and sad. Some of that may be just the holiday let down, but some I believe is directly related to my food choices. Especially since I started feeling like this before Christmas, but post Taco Bell and one holiday meal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What about you? How was your holiday eating and how important are annual holiday foods to you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7149939150171437958?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7149939150171437958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7149939150171437958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7149939150171437958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7149939150171437958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-aftermath.html' title='Holiday Aftermath'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Szjd9DbM_hI/AAAAAAAAApw/bxQrCAEmmCY/s72-c/Winter+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8232848361450442365</id><published>2009-12-15T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:24:44.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sy9oieX7HfI/AAAAAAAAApo/bjkpRSXOtKc/s1600-h/mobile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417663818228243954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sy9oieX7HfI/AAAAAAAAApo/bjkpRSXOtKc/s400/mobile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sy9lIyr8P7I/AAAAAAAAApg/U_KWgP0smds/s1600-h/mobile2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to believe there are only 4 days until Christmas. Wow--where has the time gone? I'm usually a holiday fanatic--decorating, baking, and partaking in other "Christmas-y ventures." Not so this year. Part of this has to do with having an eight-month old who still isn't sleeping through the night consistently. Part of it is recognizing that a lot of those things--excessive shopping and buying, baking sweets and overeating, and planning so many "essential" holiday activities that I feel overwhelmed--aren't really good for me. I usually arrive at New Year's day feeling broke, bloated, and depleted. Oh, and I usually have a cold because of all the holiday sugar and the messed up sleep schedule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The holidays can be magical if we don't get caught up in trying to make them perfect. My motto this holiday season is "Try to relax and enjoy." Note the "try to." For a recovering neurotic, I recognize that this will be a challenge! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, eat good foods, take care of yourself, and spread some love this holiday season. I wish you and all of your families peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8232848361450442365?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8232848361450442365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8232848361450442365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8232848361450442365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8232848361450442365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-magic.html' title='Holiday Magic'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sy9oieX7HfI/AAAAAAAAApo/bjkpRSXOtKc/s72-c/mobile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5224076532728743383</id><published>2009-12-15T16:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:51:51.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Raw Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SygDAsBxYCI/AAAAAAAAApY/4vUg6EJhN3Q/s1600-h/CIMG0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415581862266495010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SygDAsBxYCI/AAAAAAAAApY/4vUg6EJhN3Q/s400/CIMG0591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here it is! This is one of my favorite breakfast foods, raw cereal. At first I was like, "Huh? Raw cereal? Sounds gross." It's anything but. If you like fruit and nuts you'll LOVE this. Plus it's fast to put together and sticks with you for hours after you eat it, giving you plenty of energy in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe that I use which was roughly adapted from one I found online. You can use other ingredients that you have on hand--play with it and make it personal to your own tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raw Cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarter then slice one banana into a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Add one apple (I've had it both grated and chopped--either way is tasty but grating it tends to make the cereal a lot more wet)&lt;br /&gt;Toss on a small handful of chopped almonds or walnuts&lt;br /&gt;Add a small handful of sunflower and/or pumpkin seeds&lt;br /&gt;Add raisins or chopped dates to the top&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle a generous helping of shredded coconut on top if you desire.&lt;br /&gt;Drizzle with 1 tsp. of raw honey, dust with cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;Splash a small amount of almond or other nut milk on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah-Dah! All done and ready to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5224076532728743383?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5224076532728743383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5224076532728743383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5224076532728743383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5224076532728743383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/12/raw-cereal.html' title='Raw Cereal'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SygDAsBxYCI/AAAAAAAAApY/4vUg6EJhN3Q/s72-c/CIMG0591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7710383153134934970</id><published>2009-12-09T03:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:51:46.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Sorry to be incognito--it's been a busy month (or two). A few people have asked me how the elimination diet and attempts at healthy eating are going so I thought I'd post a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling great! I notice a big difference between days when I have a lot of fresh veggies and fruits and days when I don't. Even when eating gluten/wheat-free, which I've been doing for a couple of months now, I find it's still really easy to fall into the "carb trap." There are so many breads, bakery items, pretzels, chips, etc. , that are gluten-free that it's very tempting to reach for those instead of healthier options. And they're so easy! Who wants to juggle raw food while running out the door with a baby and six bags of accompanying baby gear in hand? I tell myself this but then think, "How hard is it to grab an apple or banana for the road?" Ummm, not really too hard, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding that eating healthier is really more about mindset than anything else. If you sit around thinking about all the food you "can't" eat, you will be depressed. Trust me. Changing your eating habits is HARD. Especially in the beginning when you are trying to make the healthy changes and seeing little results. It takes time to feel better. It takes time to increase your energy. BUT I would highly recommend that you start with little changes that will have the most impact. For instance, cut out all white sugar. Or have a green smoothie in the a.m., if possible. It totally changes my day when I do. I feel more energy, less cravings, and just generally more upbeat. On the other hand, if I start my day with eggs and gluten-free pancakes and lots of maple syrup I feel sluggish. Which is okay, sometimes. I'm definitely not saying you shouldn't ever indulge--but if you're indulging every day like I was (sugar really ISN'T its own food group!) then there's a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social issues are maybe the hardest to deal with, especially when you're around family. And with the holidays coming up most of us will deal with this. "Have some of my homemade pecan sandies, dear. What do you mean you can't eat them? They're good for you--now eat up!" Okay, I'm exaggerating a little here, but I'm sure most of us deal with food pushers. I admit I AM a food pusher sometimes. Everyone handles family/food situations differently. I don't want to offend anyone and for a long, loooong time I let that be my guiding principle. "What will so-and-so think if I don't eat what she offers me?" You know what? Half the time the person offering the food to you is just being polite. She could care less if you eat it or not. And sometimes people tie their own guilt up with offering you food. They might feel better if you eat some of the "bad" food they've been eating--it's like a party! But will &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's something I really, really want I'll eat it. Like Thanksgiving--I didn't have any dessert but did have a couple of my sister's delicious homemade rolls. Yum. I try not to let other people pressure me into eating stuff, especially if it's something I don't really even like. There are a lot of polite ways to say no, but the most effective way I've found is to say "No thanks. Maybe later." At first I went on and on about all my weird food sensitivities and explained why I couldn't have such-and-such a food. Now I just say, "No thanks. Maybe later." I feel a lot less like a little old lady and spare the person a half-hour lecture on my food sensitives. Better for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to post some delicious healthy recipes here soon. I'm addicted to this raw "cereal" which is yummy, fast, and healthy. I'll get it up here as soon as I have a chance to photograph it, promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7710383153134934970?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7710383153134934970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7710383153134934970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7710383153134934970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7710383153134934970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7480971989366907076</id><published>2009-10-16T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:19:03.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Aspiring Raw Foodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393213411506580994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/StiLBfa47gI/AAAAAAAAApI/nUAZnxVz7Mo/s400/foodie.JPG" /&gt; I struck gold at the Salvation Army yesterday. Being more involved with raw foods lately, I've been wondering how "uncooks" get their foods perfectly sliced and grated. I came across this great 6-in-1 tool yesterday and snapped it up. I'm not usually a kitchen gadget kind of girl, but this will really save me time preparing yummy raw food meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393216403154555986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/StiNvoLWVFI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LZRN0Xrpjcc/s400/foodie2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a delicious key-lime pie yesterday. It's raw, so that means dairy-free, sweetened only with raw honey, and full of good and healthy ingredients. Oh, and it tastes fantastic, too--rich, creamy sweet and delicious! If you're interested in raw foods but feel overwhelmed, I'd highly recommend "Raw Food Made Easy," by &lt;a href="http://www.learnrawfood.com/"&gt;Jennifer Cornbleet&lt;/a&gt;. It's really basic and she give some great information and simple recipes. Plus, it's where the pie recipe came from, so you can make your very own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7480971989366907076?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7480971989366907076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7480971989366907076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7480971989366907076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7480971989366907076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/10/aspiring-raw-foodie.html' title='Aspiring Raw Foodie'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/StiLBfa47gI/AAAAAAAAApI/nUAZnxVz7Mo/s72-c/foodie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1858776445112913883</id><published>2009-09-23T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:46:16.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do something nice today</title><content type='html'>If you hate bull "fighting," the cruel act of slowly killing a bull by piercing him with knives and spears over many excruciating minutes, please take a moment and sign the bullfighting petition found &lt;a href="http://e-activist.com/ea-campaign/clientcampaign.do?ea.client.id=24&amp;amp;ea.campaign.id=4016"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1858776445112913883?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1858776445112913883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1858776445112913883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1858776445112913883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1858776445112913883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-something-nice-today.html' title='Do something nice today'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3939776000195228906</id><published>2009-09-23T15:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:42:23.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooh! I feel good....I knew that I would, now...I feel fine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Srp21iHAuII/AAAAAAAAApA/wU0F9NmZJ8c/s1600-h/artgirl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384746966536206466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Srp21iHAuII/AAAAAAAAApA/wU0F9NmZJ8c/s400/artgirl2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yippee for healthy foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I posted recently, I'm becoming more and more interested in healthy, healing foods. I've been struggling for several months now with some really yucky postpartum mood stuff--feeling anxious and nervous, having repetitive thoughts, feeling down and sad. Months ago, I told myself that there was some sort of nutritional deficiency going on but how do you pin point something like that? On top of all the mood stuff, I've been exhausted with little to no energy, feeling irritable and edgy all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried a lot of different things to help me, but so far I'm seeing the greatest impact through changes in my diet. Here's what I've done so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eliminated white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eliminated white flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eliminated caffeine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started eating more fruits and veggies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started taking Omega 3's, Vitamin D and Calcium&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started taking time for myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started spending time doing fun things every week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started an elimination diet--no dairy or gluten for 3-6 weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I began the elimination diet on Sunday of this week. It might be awhile before I see results, but I swear (and maybe this is just the placebo effect) that I've had more energy in the past couple of days. I highly recommend reading, the Ultramind Solution. This is the same great book I just posted about. I wish everyone would read it! I think it's full of important information. I'm also learning that Dr. Hyman isn't the first to make this mind/body connection as far as nutrition is concerned. Now, I'm excited to read &lt;a href="http://www.makers-diet.net/"&gt;"The Maker's Diet" &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.kathyfreston.com/"&gt;"Quantum Wellness" &lt;/a&gt;which a friend recently recommended to me. If you know of others, please share the titles with me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I'm still not 100 percent myself yet. I have days when I feel down and blue, or tired. But overall I'm noticing a HUGE decrease in these feelings. I feel excited about life again, and all that there is to still accomplish! I feel happy and motivated most of the time, and hopeful that things will continue to get better and better. My jeans are a little looser, and my nearly constant cravings for sweets are nearly gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope that others will share their own nutritional healing stories. I'd love to hear more about them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To healthy living...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3939776000195228906?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3939776000195228906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3939776000195228906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3939776000195228906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3939776000195228906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/09/woooh-i-feel-goodi-knew-that-i-would.html' title='Woooh! I feel good....I knew that I would, now...I feel fine....'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Srp21iHAuII/AAAAAAAAApA/wU0F9NmZJ8c/s72-c/artgirl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5910544376095166901</id><published>2009-08-31T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:27:09.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Foods Challenge</title><content type='html'>Feeling tired? Sluggish? Irritable? Anxious? Depressed? Hyper? Low energy? Short attention span?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling a lot of these things lately, off and on and I've decided to do something about it. I believe in the power of a healthy diet and what it can do to change the way you feel. Lately though, I've been so busy and stressed that I've been eating a lot of things that don't make me feel good. Don't get me wrong, they &lt;em&gt;taste &lt;/em&gt;great and feel good when I bite into them, but they leave me feeling bad later. And not in a guilty, oh-I-shouldn't-have-eaten-that-because-of-the-calories sort of way. More of a yuck-I-feel-gross-and-now-exhausted-and-irritable sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm trying a one week whole foods challenge. I am also going to be incorporating as much raw foods as I can. &lt;strong&gt;Starting Saturday, 9/12&lt;/strong&gt; I will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Not eat white foods (not potatoes, silly!)--no white sugars or flours, no white rice, no refined white stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Eat lots of fresh veggies and fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Increase healthy proteins (nuts, beans, fresh tofu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Increase healthy fats (avocado, walnuts, wild-caught fish, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Continue to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Schedule time for fun &lt;em&gt;and alone&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also "reading" (audio book) a good book on the subject, called the &lt;a href="http://www.ultramind.com/"&gt;UltraMind Solution&lt;/a&gt;. It sounds sort of quacky, but it's really quite good. I got my copy at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.audible.com"&gt;audible.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can also find the paper version online or at your local booksellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to join me on a healthy food challenge? If so, post your comment below and tell me what you're going to plan for your own challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5910544376095166901?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5910544376095166901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5910544376095166901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5910544376095166901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5910544376095166901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/08/whole-foods-challenge.html' title='Whole Foods Challenge'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3947820632044890554</id><published>2009-08-25T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:48:16.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling off the green bandwagon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SpPz0GkSIrI/AAAAAAAAAow/avyKb0Fwq5c/s1600-h/peony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373906856824677042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SpPz0GkSIrI/AAAAAAAAAow/avyKb0Fwq5c/s400/peony2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever fallen off the green bandwagon? Like a smoker returning to her pack of cigarettes, I'm embarrassed to say that I've let things slide around here in the last month or so. Between dealing with some postpartum anxiety issues, a summer vacation, drumming up (and completing) articles for work, taking care of a nearly 5-month old and trying to find a few minutes a day for myself, I've been feeling a little overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, a lot overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a list at the end of July of all the things I felt I *should* be doing every day-or so around here (not including my freelance work). Guess how many things were on that list? 45. And then I thought of a few more a day later. That's just too, too much. It's no wonder I've been having anxiety issues and I determined after creating that list that some things were going to have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composting, while wonderful and important, was one of them. I've also put a hiatus on cloth diapering which was really hard for me to give up. We're using disposable Seventh Generation diapers--better than regular disposables I guess, but I still feel guilty every week when we toss them into the grocery cart. I've stopped cooking every night and instead we've had leftovers or things "nearly" prepared from boxes (but no mac-n-cheese from the blue box...yet!). I've also stopped working during my son's nap time and instead use the time to read, write (personal), or take a nap myself. This has been completely, utterly wonderful and made a huge difference in how I feel throughout the day. I didn't realize how depleted and frantic I was feeling until I stopped for a half hour and sat in quiet. Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings up another point--alone time. While I have a wonderful mom and super-sweet sister who each watch the baby for 4 hours a week (two mornings total), they were watching him here in my house which was not working well for me. Though it was convenient for me and I was grateful that they were willing to drive here AND take care of the little PeaPod for FREE, I needed some time away from him. And sitting in the next room while he wailed and laughed alternately and wondering what he was doing and if Mom/Sis needed anything while trying to work wasn't, well, working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I now bring him to their houses for care. Huge difference. I can fully concentrate and not feel pulled in two directions. My lovely sister also offered (insistently) that I let her take her nephew for another hour each week so that I could do something ALL ALONE. As an introvert, it's hard to describe how important time alone is to me. It's like air--I need it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of the changes I've made around the house are supposed to be temporary (just until the first of September) there are some that I'm letting go for a little longer. My son has pretty much outgrown his cloth diapers now, so I need to decide if we go up to larger sizes or stick with what we're doing. I'll probably start composting again. I will not give up his nap times for work unless it's absolutely, positively necessary. I will keep journaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good grief, I have got to start eating healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into rebellion mode after the baby came. "I've been eating healthfully for 9.5 months," I was thinking. "Now I'm going to eat whatever I want." Well, I do still try to eat healthfully but it's been a definite struggle lately. I have 8 pounds of pre-baby weight to lose, which I'm not too worried about. It will come off when it's ready. What I &lt;em&gt;am &lt;/em&gt;worried about is my health. I feel tired a lot, even though the little PeaPod is almost sleeping through the night. I feel bloated and crave sugar CONSTANTLY. I keep thinking that there is some nutritional deficiency--Protein? Greens? Fruit? I don't know but I've also been having digestive issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I spent a little time online on one of my favorite health food websites, &lt;a href="http://happyfoody.com/"&gt;Happy Foody&lt;/a&gt;. This site is AWESOME and a "visit with Sara" always seems to get me motivated. Right now she's doing a green smoothie challenge--one month long. I'm trying for one week at this point and we'll see where it goes from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried &lt;a href="http://happyfoody.com/2008/03/29/raw-chocolate-macaroons/"&gt;this recipe for Raw Chocolate Macaroons&lt;/a&gt; that she posted on her site--Oh my. Delicious and totally, completely satisfied my sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, so interested in a raw foods diet. Part of me is horrified to think of life without bread, but another part of me recognizes how great I feel when I eat lots and lots of fruits and veggies, things that always seem pushed out the way when tastier and less healthy options are available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear readers--onward and upward. I hope I'm better about posting on here as I do like to write on this blog and love the comments you post, but at this point I can't promise anything too intensive. I won't forget about it completely, though my posts might be more sporadic than I'd like. Please, bear with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3947820632044890554?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3947820632044890554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3947820632044890554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3947820632044890554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3947820632044890554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/08/falling-off-green-bandwagon.html' title='Falling off the green bandwagon?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SpPz0GkSIrI/AAAAAAAAAow/avyKb0Fwq5c/s72-c/peony2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8592737534959485658</id><published>2009-07-30T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:15:23.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>In a land of plenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SnG2mntufAI/AAAAAAAAAoo/RXh8XdiZ7gk/s1600-h/Cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364269405787028482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SnG2mntufAI/AAAAAAAAAoo/RXh8XdiZ7gk/s400/Cakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's easy to forget we live in the land of plenty. Even during this economic downturn, most of us have much, much more than people in other countries even dream of having. Running water, electricity, a vehicle or two, the ability to cool or heat our homes with the touch of a button or the turn of a dial, food in the cupboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about the food issue. I like to buy organic foods as much as possible, but sometimes choose conventional products because of the cost. "Well," I sigh to myself, "It must be nice to be able to buy all organic foods at the natural foods market, but I guess I'll have to make do with &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I need to remember, as I'm dumping spoiled leftovers into the compost (which I hate doing, by the way), is that I have much, much more than many others I share the planet with. Most of us don't have to hunt for food in garbage dumps or cans to survive. People I know don't worry if that last chunk of bread they have will last another two days and feed the hungry bellies of their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmsc.org/Page.aspx?pid=217"&gt;Feed my Starving Children &lt;/a&gt;is an organization which I recently learned about. They provide simple meals to starving children around the world. A meal through FMSC for six children costs $1.00 to produce and 94 percent of all donations go directly to food costs. They also offer hands-on volunteer opportunities if you live in the areas where the food is combined and shipped (see their website for details).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8592737534959485658?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8592737534959485658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8592737534959485658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8592737534959485658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8592737534959485658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-land-of-plenty.html' title='In a land of plenty'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SnG2mntufAI/AAAAAAAAAoo/RXh8XdiZ7gk/s72-c/Cakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8983257909610542766</id><published>2009-07-24T06:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:46:29.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, books, books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love books. I love the way they smell, I love holding them and feeling their weight in my palms. I love the excitement I feel when I open a book that had to be set down abruptly (which happens a lot these days), ready to dive back into a great story or learn some new information. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm reading a great book called, &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3421541.Made_from_Scratch_Discovering_the_Pleasures_of_a_Handmade_Life"&gt;"Made From Scratch"&lt;/a&gt;. It's by twenty-something author, Jenna Woginrich. The book inspires everyday, ordinary folks who've always secretly (or maybe not-so-secretly) wanted to have a homestead of their own. With chapters on things like raising chickens, becoming a beekeeper, raising fiber animals, making one's own clothes, and playing mountain music, the author offers lots of helpful tips and advice for getting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you probably won't find this book yet on &lt;a href="http://www.paperbackswap.com/"&gt;Paperback Swap&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.abebooks.com/"&gt;Abe Books&lt;/a&gt;, these are great sites to find free (Paperback Swap) or inexpensive books. I've traded quite a lot of books, both hard and soft cover on Paperback Swap and have saved a lot of money in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8983257909610542766?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8983257909610542766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8983257909610542766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8983257909610542766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8983257909610542766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/07/books-books-books.html' title='Books, books, books'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2080306464311502510</id><published>2009-07-14T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:23:38.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>Eat Well--Anywhere</title><content type='html'>In Mary Jane's Farm (June/July) I came across this interesting link to the &lt;a href="http://www.eatwellguide.org/i.php?pd=Home"&gt;Eat Well Guide&lt;/a&gt;. The guide assists you in finding fresh, local foods in whatever community you're visiting. Visit the website for a free online directory. The guide includes, "farmers' markets, CSA programs, partner organizations, water-conscious ratings, and vegetarian eateries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time for summer travels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2080306464311502510?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2080306464311502510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2080306464311502510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2080306464311502510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2080306464311502510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/07/eat-well-anywhere.html' title='Eat Well--Anywhere'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-604270417093354120</id><published>2009-07-09T10:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:22:56.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Inspired for change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SlX7TXKNaXI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mbKgqpOm6tA/s1600-h/iris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356463641879996786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SlX7TXKNaXI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mbKgqpOm6tA/s400/iris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What kind of changes have you experienced lately? Loss of a job? Relationship challenges? Financial adjustments? Or maybe positive changes like beginning to eat healthier and taking care of your body with movement. Have you left a bad work situation to strike it out on your own? Met someone you feel is "the one"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is hard for most of us, but harder for some than others. I believe I'm one of the "others". I resist most change, unless it's my idea and I'm really passionate and excited about it. Right now I'm looking at a possible change in my career. I know that I'm meant to be a writer, but after spending the past few months floundering, I'm taking a good hard look at &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm supposed to be writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across this website, &lt;a href="http://www.girlsforachange.org/"&gt;Girls for a Change&lt;/a&gt;, which is inspiring. Social change is something that I'm passionate about and I commend the women and girls who are part of this inspiring organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-604270417093354120?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/604270417093354120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=604270417093354120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/604270417093354120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/604270417093354120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/07/inspired-for-change.html' title='Inspired for change'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SlX7TXKNaXI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mbKgqpOm6tA/s72-c/iris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3837264563377863782</id><published>2009-07-07T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:27:21.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Business'/><title type='text'>Authentically green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SlNKv0_R11I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PdnbzjSlPn4/s1600-h/dscn7231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355706567412012882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SlNKv0_R11I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PdnbzjSlPn4/s400/dscn7231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being green is now a verb. When I was growing up it meant being looked at as different and even weird. "You eat toe fu? What the heck is that?!" My lunch bag packed with sprouts and homemade wheat bread made kids around me at school gag. My mother taught me how to clean and smoosh cans the right way so that they could be recycled. Back then there were strict requirements on how recycling was to arrive at the transfer station. She made most of our clothes, we grew huge gardens which she would dry/freeze/can for winter. I even remember us grinding our own grains for bread. We were thrifty--going out to eat was a big treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now being green is cool and trendy. Everyone wants to jump on the green bandwagon, especially businesses. It's made me pause, more than once, in my own business, &lt;a href="http://www.ecomediallc.com/"&gt;EcoMedia LLC&lt;/a&gt; and wonder, "Am I doing this for the wrong reason?" I don't want to become someone who uses &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greenwash"&gt;greenwashing&lt;/a&gt; tactics to get ahead in the business world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But where do we draw the line? Is it wrong to help businesses promote the things they are doing to become more environmentally-friendly? How do we determine if a company is truly trying to help the environment or just trying to put on a "green front" to help their own pocket? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3837264563377863782?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3837264563377863782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3837264563377863782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3837264563377863782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3837264563377863782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/07/authentically-green.html' title='Authentically green'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SlNKv0_R11I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PdnbzjSlPn4/s72-c/dscn7231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2121858708474042050</id><published>2009-06-29T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:24:57.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>What keeps your green-self inspired?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Ski-XTfPHTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/1xlGQQl7sx0/s1600-h/premiere-uf-cover-4%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352737464707390770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Ski-XTfPHTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/1xlGQQl7sx0/s400/premiere-uf-cover-4%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited to learn that &lt;a href="http://www.hobbyfarms.com/hobby-farms-portal.aspx"&gt;Hobby Farms&lt;/a&gt; magazine is starting this new mag, &lt;a href="http://www.hobbyfarms.com/urban-farm/urban-farm.aspx"&gt;Urban Farm&lt;/a&gt;. As a farmgirl whose acreage is a little closer to a large city lot than a rural country farm, I'm truly psyched to see the first issue when it comes out in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading the preview of Urban Farm in the current edition of Hobby Farms magazine got me all tingly. It also reminded me what an important role magazines play in keeping me inspired. In my younger years, these magazines consisted of thick fashion and home decorating magazines. Then I realized how crappy reading these made me feel--I always felt like I did after waking up from one of those dreams where you are &lt;em&gt;so thirsty&lt;/em&gt; and you keep drinking and drinking and never feeling like your thirst is quenched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now though, I find magazines like &lt;a href="http://www.motherearthnews.com/"&gt;Mother Earth News&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.grit.com/"&gt;Grit,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.countrysidemag.com/"&gt;Countryside&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.maryjanesfarm.com/"&gt;Mary Jane's Farm&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.backhomemagazine.com/"&gt;Back Home&lt;/a&gt;, and a few others keep me motivated and inspired to try to live greener and do more for myself and my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2121858708474042050?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2121858708474042050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2121858708474042050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2121858708474042050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2121858708474042050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-keeps-your-green-self-inspired.html' title='What keeps your green-self inspired?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Ski-XTfPHTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/1xlGQQl7sx0/s72-c/premiere-uf-cover-4%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5299406699970213610</id><published>2009-06-26T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:28:33.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Business'/><title type='text'>Social Networking--Green Media?</title><content type='html'>Are you tweeting? Have you friended someone lately? Are you LinkedIn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Networking. For some it's a fun, interesting way to stay connected to friends, family, and clients. For others it's a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of how you feel personally about social networking, I believe it's here to stay in the business world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social networking is a pretty green way to market your business. No need for direct mailings and no traveling door to door to meet sales clients. No need to copy hundreds of pages of information about yourself and your business when you want to show potential customers your products or services--just direct them to your Web site, blog, Facebook or LinkedIn page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does social media help or hurt relationships in the long run? A friend once told me that social networking is sort of "pre-networking". It makes going to those scary mixers a little less intimidating. My sister was telling me last night that social networking helps her to feel more connected to our extended family members. It gives us a way to catch up with each other when we get together for those relatively infrequent family gatherings. When you generally see people twice a year, it provides some connection to cousins and aunts and uncles, and a way to start a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is there a point when a good ole' fashioned phone call or visit on the front steps is seen as too much work when you can easily IM someone or direct a tweet to them online? Where do we draw the line between social networking and hermitism? Isn't there something to be said for the connection between people that needs to be seen face-to-face, or at least heard telephone to telephone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Is social networking a great tool to stay connected, or a hindrance on personal and professional relationships?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5299406699970213610?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5299406699970213610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5299406699970213610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5299406699970213610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5299406699970213610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/06/social-networking-green-media.html' title='Social Networking--Green Media?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8787970843036316971</id><published>2009-06-24T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:10:20.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><title type='text'>Paper or Cloth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SkK5vyPEOoI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kLsM7UZth9g/s1600-h/1206569259971973685johnny_automatic_Services_21.svg.med%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351043537859525250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SkK5vyPEOoI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kLsM7UZth9g/s400/1206569259971973685johnny_automatic_Services_21.svg.med%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the recent addition of a baby to our household, there have been certain things that we've let slide in the environmental arena. No, we haven't stopped recycling or started using paper towels exclusively again, but we do run our small dishwasher more than usual and our washing machine, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I've always planned on doing when I had a baby, was to use cloth diapers. Statistics estimate that over 27 billion disposable diapers are thrown away in the United States alone. An article in &lt;a href="http://www.countrysidemag.com/"&gt;Countryside Magazine&lt;/a&gt; this month by Dennis Evers, states that "Over 50 pounds  of petroleum products, 300 pounds of wood and 20 pounds of chlorine are needed to produce disposable diapers for one baby &lt;em&gt;each year&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've struck a balance between cloth and disposable in our house, but I feel slightly guilty that I use the disposable at all. I know many women who are all-cloth diaper users and don't seem to have a problem with it. I like to use disposable at night and sometimes for longer day trips when I'm not sure how readily available a changing table or clean surface will be. However, for us right now this is a good balance. I really like the diapers from &lt;a href="http://www.seventhgeneration.com/"&gt;Seventh Generation&lt;/a&gt;--rarely a leak and they are chlorine-free. They also seem thinner somehow than other disposables which we received as gifts, so they transport really well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to cloth diapers, I had planned to use cloth diaper wipes exclusively. While I got some great ones from Green Mountain Diapers, I hadn't had time to make the diaper wipe spray until today. Here's a quick recipe I found online for some: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Tbl. olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Tbl. baby wash (organic if possible)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Cups of cold water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add all to spray bottle and shake before each use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8787970843036316971?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8787970843036316971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8787970843036316971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1745056352575843477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1745056352575843477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1745056352575843477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1745056352575843477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-reminder.html' title='A good reminder'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7020219974465613627</id><published>2009-06-16T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:11:07.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>Frugal Smugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SjeuDBC_H1I/AAAAAAAAAn4/W9IIOHp6WaQ/s1600-h/fushiapeony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934449369554770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SjeuDBC_H1I/AAAAAAAAAn4/W9IIOHp6WaQ/s400/fushiapeony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a time in my life when being frugal was a laughing matter. I used to babysit in my younger years, only to buy clothes, jewelry and makeup. I was a well-dressed teen and early 20-something with a very skinny bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the eye opening book, "&lt;a href="http://www.yourmoneyoryourlife.org/"&gt;Your Money or Your Life&lt;/a&gt;," I slowly changed my spendy ways and became something I thought I never would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But slowly over time, spendthriftiness drifted back into my life. "It's so much easier to buy X," I would tell myself. "I'll never find another deal like this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while my current budget doesn't allow for many extraneous purchases, that doesn't cut down on the "wants". It doesn't help to live in a culture which equates financial purchases with success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have family members or friends who seem to "have it all"? Trips all over the globe, in ground swimming pools and Jacuzzis, the latest model cars, new golf clubs and a clothes budget that would feed your family for a year? Spending time with these people can leave you with a feeling that whatever you have, isn't enough. Even if just that morning you were feeling oh-so grateful for your dishwasher and closet full of clothes, an afternoon spent with the Jones family can leave you feeling empty. "If only I had &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;," you muse. "Then I'd really be happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, if we got &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;we'd find something new to want within 24 hours. And let's remember that many of the things we see others enjoying are often things that they don't even own, but are purchased on credit. Who wants a big, fat credit card bill or bank loan hanging over their head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite places to visit when I'm in need of a little dose of financial reality, is &lt;a href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/category/frugality/"&gt;The Simple Dollar&lt;/a&gt;. I've linked to one page in particular (Frugality) which has a great bunch of articles on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, enjoy your day and all the things that money can't buy: Love, family, peace, friendship, sunshine, green grass, laughter, health . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7020219974465613627?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7020219974465613627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7020219974465613627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7020219974465613627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7020219974465613627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/06/frugal-smugal.html' title='Frugal Smugal'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SjeuDBC_H1I/AAAAAAAAAn4/W9IIOHp6WaQ/s72-c/fushiapeony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1520456243801275708</id><published>2009-06-03T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:11:07.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>One plus in a downturned economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Si-d5exkBsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uvSKJwSR5jo/s1600-h/aloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345664893551118018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Si-d5exkBsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uvSKJwSR5jo/s400/aloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the economy is bad. I know that a lot of really, really hard times have fallen on people who don't deserve it. A lot of people are losing their jobs. Some are losing their homes. And everyone I know is wishing and hoping that the economy will turn around soon. As a freelance copywriter and journalist, I'm wishing it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are a few upsides to the situation. One is that more and more people are staying home. Vacations closer to home, less meals out, more entertaining in the backyard. "Why is that a good thing?" you might ask. One, it means that less gas is being used which is good for the environment. Two, community is important and when people stay home more, they are able to become more a part of their community. This "stay at home" trend also reminds me of the time when my parents were young--a time when families spent more time together and weren't running off in 12 different directions every night of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is also a growing trend in bartering for goods among friends and family, rather than buying things outright. In the latest edition of &lt;a href="http://www.maryjanesfarm.com/"&gt;Mary Jane's Farm&lt;/a&gt; (a great magazine) there is a short article on this topic. This is really good news for the environment! Trading goods means that less new things will end up in the landfill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're interested in bartering or trading goods, check out &lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.org/"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org/"&gt;Freecycle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.swaptree.com/"&gt;Swap Tree,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.swapthing.com/"&gt;Swap Thing&lt;/a&gt;, and other bartering sites (try a search under Google for more ideas). Or try setting up an informal bartering/swapping system in your own family or community. It's amazing the great things that you can find for yourself and find new homes for if you get a little creative. If you're into travel, you might want to check out &lt;a href="http://www.homeexchange.com/"&gt;Home Exchange&lt;/a&gt;, where you can swap houses with someone in another area of the country or the world. A home exchange, whether here in the US or abroad, will make a very memorable summer vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1520456243801275708?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1520456243801275708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1520456243801275708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1520456243801275708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1520456243801275708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-plus-in-downturned-economy.html' title='One plus in a downturned economy'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Si-d5exkBsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uvSKJwSR5jo/s72-c/aloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-4079538346047122996</id><published>2009-06-03T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:12:34.128-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Healthily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SicCiVnxh2I/AAAAAAAAAno/LhPi0woLvX4/s1600-h/Forest+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343242271841159010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SicCiVnxh2I/AAAAAAAAAno/LhPi0woLvX4/s400/Forest+Flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Photo courtesy of Windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm re-reading an excellent book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Feeling-Light-Holistic-Solution-Permanent/dp/0380799510"&gt;Feeling Light&lt;/a&gt;. I love, love, love it. This is the second time I've read it, but I think I will keep it around for quite a long time for reference. It's one of the only weight loss type books that I would recommend to anyone. It incorporates a whole range of things to do to keep your body healthy, strong, and fit--both mind, body and spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I've mentioned before, I don't believe in diets. Of course a lot of people lose weight on a diet. But what happens when the diet ends? The weight, and usually even a bit more, comes right back on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling Light is a holistic approach to losing weight and being healthy. One of the most important pieces of the "plan" if you want to call it that, is this piece of advice: Don't worry about all you can't have, think of all you can. In the book, the authors are speaking to the fact that often people think that eating healthfully is some sort of punishment. "Oh, I'll never be able to have cookies and ice cream again!" Instead of thinking this way, the authors suggest that someone look at the 101 different types of produce that's available to them and all the ways that they could prepare and enjoy it. (And by the way, I would never, ever subscribe to the notion that cookies and ice cream are completely forbidden. Just that they're best eaten in moderation.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This type of thinking can easily be transferred to other areas of our lives. What if, for instance, instead of thinking of all the things we can't afford, we thought of all the great things we already have? What if we spent a little time thinking about the parts of our job we loved, instead of the one or two aspects that are annoying? Instead of thinking about all that is wrong with our lives, what if we looked at the ways we could make it better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Attitude is such a huge factor in our perception of the world around us. And you don't have to be a Pollyanna to see that a more positive attitude really can make a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-4079538346047122996?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4079538346047122996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=4079538346047122996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/4079538346047122996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/4079538346047122996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/06/healthily-ever-after.html' title='Healthily Ever After'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SicCiVnxh2I/AAAAAAAAAno/LhPi0woLvX4/s72-c/Forest+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-423095835057963230</id><published>2009-05-20T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:11:24.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy</title><content type='html'>I'm so busy. Swamped. Completely stressed. Can't keep up. I'm totally, completely at my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard one of more of these statements lately from a friend, co-worker, or even the person in front of you in line at the grocery store? Or is it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who has uttered one of these phrases?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems we Americans like to drive ourselves to our limit. AND tell everyone within earshot how absolutely, completely, totally productive we are at all times. After all, isn't that what life is all about? Doing as much as you can, as fast as you can until you completely burn out? Only lazy people take time to leisurely read a book. Sit in a hammock and enjoy a glass of lemonade. Listen to the spring peepers. Play catch with their child in the backyard. The rest of us have WORK to do, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, how productive can we really be? No one is "on" 24/7. And thank goodness as it's really not a healthy way to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes trying to cram everything in really makes us less productive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tell&lt;/span&gt; me if this sounds at all familiar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sit down to pay bills. Calculator--where is it? Locate calculator. Pen is out of ink. Find new pen. Where are the stamps? Uh-oh, the little pea pod is waking up. Need bottle. No clean bottles? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Wash a bottle and fill it up. Heat it. Too hot. The pea pod is turning red and waving angry fists! Bottle ready, feed the little guy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, spit up on my shirt. The dog needs to go out but can't put the baby down. Put wet burp cloth on pile of bills. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oh no, dog peed on the carpet. Phone ringing. Can't answer. Might be work-related and the little pea pod is screeching because he does NOT think he has any burps to share. Message on the answering machine--was work. Make note to call back later. Cats chasing each other and knock over the vase of flowers on the table. What were they doing on the table?! Baby is wet. Change baby's diaper. Little pea pod smiles. Cute! Where's the camera? Phone rings again. Husband with question. Laundry is done washing. Quick get it into the dryer or on the line before forget it in the washer again and it spends a day and a half stuck there! Uh-oh, what's that smell? Crap, forgot that I was heating lunch up on the stove. Scalded pan. Baby has lost his pacifier. Find pacifier and realize how many cobwebs are living under the radiator. Good grief~I'm exhausted. Now where did I put that calculator? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation might be different for you, but we've all had those days/weeks/months. That feeling like you just can't catch your breath. The sense of wanting "just had five more minutes" to focus unhurried on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we live in a crazy, busy world, it doesn't become any less so by trying to cram 14 things into a half hour time slot. In fact, research shows that "multi-tasking" is actually less efficient than doing things more slowly but taking your time with each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you have a lot to do. Yes, everything feels like it needs to be done now. But it really, truly doesn't. (I tell myself this about five times an hour.) Advice columns in magazines will tell you silly things like, "ask for help--you're spouse/mother/brother/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; will be happy to help you if only they know what you need." Well, depending on your situation you could ask until you're blue in the face! While there is certainly nothing wrong with asking for help, there's a simpler solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready? Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO LESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at the very least, do it less perfectly. (Perfectionists out there, brace yourselves.) Yes, the bathroom has to be cleaned. But do you need to scrub the floor on your hands and knees? Clean the linen closet every week? Dust behind the toilet? Let something go and see if you don't feel a little, tiny bit more relaxed. And really, isn't it the perfect time of year to relax and let go a little bit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-423095835057963230?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/423095835057963230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=423095835057963230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/423095835057963230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/423095835057963230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/05/running-around-like.html' title='Busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8426086798985014332</id><published>2009-05-20T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:12:56.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Exciting News!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I just found out that A Chick with a Conscience is officially part of the &lt;a href="http://www.guideposts.com/aggregator-directory"&gt;Guideposts blog network&lt;/a&gt;! Yaaay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to check the network out for other great blogs to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm biased but be sure to check out &lt;a href="http://thewritersdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;"The Writer's Dog"&lt;/a&gt; under the Inspirational Connections--Peggy is a good friend of mine.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8426086798985014332?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8426086798985014332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8426086798985014332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8426086798985014332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8426086798985014332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/05/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News!'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8071346134537084754</id><published>2009-05-19T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:11:07.536-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>Alternative Gift Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ShLY13LUKZI/AAAAAAAAAng/PEYrGlzW0so/s1600-h/fern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566928243534226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ShLY13LUKZI/AAAAAAAAAng/PEYrGlzW0so/s400/fern.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhh, spring. Time for enjoying all the beautiful green-ness around us, smelling the roses, and shopping for the 18 celebrations coming up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weddings. Baby and bridal showers. Graduations. Is there no end to the parties and festivities this time of year? And in times when more and more of us are watching every penny, all these celebrations and life-changing events can cause a pretty heavy toll on the ol' wallet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what's a kind hearted, generous person supposed to do? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, don't panic. There are LOADS of great gifts available for every occasion, sometimes in the least likely of places. Check yard sales, Goodwill, craig's list, freecycle, the Salvation Army, and your own gift closet (more about this one later) for some great presents. You'd be surprised how many new and still in the package items you'll find in these places. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you crafty? Like to bake? Enjoy cleaning (just checking to make sure you're still awake!). Why not offer up your services as your gift? I can tell you honestly that having babysitting help, home cooked meals, and a clean house when I got home from the hospital after having my son last month were the best gifts I received. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are the person being honored with a celebration, why not give it a green spin? Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.alternativegiftregistry.org/"&gt;Alternative Gift Registry&lt;/a&gt;--it's a very cool, very green alternative to a traditional gift registry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of all, be creative. I bet you can think of a gazillion things to make, bake, or buy (frugally) that will make the gift recipient very happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8071346134537084754?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8071346134537084754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8071346134537084754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8071346134537084754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8071346134537084754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/05/alternative-gift-giving.html' title='Alternative Gift Giving'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ShLY13LUKZI/AAAAAAAAAng/PEYrGlzW0so/s72-c/fern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6777727407818036673</id><published>2009-04-27T06:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:03:32.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SfWOcoGQeRI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ye5U7thX6j8/s1600-h/Forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329322356513995026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SfWOcoGQeRI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ye5U7thX6j8/s400/Forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;*Photo courtesy of Windows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where has the time gone? A new baby has a way of eating up time, and a lot of it. Of course, spending long moments staring at a miracle that has been growing inside of you for nine months (and one week!) takes up quite a lot of time as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My husband and I welcomed our son into the world earlier this month and as new parents we've certainly experienced an eye opening transition into the world of parenthood. And I do mean eye opening quite literally! This weekend is the first time we've gotten any decent sleep as the little peanut has started to eat a bit more and so sleeps more than an hour or two at a time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I certainly haven't been as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt;-friendly as I was in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-baby days. I've been using a lot of the disposable diapers that people gave us before baby's birth--something I wanted to do for only the first two weeks as we transitioned into life as a new family. However, I find myself finishing week three with no cloth diapers in sight! Actually, I do have a couple on hand and am determined to try using them this week. We're doing fairly well otherwise--glass baby bottles and organic formula (not as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt;-friendly as breastfeeding but that didn't work out), lots of clean gently used clothes donated from tons of generous people, second hand bouncy seats, a swing, and a playpen for when the little guy gets bigger. I've been using the dryer more than the laundry line though, and my cooking has been not quite as "from scratch" as usual. But these are things I'm willing to live with for now. It's a huge transition and the lack of sleep has really been getting to me (I cannot remember ANYTHING unless I write it down in BIG LETTERS and post it somewhere obvious). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This weekend my husband and I got the soil into our raised beds and I planted the first of my garden veggies--Swiss chard, beets and carrots. I'm hoping to make it to the local organic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;farmstand&lt;/span&gt; today for some other seeds--peas in particular need to go in soon. And my organic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; have sprouted so those will be going in the ground ASAP. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6777727407818036673?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6777727407818036673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6777727407818036673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6777727407818036673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6777727407818036673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SfWOcoGQeRI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ye5U7thX6j8/s72-c/Forest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6900080513516179337</id><published>2009-03-30T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:11:07.536-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>Cheap versus Responsible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SdDeXeEd7PI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3vXTU5_dpv4/s1600-h/orangeflower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318995654714715378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SdDeXeEd7PI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3vXTU5_dpv4/s400/orangeflower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As a self-professed cheapskate, I sometimes struggle to find a balance between being budget-friendly and being a responsible consumer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is an issue for a lot of people, and here's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone likes to get a good deal. That's why coupons, sales and discounts are so popular. Stores realize this and offer things like frequent buyer programs, loyalty bonuses for customers and free gifts or discounts to keep consumers coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the queen of discount shopping--if there was a good deal to be had, I could find it. I used coupons for groceries and only shopped at the double coupon places. I could find cute clothes and accessories at discount places and always had new outfits to wear because they were so CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But several years ago, after starting to try to live more simply and frugally, I realized that buying things that are inexpensive isn't always the way to go. Cheap clothes wear out fast and more importantly I learned WHY they are so cheap in the first place (does the term 'slave labor' ring any bells?). Coupons that I had used weren't useful for me anymore once we started to shop for organic and local foods more, and traditional foods less. And all those sales on beauty products and accessories didn't do me much good, as I tried not to buy a lot of things I didn't really need, just for a "pick me up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, even though I've heard other tightwads explain how it makes much more sense to buy really good quality clothes and not replace them for years, I couldn't get on that bandwagon either because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) I'm too cheap to spend the money on really good quality stuff and&lt;br /&gt;B) My tastes change way too frequently to invest in things--I get bored often and want something new and different to spark my creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's a tightwad to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution has pretty much been this: Shop at thrift or resale stores. You can find great quality merchandise at these places without breaking your budget. AND it's the ultimate form of recycling. I will often bring bags of clothes to the resale or thrift shop, and then do a little browsing while I'm there. &lt;a href="http://locator.goodwill.org/"&gt;Find a Goodwill in your area&lt;/a&gt; and check it out even if you're convinced you don't like used stuff. The one closest to me has TONS of brand new items, everything from nice bed sheet sets to new towels and cleaning products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't solve all my problems of course. There are still things like &lt;a href="http://www.newdream.org/marketplace/cocoa.php"&gt;fair trade chocolate&lt;/a&gt; to consider which is especially hard around holidays like Easter and Christmas. Still, I'm hopeful. It looks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cadbury&lt;/span&gt;, the makers of the infamous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cadbury&lt;/span&gt; Creme Eggs (one of my favorites!) will be &lt;a href="http://www.commondreams.org/newswire/2009/03/06-5"&gt;changing to Fair Trade.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6900080513516179337?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6900080513516179337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6900080513516179337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6900080513516179337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6900080513516179337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheap-versus-responsible.html' title='Cheap versus Responsible'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SdDeXeEd7PI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3vXTU5_dpv4/s72-c/orangeflower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1550206826496614059</id><published>2009-03-19T11:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:13:13.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Gratefulness List</title><content type='html'>Here's a list of 10 things I'm especially grateful for today, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;2) Fresh baked bread&lt;br /&gt;3) Plenty of writing work to keep me busy&lt;br /&gt;4) Dinner out with my sister and husband last night&lt;br /&gt;5) The three lazy pets in the living room&lt;br /&gt;6) Summer vacations (must be inspired by the sunshine!)&lt;br /&gt;7) New books and magazines to read&lt;br /&gt;8) Clean clothes and a load to put out on the line&lt;br /&gt;9) Freedom&lt;br /&gt;10) Good audio books for long drives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.gratefulness.org/"&gt;here is a cool Web site&lt;/a&gt;, dedicated to gratefulness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1550206826496614059?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1550206826496614059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1550206826496614059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1550206826496614059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1550206826496614059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/gratefulness-list.html' title='Gratefulness List'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3282960963859483682</id><published>2009-03-18T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:13:13.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>What can we do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ScDI8benJRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IevOlWvgn-4/s1600-h/metal+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314468500791043346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ScDI8benJRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IevOlWvgn-4/s400/metal+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, I find out just how small my world really is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently hosted a fundraiser for an anti-sex trafficking/tourism organization called &lt;a href="http://www.catwinternational.org/"&gt;Coalition Against Trafficking in Women&lt;/a&gt;. This is the fourth or fifth year that I've held a fundraiser to support an organization working in this field. It's something that I feel very passionately about--the amazing thing to me, is how passionate others feel about it once they learn some of the horrors that these women and children go through. Kidnapping. Gang rape. Beatings. Starvation. Servicing 30 or more men a day. &lt;strong&gt;NO ONE should have to live like that!&lt;/strong&gt; No one should be imprisoned and raped and beaten and abused. These are human beings, not pieces of equipment or merchandise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's estimated that between  one and two million women and children are trafficked around the globe. Human trafficking is the second fastest growing criminal market growing. Children as young as six years old are sold to brothels in some parts of the world. PBS has a film about sex trafficking--I saw part of this a few years ago. &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/slaves/"&gt;Here's a link&lt;/a&gt; to the documentary clip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's not just happening in countries far away. Read &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Primetime/story?id=1596778"&gt;this ABC News story&lt;/a&gt;--incredible. I cannot believe that this type of thing happens right here in the United States. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been working for some time with an organization called &lt;a href="http://www.sharedhope.org/"&gt;Shared Hope International.&lt;/a&gt; In fact, a story about it's founder, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Linda_Smith_(politician)"&gt;Linda Smith&lt;/a&gt;, is what first opened my eyes to the sex trafficking industry. I knew that I had to do something. I'm not someone who can just read something that totally blows my mind, alters my view of the world, makes me sick with anger, and then dismiss it and move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started by selling hats at church a few weeks before Easter Sunday. I called the project "Hats for Hope" and donated all the money I raised to Shared Hope International. The next few years, with the help of some very kind and helpful volunteers, I ran a Victorian Tea to raise money and awareness for the cause. The teas were successful but a lot of time and energy went into them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I tried something different. A Music Matinee combined local musical talent with refreshments in a &lt;a href="http://www.staartgallery.com/"&gt;beautiful art gallery&lt;/a&gt;. My mother set up a table with all the pamphlets and brochures that I'd sent away for, to help educate others about the organizations out there doing great work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314470836026474994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ScDLEW6IAfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/04JHYa5R09Y/s400/Music+Matinee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would call the Music Matinee a success, and once again, couldn't have done it without the help of my family and the awesome, professional musicians who donated their time and talents. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/marksustic"&gt;Mark Sustic&lt;/a&gt; played (as shown above), along with &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;amp;friendID=385713395"&gt;Carol A. Jones&lt;/a&gt;, Lisa Judge, and &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccapadula.com/"&gt;Rebecca Padula&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday though, as I started reading through the book, &lt;a href="http://www.sharedhope.org/press/congresstobrothel_book_form.asp"&gt;"From Congress to the Brothel," &lt;/a&gt;I realized that one event a year, while a nice start, isn't going to cut it. This work is something that I feel incredibly passionate about. I'm now in the process of seeing how I can help on a more regular basis. Reading the stories of those women and children, the first hand accounts of what they have gone through is simultaneously eye-opening and heart breaking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'm in the process now of waiting. Waiting to find out what it is I can do to help. Waiting to find out if this is something I need to do on my own (Set up a separate Web site or blog about sex trafficking? Start a nonprofit creating something to sell which can donate money to this cause? Create more community events? Stage art exhibits where all the art created is around the topic of sex trafficking and sex slavery?) or whether I am meant to partner with one of the organizations working on this problem already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure where I'll end up, but I know that everything I learn about this subject, everyone I tell about this subject, helps to draw it out of the shadows and into the light. I believe that is the first step in exposing something too awful to imagine--first bring it into the light. Let the sex traffickers, the pimps, the "johns" (men who "buy" these women and children) be seen for what they really are. Bring their despicable, disgusting, loathsome actions out into the light for everyone to see what and who they really are. And let that same light be shone over the women and children who are hidden away, so that they can escape from the shame, humiliation, and degradation and start new lives for themselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What can we do about a problem that seems so overwhelmingly huge? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We can start. We can do one thing and see where it leads. And then, we can do another. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3282960963859483682?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3282960963859483682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3282960963859483682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3282960963859483682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3282960963859483682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-can-we-do.html' title='What can we do?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/ScDI8benJRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IevOlWvgn-4/s72-c/metal+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3005530315544660709</id><published>2009-03-17T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:12:34.128-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>An un-diet revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sb_FkO86NFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8hrBPGrFqCg/s1600-h/tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314183311600006226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sb_FkO86NFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8hrBPGrFqCg/s400/tulips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been thinking about food a lot lately--or rather, my relationship with food. During my pregnancy, I've had to change my eating habits. I've been a lot more conscious about what I'm eating; trying to eat more protein, less sugar, more fruits and veggies, less "white" stuff. While all these changes have been positive, there is part of me that misses being able to eat what I want. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the cravings? Out of control! I have had cravings in the past but nothing like this--it feels like PMS cravings every day. All someone has to do is mention the word "chocolate" or "ice cream" and it's all I can think about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily, I've been pretty moderate in my weight gain throughout my pregnancy. I can see how easy it would be to just say, "Oh forget it!" and gobble down any old thing, but I try hard not to do this. I grew up with a weight problem and I certainly know first hand how very, very hard it is to lose weight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of this brings me to a point (don't worry, I &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; have a point!). It reminds me about the importance of non-dieting. Several years ago, after many, many failed attempts to get "control" of my weight, and fluctuating between losing and gaining over and over again, I decided that I'd had it. I read a book by &lt;a href="http://www.geneenroth.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geneen&lt;/span&gt; Roth&lt;/a&gt;, started eating whatever I wanted whenever I was really hungry, and began to live in a whole new way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's not to say that my weight and body issues were cleared up overnight, but I see the reading of that first book as the beginning of a different way of life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It seems that everywhere I go, every group of women I talk with, all have the same feelings about food. They feel out of control. Or they are very much in control, to the point where it takes over their whole life. Working out for several hours a day and obsessing about calories is just as unhealthy in my opinion, as being overweight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where does this obsession with food and our bodies come from? The media definitely plays a role. So did our parents and other family members during our formative years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few organizations are determined to put an end to the dieting obsession. Read about the organization &lt;a href="http://www.overcomingovereating.com/"&gt;Overcoming Overeating &lt;/a&gt;here. Find out more about learning to eat more intuitively &lt;a href="http://www.intuitiveeating.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I also came across this interesting looking book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Undiet-PAINLESS-PERMANENT-WEIGHT-WITHOUT/dp/1892525712"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Un&lt;/span&gt;-dieting or non-dieting should be explored much more in our American culture. Living isn't about deprivation or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extravagance&lt;/span&gt;, but a fine balance between the two. And the freedom one can enjoy when not controlled by thoughts around food and appearance are just the tip of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ice burg&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3005530315544660709?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3005530315544660709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3005530315544660709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3005530315544660709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3005530315544660709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-diet-revolution.html' title='An un-diet revolution'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sb_FkO86NFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8hrBPGrFqCg/s72-c/tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3421152008884398422</id><published>2009-03-16T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:13:13.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Little happy surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sb5xgEQEqsI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-Slil333n-U/s1600-h/Eggs%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313809406054673090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sb5xgEQEqsI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-Slil333n-U/s400/Eggs%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week I had a surprise in the chicken coop. A very pleasant, very pretty BLUE surprise! Though the lighting in this photo doesn't show the true shade of the blue egg (nearest my fingers) it is so beautiful that I hesitate to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sister, mother, and I got chicks last spring, I ended up taking a little Arucana with a crossed beak. I was worried about her and thought that she might do better in my small flock than in my Mom's larger one. Her beak is so crossed and so pointed that it surprises our visitors that she can eat at all. Actually, it surprises me too when I watch her managing the food dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is "Chipmunk" (or Chippy) because when she was a chick she had the exact markings of one. I never expected her to lay eggs, I just hoped that she would stay alive. My mothers Arucana's started laying months ago, so I had pretty much given up hope that Chippy would ever produce any eggs. But lo and behold--last Friday I found this gorgeous, full-sized, blue egg in the nest! I was smiling from ear to ear as I left the coop and had to take a photo in case it was some weird fluke. But no, she's laid two more since then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love happy little surprises like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think there is a message here. Don't give up. Don't ever assume that just because something "shouldn't" be or it might be too difficult or impossible to imagine, that it's not "logical," that it will never come to fruition. You &lt;em&gt;never, ever know&lt;/em&gt; what kind of supposedly impossible things might happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3421152008884398422?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3421152008884398422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3421152008884398422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3421152008884398422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3421152008884398422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-happy-surprises.html' title='Little happy surprises'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sb5xgEQEqsI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-Slil333n-U/s72-c/Eggs%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1931683924714249802</id><published>2009-03-11T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:13:41.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><title type='text'>Gotta love it</title><content type='html'>I just came across this great article on frugality and tightwadding on Yahoo news of all places. I couldn't help chuckling at the writer's slightly mystified sounding reference to making one's own laundry detergent--we've been doing this for almost a year now and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090310/ap_on_re_us/new_frugality_cheaper_cheapskates"&gt;link to the article&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1931683924714249802?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1931683924714249802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1931683924714249802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1931683924714249802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1931683924714249802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/gotta-love-it.html' title='Gotta love it'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6212920119194340356</id><published>2009-03-03T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:13:13.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Grateful for generosity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sa2flntTuzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HjfEJfTkqPY/s1600-h/Baby%27s+room5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309075004402678578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sa2flntTuzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HjfEJfTkqPY/s400/Baby%27s+room5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While this may look like a photo from the inside of a baby store, it's actually just some of the wonderful presents we received at a surprise baby shower given to us by our church family this weekend! We got so many great things, most of which wouldn't even fit in the photo. Clothes, toys, bibs, more clothes, a nursery lamp, snowsuit and much, much more. I was completely blown away. I had no idea that they were having a shower for us, even after our pastor asked us to come up front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of all the wonderful things we received at the shower, a friend also gave us her daughter's barely used crib and bassinet. Another friend gave me a huge bag of maternity clothes and another filled with baby clothes AND a gigantic box of newborn diapers. Wow. I feel so loved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309075883120531874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sa2gYxL-GaI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7PYo8AeenXQ/s400/Baby%27s+room3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was even cooler about the shower and the other gifts that have been given to us, is that for the most part they are all gently used. I LOVE the idea of re-using things, especially baby clothes which are generally grown out of so quickly that they don't even have time to become faded or pilled. It's the ultimate form of recycling. I look around the nursery and see all these wonderful new-to-us things and know that these are items which will be kept out of the landfill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309076365087745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sa2g00p6JKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/IOnfJq3u9HY/s400/Baby%27s+room4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, not EVERYTHING is gently used. The above organic cotton sleep sets were given to us by an aunt and uncle and the adorable yellow knit set is something I've had for years, hoping I'd someday have a cute little baby to tuck into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Generosity just blows me away. And happy surprises are so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6212920119194340356?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6212920119194340356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6212920119194340356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6212920119194340356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6212920119194340356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/grateful-for-generosity.html' title='Grateful for generosity'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/Sa2flntTuzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HjfEJfTkqPY/s72-c/Baby%27s+room5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6825608923144954012</id><published>2009-03-02T07:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:23:28.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>Inspiration and Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SavLsBAxpLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/uFF5p0YCxVo/s1600-h/Maine8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308560542832633010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SavLsBAxpLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/uFF5p0YCxVo/s400/Maine8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the coolest thing ever. A solar shower that was just a few steps away an &lt;a href="http://www.frostmountainyurts.com/"&gt;awesome yurt &lt;/a&gt;we stayed in on a trip to Maine a couple of summers ago. If you've never taken a solar shower, you've got to try it. It's like skinny dipping . . . for the more modest of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Building a solar shower in my backyard is on my "homestead dream list". Imagine a nice cool rinse in the outdoor shower after a hot afternoon spent fighting weeds? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a ton of other things on my list too, including building cold frames, expanding my flock of hens, planting blueberry and raspberry bushes, landscaping the front yard, expanding the vegetable garden, starting a strawberry bed, planting fruit and nut trees, raising angora or dairy goats, and much more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby steps. Baby steps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a hard time of the year for northern homesteaders, gardeners, and everyone else whose fingers are itching to smell fresh, green grass and feel the sun on their backs. I made a pact with myself that this year I wouldn't crack open a single seed catalog or start mapping out my garden expansion plans until March. I made it. (Barely!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308564038582207154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SavO3fsbArI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BoxcC2zOhdk/s400/Maine4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, this hasn't stopped me from inhaling every magazine article I can find on homesteading, living off the grid, and "putting food by" (canning or drying for the next winter season.) Some of my favorite days are when my new &lt;a href="http://www.motherearthnews.com/"&gt;Mother Earth News &lt;/a&gt;magazine appears in the mailbox. I also love my new subscription to &lt;a href="http://www.grit.com/"&gt;Grit&lt;/a&gt; magazine (keep an eye out for a few of my upcoming articles in future issues of Grit!). On top of these two favorites are &lt;a href="http://www.maryjanesfarm.org/magazine.html"&gt;Mary Jane's Farm&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.countrysidemag.com/"&gt;Countryside&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.hobbyfarms.com/publications.aspx"&gt;Hobby Farm&lt;/a&gt; and the new &lt;a href="http://www.hobbyfarms.com/publications.aspx"&gt;Hobby Farm Home&lt;/a&gt; which I just learned about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's just the magazines! Then there are all the Web sites, blogs and online forums. Not to mention the great books I've found at the library and received for Christmas and birthday gifts. The inspiration is endless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are some of your favorite homesteading or do-it-yourself resources? Where do you find inspiration? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6825608923144954012?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6825608923144954012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6825608923144954012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6825608923144954012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6825608923144954012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspiration-and-motivation.html' title='Inspiration and Motivation'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SavLsBAxpLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/uFF5p0YCxVo/s72-c/Maine8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7653107071974900357</id><published>2009-02-25T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:23:47.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Healthy Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SaVlpVwEhVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wh43aUl0iI4/s1600-h/snowbank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306759496813806930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SaVlpVwEhVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wh43aUl0iI4/s400/snowbank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being pregnant is sort of like climbing a mountain. You think you're prepared--Pregnancy books? Check. Many words of wisdom from everyone who has ever been pregnant or knows someone who has been pregnant? Check. Lots of water? Check. Exercise? Check. Healthy diet? Hmmmm . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is SO much information out there about healthy diets and pregnancy, and much of it is conflicting. Some people believe that a meat-less diet is a no-no during pregnancy, others believe that vegan or raw food diets are the way to go. Protein--how much do you really need? Are you getting all the essential vitamins and nutrients your baby needs? Don't eat foods like eggs, sushi, or other dishes that might be dangerous to eat raw or undercooked. How much weight is okay to gain (some sources indicate less than 20 pounds, some say up to 35 or 40).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here you are, on this journey weighed down with this huge pack of information and on top of all these things running through your mind, your hormones are a little wacky, making you cry during a commercial your un-pregnant self would have found eye-rollingly stupid, and your body is doing strange and wacky things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now nearing my last month of pregnancy and though I'm no expert, here are some things I've learned and would like to pass on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do NOT read too much pregnancy info, whether in books, online or in magazines. Do NOT listen to all the advice everyone gives you. Be selective, do some research on the things that you are most interested/worried about, make a decision and let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Eat healthy foods and don't stress out about counting every gram of protein or carbs. On the other hand, don't be so "free" with your diet that you are gaining gobs of weight and feeling like crap. Remember, what came on, must get off at some point. Moderation, moderation. (NOTE: Sometimes, no matter how healthfully you eat, you will gain more weight than you thought possible in a one week period. Try not to let it get you down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Remember that babies are hearty little creatures. As long as they have milk, clean, warm clothes, a place to sleep and your love, they will most likely be very content. You really do not need a whole slew of baby toys, matching bedding, an entire set of new nursery furniture or most of the other stuff that is advertised to new parents. Keep it simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Your body really can change so much that you don't recognize it anymore. Often when I catch a glimpse of myself (still!) in the mirror, my first thought is, "whose stomach is &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ignore everyone who feels the need to comment on your body. Constantly. As though you weren't standing right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lucky that my pregnancy has been pretty easy. I'm very happy with my pregnancy overall and I'm so looking forward to meeting my new son or daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some great Web sites that I often visit for inspiration, both during my "normal" life and during my pregnancy. They will definitely make you want to put down the Taco Bell burrito and make a fruit smoothie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegardenbaby.com/Raw_Pregnancy/Raw_Pregnancy.html"&gt;Oh my Blog!&lt;/a&gt; a raw/vegan mama's journey to remain a raw food eating vegan during her pregnancy is really inspirational. And of course, &lt;a href="http://www.happyfoody.com/"&gt;Happy Foody &lt;/a&gt;is still one of my favorites, though not specific to pregnancy or babies. Also, check out &lt;a href="http://www.welikeitraw.com/"&gt;We Like it Raw&lt;/a&gt; for inspirational stories and some great recipes. The notorious &lt;a href="http://veganlunchbox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vegan Lunchbox&lt;/a&gt; has a GREAT treasure trove of archived posts on the most creative lunches I've ever seen. Plus check out the adorable lunch kits in her most recent post--CUTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7653107071974900357?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7653107071974900357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7653107071974900357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7653107071974900357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7653107071974900357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/02/healthy-pregnancy.html' title='Healthy Pregnancy'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SaVlpVwEhVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wh43aUl0iI4/s72-c/snowbank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8681106350037762642</id><published>2009-02-25T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:23:53.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Making Music for Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SaVhYhW7pYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/59lInlxeeSc/s1600-h/snowshoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306754809825305986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SaVhYhW7pYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/59lInlxeeSc/s400/snowshoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited to tell everyone about a cool event that I will be hosting on Sunday March 8th, from 1-3:30 p.m. at the &lt;a href="http://www.staartgallery.com/"&gt;STAART Gallery &lt;/a&gt;in St. Albans. If you haven't been to the gallery, you have to check it out--it's beautifully set up and the artists whose work is showcased there is just spectacular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past several years I have been holding an annual Victorian Tea to raise money for organizations working to end sex trafficking around the world. This is a cause that is near and dear to my heart, and though it might seem like a very different cause than the environment (which is obviously very important to me!) I find them similar on many levels. Both involve abuse on silent parties who are often unable to speak for themselves. Both are atrocious. Both make me very angry. Of course, I do not place human suffering below say a polluted river. Sex trafficking is my very worst nightmare and to realize that between 1-2 million women and children (some as young as five!) are trafficked every year around the world is heartbreaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Music Matinee will be a fun way to bring community members together to learn more about the sex trafficking industry and also enjoy some foot stomping, blood warming good music by local musicians, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/carolajones"&gt;Carol A. Jones&lt;/a&gt;, Lisa Judge, &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccapadula.com/"&gt;Rebecca Padula&lt;/a&gt;, and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No need to RSVP, just show up at the gallery and bring your family and friends. No charge, donations are greatly appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and did I mention the free refreshments? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8681106350037762642?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8681106350037762642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8681106350037762642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8681106350037762642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8681106350037762642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-music-for-change.html' title='Making Music for Change'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SaVhYhW7pYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/59lInlxeeSc/s72-c/snowshoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-254519958988955639</id><published>2009-02-17T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:11:12.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>What do You Worship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SZqmptoRtRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ccYWYqI2ncs/s1600-h/angel+disc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303734746735555858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SZqmptoRtRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ccYWYqI2ncs/s400/angel+disc3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I spend more time worrying and wondering and fretting than I should. I have a very hard time letting things "just be".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read a great passage this morning from &lt;a href="http://www.christnotes.org/ww.php?d=2009-02-16"&gt;Weekly Wisdom&lt;/a&gt;. I'll share it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone worships. Some people worship money, possessions, popularity, prosperity, or other people. They may not sing worship songs to their bank account, but by the way they live they worship (i.e. give value to) their money."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amen to that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It made me stop and realize how often I worship &lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt;. A constant mental struggle with money and bills is a form of worship. So is forever wondering what others think of you. Checking your bank account or 401K several times a day could be considered worship. Spending large chunks of time focusing on things like food, sex, alcohol, drugs, and cigarettes are all forms of worship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the way people look at religion can be worship in itself. I made the artwork above several years ago because I feel like many Christians get caught up in the "act" of worship. But to me, God is not about statues and stained glass and pretty Sunday clothes and candles and money. And the fact that so many of us have let these things become the focus of our religious experience is scary. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's remember where worship belongs, and where it doesn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-254519958988955639?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/254519958988955639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=254519958988955639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/254519958988955639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/254519958988955639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-do-you-worship.html' title='What do You Worship?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SZqmptoRtRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ccYWYqI2ncs/s72-c/angel+disc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-72533199050740170</id><published>2009-02-10T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:21:23.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>NOFA How I Love Thee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SZHflz-opRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZECNFz7MCqk/s1600-h/cbj_april_organicfarming_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301264077092857106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SZHflz-opRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZECNFz7MCqk/s400/cbj_april_organicfarming_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nofavt.org"&gt;Northeast Organic Farmers Association of Vermont &lt;/a&gt;(NOFA-VT) is such an incredible organization. I just learned about them maybe a year ago and since that time have found so much great information about organic farming, farmers' markets, Community Supported Agriculture (CSA), local food sources, classes, workshops, and more educational opportunities, all listed on their Web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the annual Winter Conference and I'm SO excited to attend! I've been looking forward to it for months. My sister, Faith ,and my friend Renee and I are going together. The photo above is a shot from last year's conference which I attended with my Mom. Picture a long day of friendly, happy people, learning new things about gardening, farming, beekeeping, soap making, herbs, foraging, livestock care and more, combined with a great (mostly local food) potluck, and sprinkled with a resource area chock full of freebies and business displays and you've pretty much got the winter conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'm determined however, not to fall into the impatient, "I wish it was spring RIGHT NOW so I can start these outdoor repair and garden projects!" trap. I am trying to truly enjoy the winter months--no bugs, no sunburn, no sticky humidity, and lots of fresh, brisk air and fluffy snow. Spring will get here soon enough, and while winter is a great time to work on plans for next year's garden and read up on homesteading and other interesting things, I don't want to rush any of the seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, being around all those farmers and gardeners and being inspired by the cool workshops and resources will be challenging. Here's to my attempts to stay focused!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-72533199050740170?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/72533199050740170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=72533199050740170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/72533199050740170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/72533199050740170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/02/nofa-how-i-love-thee.html' title='NOFA How I Love Thee...'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SZHflz-opRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZECNFz7MCqk/s72-c/cbj_april_organicfarming_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-910192204319652769</id><published>2009-02-03T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:49:27.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><title type='text'>Making Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYiO8_SZ3bI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3JNvtY9Lwrc/s1600-h/treebark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298642140033310130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYiO8_SZ3bI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3JNvtY9Lwrc/s400/treebark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do you make changes? Do you make them gradually, over a long period of time? Do you make them hastily and then fight with everything you've got to make them stick? How much information do you gather before you attempt to make a change? Do you do careful research or are you more a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants type person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am someone who has a hard time making a decision, but once I've made up my mind that's usually the end of it. I don't like loose ends and "maybes". I like to know what to expect and what the final outcome might logically be for decisions that I make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting a baby has brought with it a whole slew of new decisions to be made. Some were, for me, no brainers. As someone who is passionate about recycling as much as possible and trying to waste as little as I can, I certainly didn't rush out to create a huge baby registry at some overpriced store. I'm not interested in stockpiling the nursery full of a bunch of stuff we'll probably never need. Yes, it took me months to create an &lt;a href="http://www.alternativegiftregistry.org/"&gt;alternative gift registry&lt;/a&gt;, and yes I've probably forgotten to include things that we will end up needing. But by putting time and thought into our registry, it will result in a more eco-friendly option for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things to consider when planning for a baby have ranged from minor, like which type of prefold cotton diaper do I want to use versus more involved, like will I choose to breastfeed? There are so many decisions to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I've learned is that while doing research on a subject is good, it can also paralyze you. Sometimes you need to shut out all the voices, advice, and information and be still. Think about what &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; truly want to do and why. And then choose to do that, no matter what others think and say about your decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I decided we'd rather have a big summer outdoor "eco-friendly, meet-the-baby" party, instead of a traditional baby shower. Some people don't seem to like the idea, others do. But instead of worrying about pleasing everyone (a habit that's very hard to break), I've decided to let go and just enjoy the parts of my decision that feel good and right to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? What are some areas of your life in which you find it challenging to make a decision? And once you've made one, do you stick with it no matter what, or do you tend to change your mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-910192204319652769?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/910192204319652769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=910192204319652769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/910192204319652769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/910192204319652769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-changes.html' title='Making Changes'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYiO8_SZ3bI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3JNvtY9Lwrc/s72-c/treebark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-452839016729309504</id><published>2009-01-29T19:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:34:26.973-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Working in a Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYJGo0RnjxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/awW9-NSAIaE/s1600-h/jaypeak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296873778782375698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYJGo0RnjxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/awW9-NSAIaE/s400/jaypeak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I woke up to snow. A lot of snow. I think the storm that hit yesterday brought about eight inches to our area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I cleared out the dog pen and around the table where the bird feeders are. Then I had breakfast and got ready for the day. Fully bundled up, I headed out to clear a path to the barn so I could feed and water the chickens. It was so beautiful out. The sun was shining and it made all the snow sparkle and shine. After I took care of the chickens, I thought "Hey, I might as well clear around my car." So I did that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my neighbor came to clear my path to the mailbox (how sweet!). He told me he didn't think I would be able to get out of the driveway and offered to come clear the end of it once he finished his morning coffee. How many people have neighbors who are so nice? I thanked him profusely, and then started clearing the top of the driveway, working my way down. I took it slow--didn't want to pull anything in my back or hurt the baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I worked I was reminded how much I love to be outside, moving and doing something productive. All I could hear was the birds and the rhythmic "swish" of my shovel as I tossed the snow to the side of the driveway. The sun was warm on my face, the sky was blue. I remembered in my old job how I would long for time away from my desk and the ringing phone. I wanted to go outside whenever I pleased. And now that I'm able to, I certainly don't take it for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got so caught up in my chore that I ended up finishing the whole driveway myself, before my neighbor came back outside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's funny to me, is that even though I love to work outdoors, there is always this resistance to the thought beforehand. If someone had said, "Boy, you need to get out there and clear the driveway," I would have been totally disgruntled and resistant. But because I went out thinking I'd just "do a little", it ended up being a real treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came in with rosy cheeks, clean lungs, and a much more positive attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-452839016729309504?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/452839016729309504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=452839016729309504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/452839016729309504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/452839016729309504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Working in a Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYJGo0RnjxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/awW9-NSAIaE/s72-c/jaypeak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1961608120445664745</id><published>2009-01-28T12:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:33:57.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>Going Local</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Local_food"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296397539153980450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYCVgBaGrCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kQiArDv2Luk/s400/orange_and_grabe-t1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Localvore &lt;/a&gt;(also called locavore) eating is gaining popularity. If you aren't familiar with the term, it basically means eating foods grown as close to you, normally within 100 miles, as often as possible. There have been a lot of books written on the subject. One I would HIGHLY recommend is Barbara Kingsolver's &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780060852566-0"&gt;"Animal, Vegetable, Miracle"&lt;/a&gt; Excellent book and very informative without being preachy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that eating locally is not something I do very well. In fact, my friend Renee recently mentioned in an email the importance of eating locally, and how if we continue to choose cheap foods from other countries, our own farmers will eventually be put out of business. Well, that got my attention. Though I try to buy organic foods at the grocery store, make food from scratch as much as possible, and frequent the local farmer's market in the summer, I do these things more for health than any else's well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am especially guilty of this in the cold weather months. I LOVE tropical fruit in winter--bananas, mangoes, pineapple, dried papaya--love it, love it, love it. In fact, I'd have to say that it's what I eat most of, after the organic apples which are grown heaven knows where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296399415373586386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYCXNO3t39I/AAAAAAAAAlA/oeHoT9tS5Xc/s400/strawberry-t1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strawberries, grapes, cherries, blueberries--the list goes on and on. And that's just the fruit! So, my friend's observation has really gotten me thinking. How could I incorporate more local foods into my diet, especially in the cold winter months? Is it really hopeless? Am I destined to a fate of dried local apple slices and potatoes for months on end? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I interviewed a wonderful woman named Robin a few months ago for an article I was working on. Robin heads up the &lt;a href="http://www.vermontlocalvore.org/"&gt;Mad River Localvores &lt;/a&gt;here in Vermont. She is completely, utterly dedicated to this movement and shared with me that she and her husband are complete and total localvores, other than the spices that they cook with which come from non-local sources. When I asked how she survived the winters without lettuce, grapes and other warm weather produce, she told me that it's just something you get accustomed to. She said my reaction is typical (which made me feel only slightly better) and that it's really just about making different choices. Over time, it becomes second nature. As an added benefit, when you do get local foods like peas, greens and asparagus, you tend to appreciate them a lot more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe it's time to borrow "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" again from the library. It's definitely time to think about how I can grow, buy, and preserve more local foods for next year's cold winter months.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1961608120445664745?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1961608120445664745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1961608120445664745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1961608120445664745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1961608120445664745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-local.html' title='Going Local'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SYCVgBaGrCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kQiArDv2Luk/s72-c/orange_and_grabe-t1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7097084304294266868</id><published>2009-01-27T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:33:41.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Intution or No?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SX7zOfUwuFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Fv4pwccIijY/s1600-h/trunk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295937642086578258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SX7zOfUwuFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Fv4pwccIijY/s400/trunk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you believe in intuition? Fate? Faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For much of my life I have relied on my faith to get me to where I was going. Most times when I have a big (or even a small) decision to make, I pray about it and go where I feel led. This has been true even in times when I felt really removed from my faith and as though God was the farthest away from me. I've used my faith when contemplating big things like job changes, moves, and reducing my debt, and for making small decisions like how best to reach out to someone, what healthy things I could include in my life to make it better, and how to solve everyday problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always believed that if doors were closed to you and you had to really struggle to pry one open, it wasn't meant to be opened by you, at least not at that time. Doors should be opened for you, or be open already for you to walk through--if you are indeed on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I read that this might be the wrong way to look at things. I'm sporadically reading a good book, &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9780785287834-0"&gt;Jesus, Life Coach&lt;/a&gt;, by Laurie Beth Jones who is a life coach herself. In the book she reminds readers that Moses had to approach Pharaoh more than once before Pharaoh agreed to let the Israelites go. What if, asks the author, Moses had just tried once and then said, "Oh well, I tried. See you later Israelites!" (Paraphrased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, an interesting concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's made me wonder if I'm wrong to question if things don't go smoothly right away. Am I still on the right path when doors aren't opening? Do open doors indicate the right path or just a path? Should one keep pressing on even though they feel like they are treading water more than swimming somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about intuition, faith or fate? Do you trust it? Or do you prefer to make your decisions in another way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7097084304294266868?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7097084304294266868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7097084304294266868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7097084304294266868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7097084304294266868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/intution-or-no.html' title='Intution or No?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SX7zOfUwuFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Fv4pwccIijY/s72-c/trunk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3792051613074660248</id><published>2009-01-26T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:33:32.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Enjoy Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SX2qJFBw8KI/AAAAAAAAAko/X7ZzlajYq4M/s1600-h/JayPeak9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295575809802694818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SX2qJFBw8KI/AAAAAAAAAko/X7ZzlajYq4M/s400/JayPeak9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I'm going to accept what I can't change, trust that things will turn out okay, and be happy where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling not-so-great--tired, scratchy throat, stuffy nose. Worst of all was that my mind immediately went to my bank account. Not a good sign first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how often I think that I've "let go" of worrying about finances, where the money is going to come from, will it be enough, where will I get more work, it seems to creep back up on me. If I can't learn to accept that this is part of a freelancing lifestyle, I think I'd better head back out to the working-for-someone-else world. And that is something that I never want to do again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm going to make an conscious effort to let go of the things I can't control like where or when the next check is coming, if I'm really getting a cold, if I'll freeze to death going to feed the chickens this morning (it's below zero again--brrrr!), if the pets will adjust to the new baby okay, etc., and focus on all that I have right now that is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful family&lt;br /&gt;Money in the bank&lt;br /&gt;Supportive friends&lt;br /&gt;A warm house&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy pets&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of food in the cupboards&lt;br /&gt;Great books and mags waiting to be read&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of land&lt;br /&gt;Warm, dry clothes&lt;br /&gt;A heater and blanket while I work&lt;br /&gt;A great church&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Artistic creations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today if you're feeling anything like me, try to just take a few big, deep breaths and exhale all the worry swirling around in your head. We're bound to free up some creative energy for something much more important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3792051613074660248?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3792051613074660248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3792051613074660248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3792051613074660248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3792051613074660248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/enjoy-today.html' title='Enjoy Today'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SX2qJFBw8KI/AAAAAAAAAko/X7ZzlajYq4M/s72-c/JayPeak9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2815698623317115535</id><published>2009-01-23T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:04:41.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Money, Money, Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXmr7wlVP9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/DXSzcSyTcsk/s1600-h/in_god_we_trust_coin-t2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294451880092843986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXmr7wlVP9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/DXSzcSyTcsk/s400/in_god_we_trust_coin-t2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.photos8.com/"&gt;www.photos8.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Money is the root of all evil." Many people have misquoted that famous verse from scripture. In fact, the verse says, "&lt;strong&gt;Love of&lt;/strong&gt; money is the root of all evil." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the difference? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love of money, in my opinion, is a big problem because it causes people to put their trust and faith in something fickle. Though the huge problems that have spread across Wall Street and now the country are definitely NOT a good thing, there are lessons to be learned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Don't put faith in &lt;em&gt;things.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Don't spend more than you can afford. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Have a back up plan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of the stories we read about in the news are heartbreaking. Families who've been forced to leave their homes after one or both parents loses their jobs, companies downsizing, businesses going bankrupt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But some of the stories make me frustrated. The people who could "afford" a $400,000 mortgage who've lost their home because they really &lt;em&gt;couldn't&lt;/em&gt; manage a payment that size after all. The people who run up so much credit card debt that they just move to another credit card when one is maxed out. The well-off families who have been living "the life" and now have to cut back to only 2 modest sized cars instead of 4 SUV's, stop eating out every day, and cancel their masseuse and maid services and are just so put out over it. Oh, to have those kind of troubles! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be the first to admit that I haven't always been responsible with my money. It's still a struggle to this day for me to pass up "great deals", even if they're at the local thrift shop or lawn sale. &lt;strong&gt;If you don't need it, it's still a waste, no matter how cheap it is.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My finances now look quite a bit different than they did eight or 10 years ago. Several things influenced me. One was that I had quite a bit of credit card debt myself in my early 20's. And let me tell you, it did not feel good. Another thing that influenced me was meeting my then boyfriend, now husband who is very responsible with his money. I also started reading a lot of great books about living more simply and learned a very important lesson while reading, &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780140167153-3"&gt;"Your Money or Your Life"&lt;/a&gt;. This book teaches many, many lessons but the most important thing I got from it was this: Your money is your life energy. How you spend or save it allows you to live in the manner you most want to live. In other words, if you are working some stressful job that makes you very unhappy but brings in a large paycheck, you're expending your life energy for that money. You could decide to move to less stressful job with a pay cut or start a business of your own. But only you can decide ultimately if it's more important for you to make a lot of money or do work that you enjoy but make less doing it. And for some (many?) people, giving up the "extras" seems like too much of a drawback. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another excellent book that I'd highly recommend is &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780553067965-24"&gt;"The Simple Living Guide"&lt;/a&gt;. This book is chock full of great ideas and best of all, the ideas are practical and lead to a more balanced way of living. The author doesn't encourage readers to sell their homes, move into studio apartments and grow sprouts for food. She instead recommends looking at what's working and not working now and making small adjustments until you get where it is you most want to be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/"&gt;The Simple Dollar&lt;/a&gt; is another great resource and it's online (free!). Many great articles about finances and how to start making changes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most importantly perhaps, is remembering that money is just an exchange. It's not magical. It's not the most important thing in life (if it IS the most important thing in your life, you might want to re-evaluate). Personally, I don't see anything wrong with having it, as long as you don't keep it all for yourself. Remember that saying, "Love isn't love until you give it away?" Same holds true for money, I think. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2815698623317115535?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2815698623317115535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2815698623317115535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2815698623317115535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2815698623317115535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/money-money-money.html' title='Money, Money, Money'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXmr7wlVP9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/DXSzcSyTcsk/s72-c/in_god_we_trust_coin-t2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6396913211734369304</id><published>2009-01-22T15:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:30:30.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Thursday ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXjVmyySX-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/-jfSzQSEC1w/s1600-h/bowls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294216224418455522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXjVmyySX-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/-jfSzQSEC1w/s400/bowls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love old stuff. Case in point, these wonderful, candy colored Pyrex bowls that I scored at a tag sale some years ago. I use them ALL THE TIME! In fact, I have other bowls languishing in my cupboards that I should probably get rid of. I don't though just in case, (horror of horrors!) these bowls should break someday. Then where would I be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our society is such a throw-away place these days. Buy it cheap, use it for awhile and then pitch it when it breaks. Part of the problem is the junky, crappy stuff we're buying. Another part of the problem is being too lazy to research ways in which an item can be fixed. (Remember my laundry basket? Still going strong!). Sometimes people don't have the skills they might need to fix things. I darn mine and my husband's socks. When I told him to put his holey socks (the clean ones!) in my mending basket, he laughed. He didn't believe I knew how to darn. In fact, he didn't even think that "darn" was a verb. And let me tell you, that my mother-in-law is not one to waste things. Surely she must darn socks? I'll have to ask her sometime. But some people don't know how to darn, or fix a laundry basket or repair a toaster oven. Some of us are just too lazy or unmotivated to learn these type of skills. And some, like me, are sure we would burn our houses down if we tried to repair a toaster or any other electrical gadget. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still, all this waste gets on my nerves. This is one of the reasons I hate big box, cheap-crap stores. It's not so much that I feel they are taking over small towns and wiping out mom and pop type establishments (though in many areas, they are), I just don't like what they stand for. It's like the mentality of the shoppers in those stupid commercials for The Christmas Tree Shop. You see these women, carts piled high with loads of stuff I'm sure they didn't go into the store intending to buy. Betty, says to her friend: "Marge, did you see this chop-o-matic? It's ONLY $5.00!!!!" Marge: "Wow! $5.00? Let me get 10!" Marge's hands furiously snatch up chop-o-matics and throw them into her groaning shopping basket. Betty: "But Marge, you don't even cook!" Marge: "Who cares! At that price I can't afford to pass them up!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Who cares?" seems to be the mentality of a lot of shoppers these days. "Who cares that the people who made these jeans only got paid $.17. I got them for only $19.99. Now that's a bargain!" And, "Who cares that this junky little stroller/microwave/toy is going to break in 10 days, I'll just toss it out and get a new one." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm certainly not saying it's all the fault of the consumer. Many companies now make things that will break quickly so that customers will keep coming back for more. A lot of times it's faster, cheaper, and easier to toss something out than to have it fixed because it costs less and is a whole lot more convenient to get a new gizmo than try to have a broken one fixed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grrrr, makes my blood boil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you, too hate waste, try this experiment. The next time something breaks and you are going to have it replaced, try to find out how it might be fixed. The next time you're about to buy a new piece of clothes, see if you can't find something just as cute at your local thrift store. The next time you really, really need something for your house, kid, dog, guinea pig, see if you can't find another alternative to brand spanking new. Could you borrow it? Barter for it? Repair something that would make do? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Creative thrift--hopefully the wave of the future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6396913211734369304?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6396913211734369304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6396913211734369304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6396913211734369304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6396913211734369304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/thursday-ramblings.html' title='Thursday ramblings'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXjVmyySX-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/-jfSzQSEC1w/s72-c/bowls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1889904809302991957</id><published>2009-01-16T10:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:30:35.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Oh my Gosh, my Sister is Famous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXCpmGY4fII/AAAAAAAAAkM/_GLU1oNDpx0/s1600-h/Gettysburg_138%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291916034175433858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXCpmGY4fII/AAAAAAAAAkM/_GLU1oNDpx0/s400/Gettysburg_138%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my sister, Celeste. On top of being a multi-novel writing , freelance journalist for many years, she is also an editor, baker, artist, farm girl, and all around creative person. For the past several years, Celeste has really gotten into traditional music. Cajun, French, Irish, Celtic--she loves it all and plays and sings it like she was raised in a family of musical professionals, instead of a family where music can't be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste was recently featured in a special section of the Rutland Herald called "Talking Pictures". &lt;a href="http://www.talk-pix.com/siuilaruin/celestewalker.html"&gt;Here's a link to the section &lt;/a&gt;that was produced, complete with clips of Celeste performing. She is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  And no, I'm not just saying that because we're related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and check it out for yourself. I dare you not to like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1889904809302991957?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1889904809302991957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1889904809302991957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1889904809302991957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1889904809302991957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-gosh-my-sister-is-famous.html' title='Oh my Gosh, my Sister is Famous'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SXCpmGY4fII/AAAAAAAAAkM/_GLU1oNDpx0/s72-c/Gettysburg_138%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7177031484883942069</id><published>2009-01-15T09:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:30:56.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>New, old projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SW9NRrljR-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/F_P0lS1oqPE/s1600-h/Art+Box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291533053336963042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SW9NRrljR-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/F_P0lS1oqPE/s400/Art+Box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ella. By day she's a school secretary, but by night she takes to the stage, "Ella the Enchantress" is what she's called. Ella sings and dances, making her audience forget their troubles. Thoughts of paying for the new furnace, the dishes in the kitchen sink, and the friend who's been sick for weeks fall away as the audience sits, captivated by Ella's voice and movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on a recent creative buzz lately, which is great for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) It's wonderful to finish up some projects that I started and never completed.&lt;br /&gt;2) It keeps my stress level more manageable. It's hard to feel stressed when you're up to your elbows in glitter and paint and bits of fairy fabric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella is just one of the art pieces that I listed recently on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=14104"&gt;my etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;. The theme of all my art work is "re-done". I use as many recycled materials as possible, giving new life to things that otherwise might just end up in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, there will be more items going into the shop as time allows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7177031484883942069?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7177031484883942069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7177031484883942069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7177031484883942069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7177031484883942069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-old-projects.html' title='New, old projects'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SW9NRrljR-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/F_P0lS1oqPE/s72-c/Art+Box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-9121119096212870967</id><published>2009-01-14T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:31:37.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>Ch-ch-cha-changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SW3-oEYOMnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/K4eOa-QuzyY/s1600-h/colorfulcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291165101553758834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SW3-oEYOMnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/K4eOa-QuzyY/s400/colorfulcollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just thinking this morning as I performed my morning "getting ready for the day" rituals how different they are now than in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like many things I thought could never change, my bathing rituals are certainly different from when I was in my teens and early 20's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an example of my past grooming practices: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wash hair with chemical shampoo and condition (if necessary) with matching chemical conditioner. Use perfume-y (and probably toxic) yummy smelling bath gel. Shave legs with disposable razor and more perfume-y shaving gel. Apply scented lotion and/or powder/perfume after shower to seal in scent. (I read somewhere about "layering" scents in high school and did this for a long time). Don't forget to apply a lot of chemical anti-perspirant! Apply 2-3 products into hair while blow drying. Put on arsenal of conventional makeup with scary ingredients that I can't pronounce onto my face, after rubbing in a moisturizer full of still more ingredients I can't pronounce. Spray hair liberally with hairspray. Done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my routine is a little different. I'm certainly not a full on crunchy yet. I still wear makeup. I still use some chemical products on my hair and face. But my routine has been cleaned up significantly since the ole' days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my grooming routine looks something like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wash hair (I still use non-natural shampoos as they all seem to make my hair as flat as a pancake--anyone have good suggestions?). Sometimes clarify hair by adding a little baking soda to shampoo to remove any residue. Soap up with natural soap fragranced with essential oils. Shave using shampoo or soap with razor that has replaceable cartridges. Apply almond oil to face and body after shower. This oil is GREAT, absorbs quickly and never leaves me feeling greasy. Or alternately, apply a natural body butter or add a drop or two of essential oil to almond oil for fragrance. Dust baking soda under arms in place of deodorant. Dry hair and add a little mousse or spray (again, I haven't been able to find good natural alternatives but am open to ideas!). Apply mineral makeup and traditional liner/mascara (suggestions for the best natural one you've used?). Done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has been so much in the media in recent years about what we are putting on our faces and bodies. What was eye opening to me was a time when my grandmother, we called her Memere, was in the nursing home. She got pain patches to help her and my mother described how the patches worked. Basically, like the nicotine or birth control patches they are placed directly onto the patient's skin and &lt;em&gt;are then absorbed into their blood stream!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If medication can be applied onto the skin and absorbed, then where are all these lotions and oils and soaps and deodorants going? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any interest in this at all, or even if you are a skeptic, you really should check out &lt;a href="http://www.cosmeticsdatabase.com/index.php?nothanks=1"&gt;Skin Deep&lt;/a&gt;. This organization has a database of all all the ingredients in popular cosmetics and what their potential dangers are. It also gives the product a score of lowest to highest danger. Thank goodness I just found out that my chemical mascara is only a 1 (lowest danger) but I'm still going to keep searching for a good, natural alternative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me about you~have you made any changes to the products that you use over the years for health reasons? What do you think of all the research around toxic ingredients being found in cosmetics? Leave a comment and let me know what you think about all of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-9121119096212870967?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/9121119096212870967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=9121119096212870967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/9121119096212870967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/9121119096212870967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/ch-ch-cha-changes.html' title='Ch-ch-cha-changes'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SW3-oEYOMnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/K4eOa-QuzyY/s72-c/colorfulcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5096170541978564222</id><published>2009-01-12T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:31:46.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWs1thaDRrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3l89wgubdEk/s1600-h/joybirthday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290381243454801586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWs1thaDRrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3l89wgubdEk/s400/joybirthday7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWszenp7qhI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6kKhS3rirps/s1600-h/hand1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is my one year anniversary of launching my freelance writing career. Though I have been writing for a long time, it was January 12th, 2008 when I went out on my own--my first day as a self-employed writer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were many reasons for choosing to pursue this. I actually made a (lengthy) list of the reasons that were most important to me. I titled it "What I want more of". Here are a few of the things I jotted down: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) More time to help others/causes I believe in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Time for devotion/meditation every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) To feel fulfilled through my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) To do really &lt;em&gt;well &lt;/em&gt;at writing--to reach others, to be paid well, and to be acknowledged as a good, hard working writer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) To give back and become more generous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back over the past year I see where I made mistakes (quite a few, actually) and where I was successful. I can honestly say that mistakes and all, this is the best job I've ever had and I wouldn't trade it for anything. Working for myself meets my needs--not just financially. It goes deeper than that. I'm back to being myself. For a long, long time I was someone who tried to stuff myself into the molds that other people expected me to fit into. Now I feel . . . free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For any of you out there who are contemplating a big leap of faith, I offer this unsolicited advice: Don't over think it. Pray, pray and pray some more. And then let go and be amazed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5096170541978564222?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5096170541978564222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5096170541978564222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5096170541978564222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5096170541978564222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWs1thaDRrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3l89wgubdEk/s72-c/joybirthday7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1033787180548989072</id><published>2009-01-05T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:31:56.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Goals?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWIBqAam1qI/AAAAAAAAAic/w8JWTN53Xnw/s1600-h/clothesline.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287790733664114338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWIBqAam1qI/AAAAAAAAAic/w8JWTN53Xnw/s400/clothesline.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your goals for the new year? I prefer goals to resolutions--goals are something tangible that I can work toward in small steps, whereas resolutions sound so final. Either you are successful and complete your resolutions, or you fail. Goals can be tweaked over time and adjusted as you change and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that being said, there are a few goals that I want to keep working on in the year ahead. One is to do more for the environment. It's all fine and good to talk and write about how important making changes for the environment are, but sometimes it's easier to talk than walk if you know what I mean. For instance, I'm starting a new branch to my writing service, focused on environmental writing. For my new venture I'll need business cards and brochures. My first instinct, of course, is to get these as inexpensively as possible as long as they still look professional. I can get 250 business cards online for under $20, including the shipping. That's hard to beat. But then I started thinking--is that the message I want to send to my clients? Cheaper is better? Not exactly. So I started calling local printers to ask about recycled paper options (none). Then I went online and started researching recycled paper options and found several. After doing some price comparisons, I asked for samples from one company so that I can see and feel the four papers I have in mind. After I order the paper, I'll need to bring my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PDF&lt;/span&gt; to a local printer for printing/folding/cutting. All of this will cost me a lot more time and money than if I had simply ordered the cheapo business cards online. BUT what positive effect will this decision have? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) I'll be supporting a local print shop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) I'll be using 100% post consumer recycled paper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) (And possibly most importantly) I'll be living my values. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want to be one of those people who laments the fate of the planet and doesn't do much to change it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some personal goals for the new year: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Hang my laundry on the inside line more. We recently added this indoor clothesline to my office. It can be taken down when I have visitors and clothes dries in about 8-9 hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Keep composting throughout the winter. This is something I've not been good with in the past. It's a trek to get to the compost bins in the snow but this year I'm going to do it as much as possible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Keep buying used whenever possible. Recycling is great, but it still takes energy to transform something old into something new. A better option is to use something old if possible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Fix things instead of throwing them away. My laundry basket's handle broke and I was wondering if I would have to recycle it. Then I decided to try to fix it instead, inspired after reading "The Tightwad Gazette". I used a drill and made a couple of holes and then wired a paperclip through to hold it together. Feels sturdy to me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287793460347566898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWIEIuGmezI/AAAAAAAAAik/tNjDVqgsbE0/s320/pict0513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5) Find more like-minded friends, business acquaintances and others in my community to connect with. It's great to have so much information online regarding green living. I have my favorite blogs which I read regularly, and I read magazines like &lt;a href="http://www.motherearthnews.com/"&gt;Mother Earth News&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.grit.com/"&gt;Grit,&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.maryjanesfarm.com/"&gt;Mary Jane's Farm&lt;/a&gt; for inspiration. But as wonderful as all of these resources are, there is nothing like talking with someone who's on the same page as you are. It makes you feel much less alone in your journey toward more sustainable living. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) Eating real food. For the past couple of weeks I've been trying to incorporate a lot more fruits and vegetables into my diet, along with more natural sources of protein. I have noticed a big difference in how I feel--less moody, more balanced and more energetic. This is something I definitely want to continue in the new year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) Making home a homestead. I have a whole list of ideas I'd like to eventually incorporate to make our home and 3/4 acre a true "homestead". I'm going to be prioritizing my list soon, and hopefully will successfully complete at least three things on the list before next fall. At the top of my list for this year? Building raised beds for the garden, building a cold frame and planting berry bushes or strawberry plants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are just a few goals for the new year. I've got lots of others, but these top my list. What are some of yours? They don't have to be environmentally related, share them anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1033787180548989072?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1033787180548989072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1033787180548989072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1033787180548989072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1033787180548989072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-goals.html' title='New Year, New Goals?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SWIBqAam1qI/AAAAAAAAAic/w8JWTN53Xnw/s72-c/clothesline.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6275638070293444689</id><published>2008-12-30T07:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T07:27:21.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy No Bake Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SVoRftSkZrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cr6Kf6olxMs/s1600-h/Health+Balls1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285556349103793842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SVoRftSkZrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cr6Kf6olxMs/s400/Health+Balls1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so much for the sweet tooth being under control! Yesterday, the cravings were back with a vengeance. I'm thinking it has to do with the fact that I was working yesterday and feeling a little like a kid who has to go to school when everyone else gets a snow day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re&lt;span&gt;gardless, my sweet tooth needed a little something after a very delicious vegan quesillada from my new cookbook, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vegan-Express-Nava-Atlas/dp/076792617X"&gt;Vegan Express&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. So, I played with a recipe from&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Recipes-Small-Planet-Ellen-Buchman/dp/0345324927"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Recipes for a Small Planet&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and came up with this healthier version of no bake cookies. They are very, very good especially if you like sesame. I normally make a peanut butter "cookie" recipe from this book which are also delicious, but I am nearly out of PB (horrors!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here's the modified version of the recipe for anyone who wants to try it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Healthy No Bake Cookies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cream together 1/4 cup of tahini (sesame seed butter) and 1/4 cup of soy margarine (or butter). Blend in 1/4 cup ground flax seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1/4 cup of ground sesame seeds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1/2 cup of ground oatmeal (I did just till flaky and put all three together in my blender)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Next, add 1/3 cup of dry soy milk (I used Better Than Milk) or dry milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1/2 cup of coconut flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1/2 cup of honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1/4 cup of raisins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1 tsp. of vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stir it all together until the batter is nice and sticky. Roll into balls about an inch in diameter and chill on a cookie sheet. My batch made about 20 (but I did eat a little of the dough while taste testing!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6275638070293444689?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6275638070293444689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6275638070293444689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6275638070293444689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6275638070293444689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/12/healthy-no-bake-cookies.html' title='Healthy No Bake Cookies'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SVoRftSkZrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cr6Kf6olxMs/s72-c/Health+Balls1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-9059199560983436211</id><published>2008-12-28T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:38:35.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Healthy Planet, Healthy You</title><content type='html'>Boy, I really wanted to add another rhyme to the title, like "Healthy Planet, Healthy You, in 2002!". But of course, I'd be a few years off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that it's nearly 2009! This last year has been one of changes for me--big changes. First, I quit my job to go out on my own with my writing career. Exhilarating. Wonderful. And scary. Worth it? Absolutely. But that just wasn't enough fear for me to feel in one year, so then I decided I was ready to be a mom. And poof! Just like that, I was "with child". (Must be that healthy vegetarian diet!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the point of my post--healthy eating and a whole foods diet. Now, if you read all the studies, statistics, books, magazines and other information that inundates us on a daily basis in regards to losing weight and being healthier, you can easily become overwhelmed. I know I am. While information about what's healthy and what isn't is beneficial, I think it can all get to be a little bit much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been reading Michael Pollan's, "&lt;a href="http://www.michaelpollan.com/indefense.php"&gt;In Defense of Food"&lt;/a&gt;. I find his philosophy of healthy eating simple and astute. Ready? Here it is: "Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants." That's it! Simple? It would seem so until one heads into the local grocery store and finds 20 "ingredients" listed on popular favorites that you can't pronounce. Pollan states that we should shop like we were with our great-grandmother. If she wouldn't be able to recognize the food item or ingredients in it, that's our cue to leave the food on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of months I'll admit I've been doing more of a grab-and-go style of eating than is healthy. On top of that, I've been seriously craving sweets and letting myself have them with a little too much abandon. Oh, it starts innocently enough. "Just a couple of hard candies after lunch with a cup of cocoa." But then later in the day the cravings get worse and I feel like crap after plowing through a bunch of cookies or leftover sweets we have in the snack cupboard. "But I'm pregnant! I can't be held responsible for these horrible cravings!" And, I don't know if you are like this or not, but the more I try to restrict myself, the more I want something. The problem is that if you eat a lot of junk, it's taking the place of good, healthy foods that your body really needs. This can set off more cravings and additional craziness in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm trying a new tactic, one that for the past few days I've been doing it, has been working beautifully. Forget what I "can't" have and focus on all the awesome foods that I haven't been making room for. Mangoes. Fresh pineapple. Dried figs. Fresh vegetables prepared in a new delicious marinade. I thank my friend who kindly sent me, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vegan-Express-Nava-Atlas/dp/076792617X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230510242&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Vegan Express&lt;/a&gt;", a new cookbook that is giving me lots of inspiration! And amazingly, so far, after eating lots of fruits and veggies and healthier meals, my sugar cravings are nearly gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of the wonderful way that you'll feel if you start eating healthier, eating a plant-based, or even decreased meat diet has many benefits on the planet. Global warming is being attributed to, in part at least, the amount of land that is being used up by animals which will later be slaughtered. Methane, produced by animals (ahem) gas, is seriously hurting the atmosphere as well. It might seem funny, but it's actually a really serious problem. Read more about it &lt;a href="http://www.earthsave.org/globalwarming.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So, we can actually save two of the most important things that we have at our disposal--our health and the health of our planet--by choosing to eat in a healthy, more responsible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of all that, it's yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-9059199560983436211?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/9059199560983436211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=9059199560983436211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/9059199560983436211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/9059199560983436211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/12/healthy-planet-healthy-you.html' title='Healthy Planet, Healthy You'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-4255092276432719104</id><published>2008-12-19T06:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:00:03.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SUuKxWikjJI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LtQbp0s2lfc/s1600-h/Christmastree6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281467568490843282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SUuKxWikjJI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LtQbp0s2lfc/s400/Christmastree6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Christmas will be a difficult one for many individuals and families. Some have lost jobs or businesses. Some might be struggling with ongoing financial issues like serious debt or are feeling the pinch of having lived over their means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercials on TV want us to feel that we're not really "doing" Christmas unless there are diamonds under the tree or a shiny new car in the driveway for us. Really? Is that what the holiday season is all about? How about sharing a good meal with friends or family? What about the perfect, gentle snowfall that makes you feel like you are inside of a snow globe? The peace the comes when all the candles are lit at a religious service and there is a hush over everyone gathered together in the perfect, warm candlelight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are feeling pinched this holiday season, check out &lt;a href="http://www.ourprayer.org/financial_worries"&gt;these articles&lt;/a&gt;. Most of all, let's remember everything we have, even if it's not what we think we deserve. Family. Health. Opportunities. Friends. New chances. Memories. Simple pleasures. The beauty around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause. Take a deep breath--and remember what the season is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-4255092276432719104?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4255092276432719104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=4255092276432719104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/4255092276432719104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/4255092276432719104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-christmas-will-be-difficult-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SUuKxWikjJI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LtQbp0s2lfc/s72-c/Christmastree6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1318292613331199326</id><published>2008-12-10T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:36:01.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Love the Planet? Recycle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SUA2kL3hwrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OZkrkbEeTAc/s1600-h/JayPeak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278278758567101106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SUA2kL3hwrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OZkrkbEeTAc/s400/JayPeak3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's very easy to get caught up sometimes in the "big picture" behind the environment and global warming. It's easy say, to blame people who drive gas guzzlers and live in McMansions (even though there are only two people in the family), or to blame the huge corporations that spew toxic chemicals into the air and water near them. The people who don't recycle. The organizations which make junky products that break and end up in the trash sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But blaming never gets one very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, let's focus on what we can do--each and every one of us. I've compiled a teeny list below, taken from a recent article in &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/realsimple/homepage/flash/0,23022,,00.shtml?origref=http://www.google.com/search?q=real+simple+magazine&amp;amp;rls=com.microsoft:en-us:IE-SearchBox&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;sourceid=ie7&amp;amp;rlz=1I7GGLJ"&gt;Real Simple&lt;/a&gt; magazine. For a comprehensive list, follow &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/recycling"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;. The articles are called "How to Recycle Anything", and are written by Natalie Ermann Russell. She did a great job on them and offers a huge array of recycling tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sneakers: Nike offers a &lt;a href="http://www.letmeplay.com/reuseashoe"&gt;"Reuse a Shoe"&lt;/a&gt; program where they make courts for kids to play on. If shoes are still in good condition, consider donating to your local thrift shop. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Packing peanuts: With the holiday season upon us, we'll more than likely end up with some boxes filled with the puffy peanuts. These can be brought to UPS or Mail Boxes, Etc. stores for re-use. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recreational equipment: Bring to Play it Again Sports, drop off at a local thrift shop, or offer it up on Craigslist or Freecycle. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And lastly, think about pre-cycling. Pre-cycling is trying to buy things with the absolute lowest amount of waste possible. Think bulk food bins at the grocery store, going without plastic carrier bags that we all get far too many of, and trying to buy things in their most natural, plastic free form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1318292613331199326?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1318292613331199326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1318292613331199326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1318292613331199326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1318292613331199326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-planet-recycle.html' title='Love the Planet? Recycle.'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SUA2kL3hwrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OZkrkbEeTAc/s72-c/JayPeak3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8402137826464186203</id><published>2008-12-08T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:35:50.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Inspiration for a Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>My goodness, time has gotten away from me. I apologize that it's been so quiet here on the blog. Chalk it up to good, old-fashioned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;workaholicism&lt;/span&gt; (is that a real word?). As many of you know, I'm a full-time freelance writer. Being self-employed has it's benefits (many) and drawbacks (few). One of the drawbacks though, is a real pain--income and the sometimes lack thereof. For the past few weeks, I have been re-thinking my business plans and have become inspired to make some changes in my career goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy isn't it, to get bogged down in all the cant's. "I can't do &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;, I don't have the money for it. I couldn't possibly do &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;because it would never work. I could never do &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; because I'm not smart enough/rich enough/popular enough/brave enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, that for many of us focusing on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;can't's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is easier and more comfortable than dwelling on the possibility of what we &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;do. "I can stop doing &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; and start doing &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;. I can try &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;. I can believe in &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what does all this have to do with the environmental and social issues that this blog is dedicated to? Well, a lot really. So often in areas where real change is needed, it is often hard to come by. It's easy to become discouraged over time, to feel like your small changes (re-using plastic bags, wrapping gifts in hand decorated newsprint, composting your kitchen scraps) are all for naught. It's easy to feel overwhelmed by the big, harsh world outside of our doorways. But if you walk out of that doorway with a positive attitude, I believe you will see big changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see positive thinking as something that I need doses of on a daily basis. Like sunshine, healthy eating and exercise, it's something that can boost your spirit every single day. And for people who have a natural tendency toward negative or "realist" attitudes, it's even more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite positive authors is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norman_Vincent_Peale"&gt;Dr. Norman Vincent Peale&lt;/a&gt;. He wrote many books on the subject of positive thinking and most of what he says really resounds with me. The books, most of which were published many years ago, do have a lot of "old-fashioned" language in them. Some of it is rather comical. But the points he makes are clarifying and the overall feeling of his books is that of personal responsibility. No one else is going to do it for you. Each of us has to take charge of our minds and our futures, to stop blaming others and start looking at what we can do, right here and now to make this place, this life, what we most want it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8402137826464186203?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8402137826464186203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8402137826464186203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8402137826464186203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8402137826464186203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/12/inspiration-for-monday-morning.html' title='Inspiration for a Monday Morning'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-506893505968723305</id><published>2008-11-24T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:38:35.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>A Healthy Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SSqbbMWC4CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1WMWyQqXs6U/s1600-h/Untitled-2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272197205263048738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SSqbbMWC4CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1WMWyQqXs6U/s400/Untitled-2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo courtesy of publicdomainpictures.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, here we are. The week that marks the official beginning of the holiday eating season. What foods lie in wait for us in the weeks ahead? Pies, cakes, pastries, stuffing, meats and cheeses, white rolls with butter, fudge, Christmas cookies, wine, cocoa, fondue--the list goes on an on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm certainly not posting about all of this to rain on anyone's parade, least of all my own. I love the holidays and I love the special foods and smells that are only around once a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But one thing I hate is getting sick after Christmas. It never seems to fail--after the parties are over (sometimes before), I come down with a bad cold and/or flu. The cause? Too much unhealthy foods, particularly sweets, not enough fruits and veggies, too little sleep, too many gatherings. I'm worn out and exhausted and my body is run down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While I don't want to be one of those people who munches plain carrot sticks and sips seltzer water at parties (not that there's anything wrong with that), I do need to learn to exercise more moderation. Christmas cookies? Absolutely my favorite Christmas treats. So maybe I can overdo on the cookies and not take any pie, which I really don't care for. If there's a party planned for this evening, maybe I can nap this afternoon so that I don't get overtired. Being "with child" this year offers me the perfect excuse to take even better care of myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have already been feeling the effects of overindulgence. Though the only cookies I have in the house are of a low-sugar variety (animal crackers and homemade biscotti), it's easy to reach for those in place of fruit or other healthier options. Last night I was browsing some of my favorite blogs and re-read a couple of posts on the &lt;a href="http://happyfoody.com/"&gt;Happy Foody &lt;/a&gt;site. No matter what, Sara has the ability to inspire me to want to eat better and live more "cleanly". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I figured fitting in a fruit smoothie this morning was the perfect way to start my day. I put spinach, frozen strawberries, an orange and a banana in the blender with a little honey and water and viola! A yummy, filling smoothie which will hopefully give me the energy I need for the busy day ahead of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://happyfoody.com/2008/02/13/the-happy-foody-green-smoothie-challenge/"&gt;these recipes &lt;/a&gt;on Happy Foody for some smoothie inspiration. Or check out the &lt;a href="http://www.greensmoothiegirl.com/"&gt;Green Smoothie Girl's &lt;/a&gt;site--You'll be craving a smoothie for yourself before you know it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-506893505968723305?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/506893505968723305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=506893505968723305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/506893505968723305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/506893505968723305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/healthy-start.html' title='A Healthy Start'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SSqbbMWC4CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1WMWyQqXs6U/s72-c/Untitled-2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-239285949046566275</id><published>2008-11-21T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:36:01.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>Patriotic Spending?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SSael5vDOPI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HJJNeFRmLWU/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271074787874257138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SSael5vDOPI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HJJNeFRmLWU/s400/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After September 11th, President Bush encouraged us to spend to show our patriotism. In the wake of the recent financial disaster on Wall Street, we are again encouraged by the media to get out there and stimulate the economy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As someone who is trying hard to cut back, make do, and do without, I find this advice worrisome. Am I being a "bad American" because I'm not spending? Is it wrong to try to live more by the standards our grandparents had then the throw-away standards that are so popular today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely not, says Dr. Juliet Schor, an economist and professor at Boston College. Read the whole article &lt;a href="http://www.newdream.org/blog/?p=332"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew. I feel better. &lt;a href="http://www.newdream.org/blog/?p=332"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-239285949046566275?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/239285949046566275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=239285949046566275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/239285949046566275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/239285949046566275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/patriotic-spending.html' title='Patriotic Spending?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SSael5vDOPI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HJJNeFRmLWU/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2094100746815094876</id><published>2008-11-12T07:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:36:17.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRrGv8djJfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5tl3iCUmLOs/s1600-h/T501%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267741241149433330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRrGv8djJfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5tl3iCUmLOs/s400/T501%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Photo from US Government Photos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe if we all got out in nature more often, we'd take better care of the planet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a photo of the Grand Canyon, a place I have yet to visit though I've wanted to for years. In fact, I just got a book recently about a new book&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://richardlouv.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Child in the Woods&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, by Richard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Louv&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't read the whole thing yet, but one part that struck me is the phrase he coined, "nature deficit disorder". He is referring mostly to the fact that children spend so little time in nature. They are "plugged in" much of the time to one electronic device or another and when they aren't, they're being shuttled to and from organized sports and other activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Honestly, I think he's on to something. I remember spending hours outside when I was a kid. My mother had four children, so sometimes she would kick us out of the house to get the cleaning done! I remember creating imaginary houses within the thick tree trunks, boats out of fallen logs, and magical kingdoms on the little stream that would freeze over in winter. I learned a lot about the woods just by being in them. That old, wet wood peels apart exactly like turkey in flakes and chunks, the smell and taste of clover, the way the leaves turned "inside out" before it rains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I haven't gotten that far into the book yet, but I wonder if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Louv&lt;/span&gt; talks at all about adult nature deficit disorder. Because I think that like many problems and bad habits which children inherit, it's normally the adults setting the stage. If more parents were to take their children into the woods rather than to a weekend matinee or afternoon at the arcade, their curiosity about the natural world would be sure to increase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parents may wonder though, what to DO with their kids in the woods, especially if their own parents never spent time showing them the wonders of the natural world. Here are a few suggestions: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) Go &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;geocaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This is a sort of nature treasure hunt--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;geocachers&lt;/span&gt; "plant" caches in different locations. Seekers must find the cache using only a GPS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Go for a hike. It doesn't have to be long and arduous. Listings of quickie hikes and easy trails should be listed on your state's forest parks and recreation website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Have a picnic. So what if it's cold? Bundle up and build a campfire in your backyard. Spread some blankets around the fire and enjoy a yummy meal together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) Explore your local state or local wildlife refuges. These have some great walking/snowshoeing trails and normally lake or river access for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;canoeing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) Buy a used telescope and explore the stars and galaxies together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7) Walk the dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8) Go on a family walk and clean litter off the roadside as you do it (don't forget gloves!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9) Go &lt;a href="http://www.letterboxing.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Letterboxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Similar to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;geocaching&lt;/span&gt;, only you stamp a small log book instead of finding a cache. Requires no GPS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are just a few ideas, I'm sure you can come up with a lot more of your own. The important thing is just to try to get out there--even if it's once a week. My bet is that the fresh air, movement, and connection to nature will have you wanting more in no time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2094100746815094876?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2094100746815094876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2094100746815094876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2094100746815094876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2094100746815094876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/photo-from-us-government-photos-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRrGv8djJfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5tl3iCUmLOs/s72-c/T501%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5594594005652162403</id><published>2008-11-10T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:36:38.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><title type='text'>Pause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRiT88fGm0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/f-ST2vpb7Dg/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267122439447812930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRiT88fGm0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/f-ST2vpb7Dg/s400/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why do we tend to think that nice dinners can only be had out of our own homes? Sunday I prepared a yummy, warm, fall feast for my husband two of my sisters. The dishes I made were simple and homey, but tasty. Best of all, we could linger as long as we wanted over the &lt;a href="http://www.bigoven.com/127584-Spiced-Baked-Fruit-recipe.html"&gt;Spiced Baked Fruit&lt;/a&gt; dessert and cups of decaf. No one breathing down our necks to clear the table and, maybe best of all, no check to fight over at the end of the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, I hear you saying. That's all well and good, but it's a lot of work to make homemade meals and clean up afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, true. It is a little work and if you are someone who doesn't enjoy cooking than going out is probably a much better option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, if you prepare some or most of your dishes ahead of time, you can pop them in the oven before guests arrive. I try to keep the dishes cleaned as I go and put things away as soon as I finish one recipe so I don't make a huge mess of the kitchen. PLUS, making a nice big Sunday meal means you'll have at least a day or two of leftovers. I had leftovers for lunch--yummy, free and no work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5594594005652162403?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5594594005652162403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5594594005652162403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5594594005652162403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5594594005652162403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/pause.html' title='Pause'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRiT88fGm0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/f-ST2vpb7Dg/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-453904106174876010</id><published>2008-11-06T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:36:49.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Feeling Pinched? Give.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRMguTrNlgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tuqeJiKKsbE/s1600-h/DSCN7676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265588369253832194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRMguTrNlgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tuqeJiKKsbE/s400/DSCN7676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we feel the most like hoarding, it is the best time to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This theory keeps popping up in different places for me. I bet I've read the idea, in one form or another, in three different places within the past week. The most recently was while re-reading Richard Carlson's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dont-Worry-Make-Money-Spiritual/dp/0786863218"&gt;Don't Worry, Make Money&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which I borrowed recently from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, not only should we give when we are feeling like there isn't enough to go around or when we instead want to hold tight to every penny in our purse, but we should give out exactly what it is we are hoping to get more of. Want more time? Give some of yours away. In need of cash (who isn't)? Make a donation or treat someone to something special. Want more love in your life? Give love-- to people, pets, the environment, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a paragraph from Dr. Carlson's book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Money is "circulation." It needs to flow. When you are frightened, selfish, or when you hoard everything for yourself, you literally stop making circulation. You create "clogged pipes," making it difficult to keep money flowing back in your direction. . . Giving and receiving are two sides of the same coin. If you want more love, or fun, or respect, or success, or anything else, the way to get it is simple: give it away. Don't worry about a thing. The universe knows what it's doing. Everything you give away will return, with interest!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRMgnEVG8YI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nChnR_Y9pvo/s1600-h/DSCN7675.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-453904106174876010?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/453904106174876010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=453904106174876010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/453904106174876010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/453904106174876010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/feeling-pinched-give.html' title='Feeling Pinched? Give.'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRMguTrNlgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tuqeJiKKsbE/s72-c/DSCN7676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2176552951807454702</id><published>2008-11-04T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:38:35.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Healthy AND Delicious</title><content type='html'>This weekend I was re-reading another old favorite from my simple living library--Janet Luhrs's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Simple-Living-Guide-Sourcebook-Stressful/dp/0553067966"&gt;"The Simple Living Guide"&lt;/a&gt; I was re-inspired by her chapter on nutrition. Fall is a time when I feel my best--I don't know about any of you but there are certain seasons when I feel great, inside and out, and others (like late spring) when I feel icky and out of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in reading the chapter on nutrition, the author talks about the importance of whole, unadulterated foods and trying to eat foods as close as possible to the way they are found in nature. By doing this, we can feel our best, build our immune systems, and generally be our healthiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author bases a lot of her health nutrition on that of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seventh-day_Adventist_Church"&gt;Seventh Day Adventist Church &lt;/a&gt;(though she is not an Adventist herself). One of the things that Adventists traditionally believe, is that the body needs good, nourishing foods and then time to digest them properly. Luhrs talks about their belief that one should eat their largest meal at breakfast, the second largest at lunch, and a very small, or no, supper. Meals should be spaced about 5 hours apart and one should eat a LOT at mealtimes, as snacking is not looked upon favorably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one for a lot of "rules" around food--having grown up in a house where we were always "all or nothing" eating (either all trying to be super healthy or all scarfing ice cream sundaes). I try to be very moderate about my eating habits. However, I did take the authors suggestion of making a pot of healthy, whole grains and having that with fruit for breakfast. I found a recipe for &lt;a href="http://busycooks.about.com/od/dessertrecipe1/r/crockcobbler.htm"&gt;Crockpot Cobbler &lt;/a&gt;and scoured my kitchen cabinets Saturday night, putting together the ingredients in my trusty crockpot. This is a great way to use up some of your fall apples AND any stale granola you might have lurking in your cupboards. Plus, it's super easy and fast to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was delicious--warm and creamy, low in fat and high in fiber. And it was a real treat to smell breakfast already cooking when I got up on Sunday morning. I felt like I was at a B&amp;amp;B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I made up a large pot of kidney beans, from dry beans I purchased at our local natural food store this weekend. Dry beans are a HUGE savings and really aren't that time consuming to make--they just require a little pre-planning to soak before cooking. I'm going to make chili and Mustard Baked Beans with them, and will use any leftovers in my salads. I think I'll try to find a whole grain cornbread recipe to go with both dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to cooking healthy AND delicious foods!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2176552951807454702?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2176552951807454702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2176552951807454702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2176552951807454702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2176552951807454702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/healthy-and-delicious.html' title='Healthy AND Delicious'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8934921945391742770</id><published>2008-11-03T06:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:06:19.248-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Tightwaddery Gets a Bad Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SQ7niGA0PiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tjOb_MHoxfs/s1600-h/Hardack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264399587358293538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SQ7niGA0PiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tjOb_MHoxfs/s400/Hardack2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frugal Frannie, Tightwad, Cheapskate, Penny Pincher. Most of these labels bring up feelings of unease. Who wants to be called one of those less than flattering names? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what if tightwaddery was looked at in a positive light? Back in the day, people who managed their money well and were frugal were considered "good with their money", "careful" and "responsible". In today's society though, being careful with your money is more likely to get you laughed at than respected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enter the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tightwad-Gazette-Promoting-Alternative-Lifestyle/dp/067974388X"&gt;Tightwad Gazette&lt;/a&gt;. This book, and the ones that follow it, are written by the frugality queen, Amy Dacyczyn (pronounced "decision"). I have read them in the past but recently picked up a copy at a local used book store. I read it in three days and enjoyed it (again) immensely. Okay, some of the ideas are a little off the wall like the many uses of old juice can lids. But there are many, many good ideas that can save you money, and in many cases, time. I like how the book is organized. Someone said that it's formatted almost like a blog, broken down into small pieces. I think that's a great comparison. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I LOVE about the book is the fact (reminder) that many things we do to save money are also great for the environment. In fact, the author talks about these overlapping circles--living in a frugal manner is also good for the earth the majority (I think she says 90%?) of the time. And it's true~think about it. Drying clothes on the line instead of in the dryer--saves money and the environment. Making food from scratch--saves money and the environment (no wasteful paper wrappers and Styrofoam containers), even more so if you are eating local and/or organic foods. You get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another important tip? This is actually the theme of the book, in my opinion. Prioritizing. For the author and her husband the priority was to have a big family and live in a big house in a rural area. They knew what they wanted and were able to make saving the money for this type of lifestyle a priority. They could have said that this is what they really wanted, but then blown money right and left on tropical vacations, evenings at the theater, dinners at expensive restaurants, etc., but because that wasn't their priority, they chose to pinch pennies and go after their dream. I think that without priorities, it would be very hard, maybe impossible, to stick with being frugal. You need the goal to spur you on to action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also came across &lt;a href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/2007/07/27/review-the-complete-tightwad-gazette/"&gt;this article &lt;/a&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/"&gt;The Simple Dollar&lt;/a&gt; in which the web site owner interviews Mrs. Dacyczyn--it's a good one and I'd highly recommend it, especially if you are already a Tightwad fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8934921945391742770?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8934921945391742770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8934921945391742770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8934921945391742770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8934921945391742770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/11/tightwaddery-gets-bad-name.html' title='Tightwaddery Gets a Bad Name'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SQ7niGA0PiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tjOb_MHoxfs/s72-c/Hardack2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1890623954289183865</id><published>2008-10-29T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:19:08.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>What's Christmas all About?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SQh77sOCmPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/VeuEnr64oAg/s1600-h/Christmastree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262592429994973426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SQh77sOCmPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/VeuEnr64oAg/s400/Christmastree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hard to believe (though easier for me as we now have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;snow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the ground!) but Christmas will be here soon. I thought it was the perfect time, now in October, to start thinking about what that means for me and my family. Last year, we talked my husband's family into exchanging names--one person to buy for rather than five. It worked surprisingly well and we had a fun time with it. This year, my family (there are 13 of us) is doing a &lt;a href="http://www.secretsanta.com/action/page?pageId=118"&gt;Yankee Swap&lt;/a&gt;. So, that's 9 less adults to buy for. We're still buying presents for the three kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I do with all that extra time and money? Well, I definitely want to participate in Samaritan's Purse, &lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/index/"&gt;Operation Christmas Child &lt;/a&gt;again. I think that was the most fun purchasing I did last holiday season. For those of you not familiar with the program, you fill a shoebox up with toys, non-melty candies or gum, and personal hygiene items like toothbrushes, etc., and drop the box off at a collection location near you. The boxes are combined at a central location and shipped around the world to children in need, who otherwise wouldn't have anything given to them. The organization asks for a $7 donation to help pay for the shipping and you choose the age group/sex of the child who you are buying for and label your box accordingly. It's so much fun to do and to imagine the child's face when they open their present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I want to do is sit down and decide what the most meaningful parts of the holiday season are for me. I want to do something in nature--decorate a tree in the middle of the woods with popcorn and cranberries and &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/423833/bird_feeders_that_kids_can_make.html"&gt;homemade edible bird feeders&lt;/a&gt; for the animals. I want to spend more time enjoying the sights and sounds and smells of the holiday. I want to make Christmas meaningful again, not just a slew of activities to get through until I collapse in the new year. And of course, I want to spend time focusing on the original, true meaning of Christmas for me, the birth of Jesus. Last year was the first in a very long time that I created an Advent wreath. Lighting the candles at each meal and reading a scripture verse was calming. I am considering no tree this year and very minimal, mostly natural decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I thought, "Well, others will be disappointed if I don't do X, or if I don't volunteer with Y." But I have the entire rest of the year to volunteer my time for causes I believe in, it doesn't have to be just a one month/week/or day thing in December. And I'm sorry if I insult someone by not displaying the holiday decorations or ornaments they gave us--though in reality they've probably forgotten they ever even gave it in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my advice for you this season. First, read all you can about alternative/pared down holidays in books like the &lt;a href="http://www.simpleliving.net/main/category.asp?catid=42"&gt;Tightwad Gazette&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.simpleliving.net/main/category.asp?catid=42"&gt;Unplug the Christmas Machine&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.simpleliving.net/main/category.asp?catid=42"&gt;One &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simpleliving.net/main/category.asp?catid=42"&gt;Hundred Dollar Holiday. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And take some time now, before the rush begins, to determine what you do and don't like about the holidays. If you love giving gifts and can't imagine paring down, could you give gifts that have less of an impact on the earth and it's inhabitants? What about some consumable gifts like fair trade coffee and chocolates, or sweat shop free clothes or accessories? Want to spend more time in nature or creating new family traditions? Start talking to other family member now, don't wait until a week or two before Christmas. For many, many people the holidays are the most depressing time of the year. What could we do to help those who might be feeling down? Animal shelters struggle to pay their fuel bills as winter closes in. Can we help with that? Food shelves typically are bombarded (wonderfully) with food this one time of the year. Could we make a donation for future purchases when people aren't giving so much? Could we "adopt" a local family or elderly person and pledge to leave a box of food anonymously for them each month for the rest of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is about giving: Giving hope, peace, warmth, food, love. It's not just about giving material gifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1890623954289183865?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1890623954289183865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1890623954289183865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1890623954289183865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1890623954289183865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-christmas-all-about.html' title='What&apos;s Christmas all About?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SQh77sOCmPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/VeuEnr64oAg/s72-c/Christmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7656681454001781071</id><published>2008-10-27T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:53:28.488-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><title type='text'>Fair Trade--Is it Really Too Expensive?</title><content type='html'>I just read an EXCELLENT article in &lt;a href="http://relevantmagazine.com/"&gt;Relevant Magazine&lt;/a&gt;, regarding fair trade items and why it costs more to buy them. A lot of times when people hear "fair trade" or "organic" they are immediately dismissive. "Oh, that's too expensive. It's just a lot of overpriced goods that aren't any better quality than any other products."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeellllllll, actually when one purchases organic or fair trade items, they usually are of better quality. More importantly, to me at least, is that I can buy these items with a clear conscience. Fair trade items guarantee that the folks making them get paid a fair wage and that they are working in decent conditions. Many, many times the reason we in the West are able to get such "cheap" items, be it food, textiles, or other merchandise, is because the people making the goods are are working basically as slaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as organics go, there is another two-fold benefit. Not only are you not putting potentially harmful chemicals into your body, but organic farming is much, much better for the earth and environment. Organic farmers also tend to treat their animals more humanely, and to take better care of their land and farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in the U.S. I feel we have a "see no evil" mentality. Just because we can't SEE what people in under developed countries go through to produce us with our cheap goods, doesn't mean we shouldn't care about what's going on. It's our responsibility to find out where our goods are coming from and decide if we want to support a company that enslaves children or has horrible working conditions for its employees. I would bet you a million dollars that no company which utilizes these types of practices is going to stand up and tell you the truth about it for our convenience. We have to become socially responsible detectives and do a little digging on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, there is a true and understandable concern regarding the price of some of these items. Believe me, I'm as cheap as the next tightwad. I rarely buy something if it's not on sale and more often try to make do with something else entirely if I'm in a very thrifty mood. I also buy a lot of used items. Thrift shops are some of my favorite haunts and a great place to get some of my favorite brands of clothes (Liz Claiborne, Ann Taylor, Banana Republic) for just a few bucks. I don't really "believe" in labels, but there is something to be said for the quality and fit of certain items. However, buying used is a fairly guilt-free indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article in Relevant also quoted J. Matthew Sleeth, the author of my much loved, &lt;a href="http://www.servegodsavetheplanet.org/"&gt;"Serve God, Save the Planet"&lt;/a&gt; book, who (I'm paraphrasing here) says that if cost is an issue, then we should consume less and still spend our money on the more expensive fair trade and organic items. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consume less. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering doing a fair trade/organic challenge for a period of time. I haven't worked out all the details yet, but I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7656681454001781071?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7656681454001781071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7656681454001781071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7656681454001781071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7656681454001781071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/fair-trade-is-it-really-too-expensive.html' title='Fair Trade--Is it Really Too Expensive?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5574990158440147376</id><published>2008-10-22T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:54:13.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Welfare'/><title type='text'>Help for Dogs in Vermont. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SP90jY9KDlI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tbhtNvixWwI/s1600-h/treebark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260051041135234642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SP90jY9KDlI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tbhtNvixWwI/s400/treebark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to post an update on my gloomy walk from yesterday. I couldn't stop thinking about that dog, so when my husband and I were on our way to a meeting at 5:30, I checked again and the dog was STILL outside. I was so angry. I spent most of the meeting, where I was supposed to be taking notes and acting interested, mulling things over in my head. What could I do? What could I do? On the way home we checked again, and the dog was still chained. By now the temperature had dropped. The dog was jumping up at the windows of the house, wanting to get inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband asked if I wanted to go back. I said yes, not sure what I was going to do. We pulled into the driveway and the lights were on inside, the television blaring. I said a quick prayer and walked to the door. The conversation went something like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Hi, I just stopped because I was worried about your dog." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owner: "You were worried about my dog? Why?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: "Well, it's really wet out here and she looks cold. You know, if you extended this chain just another foot or two, she could get into the garage and out of the rain." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O: "Oh, she's just out here to go to the bathroom. Don't worry, I take good care of my dog." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: "Well, I was walking by this morning and I saw her out then. It's been raining all day." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O: "Nalah doesn't stay out. I always let her in at night. She's fine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might have mumbled something else before going back to the car. I knew I probably hadn't really helped but I felt better. At least I had the chance to say something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing this morning, at 5:30, I drove back over to the house in my pajamas and a big coat. It was snowing by now and very cold. The dog was still outside, chained, and the house was pitch black. I guess saying "I always let her in at night," must mean something else to other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I pondered my options. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, my sister, Faith, remembered hearing about a fairly new organization here in Vermont which people can contact if they see an animal being abused or neglected. The name of it is the Vermont Humane Federation. Their &lt;a href="http://www.vermonthumane.org/index.php"&gt;Web site is here&lt;/a&gt;. In addition to the contact information, there are a lot of other good articles and legislative information, useful even if you don't live in Vermont. I was instructed by the site to contact my local humane society to file a complaint, which I did as soon as they opened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rusty, the helpful woman who took my call, stated that she and/or a local veterinarian would do a drive-by and then speak to the owner within the next day or two. I found out on the &lt;a href="http://www.aspca.org/site/PageServer?pagename=lobby_statewebsites"&gt;ASPCA Web site &lt;/a&gt;that in the state of Vermont it is a law that all cattle and dogs should have a minimum of a shelter to keep them from the elements. Rusty reiterated that, stating that dogs need at least a three sided dwelling with a roof if they are to stay outside. There is no law in Vermont currently that prohibits a dog owner from keeping their dog chained outside 24/7, however. According to the Vermont Humane Federation, if an animal advocate talking with an owner doesn't work, an animal is sometimes removed from the premises. I have a feeling this happens rarely though, and most likely in more extreme situations like starvation/beating/etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel frustrated with the small town that I live in. In many ways it's wonderful--it feels relatively cozy and safe. I know a lot of people here. Life moves slowly. We don't have a lot of street crime, but poverty in the area does make drug/alcohol abuse as well as domestic/child abuse (and thus, animal abuse) a huge problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I wanted to post an update on the dog situation, and hopefully to share some resources that might be helpful to you. Check the ASPCA link out if you want information about your own state animal laws. I'll post any updates about the dog as I hear them. And I'm going to keep researching ways that I can spread the word about the Vermont Humane Federation and the local humane society in this area of the state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you want to say a prayer for Nalah, the dog, I'm sure she would appreciate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5574990158440147376?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5574990158440147376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5574990158440147376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5574990158440147376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5574990158440147376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/help-for-dogs-in-vermont.html' title='Help for Dogs in Vermont. . .'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SP90jY9KDlI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tbhtNvixWwI/s72-c/treebark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5123769506667481285</id><published>2008-10-21T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:54:13.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Welfare'/><title type='text'>A Gloomy Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SP4Q_paMwQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SXhb9hsjSfo/s1600-h/stoneladyclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259660100448862466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SP4Q_paMwQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SXhb9hsjSfo/s400/stoneladyclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's raining today and chilly. I decided to bundle up and go for a walk anyway, I needed the fresh air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out well, drippy with rain but the crisp, fresh air was so refreshing. And then I saw something so sad, that I literally felt it in my heart. A dog, a very young looking black lab, sitting in the rain, looking miserable. It had a chain on it's collar that was attached to a stake in the ground. There was an open garage door nearby, the but chain didn't seem long enough for him to get inside, out of the drizzle. He looked at me, pleading. I wanted to cry. I stood for a minute. Was there anything I could do? I wanted to run into the yard and yank the stake from the ground, bundle him up and bring him home with me. Instead I kept walking, feeling useless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Why do people have dogs if that's the way that they are going to treat them? Why would you leave a domestic animal with no shelter, no escape from the elements?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continued my walk, my heart heavy. As I stared down at my feet, plodding along, I saw something else that made me sad. Sad and frustrated. The sides of the road were absolutely filled with garbage--used tampon applicators, fast food containers, jugs, bottles, wrappers, cigarette boxes. Just last spring a large group of high school students in the area cleaned up all along our road. It looked beautiful. Now it looks dirty and gross. I wanted to scream--why don't people THINK once in awhile! Why is it always the same people who seem to care and the rest who obviously don't? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is wrong with people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just two very small instances today. Of course, there are the larger, more devastating examples of people not caring--sexual abuse, human slavery, animal torture, cruelty of all kinds. But for today those two things were enough. Enough to make me feel that I'm not doing enough. Enough to make me feel discouraged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see why driving one's vehicle is much easier on the conscience. If I had been driving I never would have noticed that soaking wet dog. I would have zoomed past all the garbage and trash tangled in the grass and bushes. And I wouldn't have had to feel one bit of guilt or sadness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if we walked more, it would open our eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5123769506667481285?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5123769506667481285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5123769506667481285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5123769506667481285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5123769506667481285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/gloomy-walk.html' title='A Gloomy Walk'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SP4Q_paMwQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SXhb9hsjSfo/s72-c/stoneladyclose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2656658537502058008</id><published>2008-10-17T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:52:16.826-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Little Cabin in the Big Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SPxiP2AtzGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/qFstnZeH8RQ/s1600-h/DSCN7649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259186489197972578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SPxiP2AtzGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/qFstnZeH8RQ/s400/DSCN7649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;It's amazing the things you think you can't live without that you really don't need. My husband I and stayed in this adorable little cabin for a few days during our fall vacation last week. It was so peaceful. I've always wanted to go on a fall vacation and I was certainly not disappointed. There were hardly any people at the campground, though even if there had been our cabin was so secluded from the rest of the grounds that we probably wouldn't have heard them anyway. It was tiny (very, very small) but it had the basics. Running water (cold only), a cooking stove, a small fridge, pots, pans, dishes, utensils, a bed and a little dining table. It didn't have a bathroom but there was one nearby, just a short walk away. And there wasn't any heat so it did get a little chilly at night, but the cook stove helped keep things fairly warm after dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a lot, and we napped, walked our dog, Peeka, talked and took pictures. It was so restful: No telephone, no email, no TV, no commitments. We actually talked about that--how rested we felt by only the second day. Time moved so slowly and it was lovely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259186656154903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SPxiZj-WYmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xU8pE3uObQA/s320/Fall+trip.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried to keep the vacation mentality going once we got home as we had a few days left to relax, but it's much, much harder here. The television went on. I had to check my work email account. We had to run some errands. I needed to make a few phone calls and a batch of thank you muffins for my Mom and sister who took care of the pets who remained here at home. The telephone started ringing, the lawn needed raking, the dishes had to be washed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help thinking though, that there must be a way to bring that peaceful cabin-in-the-woods feeling into our lives on a more regular basis. I noticed that even my thoughts, which had become slow as molasses in the woods, have returned to their jumpy, "don't-forget-to-do-that" ways. While we were away, my mind slowed down enough that I was thinking of only one thing at a time. I had time to really notice things like the gorgeous shades of the leaves, the smell of the neighbor's wood stove, the warmth of the little propane cooking stove, the sound of my breath and my heartbeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259186898271701506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SPxinp7figI/AAAAAAAAAXE/guvmz34PcZ8/s320/Fall+trip2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And those are basics that I want to focus on more. Less rushing, more savoring. Less stuff, more enjoyment. Less media, more time for what's important, for what's real. &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/2007/02/happiness-friday-savor-little-things/"&gt;This post&lt;/a&gt; at Zen Habits sums it up really well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with that, I'm logging off of the computer and taking some time to study the leaves right outside my window. It won't be long before they are gone and all I'll have left will be the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2656658537502058008?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2656658537502058008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2656658537502058008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2656658537502058008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2656658537502058008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-cabin-in-big-woods.html' title='Little Cabin in the Big Woods'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SPxiP2AtzGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/qFstnZeH8RQ/s72-c/DSCN7649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-7706426198947995249</id><published>2008-10-09T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:38:35.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Roasted Veggie Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SO4AKnx4i6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qGF3SIeN6Ac/s1600-h/Roasted+veggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255137997664848802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SO4AKnx4i6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qGF3SIeN6Ac/s400/Roasted+veggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a vegetarian since I was nine years old. Well, let me re-frame that--I was a vegetarian from the ages of nine and probably 22, but then I started eating fish occasionally. So I guess I'm not a true, official vegetarian anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, over the years, my interest in healthier eating has really grown. I was one of those unhealthy vegetarians for a long time, one that didn't care much for vegetables and wasn't careful about protein intake. That's all changed (thank goodness). Now I love most vegetables and I try to make sure I'm getting an adequate amount of protein daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite ways to cook vegetables is to roast them. If you haven't tried roasting vegetables yet, you absolutely must. Roasting brings out the natural sugars in the plant foods, making them sweet, chewy-crisp, and delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sandwich above is one I came up with this week and is YUMMY! Plus, it's healthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the recipe: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Spread a little oil around a cookie sheet and cut your vegetables up, laying them all around the sheet. Try to leave a little space between the vegetables. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. Bake for 10 minutes, turn veggies over and bake another 10 minutes. (Tip: Vegetables that are hearty like portobello mushrooms, winter squash, sweet and white potatoes, carrots, etc., roast very, very well). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While your veggies finish roasting, toast a crusty roll and spread with a thin layer of wasabi or chipotle mayo (add a bit of wasabi or chipotle paste to the mayo in a separate dish and stir well). On top of that, add a thick layer of hummus, then layer on your roasted vegetables. Eat open-faced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, make sure you tell me if you eat this and how much you loved it--because I just know you will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy roasting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-7706426198947995249?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/7706426198947995249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=7706426198947995249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7706426198947995249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/7706426198947995249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/roasted-veggie-goodness.html' title='Roasted Veggie Goodness'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SO4AKnx4i6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qGF3SIeN6Ac/s72-c/Roasted+veggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6003718628334770880</id><published>2008-10-08T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:04:49.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>It's a bird. It's a plane. It's 373 birds on a plane!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOzbIuckPsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/efzljjogEtc/s1600-h/JayPeak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815808187809474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOzbIuckPsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/efzljjogEtc/s400/JayPeak3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, that's winter alright. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a meaning behind this cold, icy photo though--it ties in with this &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/TECH/science/10/08/rescued.penguins/index.html?eref=rss_tech"&gt;awesome, inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; that you must read if you are an animal lover. As my Dad said when he sent me the link, "There's hope for humanity yet."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS Okay, I know the article isn't really about &lt;em&gt;Arctic penguins&lt;/em&gt;, but still. . . when you think penguin, don't you automatically think snow and ice? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6003718628334770880?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6003718628334770880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6003718628334770880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6003718628334770880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6003718628334770880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-bird-its-plane-its-373-birds-on.html' title='It&apos;s a bird. It&apos;s a plane. It&apos;s 373 birds on a plane!'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOzbIuckPsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/efzljjogEtc/s72-c/JayPeak3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5342145851313508041</id><published>2008-10-08T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:04:42.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm Girl Fresh'/><title type='text'>Homemade Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOyeif4wwCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MmHlG4Y_s_c/s1600-h/carmi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254749180746842146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOyeif4wwCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MmHlG4Y_s_c/s400/carmi4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, but sometimes the beholder doesn't see all the work that goes into the finished product. While a small percentage of women roll out of bed looking absolutely fabulous and stunning, most of us require a bit more work to get that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First comes the cleansing, then the toning, followed by the moisturising. Then there is the makeup application, the hair management (how do eyebrows sprout up overnight like that?), the hair styling, the finishing, the spraying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what exactly are we putting on and into our bodies by using all of these products on a daily basis? A lot of chemicals, some dye, fragrance and a lot of artificial crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have ever wondered where your moisturizer ends up after it seeps into your skin, or how those long-lasting lipsticks stay on your lips so long, or just what &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;all of these ingredients that we can't pronounce in these jars of potions and powders, I encourage you to borrow &lt;a href="http://creatinghealthybeauty.com/about_the_book.htm"&gt;"Drop Dead Gorgeous"&lt;/a&gt;, by Kim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Erikson&lt;/span&gt;, from your local library. (This book is also available through my "Green Lending Library--see left sidebar for more info). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These book changed my beauty routine for good. Did you know, for instance, that some ingredients which the United States allows in beauty products have been banned in many European countries? And have you ever thought about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transdermal&lt;/span&gt; medication patches like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nicoderm&lt;/span&gt; and pain patches? How do these medicines get into our system? Through the skin, our bodies largest organ. If medication can enter our system through the skin, where are all of these lotions and other beauty products ending up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't worry--the book is certainly not all doom and gloom. Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Erikson&lt;/span&gt; offers many great resources for making your own beauty products as well as a comprehensive list of companies which use natural ingredients in their products. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of my favorite natural beauty products to get you started. You should have most in the kitchen cupboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baking Soda: &lt;/strong&gt;Excellent at removing product buildup in the hair. Mix with shampoo at about a 1 to 2 part ratio (1 part soda to 2 parts shampoo) and shampoo as usual. Leaves the hair light and fluffy. Also works wonderfully as a deodorant. Sprinkle some in your hand and dust your underarms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oatmeal: &lt;/strong&gt;Whiz up in the blender until just broken and store in your bathroom cupboard. Is an excellent, moisturizing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exfoliant&lt;/span&gt; and very gentle on the skin. Mix into a paste by adding water to some oatmeal in your hand and rub over face. (Stand over the sink as it can be a little messy.) Rinse off and check out the glow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almond Oil: &lt;/strong&gt;The most wonderful moisturizer I've ever used. Use 2-3 drops on your face after washing and massage into the skin. This is a light oil and will absorb quickly. Additionally, use as an all-over body moisturizer. Last year I went through a bottle during winter and it was the first time I didn't suffer from dry, itchy winter skin. (It's rumored that Jackie Kennedy used Almond Oil as her facial moisturizer.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE: &lt;/strong&gt;I should confess here and now that I'm not a completely "natural" girl. I still haven't found a great eyeliner or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mascara&lt;/span&gt; which is natural and will stay in place. I have switched to all mineral face makeup though (powder/blush), and lip gloss. Anyone have any great natural eye makeup sources to share? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5342145851313508041?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5342145851313508041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5342145851313508041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5342145851313508041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5342145851313508041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/homemade-beauty.html' title='Homemade Beauty'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOyeif4wwCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MmHlG4Y_s_c/s72-c/carmi4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6043950026557535274</id><published>2008-10-03T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:02:34.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOYk2N-QI3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/O064BmQssCo/s1600-h/angel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926529256563570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOYk2N-QI3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/O064BmQssCo/s400/angel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've posted before about my love/hate relationship with news. Of course, I love surfing the Internet, having a zillion bits of information available at my fingertips whenever I want. And it's lovely to research new ideas and possible writing topics from newspapers, magazines, and my RSS feed. But sometimes all that news gets me down. Floods and hurricanes, genocide and serial killers, starvation and war--it's hard to keep a positive outlook with so much negative stuff going on in the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there's hope. If you're just looking for something a little more positive and upbeat to read today, check out &lt;a href="http://www.only-positive-news.com/"&gt;Only Positive News&lt;/a&gt;. Not only are there some really great and inspiring stories posted here, but they have fabulous wallpaper on the site. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder if they make that for houses? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6043950026557535274?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6043950026557535274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6043950026557535274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6043950026557535274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6043950026557535274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-posted-before-about-my-lovehate.html' title=''/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOYk2N-QI3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/O064BmQssCo/s72-c/angel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8134867180432795049</id><published>2008-09-30T07:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:47:58.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>Simple Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOIO6iKRqjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/obllzGnmg0U/s1600-h/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251776514232527410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOIO6iKRqjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/obllzGnmg0U/s400/cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I'm craving a little simplicity. Just a good, old-fashioned tea time with a slice of spice cake and a mug of something hot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes it feels like living simply is an unattainable goal. I have been paring down, giving away, packing up things in the house on and off for the past couple of months. Now we are getting ready to do some room re-arranging and I feel that familiar sense of anxiousness and dread coming. Where will I put everything? Why can't our house be better organized? Why did the builder put that room &lt;em&gt;there?&lt;/em&gt; And didn't he think we might like a closet &lt;em&gt;here?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my house and I'm grateful for it, don't get me wrong. But sometimes it feels like a huge jigsaw puzzle to me. I have two file cabinets stashed in the closet of the exercise room, along with all our board games. The dining room closet has a big bureau in it, packed with candles and candle holders, gift wrap, and presents for upcoming holidays. The storage container stuffed under our bed has some of my old artwork in it; stuff I can't bear to throw away but don't want out on display. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No matter how well I think I de-clutter, there's always more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I think that this is the reason that vacations are so stress-free. You have a small bag of belongings. . . and that's it! No myriad of shoes to organize, no dozen family photo albums to find a new place for, no videos and DVDs to try to keep straight in the cabinet. Hopefully I will remember all of this the next time I'm at the store or at an online shop and see something that is just-so-great-I-have-to-have-it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But unfortunately today there is no cake or hot mug of anything waiting for me. Just a large room with many windows which will, if all goes as planned, hold our dining room furniture, my home office, and craft/art supplies in a somewhat tidy manner by the end of this evening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish me luck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8134867180432795049?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8134867180432795049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8134867180432795049' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8134867180432795049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8134867180432795049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/09/simple-living.html' title='Simple Living'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SOIO6iKRqjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/obllzGnmg0U/s72-c/cake2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1731248877019370493</id><published>2008-09-25T06:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:48:09.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'>Government Clean Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SNtu6WhxwNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/LsanH9f3L60/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249911739389165778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SNtu6WhxwNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/LsanH9f3L60/s400/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish someone would bail me out of &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;financial woes. I came across &lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/banking-budgeting/article/105840/Bush-Lays-Burden-on-Congress"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; while perusing the web this morning. Now, honestly I try not to get involved in political matters. Politics makes my blood boil for the most part, and since GWB took office it's gotten nearly impossible for me to follow along and not feel like I'm going to have a seizure or a stroke. So mostly I try to avoid all things in Washington. I don't read newspapers. I don't watch the news. I try my best to avoid anything but the bare minimum about the upcoming elections. (This is all rather ironic since I make my living writing and providing information to the general public via regional and national publications!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this whole Wall Street bail out is one of the most ridiculous things I've heard of recently. In fact, if it wasn't so absurd it might be funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's hard to see the funny side while the government is debating bailing out these extremely large financial firms on OUR tax dollars. Our national deficit is out of control. The government says that they are trying to avoid a more detrimental economy. I guess I can't see how spending $700 billion dollars helps our economy, especially when we are already so far in debt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents taught me very well when I was young that money doesn't grow on trees. But apparently the United States government, with GWB leading the way, thinks that in middle class America, it does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing this whole mess is reminding me, is how important it is to have my own debt paid off. In addition to the money not growing on trees thing, my parents also drilled into my head how important it is to owe no one. Own your cars, pay off your mortgage, don't carry credit card debt if you can help it. And make sure you give back--God will take care of the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1731248877019370493?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1731248877019370493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1731248877019370493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1731248877019370493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1731248877019370493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/09/government-clean-up.html' title='Government Clean Up'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SNtu6WhxwNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/LsanH9f3L60/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8447551894997611272</id><published>2008-09-18T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:36:39.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you like Auctions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SNKqT3B_VnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pOYUWwJ5vIs/s1600-h/fall+wreath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SNKqT3B_VnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pOYUWwJ5vIs/s400/fall+wreath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247443774006580850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember when Ebay first came out? It was so exciting--a world of good deals, and some pretty hideous knick knacks at our disposal 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebay has certainly changed over the years. A lot of people have made a lot of money selling a lot of crap. Okay, there's been some good stuff, too. Like this adorable &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/6-PIECE-VINTAGE-PYREX-BUTTERPRINT-OVENWARE-REFRIGERATOR_W0QQitemZ270276883379QQihZ017QQcategoryZ1019QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;set of vintage Pyrex&lt;/a&gt;. Yum Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other sites like &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; which I absolutely love. Etsy is a HUGE online mall of artists and crafters who make the most wonderfully creative stuff. Though my little shop is currently empty, I'll be filling it back up at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thinking about Ebay and Etsy, got me thinking that I have some things I could auction off. And instead of selfishly selling these items for my own profit, I've decided to raise money for causes that I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hear from anyone who would be interested in having the option of a silent auction here on A Chick with a Conscience. Now, just being interested in seeing what is for bid doesn't mean you have to place a bid, so don't worry about saying "Yes, I'm interested" and then not bidding. It's not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If enough interest is generated, I'll post the item(s) here, and anyone interested can email me privately with their bid. I will set a time limit so that you aren't waiting weeks to find out if you've won. At the end of the time limit (say 7 days), I'll post the big winner here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part will be choosing a charity. There are so many incredible ones out there, it will be hard to pick just one. But I will have to do just that, if the auction is a go-ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, post a comment in the "Comments" section if you are interested in seeing an auction on this site. I'm curious to see the results. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8447551894997611272?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8447551894997611272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8447551894997611272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8447551894997611272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8447551894997611272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-like-auctions.html' title='Do you like Auctions?'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SNKqT3B_VnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pOYUWwJ5vIs/s72-c/fall+wreath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2187311755119567923</id><published>2008-09-15T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:14:32.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>TV Pacifiers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SM6W4c8eMOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VPNZwXxhwSQ/s1600-h/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SM6W4c8eMOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VPNZwXxhwSQ/s320/fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246296512519876834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are any of you concerned with the amount or quality of television or movies you've been watching lately? I'm re-reading Dr. J. Matthew Sleeth's book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servegodsavetheplanet.org/"&gt;Serve God, Save the Planet&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and just finished a chapter on the negative aspects of television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before anyone lambastes me for trying to make them feel guilty for watching a little TV now and then, let me share a scary statistic with you. The average American citizen will spend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;years of his or her life watching television before she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big TV watcher, but I do love movies. I love going to the theater and renting movies at home. Love, love, love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is a big-time TV watcher. I bet if I didn't live here, it would be on just about all the time. But, the truth is, if it's on I will usually watch it, sometimes even against my will--I get sucked in. In fact, I even asked him to buy a headset for television watching because I cannot seem to keep my focus on what I'm doing if the television is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately I have been thinking that it's time to pare down on the television watching a bit. I just came across &lt;a href="http://www.insteadoftv.com/"&gt;this great Web site&lt;/a&gt; which offers you 101 emailed ideas of what you can do instead of watching TV. I'm signing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site also lists a lot of the reasons to turn off the "boob toob" (my parents favorite term for the television). And really, reading through the list, it did make me think: When's the last time I watched television and felt all happy and energized afterward? Does it ever make me inspired to do things that will positively effect my life? What else am I missing out on by watching too much TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it's just so eeeeaaaasssssyyyy. . . " I can almost hear someone responding. It's true. Watching TV is easy--incredibly so. Now televisions are installed in places I never thought they would be--in the back of minivans, at the grocery store, in restaruants. What did we do before all this constant TV watching? Hmmmm, I think we used to do something strange, called conversing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you tell me if you sign up for the email ideas, okay? I'm curious to know what others think--I'll try to post some of the more interesting/unique ideas on this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2187311755119567923?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2187311755119567923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2187311755119567923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2187311755119567923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2187311755119567923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/09/tv-pacifiers.html' title='TV Pacifiers'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SM6W4c8eMOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VPNZwXxhwSQ/s72-c/fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8224657090073472113</id><published>2008-09-12T06:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:19:10.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall Gimmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SMpP23QabbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FsUrd4GeBew/s1600-h/Fall+leaves.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SMpP23QabbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FsUrd4GeBew/s400/Fall+leaves.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245092519990685106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, just when I was feeling so smug that I haven't had to deal with the gimmes lately, they've struck again. Of course, this always happens in the fall. Autumn is my absolute favorite time of year. I love the cool weather, sunny or rainy days, the smell of woodsmoke, and the fall-only activities like apple picking and leaf peeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with fall always comes this deep desire to have a new wardrobe. And a new house. And a huge new creative project or two, just to keep things interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because I feel so energetic and happy at this time of year, that I want to celebrate--for me that means spending money and eating too much chocolate. I can't take all the blame for that. . . my mom used to give us "treats" to celebrate events when I was growing up. They usually involved shopping for new clothes or eating ice cream in some form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. What's a girl (or guy) to do about these pesky gimmes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should seriously think about &lt;a href="http://freegan.info/"&gt;freeganism&lt;/a&gt;. But I think I'm still a little too squeamish to eat food from a dumpster. Unless it was super clean. Like brand-new clean. And everything inside was wrapped in mounds of un-earth friendly plastic or secured in very sturdy glass or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should join &lt;a href="http://sfcompact.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Compact&lt;/a&gt;? That seems much more do-able. I've been following &lt;a href="http://thenonconsumeradvocate.wordpress.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; by Katy about her experience trying to live more lightly. She's a Compact member and seems completely cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of these things are simply distracting me from what I really want to do--rush to the mall (which I normally avoid at all costs) and shop, shop, shop. New clothes, new music, new home decor--then a trip to a big bookstore to shop some more. Books, a journal, magazines, a new yoga DVD. And of course, we can't forget Michael's Craft store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe instead I should look for some new ways to celebrate things that don't involve overeating or overspending. And hey, when the gimmes pass, I might just have an extra hundred bucks in savings and still fit into my jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I have learned to seek my happiness by limiting my desires, rather than attempting to satisfy them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~John Stuart Mills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8224657090073472113?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8224657090073472113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8224657090073472113' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8224657090073472113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8224657090073472113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-gimmes.html' title='The Fall Gimmes'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SMpP23QabbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FsUrd4GeBew/s72-c/Fall+leaves.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6958526383950456018</id><published>2008-09-03T14:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:14:49.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Happy Foody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SL7VGhMr18I/AAAAAAAAAVE/a6JeRBsargg/s1600-h/treat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SL7VGhMr18I/AAAAAAAAAVE/a6JeRBsargg/s320/treat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241861324273342402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lately, I've been craving sweets like this little crispy treat above. And check out the foil wrapped Lindt chocolate on the right of the tea cup! Yum. Almost too pretty to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these days I'm trying to eat more healthfully. Even my husband has gotten on board lately, asking for extra fruit and vegetables and cutting back on soda and chips. I know in my heart of hearts that eating good food makes me feel good. I know that eating foods full of sugar/fat/salt don't make me feel so hot. So if I know all that, why is it still so hard to eat good foods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been wondering that same thing, I have the perfect Web site to share with you: &lt;a href="http://www.happyfoody.com"&gt;Happy Foody&lt;/a&gt;. This girl is a true inspiration to me on many levels, but one of the best things about her site is that she makes you absolutely crave crunchy fresh vegetables and sweet, wholesome fruits as though they were cake and candy. Her photos are amazing and she includes some fabulous recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS she's super environmentally friendly. You can learn more about her and her family's recent trip across country in a veggie-oil RV&lt;a href="http://walkslowlylivewildly.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a delicious recipe from&lt;a href="http://www.drweil.com/drw/u/id/RCP00196"&gt; Dr. Weil's&lt;/a&gt; site that I just tried out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes a perfect snack or dessert when you have a sweet tooth and is nice and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa-Banana Frozen Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bananas--quite ripe&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbl. cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbl. real maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiz together the bananas and cocoa powder in blender or food processor. Add vanilla and maple syrup and process until very smooth. Transfer into custard cups and cover. Freeze a few hours until set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6958526383950456018?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6958526383950456018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6958526383950456018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6958526383950456018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6958526383950456018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-foody.html' title='Happy Foody'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SL7VGhMr18I/AAAAAAAAAVE/a6JeRBsargg/s72-c/treat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5765592640409904215</id><published>2008-08-25T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:36:29.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><title type='text'>How can I recycle this???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SLLRGestVeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/oagGbFfz28s/s1600-h/flowers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SLLRGestVeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/oagGbFfz28s/s320/flowers3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238479225835312610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to recycle. But sometimes it's hard to find a place to recycle certain things. For instance, I have this broken 7-in-1 blender/chopper/smoothie maker/food processor that's been sitting in my basement for years because it's missing one little, tiny part. I contacted the company several times, but unfortunately, they aren't making this particular unit anymore. I refuse to just throw it in the garbage though--there must be some way to recycle it. Perhaps into a lovely smoothie- maker planter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who have those pesky items sitting around gathering dust in your&lt;br /&gt;garage/attic/basement or closet, I have a great site to share with you: &lt;a href="http://www.recyclethis.co.uk/"&gt;"How Can I Recycle This?"&lt;/a&gt; is a fabulous blog which will give you a thousand (or at least one or two) ideas of what to do with things which you can't recycle traditionally, but hate to throw in the landfill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5765592640409904215?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5765592640409904215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5765592640409904215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5765592640409904215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5765592640409904215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-can-i-recycle-this.html' title='How can I recycle this???'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SLLRGestVeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/oagGbFfz28s/s72-c/flowers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-8330620181202372849</id><published>2008-08-19T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:04:14.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try this'/><title type='text'>Play with your food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SKq2XYe4idI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xc6L3j-DZqM/s1600-h/freeRiceLogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236198029596854738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SKq2XYe4idI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xc6L3j-DZqM/s320/freeRiceLogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister sent me &lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com/"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; quite a while back. I have to warn you, it's addictive. You can test your vocabulary and simultaneously earn grains of rice to be donated by the United Nations. Every correct answer will add 20 grains of rice to your "bowl". But who can stop at 20 grains? I played up to 600 this morning and had a hard time stopping there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-8330620181202372849?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/8330620181202372849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=8330620181202372849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8330620181202372849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/8330620181202372849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/08/play-with-your-food.html' title='Play with your food'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SKq2XYe4idI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xc6L3j-DZqM/s72-c/freeRiceLogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3987513728678295693</id><published>2008-08-14T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:04:54.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SKRl2UckPQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GWTStacnSNs/s1600-h/ocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SKRl2UckPQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GWTStacnSNs/s320/ocean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420650787224834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "That really gets my goat!" my mother would say. This is something that really "gets" me. Waste and the apparent disinterest on the lack of most Americans in making a difference for the environment. 'Scuse me while I hop up on my soapbox for a minute. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that some people just don't care about nature. They maybe hate trees due to an unfortunate incident when they were small, or fear grass because of it's pointy-ness--I'm grasping here. So it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sort of&lt;/span&gt; makes sense that they wouldn't give a hoot about nature or the environment. But what about the rest of us? Those who adore spending time hiking and gardening and playing in the dirt. The farmers who work the soil, the mothers that like bringing their children to the park and playing a game of pickup softball, the men who love extreme Frisbee and mountain biking? How does such a disconnect happen between us (humans) and the natural world? What allows us to shut off the voices that tell us that dumping chemicals into our gardens and rivers, and driving huge, gas-guzzling SUVs because they're "in"? How do we decide as a society that it doesn't matter if people in other countries don't have enough resources, as long as we Americans have all we need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me the lack of interest in, and worry over, the environment ties into our whole consumer culture. I like to call this the Christmas Tree Shop mentality. Have you ever seen commercials for this store? If not, consider yourself lucky. The commercials generally show women parading around the store, snatching things of the shelves and immediately turning them this way and that to find the price tag. "Oh, look Marge. Isn't this a cute potholder? And it's only $.99! I'm getting five!" Plunk, plunk, plunk as Alice throws handfuls of potholders, which she may or may not ever use into her hugely full, towering cart of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's worse in real life as I would guess that 90% of the items in this store aren't necessary to daily living. This is not to say that I never shop there. Occasionally, I have found nice books, cards, or gift wrap for presents. And once in awhile I do pick something up there because it's inexpensive, like tea light candles or flower bulbs. But I can't help but notice that mentality more and more--not just in this one store either. It's like shopping and having more than everyone else has become some sort of national disease. And where are we putting all this stuff? Sometimes we store it in little extra "closets" a.k.a. storage units that we pay for each month. Sometimes we fill our houses with it to the point where it's not even comfortable getting around. But eventually most of it, nearly all I would guess, ends up in the landfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just wonder how we, as Americans, have turned from a country of do-it-yourselfers into a culture of wasters. I wonder what our grandparents would think, or the founding fathers of this country, if they saw where we are now. We're ruining the environment to make things "better" for ourselves. We've stopped questioning government policies that allow the total annihilation of once perfectly natural environments. We are addicted to oil and shopping, and having more, more, more. And all of this at our own expense, or at the expense or other people who we share the planet with who are less fortunate than ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm re-reading a wonderful book right now, called "&lt;a href="http://www.servegodsavetheplanet.org/"&gt;Serve God, Save the Planet&lt;/a&gt;". It is in the Green Lending Library to be borrowed (or will be in a few days). It is written by J. Matthew Sleeth, M.D., a man who once "had it all". He worked as a bigwig doctor and had a huge house, a flashy sports car and everything else that the so-called American Dream tells us successful people have. He and his family, however, changed their ways after they realized how out of line their choices were compared to their values. Sleeth shares in his book how important that realization was to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After I became a Christian, I went through a process of examining my life. It was filled with sin and hypocrisy. . . At the time, I considered myself an enlightened environmentalist. The United States uses more resources than any other country in history, and my crude audit showed that my family used slightly more energy than the average American household. Despite our modest recycling, carpooling, and electricity conservation efforts, we were living an unsustainable lifestyle. We were going about living our life as if we were the center of the universe, and there was no tomorrow to protect." --J. Matthew Sleeth, M.D. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serve God, Save the Planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am certainly not saying that I'm immune to the gimmees, that I never waste gas on unnecessary trips, that I always think first of other people and the environment when I'm shopping. But I do try, and I think it's important that we all  try, to be more conscious of our choices. How does buying sweatshop made goods affect people? How does buying conventional versus organic products affect our planet and the workers who farm the fields their grown in? How does my deciding I need a big SUV for my safety affect the person whom I collide with and who is hurt in their modest sized or small car? How does adding chemical fertilizer to my garden affect my neighbor's children who's well is located near my yard?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just being conscious is the difference. Can't sell your SUV? Maybe you could use it less or use public transportation more. Don't have the money to buy all organic foods? What about at least avoiding the foods with the highest amount of pesticides in them? Can't afford all sweat-shop free clothes? Try used. This saves money and resources as you're keeping one more thing out of the landfill. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3987513728678295693?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3987513728678295693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3987513728678295693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3987513728678295693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3987513728678295693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-what-youre-saying-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SKRl2UckPQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GWTStacnSNs/s72-c/ocean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2976892484431609611</id><published>2008-08-05T07:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:04:54.615-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Living'/><title type='text'>Living Simply</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SJg-DdtRitI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PgPR4ffXc-8/s1600-h/aloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230999196425882322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SJg-DdtRitI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PgPR4ffXc-8/s320/aloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Live simply so that others may simply live." I love this quote though I can't remember at the moment who is famous for having said it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simple and frugal living have a rather bad rap if you ask me. So often they are thought of in the same vein as "deprivation" and "poverty". But that's not what it's about at all. Living simply and frugally is about taking into account what matters the most in your life and paring down the extras so that you can focus on what's most important to you. Let's say you absolutely adore sailing. You live far from the ocean and rarely get a chance to be on the water, between working full-time, keeping up your house and tracking your stock portfolio. But, wow. You really do love sailing and would like to make it a huge part of your life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone who was dedicated to living more simply would take all these things into account and then start creatively brainstorming ways to add more of what he loves into their life. He might decide to pare down his belongings, sell his house and buy a sailboat big enough to live on. Doing this might mean that he needs less income, so he could work the summer months giving tours or sailing lessons with his boat in the US and then spend the winter off the coast of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bahamas&lt;/span&gt; fishing and relaxing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are so many real life stories similar to this fictional story. So often when we are faced with a problem, we hurry and throw money at it. Something breaks in the house? Rush out and find a new one at the store. A family wants to start using cast iron pans and pots instead of their current non-stick cooking ware? Hurry, get to the store and buy a new set. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To me, living simply and frugally is really about being more creative. If something in your house breaks, pause for a few minutes before running to the store. Is there something else you could use instead? Does a family member or friend have an extra of these items gathering dust at their house? Could you buy it second hand? Thrift stores are much more than musty basement deals with shabby clothes. Our local Goodwill has a ton of great kitchen appliances and some brand new items like dish towels, curtains, rugs and more. The next time my coffee maker goes on the fritz or I am in need of something else for the house, I'll check there first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's not about deprivation, it's about looking at things another way. Taking the time to be creative saves you money, and it also saves resources. Every single "THING" that has to be made uses valuable resources. It also is one more thing that will eventually land in the trash one day. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle--and RE-THINK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2976892484431609611?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2976892484431609611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2976892484431609611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2976892484431609611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2976892484431609611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-simply.html' title='Living Simply'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SJg-DdtRitI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PgPR4ffXc-8/s72-c/aloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-4716638284687405238</id><published>2008-07-31T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:05:07.252-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>On Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SJGw9LuqQyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/icyB6BdqJ8U/s1600-h/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229155207520863010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SJGw9LuqQyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/icyB6BdqJ8U/s320/bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Letting go can be hard for some people. Very hard for others. When you let something go, or even contemplate letting something go, there is sometimes this feeling of panic. "What if I never, ever, ever find a vase/dress/house/potential mate like this again?" Some people have a hard time letting go of objects which have sentimental value. Other people have trouble letting go of people in their lives, even relationships which no longer serve them or are toxic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, the hardest thing to let go is my idea of how something should be. Even if the truth is staring me plainly in the face, yelling "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yoo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;! I'm right here~Pay attention to me." I will sometimes keep going right along doing the same thing I've always done and wondering why things are the way they are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It reminds me of that saying, "If you always do what you've always done, you'll always get what you've always got." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Working for myself has been eye opening on many levels. One thing I noticed is that I'm a boring boss! What I hated about previous jobs were being micromanaged, feeling chained to my desk, and feeling that I didn't have any freedom to come and go as I pleased. Looking at the way I've been working over the past few months has made me take a step back. Yes, I do have the freedom to come and go as I please, but I haven't been doing it very much. Instead I've been sitting at the same desk, in my same office, in front of the same wall and window everyday. I type, I write, I do transcription, I invoice, I make phone calls, I fill out deposit slips and pay bills all at this desk. Why? Because I feel guilty. "Real self-employed people don't fritter away work hours doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; things. Real writers sweat blood to write good articles. Real bosses put their noses to the grindstone and work hard, even when they don't feel like it." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I've been trying this method, and I have to say, it sucks. Not only that but it's making me very unhappy. I have even started dreading work (again). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, no more. This week I have made some small changes and I'm going to keep making changes until things feel right, feel better and more natural to me. I have let go of a small medical transcription account that I've been doing for about a year to free up more time and energy for what I love to do--write. I am going to take more time to research new work and spend more time working on my fiction which I absolutely love to do. I'm also going to build in some breaks to my day. And yes, if I decide I really need a 15 minute cat nap or a 20 minute yoga break I'm going to take it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the sense of trying to be in control all the time? It's not reality and it's not fun either. My goal now is to learn to just go with the flow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-4716638284687405238?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4716638284687405238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=4716638284687405238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/4716638284687405238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/4716638284687405238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-letting-go.html' title='On Letting Go'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SJGw9LuqQyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/icyB6BdqJ8U/s72-c/bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5827469095472178300</id><published>2008-07-28T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:05:15.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Mr. C</title><content type='html'>Inspiring. Absolutely. If you want to see a superhero in action, a modern day Bible disciple, check out &lt;a href="http://www.thesimpleway.org/shane/"&gt;this link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also check out this link to a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPANKUHabx4"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; of Mr. C. He makes all his own clothes. From scratch. That alone makes him slightly heroic in my mind. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's crazy, wonky, and absolutely in love with all he believes in. He's also written a fabulous book, "The Irresistible Revolution: Living as an Ordinary Radical". This is the book I mentioned a few weeks back--I finished it in about four days, but needed time to really absorb it. . . I'm not sure I really have done that fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be added to the Green Lending Library. If you'd like to read it, email me and I'll mail it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5827469095472178300?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5827469095472178300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5827469095472178300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5827469095472178300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5827469095472178300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/07/mr-c.html' title='Mr. C'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-1361653275937047208</id><published>2008-07-28T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:05:30.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SI4KO4yTz5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/NzJK5tiLXFI/s1600-h/DSCN7369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228127468301569938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SI4KO4yTz5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/NzJK5tiLXFI/s320/DSCN7369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I wanted to write something inspiring. Something hopeful and fresh. But I feel sick today and am having computer problems--two things that don't pair well with happy, inspirational posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead, I will talk about my new writing friend, Peggy. We met at a writer's conference a couple of weeks ago. It was a wonderful conference and very informative. But the part I liked most was meeting other writers. Sometimes writing can feel very much like a big bubble, like I'm alone on a desert island of writerdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But getting back to the inspirational theme of this message. Peggy has the awesome fortune of writing for &lt;a href="http://www.guidepostsmag.com/"&gt;Guideposts&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.positivethinkingmag.com/"&gt;Positive Thinking&lt;/a&gt; magazines, two publications which I love for their positive messages. She also has an adorable dog who is her diet partner. Check out &lt;a href="http://thewritersdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to learn more. I bet you will come away from your computer feeling inspired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-1361653275937047208?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1361653275937047208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=1361653275937047208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1361653275937047208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/1361653275937047208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-i-wanted-to-write-something.html' title=''/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SI4KO4yTz5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/NzJK5tiLXFI/s72-c/DSCN7369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-6234394300524923275</id><published>2008-07-07T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:05:46.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>On Creativity and Saving the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SHJm9aCpdfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IoRLMSPVHnA/s1600-h/scatteredbackground+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220348123224307186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SHJm9aCpdfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IoRLMSPVHnA/s320/scatteredbackground+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes it's rather easy to let one's creativity fall by the wayside. Like many "do gooders" I tend to let my worries about the world get away from me. In fact, it can feel downright frivolous to want to "waste" time painting or playing with my art supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been months since I last had a creative project. This is in part because I was transitioning into my new career as a writer (finally, work that I love!). But it's also partly because I feel a little guilty spending time on creative stuff when there are so many &lt;em&gt;more important&lt;/em&gt; things calling my name. Volunteer here? Donate there? Could I swing a short-term mission trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've been reminded that without replenishing my well with some creative endeavors, I will run out of steam. I just re-started reading Julia Cameron's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Artists-Way-Julia-Cameron/dp/1585421472/ref=pd_bbs_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1215457447&amp;amp;sr=8-4"&gt;"The Artist's Way"&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure if I can follow her full 12-week program, but just reading the introduction this morning helped me unclench my stomach and take some deep breaths. "It's okay to play now and then," it reminded me. "It's not going to make less for someone else if you run a paintbrush through watercolors or tear some paper scraps into a collage. It's okay to do some self-nurturing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a message I really needed to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-6234394300524923275?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6234394300524923275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=6234394300524923275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6234394300524923275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/6234394300524923275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-creativity-and-saving-world.html' title='On Creativity and Saving the World'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SHJm9aCpdfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IoRLMSPVHnA/s72-c/scatteredbackground+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-5950775740550410963</id><published>2008-06-19T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:06:04.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using Less'/><title type='text'>It's Easy to Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SFpSe9LvO0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Wcpey3_aM7g/s1600-h/holylady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213570210408119106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SFpSe9LvO0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Wcpey3_aM7g/s320/holylady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easy to forget in our day to day lives, that people elsewhere are dying of hunger. It's easy to forget when we have enough in our cupboards, that cupboards in other kitchens are bare. It's easy to take for granted the warm bed we slept in last night, hot shower we had this morning, the fresh cup of coffee, the relative safety of our homes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I stop and think about everything I take for granted in a day, everything I believe I'm "entitled" to, it's mind blowing. Things I don't think twice about (ibuprofen in the medicine cabinet, shoes on the closet floor, blankets if I'm cold, a fan when I'm too hot). These are things that I feel are a necessity (ok, I do realize and freely admit I have too many pairs of shoes on the closet floor), are things that people in other countries may have never had. Never. Had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am reading a great book which I'll tell you about later. The author, who worked for a summer in India with Mother Theresa, one of my heroes, spent time with the sick and dying, the poorest of the poor. And what he took from the experience was how lucky and fortunate he was to be there. Not because he realized all the stuff he had back home and felt grateful for it, but because the experience changed him. The sick and dying and people with leprosy &lt;em&gt;gave him&lt;/em&gt; more than he had ever thought was possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my dreams has always been to do mission work. When I was young I wanted to go to Romania and work in an orphanage. I still do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what's the long-term solution? My volunteering for three weeks or three months will help, but it won't change anything really, in the long-term. What will? Donating money? Starting a new non-profit? Working with an existing non-profit? Selling all my possessions and giving money to a charity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know the answer. Do you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-5950775740550410963?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5950775740550410963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=5950775740550410963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5950775740550410963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/5950775740550410963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-easy-to-forget.html' title='It&apos;s Easy to Forget'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SFpSe9LvO0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Wcpey3_aM7g/s72-c/holylady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-2523203686060614116</id><published>2008-06-17T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:06:16.659-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Consumer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Joneses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SFeoU0hxD6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/kCuJB-PC110/s1600-h/pansies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212820169355759522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SFeoU0hxD6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/kCuJB-PC110/s320/pansies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The term "keeping up with the Joneses" is certainly not new, but have you ever thought about the "other Joneses"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We think of the Joneses as people who are better off than ourselves. They have cooler cars, a bigger pool (or a pool anyway!), they take fabulous trips and wear the trendiest clothes. Their houses l0ok ready for magazine photo shoots. All the time. And they're always on the move, shopping, improving things at their house, planning for their next world-wide adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often though, in our jealous peeks over the fence, we don't see the whole picture. We don't see the stress that the Joneses marriage suffers when another fight about money erupts. We don't see how neglected their kids feel when Mom and Dad shove toys at them to make up for the overtime they work to buy all that expensive crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what about the other Joneses? These Joneses have much less than us, but for some reason we never think to compare ourselves to them. In the book "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Much-Enough-Arthur-Simon/dp/0801064082/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1213703442&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;How Much is Enough&lt;/a&gt;?" by Arthur Simon, I found a passage that really sank in this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Which Joneses are we trying to keep up with? Almost always the Joneses who are ahead of us. Perhaps we should stay behind those Joneses and compare ourselves with the Joneses who lack food, clothing, and medical care." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simon goes on to explain our desire for things that others have. This is a natural in children, the author explains, and seems to follow most of us right into adulthood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A child does not expect an ice cream bar for lunch. But if a sibling gets one, then having an ice cream bar suddenly seems not just desirable but a dire necessity. A child does not instinctively long for a particular brand or style of sneakers, but if "everyone" in his class starts wearing them and commenting on those who don't, lack of those sneakers will make him feel deprived and inferior. Kids want what other kids have. In this respect, they are strikingly like adults."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, kids want what other kids have. This is true for us "big kids", too. Throw in a multi-million (billion?) dollar marketing industry showing us what "everyone" else has, little suggestions that we need to "treat" ourselves to something special, and it's easy to see how not only keeping up with, but surpassing the Joneses becomes our goal in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But life is so much more than things. I remember when I was small breaking some jars that my mother told me not to touch. I stood their crying, feeling terrible that I disobeyed and that they'd broken. She wiped up my tears and held me. "They're only things," she said. "They can be replaced." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a message we should all learn. All these possessions are just things that can be replaced. Relationships, helping, loving, caring, teaching, learning, compassion--those mean more than any physical object, and they can never be broken or taken away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-2523203686060614116?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2523203686060614116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=2523203686060614116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2523203686060614116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/2523203686060614116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/06/joneses.html' title='The Joneses'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SFeoU0hxD6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/kCuJB-PC110/s72-c/pansies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3271083938367315574</id><published>2008-06-09T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:38:49.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Greedy about Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SE2F_ezHOpI/AAAAAAAAATs/nrRNXjfd3f4/s1600-h/Crystals2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209967669583231634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SE2F_ezHOpI/AAAAAAAAATs/nrRNXjfd3f4/s320/Crystals2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's something who don't give regularly do not know. Giving can be addictive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever had a cleaning binge and just marched into a closet or room with your rags held high, declaring war on the clutter and grime? I do this once in awhile (not as often as I should, to be honest). I start by making piles: Keeping, recycling/tossing, giving away. Something funny happens as the space gets cleared out and the "giving away" pile grows. It's like something loosens up inside. I can breathe a little easier. I feel a little less anxious. I feel happy that someone else might be able to use that one-of-a-kind item that some well-meaning soul gave me for Christmas last year. ("Oh thank you. It's, err, lovely!")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But happiness at giving doesn't have to stop with castaway objects. You can give of your time. Of your money. Of yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting to give might scare you. "If I give X away, will there be enough for me?" or "What if I can't think of anything to say/do for someone else?" These are valid fears. Growing up with three sisters, made me a little--shall we say "possesive" of my things. But if you, like me don't like that part of yourself, give something away and see if it doesn't make you feel better, happier and more calm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started this by giving a tithe when I started my new career. My logical side was saying things like "Hhhmmm, it would make more sense for you to wait until you were making enough money for the household budget before you start tithing." But my feeling side said, "Give. Just give. You'll be okay." And I have been. I have been more than okay. Money has come to me in odd, strange ways. Ways that I didn't expect it to come at all. But I'm okay with that. I just trust that it will keep coming, that I will have enough for my needs to be met. That's not why I give, but it's a pretty awesome side effect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past six months I've been a "big sister" to a little sister that has a ton of troubles and heartbreaks in her life. I was scared when I volunteered for that, too. "Am I cool enough? Will she hate me? Will she talk to me?" We had a few uncomfortable patches, but I learned a lot from the experience. Mostly, I saw how great I felt that I was giving myself to her. I'm not sure how much she gained from our time together (I hope something!) but I know I got a wonderful benefit. I gave of myself and I felt blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I have been wanting to give in new ways. There are so many options out there, it can be overwhelming. Should I volunteer at the local food shelf? Sign up for another mentoring program? Should I deliver hot meals to the elderly or volunteer with the local humane society? I'm not quite sure yet what it is I'll end up doing, but I'm pretty sure whatever it is, it will make me feel good. Sometimes in fact, I feel so good about giving, I feel a little guilty about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's a good guilt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3271083938367315574?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3271083938367315574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3271083938367315574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3271083938367315574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3271083938367315574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/06/greedy-about-giving.html' title='Greedy about Giving'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SE2F_ezHOpI/AAAAAAAAATs/nrRNXjfd3f4/s72-c/Crystals2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-448918903666716794</id><published>2008-06-04T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:51:25.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>A Few of my Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SEbur7w4msI/AAAAAAAAATk/3PCd7CplGgw/s1600-h/river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208112457645071042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SEbur7w4msI/AAAAAAAAATk/3PCd7CplGgw/s320/river.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember that song in the Sound of Music? That movie &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;one of my favorite things growing up. I memorized all the songs and most of the lines and would watch the movie while pretending to be Liesl, the eldest Von Trapp girl. I think I wanted to be her most because of the scene where she and Rolf sing and dance around the gazebo--that dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I came across the blog, &lt;a href="http://walkslowlylivewildly.com/"&gt;Walk Slowly, Live Wildly&lt;/a&gt; which I absolutely love. It follows a family of three who are vegan, raw food, crunchy environmentalist Christians who sold or gave away most of their possesions to travel the US in an RV run by veggie oil. Sara, the mom, is an absolute inspiration. Check it out ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding a new blog always gives me goosebumps and that "ahhhh" feeling. I get so excited-0so many new-to-me posts to read and so much great information to soak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking about some of my other favorite things: All are simple and they all make me happy. Here are a list of some of them in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being in nature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sushi w/ lots of wasabi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday mornings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking with someone funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting a compliment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing with art stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching my animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Campfires&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strawberries, fresh off the vine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing my garden grow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting clothes out on the line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traveling to someplace new&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traveling back to some place I've been and haven't seen for awhile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughing so hard I cry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The smell of lilacs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A clean desk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flannel PJ's &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good book/magazine/blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annual family camp out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are some of your favorite things? Stopping to think about them really makes me feel grateful for all I have, even on those days when the world is feeling dark and gloomy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SEbtaLw4mrI/AAAAAAAAATc/KhWNqNGPYP4/s1600-h/red+hosta.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-448918903666716794?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/448918903666716794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=448918903666716794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/448918903666716794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/448918903666716794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/06/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of my Favorite Things'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SEbur7w4msI/AAAAAAAAATk/3PCd7CplGgw/s72-c/river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060868873169483077.post-3101179470306044638</id><published>2008-06-02T20:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:52:47.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Take That Fear and Shove It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SESO7iqJq-I/AAAAAAAAATU/K8N4WodiZAY/s1600-h/PICT0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444222714162146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SESO7iqJq-I/AAAAAAAAATU/K8N4WodiZAY/s320/PICT0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fear sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I was much more, though not completely, unafraid. I wasn't afraid to wear weird, second-hand clothes. My best friend and I used to comb thrift shops and see what we could score on our babysitting budget incomes. I rebelled against waste, people who tested on animals, and those who tried to tell me what to do. I had my senior pictures taken at Sears, refused to buy a gaudy class ring, and found my prom dress for $20 at a discount Macy's. We even went to the mall for pizza as our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-prom dinner my senior year. I painted my car purple and didn't get drunk at high school parties. I was a vegetarian when it was weird to be a vegetarian. I left home at 18 and headed South, and didn't wait for the door to shut behind me I was in such a hurry. I've never liked cola--A true rebel, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the road though, my passion and anger, and desire to make things different turned into fear. Fear of "what other people might think". Fear of saying something wrong or offending someone or doing something stupid. Fear of calling attention to myself. Fear of not knowing what to do in "uncontrolled" circumstances. Sometimes it seems like the more comfortable we are in our lives, the harder it is to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, I'm working on a list. This is a list of things I'm afraid of, that I really, really want to do. (And no, bungee jumping isn't on there.) Eventually, I want to create a "Fear-Less Challenge" and I encourage &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'm going to go pull my swimsuit out of the closet for my first-ever swimming lesson. Now that's scary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060868873169483077-3101179470306044638?l=achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3101179470306044638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1060868873169483077&amp;postID=3101179470306044638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3101179470306044638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060868873169483077/posts/default/3101179470306044638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://achickwithaconscience.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-that-fear-and-shove-it.html' title='Take That Fear and Shove It'/><author><name>ChicChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160028643399311836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SRQi4OgVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/F2Skuk5qgVU/S220/Logo-Resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__g67jhhbmmY/SESO7iqJq-I/AAAAAAAAATU/K8N4WodiZAY/s72-c/PICT0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
