Going Bananas!

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Yesterday we went to a bouncy house place with a friend and the kids wanted a snack. The place had chips and other processed foods for snacks and doesn't allow you to bring your own. The kids were cranky and crying and upset. I caved and told them they could have a banana.

They were happy. I was not.

A Date to Enjoy

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So, my husband and I went out for dinner and drinks last night at a local hot spot.

He enjoyed  a top shelf whiskey, calamari and a salad.  I asked the waitress for a glass of water, hold the lemon.....and a Merlot.

We had a great time and I was even accused of flirting with the father of my children ;}

Wasn't 100% non-GMO, but I learned something:

I can enjoy an organic allergy free portabella mushroom sauteed with redpeppers, peas, and garlic and an organic baked potato at home while the babysitter is putting the kids to bed, pack a couple of organic Medjool Dates and organic sea-salted roasted sunflower seeds and I'm good to go for a fantastic night out with the hubs.

It's a process. One day I'll find a non-gmo vineyard, and get my wine on at home before hand too.

Day 2: GMO =1 ME =0



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 Today I set out on a busy outing filled with friends. I did not prepare and instead of bringing along my favorite teas I instead enjoyed an irresistable peppermint tea by Celestial Seasonings.

Could have been so simple, just slip in a few organic tea bags in my purse.

I just put a few in my jacket pocket, on my way out for a date with my husband. THIS should be interesting.

McKormick Just got the Boot

Ran out of my organic cinnamon this morning and reached for an old McCormick backup. I caught myself and put it down. Went to the pantry and took a look around. I have lots of those backups from when I started changing my pantry over to organic. I kept them because I could not justify wasting them.

The McCormick stuff is now in my compost pile. I hope Mother Earth can do a better job breaking down the components in the soil than I could ever do in my intestines.

Today I feel justified throwing products that are not certified organic, OUT. How else will we make room for better practices?

Going Ghandi: State of Mind on the eve of TKOing GMOs



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* I totally get that a TKO is very un-Ghandi like - but un-perfections are allowed here ;} *

After researching news on GMO foods for the Toxic Nutrition article I'm publishing tomorrow for the Urban Times Magazine Food For Thought series, I realize I have been giving too many allowances on the convenience front of food. I have gone to Dunkin Donuts, Starbucks, and local restaurants too many times this past month for my liking. Birthday, Saturday post-swim lesson diner dates for the kids, school vacation outings....kid's cranky while we're on the road and I haven't packed enough snack from home....oh, it has been all about convenience. I can do better, I have before; I will again! I'm sharing the struggle, the losses and the triumphs - and hope to learn a valuable thing or two in the process.

I'm going Ghandi.

Here's my favorite Ghandi story courtesy Avani Mehta

Be The Change You Want To See In This World – Mahatma Gandhi

During 1930′s, a young boy had become obsessed with eating sugar. His mother was very upset with this. But no matter how much she scolded him and tried to break his habit, he continued to satisfy his sweet tooth. Totally frustrated, she decided to take her son to see his idol – Mahatma Gandhi; perhaps her son would listen to him.
She walked miles, for hours under scorching sun to finally reach Gandhi’s ashram. There, she shared with Gandhi her predicament. -
“Bapu, my son eats too much sugar. It is not good for his health. Would you please advise him to stop eating it?”
Gandhi listened to the woman carefully, thought for a while and replied,
“Please come back after two weeks. I will talk to your son.”
The woman looked perplexed and wondered why had he not asked the boy to stop eating sugar right away. She took the boy by the hand and went home.
Two weeks later they revisited Gandhi. Gandhi looked directly at the boy and said,
“Boy, you should stop eating sugar. It is not good for your health.”
The boy nodded and promised he would not continue this habit any longer. The boy’s mother was puzzled. She turned to Gandhi and asked,
“Bapu, Why didn’t you tell him that two weeks ago when I brought him here to see you?”
Gandhi smiled,
“Mother, two weeks ago I was eating a lot of sugar myself.”