Monday, February 25, 2013

Murphy is Slacking

On Friday our cub scouts got the opportunity to do the flag ceremony for an Eagle Court of Honor.

While doing my research I learned A LOT about flag ceremonies.  For instance, the color guard isn't supposed to salute, say the Pledge of Allegiance, or sing the national anthem.  That is because it is their duty to guard the flag, and nothing else.

Sadly, only 2 of our cub scouts would be able to make it, and you technically need at least three.

This is when an odd-but-fortunate set of events began to take place.


Do you know Murphy's Law?  It says, "Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."

My mother would always mention it.  Usually it was while my father and her were trying to get out the door to go to the temple.  
Temple recommends went suddenly missing
Cars stopped working
Babysitters couldn't make it
Electricity went out
Children became sick...

Well, on Friday, Murphy must have been slacking...  Seriously slacking...  Or busy bugging someone more important... (Maybe concentrating on bringing in the snow storm...)

Friday morning I was talking to my mom.  She mentioned that her ward temple night was that night.  She was sad they wouldn't be able to go because they didn't have care for Dallin. 

I suddenly realized the remote possibility of having a 3rd cub scout for the flag ceremony.  Aaron is exactly the same age as our cub scouts.  In fact, he just received his wolf, and is now working on his bear.  It was just crazy that the one night of the month when I might get to watch Aaron coincided with the night our cubs were doing the flag ceremony.

My mom mentioned that Dallin's morning helper was late... supposed to be there at 8... it's now 8:30... (Turns out the helper thought he was supposed to be there at 10).

I told her about my cub scout conundrum, and how we would LOVE to watch Aaron if they're able to make it to the temple, but he needs to bring his scout shirt. haha. (my mom knows I was teasing)

Now, just for a second, you might be confused, so lets go off topic.  Aaron and Dallin are both my brothers.  I would love to watch them both.  However, Dallin has Muscular Dystrophy and is confined to a wheelchair.  In order for him to go places, my parents have to use their wheel-chair accessible van.   This van uses about 4 times the gas of any normal vehicle (maybe I'm exaggerating, but you get my point, it's expensive to drive long distances in it, and my parents live an hour away from me, and even further from the closest temple.)  My family is able to get a helper to come in and transfer/spend time with/help Dallin, and this is usually the only time when both my parents can leave the house at the same time, but when they do, they have to find someone else to watch Aaron if they want to have a date.

So, since Dallin's helper was now almost an hour late, my mom called the service, and asked if his helper could come that night instead...  Which he could!

So, through an odd set of coincidences, which I was previously convinced only happen in books, my parents got to go to their ward temple night, and our scouts had 3 boys for the flag ceremony!  Which, can I say, they rocked.  The scout in our troop who called out the orders MEMORIZED the commands!  They each did so well.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Ode to Sugar

Sugar, thy sweetness upon my lips.
Thou art my seductress, my vixen.
ya... that's all I've got... I'm not much of a poet...


(Sugaraholics Anonymus)
Hi, my name is Alicia.

"Hi Alicia"

It's been 16 hours since I last had sugar.  Probably the longest I've ever gone ;)

I've been addicted to sugar since before I can remember.  You might say that sugar doesn't count as an addiction, but (one of the many) definitions of addiction is: "Impaired control over substances or behavior, preoccupation with substance or behavior, continued use despite consequences, and denial."

Sugar isn't good for you.  I know this.  High intake can lead to becoming overweight and/or getting diabetes.  There are no nutrients in sugar.  I don't need to eat sugar...  But still I consume it...  In unreasonably high quantities...

I remember every Halloween, when I would decide to save some of this candy for later...  but then... eating it all, and not feeling even a little sick, just full of energy... and FREE!!!

Then spotting my sister's saved candy a month later and wondering HOW!?!?!  Admiring her for her self control, and hating myself for the lack of it.  Fighting with myself over stealing some, and eventually, disgustingly, giving in and stealing some, and eating it in my room amid battling feelings of regret, disgust, and NEED!

Sneaking the ice cream out of the freezer and bringing it into the BATHROOM (gross!) to eat it, so my parents wouldn't catch me.  Telling myself, just a little more, and I'll put it back... but now it looks different on top... I better even it out... don't want to get caught... and end up eating half the carton...

The cake on top of the fridge... (I think it had a clown on it)  I repeatedly dug my finger into the icing every time I passed...  I knew I shouldn't... I tried to resist... Tried so hard...  Sometimes I would be able to hold back and not take any...  sometimes only a little, but other times I would lose all control... and eventually... when the destruction was discovered, everyone was disappointed at the destroyed cake.  I felt so guilty, so disappointed in myself, but another part of me was disappointed that it wouldn't be on top of the fridge so I would no longer get a regular fix.  The self disgust!
(My dad is reading this and thinking... It took her THIS long to tell the truth about that cake?  We've always known it was her...) (The sad thing is, just writing this makes me want to go out and buy a thing of cream cheese frosting and eat it all in one sitting...  I'll tell you what, it's a good thing I exercise...)

Apple pie, right?  Fruit...  is good for breakfast... Apple pie has fruit...

Brownies... have cocoa... which contains both iron and antioxidants... and grain... there is flour in brownies... there is flour in toast... which is good for breakfast... so ... brownies for breakfast!!

Ah... the justifications...

I've tried to quit so many times.

But it has never even lasted a day.

The last few years I've just accepted it, I've stopped fighting.



Then I watched this:
http://geneticroulettemovie.com/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZVRrbyGtos


Unlike Food, Inc. (which made me just want to stop eating all food, or give up the fight), this documentary actually left me with a positive attitude towards my ability to *eventually* avoid GMOs.

This has helped me with my sugar problem.

I've decided to start out by *trying* to avoid GMO corn, for the sake of posterity.  Luckily I don't have any personal digestive issues (crazy right?  after that colon abuse you'd think I'd have them all).  Corn isn't very nutritional anyway, so I won't be missing out on anything.

It is surprising the amount of trash you eliminate from your diet when you're trying to avoid the BT toxin.

TONS of packaged foods have, mainly, corn syrup.  This is what has helped me.  I tell myself I can have sugar, as long as it is cane or beet sugar (which, I swear, isn't in ANYTHING anymore).  So it has helped me make better decisions.  Instead of the Caramello (or orange sticks), I choose dark chocolate with almond pieces, made with cane sugar, which I typically am able to eat with much more moderation.  It's pretty sad, I love carmel with chocolate, but I have yet to find a "Caramello" type treat that doesn't have corn syrup...  So... If you find one... tell me!!  (not that it will help my sugar addiction, but seriously, tell me).

I've still been cheating.  When I eat a treat at someones house, I'm not going to ask them if it contains corn...  and just choosing not to eat it...  HA... seriously... not going to happen

Luckily I've never fallen into a soda addiction, otherwise this corn avoidance would be ssssoooo much more painful.  Weird right?  I have this severe sugar issue, but have somehow avoided a caffeine problem.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Engagement Ring

Sigh...

I'm sad

I lost my engagement ring.

On Saturday

I don't even remember taking it off.

I know I had it on at 4pm, because someone commented on it.

But I don't know for sure that I still had it on when I rode a bike home at 10pm.

I'm 90% sure I still had it on...

I remember putting on gloves (I was about to ride a bike in February at 10pm - brrr), and I seem to remember having to put them on so they wouldn't snag on the ring... but I've been doing that for so long...

Later that night there is a slight snag of wafting memory.  Something about putting it in the front pocket of the scrubs I was wearing.  However, I have no idea why I would do that, and if I did...  a thorough search of all scrub pockets comes out empty.

I'm sad

It hasn't spent this much time off my finger since James gave it to me 6.5 years ago.

I know it's just a thing, an object

but it's also a symbol, a reminder...  And it's pretty... what can I say... it's probably my most treasured possession.

I hope I find it soon

Friday, February 15, 2013

One Billion Rising

Yesterday I was privileged to take part in an event that happened all over the world.  Women, and the men who love them, coming together to call for an end to violence against women.  Stop the rape and the rape culture, end female circumcision and human trafficking, and end domestic abuse in all forms.

My dear friend Bridget is part of Sheros United.  This organization came together to give the women of Utah a chance to participate (and advocate for some current Utah legislation).

There were two events, one at noon and one at three.  Since I get off at three now, I was planning on going to the later one.  However, around 9am my neck started hurting, and by 11am the resulting headache was unmanageable.  I got off work and started for home, seriously disappointed that I wouldn't be able to participate. 

Then I remembered about the one at noon.

I tried to talk myself out of going (after all, my headache was so chaotic I hadn't been getting anything done at work).  However, ultimately, I decided I would just go to show my support.
So I turned the car around and went to the noon event, and I'm so glad I did.  The one thing I regret is that I didn't bring any other women with me.

Thanks to One Billion Rising: http://onebillionrising.org/

Thank you to Sheros United: http://www.sheroesunited.org/

And thanks to KSL and all the news agencies who covered it:  http://www.ksl.com/?sid=24083761&nid=148&title=utah-flash-mobs-protest-violence-against-women&fm=home_page&s_cid=queue-8

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Post Partum Depression

If you read this blog, then you know that my new goal is to become a midwife.

I have always been interested in pregnancy, birth, and post partum concepts.  Always so curious.  Researching and digging into all that I could find.

One of the things I've been most interested in recently is PPD or Post-Partum Depression.

Did you know 1 in every 8 women experience PPD?  And many suffer in silence.  I can't imagine living with that pain on your own (but then I can imagine it, bc/ I have so much pride that I'm sure I would think I can do it on my own, I would have such fear of being a burden, and fear of being judged as a mess, etc).

I have known many more than 8 women (mothers) in my life.  My heart breaks knowing that some of them have gone through this.  I've only known 1 woman who really asked for help, she was in my ward, and she needed someone to stay with her at all times so she wouldn't hurt the baby or herself.  The women in my ward took turns staying with her, and I felt so blessed to be trusted enough to be invited into her home to care for her and her new child.

Some of the physical symptoms of the depression are:
- Not being able to sleep (when you have the chance).
- No appetite / not being able to keep food down.
- And a lot of other symptoms of depression.

Some of the big feelings that result from the depression are:
- Anxiety that stems from everything and nothing.
- Guilt about not being a good enough wife and mother.
- Jealousy of other, happy, moms.
- Feeling like you are a monster, like you are a truly horrible person for thinking some of your thoughts.
- Distrust of doctors/psychiatrists/your spouse/friends/etc
- Shame
- Anger

If you found yourself here because you are experiencing PPD, just know that you are not alone.  You are not the first person to think the thoughts that you are having.  There are support groups you can go to, if you want.  Please know that it will get better.

If I know you, or if I don't know you, please know that you can reach out to me, and I would be ecstatic to do anything I can for you.  Even if it is just your dishes or a shoulder to cry on.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Extra! Extra!

I LOVE being an extra.

I don't know why.

You get paid $100 for 12 hours of work.  You are considered the bottom of the totem pole, everybody yells at (or at least condescends) you.  You are subjected to regular extreme conditions and bodily abuse.

- I've had to mosh for hours in 4 inch heals ssssooooo many times - your back and feet hate you so badly for days afterward.
- As a minor, I played part of a crowd in a bar, and got doused repeatedly with alcohol.  After which a lot of the cast and crew decided to drink the remaining vittals (one of the more unprofessional sets lol)
- The worst one was when they were filming a movie that was supposed to be taking place in the summer, but it was night time during late fall in Utah.  It was freezing!  They put us in spaghetti straps, flip flops, and shorts and told us to 'act like it was hot outside' while our skin had purple blotches, we were visibly shivering, and our noses were bright red and running.

AND I LOVE IT!!!

Recently James and I went to Park City for a Disney film they are doing right now.

Call time was in the PM, and they had us standing outside in the freezing cold for hours into the morning.  In February.  On a mountain.  In Utah.
The food they fed us was subpar (but to be fair, cast and crew had to eat the same thing).
AND they had us using porta-potties.
not a typical persons idea of 'fun'

Yet, somehow, like always, I thoroughly enjoyed myself...  Made some new friends... Had some new experiences etc...


On our way to the porta-potties after 'lunch' at about 10pm we got stopped by some people who were from out of town, grandparents and their granddaughter who looked 5ish.  They GUSHED - we woke her up to come see this!!!  She just loves Disney!!  Are you part of the movie???  Yes... but we're just extras...  WOW!!! You hear that - they are IN the movie!!!!

This has really never happened before, so I got quite a kick out of the fact I had been elevated to such a status on my trek to the porta-potties.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Vegetarian

I've been a "vegetarian" for 4 years.  
In Utah, coming out as a vegetarian can be an interesting endeavor.
I think it's fun.
James doesn't think so.


It is especially interesting when telling people you know from church.

However, even when I'm with groups whom I think will be more accepting, I can still get strong judgmental vibes.

But, like I said, I think it's fun.

I've had people tell me it's not good for my health.  I had a health professional use vegetarians as an example of iron-deficient anemics in one of my classes...  WOW...  I promptly outlined all of the foods that have plenty of iron while not being meat (did you know cocoa powder is one of them?) plus the obvious dark leafy greens.  They test your iron level every time you donate blood (which is something I do often), and my iron levels have actually increased since I've been a vegetarian.  I've done a lot of research about the different health aspects, and I'm very open to answering questions if you have them.

I've also had a lot of scripture quoted at me.

But it seems like the biggest fear they have is that I'll stop being me, and instead will suddenly morph into an "animal rights activist" - which seems to be defined as someone who will attack them, pin them down, and carve their last meaty meal out of their intestines with a dull rusty knife, Dexter style.

Don't get me wrong.  I think cruelty to animals is not okay.  I also know there is way more of it in the food industry than the average person is willing to admit.  But I'm not a vegetarian because of a squeamish stomach and the cute little bunnies.  If necessary for survival I would have absolutely no problem catching a rabbit, breaking it's neck, skinning (and tanning), gutting, cleaning, roasting, and eating it.  I also have the necessary knowledge to do so (like knowing how to make and set a wire trap, tan a hide, etc.)

So why am I a vegetarian then?

It was an interesting process.  I didn't just wake up one day and decide to be a vegetarian.  

James and I did it together.  And it wasn't like, hey honey, I want to go on a diet, but I want you to be equally miserable, so we need to do it TOGETHER!!!  Each of us would have different ideas, introduce each other to new literature, etc. and then we would both ponder and talk about it, challenging ideas, and eventually reach a conclusion together.  


I'm going to start talking in "we" now (que the gagging noise)... I know James has a lot of his own interpretations and reasons that are different from mine, but we did it together.  He is welcome to come on here and interject his comments at any time.



First Adaption


We quit fast food.  That was a long time coming too.

We never intended to quit fast food either.  We educated ourselves about the health consequences accidentally, and we took an honest look at our budget.  We decided that eating out has a strongly negative impact on our health and our pocketbook, so we stopped.

Not cold turkey though.  First it was no McDonalds or Burger King, and slowly it became anything with a drive through.

We still ate out at restaurants sometimes though.  We still need date nights!!


Second Adaption

After quitting fast food our tastes seemed to change.  

Maybe... Six? months later we decided to stop eating pork and beef.  I think it was easier for us because we had never bought a lot of it in the first place.


The only pork we really liked was the bad stuff (bacon and sausage).  So once again health was a driving factor.  Cholesterol is the easiest explanation, and the beginning of the transition, but it's not all there was.

We had also come to the realization of how many chemicals are in our meat.  The hormones, antibiotics, preservatives, coloring, etc.  When you buy that 'healthy looking' slab of meat from Wal-mart's butcher, it has been injected with coloring to make it look fresher, preservatives to make it last longer on the shelf, and saline to make it weigh more, so you think you’re getting more value for your money.




We were also starting to actively research the effects of beef agriculture on the environment.  This is one area that we really feel strongly about.  I don't care how you feel about man-made global warming.  Man made pollution, inversions, and the resulting bad air quality is a fact.  Here are some interesting statistics:


-   If you eat one less burger a week, it’s like taking your car off the road for 320 miles or line-drying your clothes half the time.
-   If your four-person family skips meat and cheese one day a week, it’s like taking your car off the road for five weeks – or reducing everyone’s daily showers by 3 minutes.
-   If your four-person family skips steak once a week, it’s like taking your car off the road for nearly three months.

-   If everyone in the U.S. ate no meat or cheese just one day a week, it would be like not driving 91 billion miles – or taking 7.6 million cars off the road.


In addition, the bank account was also a driving force.  Meat is expensive!


Third Adaptation

We go full vegetarian.

After a year of explaining to people why we don't eat beef and pork, we found that our tastes were changing again.

Not just our tastes either.  We had continued our research, and poultry agriculture, like beef agriculture, was not a pleasant thing to know the truth about.  The environmental impacts (and the resulting impacts on humans) such as eutrophication of rivers and lakes was also astounding. 


We realized that the poultry we were eating had all of the same chemicals in it as the beef we had previously stopped eating.

The overfishing of the oceans has made tuna into an endangered species, but countries won't reclassify it because of the economic impact and popularity of tuna.  Plus, mercury.


We had gotten better at making a lot of meatless meals, and our pocketbook really enjoyed buying grains and beans instead of meat.

On a more personal note, the possibility of going full vegetarian was a little bit confusing for me at first.  I'd always been told that, scripturally speaking, man was meant to dominate over (and therefore eat) animal.  But I also felt like the scripture multiply and replenish the earth meant more than creating human life.  I feel like it is saying to create human life, but also replenish, not deplete and exploite, the earth's resources.  I took a spiritual journey that involved a lot of fervent praying, pondering, scripture reading, and more praying.

Two of the main scriptures which, as a Mormon, impacted me the most in my search were D&C 89:12–13 and D&C 49:18–19.

The first is the word of wisdom's guidance regarding meat:
"Yea, flesh also of beasts and of the fowls of the air, I, the Lord, have ordained for the use of man with thanksgiving; nevertheless they are to be used sparingly; And it is pleasing unto me that they should not be used, only in times of winter, or of cold, or famine.”
  
and the other, which forbids preaching vegetarianism as part of religion.
“And whoso forbiddeth to abstain from meats, that man should not eat the same, is not ordained of God; For, behold, the beasts of the field and the fowls of the air, and that which cometh of the earth, is ordained for the use of man for food and for raiment, and that he might have in abundance.”

Living in this time of plenty, where obesity, not starvation, is the epidemic. When I have the blessing of grocery stores and indoor heating, I felt like, for me, that even winter in Utah doesn't qualify me for the need to eat meat.  So I prayed about it, and was left with the inspiration, like with so many things, that it was my choice to make, but that my Heavenly Father was proud of me and he loves me.


Continue Adapting

I can hear you now... what's next? vegan?

We did make a few moves in that direction, but we will never go fully vegan.  

We only buy certified organic eggs (or eggs where we know how the chicken has been raised).  Despite us proudly NOT being animal rights activists, the processes involved in non-organic egg production brings cruelty to animals to a new low.  Plus, your eggs are going to have more nutrients when the chickens are free range and, once again, hormone/antibiotic free.  Still eating eggs provides us with the necessary B vitamins in our diet.  

We don't buy cow milk, once again, hormone/antibiotics (and there is a lot of research that points to it actually being unhealthy for adults humans to drink milk).  We really only use milk on cereal and baking, so we use almond 'milk' for that.  I'll wait for questions to answer the ever-present 'calcium' query.  However, we still do cheese, ice cream, sour cream, butter, etc... just we are mindful of the amounts and try to keep it a very low % of the food we eat.

These two changes above are more expensive, but this is really the only area our pocketbook hasn't loved us in this transition.

A year after going full vegetarian, after ever more research, we decided to add the occasional fatty fish back into our diet.  Because of omega-3 fatty acids.  There are 3 main kinds: EPA, DHA, and ALA.  You can get ALA from plants like flax.  You can get DHA from Algae.  However, the only good source of EPA is from fatty fish like Salmon and Trout.  EPA is also one of the more crucial omega 3s. So we occasionally eat fish now.  BUT still no tuna!

And less you judge us as being too strict: we've gone back to eating at Subway infrequently, and I have the occasional craving for Taco Bell's 7 layer burrito.  Also, we all know my true mistress is SUGAR!!!!