I’ve stumbled upon a link site called LifeRemix.  It’s basically a site that is almost like Google Reader where it takes certain sites, gives the headlines and short snippet of what was posted on a given day.  The headline for the site is “Great Writing About Great Lives”.  Yesterday there were stories from Unclutterer, Freelanceswitch, Ikeahacker, The Simple Dollar, and Get Rich Slowly.  It’s nice to have all these updated in one place where I can just browse the blogs at any given time and see new content.  I think my favorite yesterday was from The Simple Dollar where it was debated whether or not a basement greenhouse was worth the trouble.  Of course I live in Florida and have tomatoes growing in my back yard…I’ll post a picture later.

Saturday Fun Day

Saturday my husband and I went to Fernandina Beach, Florida, which is about a 45 minute drive from our home.  We went there just for a date day and had a fabulous time.  We browsed stores, found some great deals for Christmas gifts, ate lunch on an outdoor patio at a Mexican restaurant, stopped in two local dive bars and found some delicious pecan pralines at a fudge shop, which was the perfect ending to a perfect day!


In June I was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis that turned into a nightmare of a flare just before Thanksgiving.  I am now on many medications, one of which is Prednisone, which is wreaking havoc on me.  It wasn’t so bad when I was taking 40 mg, but to get the inflammation down, I was bumped to 60 mg a day.  My face and abdomen are now changing shape, I’m having severe night sweats (from it and other meds) and now I’m having stabbing knee pain.  All to get rid of inflammation…how ironic that we’re given something to take to counteract one problem that leads to other problems.  Can’t wait to wean off of this stuff for sure!


Yes, I’ve been MIA for the latter part of this year.  I’ll just leave it at the fact that it’s been a ridiculous year for me and my health and I will soon finally on the road to recovery with a new medical team with the Borland-Groover Clinic.

One of my goals (I despise the phrase New Years Resolution) for 2012 is to post more often, as it keeps me writing about more than just school work.  It keeps the creative juices flowing and it gives me an escape from the harsh reality that is my health.

Hopefully more to come more often…


Have you ever wondered why some people refuse to recycle, even when it’s extremely simple for them to do so?

In our office we have bottled water delivered.  Yes, it is VERY non-environmental friendly for everyone in our office to walk around with bottles of water, but that’s the way it is.  Anyway, we were sent a notice from the management company of our complex that they were going to start a recycling program.  All we had to do was bag the recyclables in a different bag and put them in a special trash can within the complex.  Now, let me tell you how easy it is for our employees.  All they have to do is drop it in the special bin to the right of the doorway in the breakroom.  That’s it!  They don’t have to wash it out, crush it up, or anything.  Just drop it in the special bin. 

It must be extremely difficult to reach the right arm to the right & drop the bottle because many times I find water bottles in the regular trash to the left of the same doorway.  I’m beginning to think it’s a conspiracy!  I mean really, how difficult is this?  😉 

On the other hand, we have friends who live in neighboring counties who used to recycle, but no longer do so because the city simply stopped the program.  It was too costly for them to continue the program.  Pretty sad, huh?

I wish I could say that I wrote this post because I care about the environment.  I really do, honest!  I’m the crazy person in the office that digs the water bottles out of the regular trash cans and drops them in the recycling bin.  I’m also the crazy person who saves any cardboard from Starbucks (only when I forget my cloth sleeve, of course), so that I can recycle it at home.  Well, the real reason I wrote this post is to shamelessly lead people to a website.  It’s a contest to help me win a scholarship that I desperately need.  Please visit this site as often as you like, as I don’t see anywhere that it says you cannot click on it more than once per IP address; only that it has to be a valid IP address.  So, please visit now and ask your friends to visit my blog and click on the site.  Thanks for your help!!

Red Tape

This is in response to Max Borders on our compulsive urge to regulate.

Regulation and red tape in the food industry can be seen in any farmer’s market, small restaurant, and mom and pop food store.  I understand the need to protect against diseases like botulism, but it has truly gotten out of hand.  Americans used to be able to have a dream and go after that dream.  Unfortunately, without money, that is seldom the case anymore.

I grew up going to the Waldo Farmer’s Market in Waldo, Florida.  Waldo is a tiny speed trap of a town with a giant flea market/farmer’s market.  People sell everything from Avon and pets to tractor parts and food.  What are noticeably missing are home grown canned items.  One can buy hot dogs at the small shack, boiled peanuts at the end of the aisle, and all the mustard greens they can eat, but there are absolutely no home-canned items. 

Another place home canned items appear to be missing are in small restaurants.  When I first moved to Jacksonville, Florida, we started going to Matanzas Inlet to a tiny waterfront restaurant.  They had the best Dattle pepper sauce I’ve ever had.  They used to bottle and sell the sauce to their adoring fans.  We went there in 2008 and suddenly it was unavailable for purchase.  One could still have it at the restaurant but due to the red tape involved in bottling and selling the sauce, the restaurant had to stop selling it to customers.  Of course, I have known people who leave extremely generous tips and walk out with the bottle, but that is saved for another essay.

Another place that is suddenly missing home canned items is the mom and pop grocery store.  Taking trips to West Virginia and North Carolina, there are many small family owned stores.  They carry many things from homemade jam and preserves to localized souvenirs.  On a recent trip we noticed that a small fun store between Charleston, SC and Savannah, GA had changed the labels on all their jams.  When we asked about it, they told us that with all the red tape, they had to stop selling their own jams and go with a larger company that specialized.  The jam was ok, but it just wasn’t the same. 

Although it was probably for health reasons, the red tape in America has gotten out of hand.  It has taken money and amazing food from farmer’s markets, small restaurants and mom and pop food stores.  Many times change is for the better.  This is one of those times that change has taken a step backwards.

Did You Miss Me?

I’ve been missing for a while.  I found out I was pregnant and then had a miscarriage.  It was absolutely horrible, but thankfully the miscarriage went well without a D&C. 

I’m now back and must submit essays for scholarships in the public eye.  Feel free to comment on them and give your opinion.  They are, after all, my opinon.

I hope all is well with everyone in my blog roll and I look forward to getting back in the swing of things!