Cold (Cereal) War

colorful cerealThe cereal aisle is a minefield and, last weekend, I blew my leg off with the help of a leprechaun. That’s a little graphic for Lucky Charms; but, you get the idea.

I wasn’t really eating Lucky Charms – I had Kashi’s Heart to Heart Oat Flakes & Blueberry Clusters. The whole box. Yes, I ate the whole box in two days. It’s only 1400 calories for that whole box, true; but, it’s hardly a balanced diet now, is it?

Mine number one for cold cereal is the convenience of it. When I’m tired or just don’t feel like cooking, it’s so simple to just reach on top of the refrigerator, grab the box, pour a bowl of it, top with almond milk and dig in. It’s so much easier to pour that bowl than it is to actually cook a meal, right? However, as I’ve learned in all of my research, our healthiest diets come from enjoying a wide variety of foods that give us a wide variety of vitamins and minerals. Cereal just doesn’t do that. And, did you notice how there was no mention of measuring an actual serving there?  That’s mine number two.

One serving of the Kashi cereal has 200 calories. Not bad, right? Well, a serving is one cup. One. Cup. Measure that out. It’s not much, is it? Even using the little rice bowl from my sushi set, it doesn’t come close to looking like a very filling breakfast, much less feeling like one. And many cereals with purportedly low calories per serving have an even smaller serving size. Be sure to check the ingredients on those low calorie options, too. Many of them are loaded with mine number three.

That, of course, is sugar. They may call it sugar, cane syrup, corn syrup, sucrose, fructose, dextrose, or many other things; but, at the end of the day, it’s sugar. Consuming refined sugar in foods sets me (maybe not you, but certainly me) up for cravings about 30 minutes after I’ve eaten, regardless of how filling the package says the cereal is. And that’s mine number four.

It’s the marketing. Gluten free. Whole grains. News flash: neither claim translates to “good for you.” Gluten free is necessary if you have gluten sensitivity or celiac disease; however, if you don’t, it’s meaningless. It’s the new buzz phrase. And remember, taffy, Rice Crispie treats, Tootsie rolls, and hot fudge are all also gluten free. As for cereals made with whole grains, sure, there are all kinds of healthful options – options like Cheerios or Special K. Or, there are other options like Lucky Charms, made with whole grains (and marshmallows), Cinnamon Toast Crunch (that actually leaves sugar in the bowl) and let’s not forget Fruit Loops (there’s just so much to say there that I can’t even start).

Now, if you’re one of those people who can actually keep a box of cereal until it goes stale, then you’re the Eisenhower of breakfast cereal. I tip my hat to you on account of I’m more along the lines of Hoover – the vacuum, not the president. If a box of cereal lasts three days in my house it’s because I was out of town for two of them. But, if you don’t require adult supervision, then cold cereal is a great, occasional breakfast option. If you’re like me, it’s probably best to leave the box on aisle two.

After all, what’s the point in engaging in cold cereal war when you know you’ve already lost?

 

You Have to Get Used to the Water

High TeaGrowing up, I worked at Wall Pool in Brookhaven, MS, for more summers than I care to think about. The town itself was on the small side; but, there was nothing small about that pool. Olympic and a half long, Olympic and a half wide, the thing was a monster built a million years ago. Okay, so maybe not a million, but I remember taking lessons in its frigid water when we moved to the town in 1969. I was tiny, but I remember the cold water and my teacher, Mr. Leonard whose swim trunks were white with different colored handprints all over them.

Anyway, the important thing here is that the water was FRIGID. That whole gigantic volume of water was fully filtered every thirty minutes which kept it extremely cold. After a couple of cloudy, rainy days, it would take your breath away to dive into; but, that was the only way to get in. If I tried to ease in, it just prolonged the torture. I dove in, took the shock and got it over with.

I thought about that as I wrote yesterday’s piece on changing food choices and eating habits. That’s one thing I could not have dived right into. I had to take some time to get used to the water.

Sunday morning, I met my friend Mark at his house so that we could carpool to where we were meeting friends to go kayaking. He had made breakfast before I arrived – cinnamon rolls, sausage, biscuits and sausage gravy. :-/ None of which I could eat. I’d eaten breakfast before leaving home; but, I still felt like a weirdo refusing the rolls and biscuits, “No, thanks. I haven’t eaten bread in a few weeks.” “Sausage? Thanks, but I haven’t eaten animal protein, either. ” Finally, he just pointed to the coffee pot. “Um, well, you see, I haven’t had caffeine in ….”

How different from when I first began The Big Reduction!

When I first began, I ate no meat on one day of the week – but I probably had eggs even on that day, I don’t remember. One day, I ate only fish; but, the other days, I ate whatever meat I wanted – beef, pork, chicken, turkey, whatever. I just watched my portions. I could no more have gone three weeks without animal protein then than I could have run a marathon! I still can’t run a marathon; but, I’m doing just fine without consuming animal protein.

I started my journey by reducing my meat and wheat intake and by increasing my non-starchy vegetable intake. I concentrated on getting the most nutrients I could for every calorie I consumed. I stayed full, reduced cravings and felt healthier almost immediately. As time has gone by, I’ve reduced my meat and wheat intake still further until, now, it’s almost non-existent. However, I don’t necessarily advocate that for everyone.

As I’ve said before and will say again (I’m sure): listen to your body. Get the highest number of nutrients you can for every calorie you ingest. Limit or eliminate empty calories; but, (and here’s the really important part) craft a menu and food regimen (I refuse to use the word “diet” here) that works for you. Adopt it at a pace that you can live with; but, start it.

If you can take the plunge all at once, more power to you and go for it! However, if you’re like me, you’ll need to ease your way into a thoroughly healthful plan.

You’ve got to get used to the water first.

 

A Sure Thing

“Psst! Hey, buddy! Over here. I gotta tip for you in the third. Starduster. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s a sure thing.” racing form

Uh-huh. Right. Nothing’s a sure thing….except when it is.

I’ve shared with you that for several months I felt very angry that I failed at some things professionally despite doing what I was told would ensure success. Get a degree. Check. Put in more effort than required at work. Check. Well, nothing really ensures success, does it? I’ve spent decades working and doing my very best, believing that professional success and appropriate compensation would follow. Only it didn’t happen that way and I was some seriously ticked off about it.

Yesterday, I was talking to my son and that subject of “if-then” arose – “If I work hard, then I will be rewarded.” We talked about how disappointing it is when you realize that the “then” you want doesn’t necessarily follow every “if.”

Except in MMORPGs, diet and exercise.

If I put in the time and effort on, say, World of Warcraft, my character will level up. It will gain the power I need for it to have to accomplish the goals I have for it….or so I’m told. I don’t know from massive multi-player online role playing games. I don’t have the patience for them; but, given their enormous popularity with a wide range of people, clearly, others do have that patience.

In terms of diet and exercise, the MMORPG king and I discussed the American culture of helplessness and victimhood, and how that shows in our increasing waistlines. “My family are all big-boned.” “It’s my genes. All my family are big; so, I’m going to be big, too.” “I don’t have time to eat healthy. It’s drive-thru or nothing.” “I travel too much and it’s impossible to eat healthy on the road.”

Poppycock.

Unless your family are brontosaurus, you’re not THAT big-boned. Now, okay, so there are some real, physiological reasons for obesity – hypothyroidism for one – that make it extremely difficult for a person to achieve and/or maintain a healthy weight. And, while eating healthfully at restaurants isn’t easy, it is possible. So, that list is total crap. Just garbage lies that we tell ourselves – and I say “ourselves” because I told myself many of those very same lies. And, worse, I believed them!

We are not victims of our genes. We are not helpless against circumstances. We have the power to make the changes….if we want to.

Here’s a sure thing: if we change the food we eat to primarily plant-based foods (limiting refined sugars and with only a small percentage of those foods being from grains) we will achieve and maintain a healthy weight. If we exercise regularly, conscientiously, and correctly, we will see changes in our bodies. Period. Those are truths you can take to the bank.

If I stop ordering burgers and fries and, instead, order salads (and use only the tiniest portion of the dressing) at the drive-thru, I will lose weight. If I go to the gym three to four times a week and I lift weights as guided by a knowledgeable personal trainer, I will see results. My muscles will become more defined. I will become stronger. My body will burn energy more effectively. It will happen.

I hear people say all of the time that they “can’t lose weight.” Pardon me, but at the risk of repeating myself, that’s crap. I’ll buy that they haven’t been able to lose weight before – I’ve been on those same diets; but, I will not accept that they are unable to do it…ever. There’s no cosmic jury that points at us and says, “That one. The one with the red hair and the mole by her lip. Let’s make her fat forever. Let’s make her think that she can lose weight when she really can’t.” (insert maniacal laughter) NO! THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN! I’m the redhead with the mole. I’m living proof.

For far too long, I believed that Fat was my only sure reality. Now, three years and 94 pounds later, I know that my only sure reality is the one I chose. In the world of diet and exercise, IF I eat appropriately and exercise committedly, THEN I will see results.

It’s a sure thing.

 

 

 

Late Summer is Grapes!

20140906_212741Saturday morning, I was reminded that it’s late summer and time for some of my very favorite fruit – natural grapes! At the farmers’ market, I picked up some Concord grapes and at the grocery store I got scuppernongs. Mmmmm!

Of course, you are familiar with Concord grapes. They mass produce jelly and juice with those. But have you ever just eaten one? I took frozen ones kayaking on the Buffalo River yesterday and just popped them in my mouth along the way. They were like bite-sized popsicles. Fantastic! Each cup of Concord grapes contains about: 62 calories, .3 g of fat, 2 mg of sodium, .8 g dietary fiber, 15 g of sugar (for a total of 15.8 g of carbohydrates), .6 g of protein, 12.9 mg of calcium and 175.7 mg of potassium. They are also a good source of the phytonutrients polyphenols – the antioxidants that help minimize damage from LDL cholesterol and help keep your arteries clean, clear and flexible.

Scuppernongs are bronze muscadines native to the southeastern United States. In Middle Tennessee, they come from Paulk Vineyards. And if you haven’t tried them, you need to remedy that this season. They are so yummy! They taste a lot like white grape juice – both sweet and tart. One cup of scuppernongs contains about: 68 calories, .5 g of protein, .4 g of fat, 3 g of dietary fiber, 1 g of soluble fiber, 9 g of sugar (for a total of 12 g of carbohydrates), 5 mg of sodium, 17 mg of calcium, 163 mg of potassium, 5 mg of magnesium, 7 mg of vitamin C.

Muscadines also come in a dark-skinned variety. At Mississippi State, the dairy science department uses them to make the most heavenly iced cream – muscadine ripple. I get a cone of it every time I visit the university. Seriously – Paradise on a cake one. The enology department makes juices (which you can buy) and wines (which you cannot) from the native grapes. In Tennessee, there are wineries that both make and sell wines they produce from dark-skinned muscadines. Those little fruits have different benefits. One cup of them contains about: 76 calories,  .5 g of protein, .4 g of fat, 3 g of dietary fiber, 1 g of soluble fiber, 11 g of sugar (for a total of 14 g of carbohydrates), 7 mg of sodium, 24 mg of calcium, 167 mg of potassium, 5 mg of magnesium, 6 mg of vitamin C.

The skins of these grapes are actually pretty tough, making the grape resistant to pests, disease and fungi. Both varieties of muscadines contain just loads of antioxidants which are primarily found in those tough skins; so, be prepared to chew away!

Be aware that all of these grape varieties have seeds. But, you know what? There are a lot worse things than grape seeds, particularly when you consider some of the research that shows the nutritional value of those seeds. And, after you’ve tasted these and realize how much more flavorful they are than seedless grapes of any kind, you won’t mind the seeds a bit! The seedless grapes are sweet and good, I’m not denying that; however, Concord grapes, scuppernongs and muscadines have fuller flavors. Once you taste them, you’ll know.

Hybrid, seedless grapes are good for the rest of the year; but late summer is naturally grape!

 

Make Me a Decaf

At work last night, we were talking about coffee, tea, sodas and caffeine. Everyone agreed that caffeine was absolutely necessary for them – no way they could give it up. I once felt exactly the same way – until three weeks ago.

That’s when I gave it up.

After those first few days when a universe was born inside my skull and after my ears stopped bleeding, I started getting used to it. I quit drinking coffee and Diet Coke a week before I went on 100% juice; so, I don’t really think that the extreme fatigue I experienced then was related to becoming decaffeinated. But, it might have been. Regardless, in spite of the Sunday when I could not lift my head off the pillow, the process of decaffeinating myself didn’t kill me.

So, I was wrong. I CAN give up caffeine. I can and I DID. And, at the moment, I have no plans to put it back into my diet.

Food_Drinks_Herbal_tea_033285_As I sit here at my kitchen table, drinking my cup of orange spice herbal tea, I am loving that there are no artificial sweeteners in my system from diet foods, drinks, gum, or other snacks. And I love that there are no stimulants coursing through my blood that my body didn’t make for itself.

Oh, my! I really may be turning into a bean freak! Soon I’ll be going everywhere barefoot. I’ll start saying “man” and “groovy” all the time (wait, I already say “groovy” all the time). I’ll go to Burning Man.  I’ll stop shaving. Alright, that’s a little much. I’m not giving up my Schick. But, still, I’m liking this new experience.

I really like that my heartbeat is more normal. You see, I have an irregular heartbeat, the cardiologist I saw many years ago called it a premature heartbeat. I went to see him because, while I didn’t think I was having a heart attack, I felt a sensation in my chest that just wasn’t right. He said that drugs could treat the condition; but, that the side effects from the drugs were worse than the condition itself! Since he said that the condition wasn’t going to hurt me, I have never treated it. Instead, I’ve used it as a stress barometer. When life is calm, I may feel the odd beat once every one or two days. When I’m under a lot of stress, I feel the odd beat twenty or more times in a single day. Any sort of ingested stimulant increases the frequency; so, drinking my Diet Cokes makes it worse. Can I tell you that I haven’t felt the odd beat at all in the last couple of weeks? It’s pretty fantastic, I must say.

I still like a nice, hot cup of something now and again; so, I’ve begun exploring the world of herbal teas. Thus far, chamomile is a total no-go for me..yick. But, orange spice, pomegranate pizzazz, and vanilla Sleepytime are all big favorites. If you’ve got a favorite, I’d love to hear about it!

So, like I said, I have no plans to reintroduce caffeine into my diet. I’m going to continue to make myself a decaf!

When Where and When are Why

Let’s play a little game of word association. If I say birthday, you say? Cake. If I say movie, you say? Popcorn. Burger? Fries. Christmas? Cookies. Thanksgiving? Turkey. So many of the things we do and events we celebrate are so solidly paired with foods that we can hardly think of one without the other, right?

whowhatwhereWhen I was first starting to eat mindfully and make healthful choices, a large part of my struggle was unpairing events and food. It was similar to when I quit smoking…every single time I did it.

I smoked when I drove, when I drank coffee, when I drank beer or when I read on Saturday afternoons. When I decided to give up the cancer sticks, I had to change other behaviors, as well. It was difficult – very difficult. I had to find substitute behaviors to fill the void the cigarettes left. When I drank coffee or read, I filled that void with food, which turned out to be a totally different struggle, as you know. When I drank beer, I filled the void with drink stirrers. I chewed on them.

One night when I was out in Atlanta with friends, drinking Guinness and debating the pros and cons of the death penalty (light conversation for light beer), I nearly took the waiter’s hand off for trying to take my collection of drink stirrers. Others at the table were smoking, but I was dutifully chewing on my little plastic straws. Ridiculous? Sure, but it got me through the night.

I thought of that night on Monday when I went to see the new Sin City with my friend David – the one who remembers to get butter all the way through the popcorn. I didn’t have any popcorn that day, but it was a struggle – not because I was hungry, I wasn’t. But because eating popcorn is just what I do at the movies.

It’s the Where and When that is the Why.

When I’m at home, I eat salted peanuts in the shell; but, I’m pretty sure the Roxy would frown on me dragging in a bag of peanuts then leaving bits of shell everywhere. Plus, there would be the blood after the other viewers tore me limb from limb for making all that racket. Nah. The teenagers at the theater definitely don’t get paid enough to deal with that. My struggle to keep my mitts out of the popcorn bucket decreased as the movie went on, not only because of the implied and displayed gore of the film but also because I got more and more comfortable with just not eating while I watched.

Making healthful food choices at home is a challenge due to budget, time and convenience. Making them out and about is a challenge largely due to availability. But the challenge for making mindful choices is the same regardless of location. It’s important to my continuing health improvement that I eat mindfully and purposefully rather than habitually.

It’s vital that my Why is the Why I chose, not the one Where and When did.

One of Life’s Great Mysteries

its-a-mystery-500x325Okay, maybe not a great one, but still…..

Checking in with an update on my modified juicing plan. I climbed on the scales this morning and saw no more weight loss than when I stopped with the full-on juicing plan. Disappointing? Yes. However, the mystery comes in when I say that I see more weight loss. My clothes are far looser, my thighs and forearms are much smaller. I know I have lost more weight than the scales show; so, what’s the deal?

The only answer I can come up with is a fat/muscle exchange. While I am losing fat, I am gaining muscle from my little living room workouts.

Or maybe, because I’m a girl and all, I’m just retaining fluid.

I don’t know and, frankly, I don’t really care. I feel fantastic! I am late publishing today because I was exhausted after work. That, however, was the result of not getting enough sleep over the weekend, not because of the fatigue I experienced when I was consuming only juice. I really do feel better than I have in a very long time.

For breakfast, I usually have some Bob’s Red Mill 8 Grain hot cereal with bananas and cinnamon or with blueberries. (Thanks, Chele, for leaving that here when you visited!) For my first snack, I have a juice – yesterday it was carrot cake juice made with carrots, an apple, sweet potatoes and cinnamon. For lunch, I have steamed or roasted vegetables – yesterday it was green beans, asparagus and onions. For my second snack, I have another juice or a piece of fruit and tea – yesterday it was an orange with lemon tea. And, for dinner, I have more veggies – yesterday it was roasted Portobello mushrooms with spinach, and caramelized onions and peppers.

I haven’t consumed any animal protein at all in several weeks and, much to my complete dismay, I feel great! I had a deviled egg about three weeks ago, but that was the last thing. I would never have expected this! I am not craving meat or eggs. I don’t feel hungry like before. And I feel energized and focused.

So, whatever the reason for static scale numbers co-existing with smaller hips, I’m okay with it!

The Buffet Diet

When my son was a little guy, sometimes it was a wonder just watching him eat. As a toddler, he could put away two eggs, a piece of toast, two slices of bacon and a glass of milk. The child had two hollow legs and a hole in one foot! No kidding, he ate like a field hand.

But only when he was about to have a growth spurt.

He would carb up, chow down, get a little round in the middle, then stop eating almost completely as he shot up. During the times when he was growing and off his food, I would mix Pediasure with milk to give him chocolate milkshakes, or what he called his “nutritionals.”

As the toddler became the little boy, the little boy became the big boy, and the big boy became the young man, the volume of food ingested prior to growth spurts became almost staggering. He drank up to four gallons of milk a week and could just about eat us out of house and home. “All You Can Eat Buffet” became the priority feature when choosing a restaurant for him and I was all for it, as well.

I could eat a plate of salad, another of meat and veggies (and I use the term veggies loosely), and a final plate of dessert. I wanted to get my money’s worth, didn’t I? Of course, I did! And, boy, did I ever! Right on up to about 240 pounds. I could barely fit in the chairs. I was just one milkshake away from needing a seat belt extension when I flew. Of course, that wasn’t all from buffets, but goodness knows I enjoyed every morsel they had to offer.

Fast forward three years and few things are as effective as an All You Can Eat Buffet for getting me back on track for eating correctly.

As I mentioned yesterday, I went with some coworkers at a local breakfast buffet on Saturday morning. Nearly everything on the buffet was either bread (muffins, waffles, pancakes), animal protein (eggs, bacon, sausage, hash), carbs (hashbrowns, home fries, sawmill gravy) or sugar (canned fruit, syrup, chocolate gravy). Oatmeal was the only marginally healthy option. I say marginally because there was a film of grease over nearly everything – a film that three years ago, I wouldn’t have even noticed. Now, it makes my stomach turn.

All you can eat 3.aiIt also makes my stomach turn to see obese diners who are like I once was – unable to fit into a single chair comfortably, going back for second and third helpings, gorging on more calories than they need to consume in two days, consuming more sodium than they need in three days, clogging their arteries, confounding their insulin production, putting stress on their organs and on their joints. And feeding their already overweight children the same way.

And it doesn’t matter if it’s a breakfast buffet or a lunch or dinner one. Lunch or dinner ones offer more “vegetables;” but, overcooked string beans, limp turnip or collard greens cooked with fat back, mushy buttered baby carrots, fried okra, corn fritters, fried squash, fried macaroni and cheese, iceberg lettuce are hardly sources of good nutrition. The nutrition has been cooked out of or negated in all the cooked veggies and the salads are mostly iceberg lettuce which is water and fiber.

Next time you find yourself at one of these buffets, rather than looking at the buffet with your stomach, look with your intellect. Is what you see offered there going to move you towards better health or is it going to sabotage your efforts? Use these tips to eat mindfully, or go on the Buffet Diet and start with a great big serving of turn around and leave.

Just Because…A Human Lives Here, Too

“I’ll take ‘Blog Goddess Jon Anne Doty’ for $1000, Alex”

“Fastidious Housekeeper”

“What is ‘apt description’?”

“No, I’m sorry! What we were looking for there was ‘What is an implausible epitaph’?”

les-miserables-madame thenardierYeah, that’s what will happen if I’m ever a Jeopardy category. Some poor schmuck (who never read my blog) will lose a grand. Fastidious housekeeper? Me? In the immortal words of Madame Thenardier: Don’t make me laugh!

My Just Because plan for the weekend was stormed out. I had planned to go to Normandy Lake and learn to paddle board; however, scattered and isolated thunderstorms were predicted all weekend long and I spent WAY too much time as a swimming instructor and lifeguard to even think about going on the water in a storm. While I was thinking about a Plan B, I began to do a little housework and, soon, cleaning my house became my Plan B.

Now, you’re probably thinking that housecleaning is more of a Have To than a Just Because. Well, here’s the thing: because of my bizarre schedule, when I’m at home, I’m usually writing or asleep, mostly asleep. I do dishes, floors, laundry and the stuff I have to do to function; but, dusting, window cleaning, floor scrubbing, and closet organization just doesn’t happen. If it’s pretty on the weekend, I want to be outside in the sun before I really do turn into a vampire. I don’t want to be inside doing housework. So I don’t. However, as a result, sometimes it’s a little hard to tell that a human lives in this house with the Horde.

So, on Saturday, after breakfast with co-workers at a local buffet (more on that tomorrow) and a trip to the Farmers’ Market on the Square, I did household chores. I took off my recycling, shampooed carpets, washed curtains and windows, bathed dogs, flea-treated cats, organized closets and drawers, scrubbed floors, and donated clothes. Today, I will finish organizing the kitchen, wash linens, iron clothes (while watching movies), and read.

And, when I go to sleep, I will be tired. I will still be disappointed that I didn’t get to paddle board; but, ultimately, I will be okay with the rain that kept me indoors. Just Because my house is once again a home.

Play It Again, Stella

As I think I’ve mentioned, I have quite the menagerie – two dogs, four indoor cats, and several feral kitties that I feed. So, when my friend Sean (he of the fabulous socks) and his wife had only two dogs themselves, theirs would come join our pack when the Opreas would go out of town. (Click on the link. Yes, Sean and Erin really do look like that. Crazy fit!)

241913_10150981526903197_988149809_oAnyway, they have this one Lab mix named Stella. Stella has had some traumatic events in her life and has rather a unique personality as a result. But one thing about her is all Labrador – that dog loves to fetch! As a human, this game has a short life-span for me. Five or ten throws and I’m pretty much done. Not Stella! She will bring the ball back to you to throw again and again until you throw your arm off with it. Then, she’ll bring the ball AND your arm back to you. She just loves to play.

Which reminds me of children and how they love to play. As adults, we lose a lot of that. We run for exercise, to make a meeting or to beat that extreme couponer to the check-out line. We don’t run “just because.” Now think about toddlers. When was the last time you saw a toddler walk anywhere? They typically don’t. They run. They run because it’s new to them. They run because everything around them is exciting and they want to get in on it as soon as possible. They run because they can. They run for joy.

As adults, it is SO easy to let the day-to-day slog of going to work, paying bills, fixing leaky faucets, grocery shopping, vet visits, etc., to drain our joy. Under daily pressures, the easiest thing in the world to forget is to have fun – real belly laughing fun.

This weekend, do something just for the fun of it. Go to a movie or to a batting cage. Play miniature golf or regular golf. Go for a swim or a hike. Lie on a blanket on the grass. Do something “just because.”

I’ve already got a “just because” planned for myself. Check back with me on Monday to see how it went. Until then, enJOY your weekend and your holiday!

Remember to play.

Thoughts about everything and nothing in an effort to be a better person than I was yesterday.