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I get it.

Published December 17, 2012 by blmercier91

I am happy to say that my goal with starting this blog was to get at least 100 views in 7 days, and I got 117! Thank you all for reading a following me. Also, I have been paying attention to what you’ve been reading, and I get it- you don’t want the blurbs about my life and what I’ve been doing. You want to know about food, and gardening. I can do that. I’d also like to take this time to ask all of you to give me some feedback via email; tell me what you like or don’t like. However, today was a very long day, and I am very tired, so I promise to write an extra good article tomorrow.


Small Changes

Published December 17, 2012 by blmercier91

Small things really do add up. Over time they add up in a big way. Last week after I got fired, I slept in every day and didn’t do much with my Mary Kay business. Today, instead of sleeping in until… well right now, actually, I got up 2 1/2 hours earlier with a plan that I had written out the night before. I got up, and instead of being a sloth for two hours and wasting half the day, I got to work. I thoroughly cleaned the kitchen- dishes, counters, scrubbing the sink, scrubbing that nasty sticky stuff off the floor, sweeping, mopping the whole kaput- did the laundry, and gave the dogs all their daily stuff. So I’m happy to say that I’ve gotten a lot done by the time I normally would have been waking up! The one thing I’m still having trouble convincing myself to do is that 30 minutes of yoga.

The world is the same way though. If everybody does just one small thing differently to make a positive change, the impact is HUGE. I’m pretty into this heirloom & organic thing (only combined, not separately though), and I imagine a world where there are no big box stores. I see only microbusinesses and farmers markets. I see people helping their neighbors and the stranger at the farmers market. I see happy, healthy people. I’m not saying a utopia- such a thing is impossible. But what if everybody was just a Little happier? What if everyone knew exactly where their food came from and how it was grown? What if everyone knew exactly how their clothes were made and by whom and with what? Is that crazy? I’ve been told I’m crazy. If everybody did just One thing a little differently, I think it could happen. If you and your neighbor or friend or someone got together and one of you grew just 1 tomato plant and took REALLY good care of it and someone else grew just lettuce and took REALLY good care of it then you both shared willingly, you would both be REALLY healthy and feel better and probably feel better about your food. Or if you’re convinced you can’t garden, make a small change by buying your vegetables from a farmers market instead of the same place you buy meat, school supplies, clothes, cosmetics, and cleaning things. Make it a family outting- I don’t think I’ve ever met a kid who wasn’t thrilled by going to a farmer’s market. Even if the stuff you buy there isn’t necessarily heirloom, you will still be making a difference! You’ll make a difference in the health of your family, and also help out somebody local. Talk to them, ask them about how they grew that tomato and how they knew when to harvest it, I have no doubts that they would LOVE the conversation. Farmers markets are also usually much cheaper, so you’ll save money too. Another benefit would be the fresh air; too many people spend way too much time inside. Get some fresh exercise, be a good example for the younger generation.

I’m making a positive change in my world, what small positive change are YOU going to make?


The Weekend in Review

Published December 17, 2012 by blmercier91

I sometimes wonder how my husband survives our weekends. He works at least 40 hours a week (70-80 in the summer), and then on he either hangs out with his friends all weekend, or works on our cars or his four wheeling rig, or both. And then some weekends (like this weekend), we have social engagements.

Friday night my brother-in-law and his wife and their 1 1/2 year old daughter came and stayed the night with two of their cats that can’t be left at home. I love my niece, even though until recently we haven’t seen eye-to-eye. I know it’s crazy to say you don’t see eye-to-eye with a baby, but it’s true. When she was a wee little thing, she’d always cry whenever I held her. Other people could hold her, but not me- no matter what, she’d cry. Now that she’s older, she likes to play with me. When her mom left for the store she even came and clung to my legs! It was a pleasant surprise. Then we gave her a few bites off our ice cream sandwiches, and after that, boy she was on a sugar high! She’d run into the kitchen, run into the living room, point and yell at the top of her lungs, then run out again! I also made a fabulous dinner- pulled pork that I rubbed with my own blend of spices, marinated overnight, and cooked all day with creamy garlic shells, corn on the cob, and tater tots. My father-in-law also came over to see his eldest son and granddaughter. We all sat around the table and talked until after midnight.

After staying up until after midnight, my husband and brother-in-law got up at 6 AM and went to the scrap yard Saturday (they also ran out of fuel on the way there and had to do some heart healthy walking). Saturday afternoon was rare- we just sat around together and watched TV. I did the dishes, but that was about it. Saturday night we had a birthday party for my aunt, and I also met my paternal grandmother for the first time in my life. My husband has never met any of my blood family before, so he was rather surprised by the house and everything. After the party was over, we picked up a friend and hung out all night again.

Today we slept in until 10 AM, my husband and his friend worked on their four wheeling rigs, and we made a deal with our friend to let him rent our spare bedroom. Now, we’ve never had a good experience doing this type of thing before, but this friend has 2 qualities that make him different from the other people we’ve rented to: 1. He’s not a jackass. 2. He’s paying. So, hopefully it’ll work out. I went and measured our yard (it’s over 2800 square feet!), and have started working on a plan as to what to plant. I wrote a gardening article today, and I must admit that it was stinking lame, but I’m not sure quiet what it needs to be improved- suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

New Paths

Published December 16, 2012 by blmercier91

So lately, what with losing my job and all, I’ve been thinking a lot about things I like to do. I can’t work at a job I hate, I’ve watched my father do that for years. I could only work at a job that I like. That’s why I was a lifeguard- it involved swimming and teaching kids, and it was plenty active. A great mixture of things I like. I like being a vet tech. I like being outside. I like riding horses. And my mother seems to be of the opinion that I’m a good writer. So I have contacted a few magazines about submitting an article. I hope something good comes of it.

December 14, 2012

Published December 14, 2012 by blmercier91

I want to re-cap my last two weeks. To be more specific, I want to re-cap everything that has happened to me from November 30, until this Monday, December 10. On November 30, one of my friends was in a 5 car accident and in the hospital and very badly bruised up; blood transfusions were given, surgeries had, the whole kaput. On Monday, December 3rd, while I was staying in a hotel down in Colorado Springs for a Chemical Immobilization class, all of my essential Mary Kay party stuff was stolen out of my car. On Friday, December 7th, my matron of honors son was in the hospital for reasons that I’ll not put here. And as you all know, on Monday, December 10th, I was fired.

I hadn’t really thought about all of this until a couple of days ago, when my husband asked me why I was so down on myself. That’s a lot of crap to go through in such a short amount of time. Now I fully believe in staying positive and seeing the upside of things and whatnot, but I also think that occasionally it’s ok to be down, and to feel like crap. So today, I feel like crap. I am depressed. I feel like my life stinks. I know I have a good life, and things will get better, but for now, I don’t want to be positive. Nothing is going right, and it seems like it won’t be for quiet a while. In the words of Terri Clark, “I just want to be mad for a while”… except instead of mad I want to be depressed and feel sorry for myself. I’ll probably feel better tomorrow.

Here’s what my typical day has been like since freedom day 1 (as it shall be known from now on). I wake up, let the dogs out, eat breakfast, shower, dress, blog about something related to heirloom gardening, watch an episode of King of the Hill, do the dishes and clean the kitchen, do laundry or sweep, clean whatever else needs to be cleaned, eat lunch, blog about something in my life, watch more King of the Hill, make dinner, read, and go to sleep.

There are some variations. Yesterday I had an interview and didn’t do anything useful, and tonight I’m working at David’s Bridal.

I’ve also been thinking of ways to cut expenses and save money. We have to replace my starter kit for Mary Kay, and my student loans are due at the beginning of next month. We let a “friend” stay with us for a few months, for free (with promise to pay us back), and we never saw a penny from that sleaze bag and had to use our entire $1000 emergency fund to keep up while he was here. We could turn off my husbands personal cell phone (he has a work one he could use), and put me on his mom’s plan and pay just my portion every month. We could turn off the internet, and also get rid of Xbox live, and Netflix. In the summer we could turn off the gas (or electricity), I know we could survive without one or the other. All of that would save us $216 a month. We also have a deal with our landlord to exchange upgrades on the house for rent. We still need to do the kitchen and re-do the hardwood floors. That could save us a few months worth of rent.

I also applied at Country Buffet today. It’s certainly not making use of my degree, but jobs in my field seem to be scarce, and beggars cannot be choosers.

Dec. 13, 2012

Published December 13, 2012 by blmercier91

So it’s been 3 days since I got fired. Things are going well. I had an interview today, and I feel like it went well. I’ve been really happy since I got fired, I enjoy taking care of the house, working my Mary Kay business, playing with my dogs, and cooking. I think I’ve even lost weight. I do need another job though. I want something that I enjoy and have fun doing, with regular, steady hours, a steady hourly wage, a team environment, and preferably close to home. I really miss being a lifeguard, maybe I’ll get re-certified and do that.

“Let thy food be thy medicine…

Published December 13, 2012 by blmercier91

“… and medicine by thy food.” -Hippocrates

Ten thousand years ago, there were people. They were healthy, fit, certainly much more active than people today, and they got sick… albeit much less oftener and for shorter periods of time (mainly because they would die).

They still had medicine. And I don’t mean Penicillin or Fentanyl. Medicine that was good for you. Medicine that came from the ground. Medicine that the “doctor” went into the forest and gathered the roots or flowers from and then dried it or ground it with a mortar and pestle and used fresh in a poultice. Today, too many people go to their “doctor” or “health physician” and get something OTC, or a prescription.

“Let thy food be thy medicine…”

Anything with mint in it helps intestinal issues. The dried leaves from the great minoa plant (prevalent here in Colorado) can be burned in a fire to help relieve coughing. Yarrow help heal cuts and wounds. Why do people no longer use food as their medicine? Largely because they don’t know. Why spend the time figuring out what to eat to make you better when you could just go to the hospital and pay your $50 and get a prescription for something not as effective?! -_-

Come on, people. Let’s do what the Swiss do…If you don’t know where something came from, what exactly is in it, or how it was made, don’t eat it. Grow your own heirloom herbs and veggies organically and never worry about your health again.