Carrots and Vinegar

Car crash accident

Rose — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 14:44:07 +0000

When I was fifteen (you know, before I got my drivers license) my older sister was the family chauffer.

She drove everyone everywhere.

I remember it was during this time that one of my friends was involved in several car crash accidents.

A lot of them.

The funny thing is she was never driving, always the passenger. Weird.

Anyway I got to thinking that it was weird that in my fifteen years I had never been in a car crash accident.

I started thinking that maybe some people just must not be meant to get into a car crash accident and I must be one.

I know, weird, right? I was fifteen after all.

Anyway it wasn’t a couple of weeks later that my sister the chauffer, myself, and one of my other sisters were all in a small car crash accident.

It wasn’t our fault.

Everyone was fine, it was very minor.

It was an important moment though because,

that was when I knew that I was not meant to be a person who had never been in a car crash accident.

low blood sugar

Rose — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 16:18:19 +0000

I tend to have a low blood sugar level when I haven’t eaten for several hours.

My blood sugar level is especially low in the mornings when I’ve just woken up because its been ten plus hours since I last ate.

This can be a serious problem for me as I choose to exercise first thing in the morning.

Should I not eat before starting my exercise routine my low blood sugar makes doing my exercises really difficult.

I get dizzy, lightheaded, my eyes black out and I feel really weak.

Not good symtoms to be having when you are trying to exercise.

So to avoid the low blood sugar level when I am exercising I eat a banana as soon as I can after I wake up.

Following that banana I have a big cup of water.

This wakes me up, hydrates me, and keeps my blood sugars at a good level until I can eat a good breakfast after my work out.

If you are struggling with low blood sugars in the morning give bananas a try.

Even if you aren’t struggling with low blood sugars, eating something like a banana before you start exercising can be a good idea anyway.

@–>–Rose

The end of the sugar fast

Rose — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 14:05:58 +0000

31 days on a sugar fast.

Wow.

The first three weeks were a breeze.

Being on a sugar fast was no more than an inconvenience,

because food and treats are such a social thing.

The last week riddled with cravings and temptations.

There were a couple of slip ups during the month, like I ate one fish cracker (they have sugar in them!) totally by accident.

I got them to give my kids, dropped one, picked it up and mindlessly popped it in my mouth.

I don’t think that’s a big deal.

Then another time I’d gotten my kids ice cream cones and when handing them back to my kids I noticed one had a drip running down the cone so I licked it up before it could drip.

Whoops.

Then on the last day of my sugar fast I took a bite of a cupcake.

I just didn’t even think about it, and didn’t realize until after the fact that I’d done it.

Pretty silly, lol!

Actually I think the whole sugar fast was pretty silly.

I am not sure how helpful it really was to go on.

I don’t feel like I have more energy in fact I feel like I have less.

I haven’t lost any weight, of course I didn’t need to anyway.

I didn’t lose any inches, or any layers of softness either.

Perhaps a longer sugar fast is necessary for that.

But never the less I don’t think that I’ll be continuing with it.

I had my first drink of Dr. Pepper in over a month and boy howdy was it ever sweet.

Sadly it had no effect on my exhaustion, I still spent my day yawning and wanting to take a nap.

So whatever.

I still think that sugar, when eaten in an overabundance isn’t the best thing for your health.

I also think that a treat once in a while is a good thing.

A good sweet blessing ;)

@–>–Rose

Driving a car

Rose — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 17:00:38 +0000

I used to love driving a car.

When I was sixteen I was the family chauffeur.

I drove my Mom to work and school, my siblings here, there and everywhere.

I loved driving a car!

I loved driving fast!

I loved beating the other cars off the line at stop lights.

I could cruise around all day and not get sick of it.

I used to imagine what sort of job I could get that would require driving a car all day.

A delivery service

A highway patrol officer

A nascar driver

Those are what I came up with.

Now I laugh about it because I’m hardly ever the one driving a car.

Now I am usually the passenger.

Or the back seat driver.

@–>–Rose

Pumpkin Chocolate chip cookie recipe

Rose — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 22:00:45 +0000

Here it is, my famous pumpkin chocolate chip cookie recipe.

These used to sound disgusting to me, until I tried them.

If you like cookies you will probably like these, so give the pumpkin chocolate chip cookie recipe a try.

Or maybe not, its up to you.

Pumpkin chocolate chip cookie recipe

1 cup butter softened

3 cups white granulated sugar

2 eggs

1 29 oz can of pumkin

2 tsp cinnamon

1 tsp salt

2 tsp nutmeg (optional)

2 tsp baking soda

2 tsp baking powder

5 cups flour

1 pkg milk chocolate chips

Mix ingredients

Drop spoonfuls of mixture onto baking sheet

Bake at 375 degrees for around 15 minutes

Let cool

Enjoy!

@–>–Rose

pumpkin chocolate chip cookies

Rose — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 16:45:07 +0000

Can you guess what it on my mind?

That’s right, sugar.

Day 25 of the sugar fast.

I made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies the other day.

Three cups of sugar went into that recipe, and for the first time since I started this sugar fast I felt like crying.

I am not a big fan of cookies, never have been, but my pumpkin chocolate chip cookies are divine.

I imagined putting one of those big fat cookies in my mouth, the little hunks of soft chocolate mixed with the baked cookie softness….

Mmmmmmmm….

I was strong and I refrained from eating them, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t seriously tempted.

I mean, who would know, right.

I would know, that’s who.

And I count!

@–>–Rose

Inception review

Rose — Fri, 20 Aug 2010 13:47:21 +0000

Inception the movie

Allow me a moment to shudder….

Not because Inception was a terrible movie, but because I found it just a bit disturbing.

It was actually quite cool, and most people who I’ve heard mention it thought it was awesome.

I however found myself saddened by the tragedy of the story.

For the most part I must say that Inception was quite THE movie.

The creativity of coming up with the idea.

I can’t stop imagining the creative process it took to come up with the idea.

I’m certain that there were many people involved in the creative process.

There were too many layers for there not to be.

But as I said before I shudder when I think of the movie.

Perhaps it was too many layers for me to take.

Like the layers of an onion slowly being peeled away and causing me to cry.

Sure, go see Inception, but prepare yourself to pay strict attention, and for intensity.

I hope you enjoy it more than I did ;D

@–>–Rose

Broken heart

Rose — Thu, 19 Aug 2010 16:09:56 +0000

Once upon a time there was a princess.

She was like most princesses, except that she had a broken heart.

There are a number of reasons she had a broken heart, none of which really mattered.

The fact was that it was broken, and it needed mending.

There were two pieces to her broken heart and she hadn’t the slightest idea how to put them back together.

Until one day a prince came along, as one often does for princesses.

The prince vowed to mend her broken heart.

He promised he’d never let go of it.

He held the two pieces together, knowing they would grab onto each other, becoming one again.

He rescued her, just as a princesses prince ought to.

There was just one problem.

The prince held her heart to tightly.

The two pieces of her heart couldn’t mend.

For, you see, it is very hard to hold onto something when it is smashing you.

Instead of binding together, the two pieces of the princesses heart pushed away from each other.

Pushing so hard away from each other they became hot, then when they could get no hotter they became ice cold.

They became unrecognizable as a heart and as time went by they became brittle.

Until one day they shattered.

A thousand tiny pieces crumpling out from between the princes hands.

The prince so preoccupied with squeezing his hands together hardly even noticed that there was only a single piece of heart left between the palm of his hands.

The princess felt something was wrong, but couldn’t tell her prince.

Time past.

The pieces of the princesses heart pulled themselves together.

Slowly piece by piece it mended, until there was only one piece missing.

Trapped in the clutches of the princes hand it could find no escape.

Time past.

The princess felt her free heart strings pulling.

Pulling and prodding, nudging, and coaxing.

Trying so hard to get the prince to just let go.

Until finally the princess could bear it no longer.

Her heart missing that one piece wouldn’t last much longer separated from it.

So, quietly and secretly she tried to pry the princes hands loose.

She used all her strength, she used all her power, but the prince was relentless in his grip.

Slowly the princesses broken heart beat its last beats.

Melting into a slow and methodic melody of memory before it slipped away entirely.

The end

@–>–Rose

Sugar!

Rose — Wed, 18 Aug 2010 08:13:42 +0000

I really think God wanted us to have sugar. I really do!

Sugar is something that has always been talked about in hushed tones, guilt ridden, and shameful.

I am here to tell you that I think sugar is a blessing.

A beautiful blessing from above.

God knew life would be hard, he knew there would be so much bitterness in this world. Not only bitter moments, but bitter food as well.

So He blessed us with sugar.

I am talking about the pure white crystals of sweetness.

For cookies and cakes, ice cream and chocolate.

Pure unadulterated deliciousness that reminds us that life really is sweet, and that the bitterness really can be overpowered by sweetness.

Of course, like all blessings from God it wasn’t meant to be used in an overabundance.

It has been, and we’ve twisted it into an evil and pernicious substance from which there is no escape.

Sugar can be good, it can be great.

In moderation.

Of course that could just be the lack of sugar in my blood stream talking.

17 days without sugar down, 14 more to go.

@–>–Rose

My kids soccer practice

Rose — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 19:00:05 +0000

In my house we are fans of sports.

Not only do we enjoy watching the occasional game, (we are not fanatical) we also enjoy playing any sport that comes our way.

It’s good fun exercise.

Something that we encourage our kids to participate in.

Every week we load up the family and head out to my kids soccer practice.

Bear is 5, he is starting kindergarten, he has never played soccer before.

Our city has a soccer league for kindergarteners, so we signed Bear up.

I was a bit worried that he wouldn’t be sure what to do or how to play the game, so we signed him up for a program that teaches kids the basic skills involved in soccer.

So as I was saying, we go to my kids soccer practice every week.

At the end of each of my kids soccer practices they have a scrimmage game.

I think I was very silly to think Bear wouldn’t know how to play or what to do.

He is the number one scorer of all the kids.

His first scrimmage game he made 6 goals!

I was impressed, seeing as I’d never practiced with him at home, and he has only seen a few soccer games on TV.

One thing I noticed during my kids soccer practice is that Bear gets VERY emotionally involved!

He tries in desperation to keep the other team from scoring. Should they score he often starts crying about it.

Should his own team score, even if he isn’t the one who scored the goal, he is elated, he jumps into the air with his hands raised above his head in triumph.

It’s very entertaining to watch, lol!

The crying has got to stop though. I’ve resorted to bribes.

Should he make it through an entire practice without crying he is rewarded with a treat, lol!

So far this method has been successful.

Now I’ve just got to work on getting him to forget to ask for a treat when he doesn’t cry.

I’ve got to wean him…..

@–>–Rose