Idle Words

The world is filled with words, people use them to harm and to help. Most often I believe that those in the human population with the ability to engage and uplift the mind of our people should do so. Especially educators such as University professors. They should use their words to encourage and promote learning in their students. I understand that they must use their red ink to correct and to punish once in a while but for the most part they are there as tools for students. Ask a good one, they would agree. Yet, My Human Biology professor gave up on that prospect when he went on a obesity rant .There is no doubt that obesity is becoming a problem for many people around the world especially here in the United States. Yet, it doesn't excuse ignorance or intentional stupidity by those individuals not inflicted with it. Mr. Human Bio told a half an hour lecture about a student he saw using the elevator that was extremely obese, then continued to enlighten us with the secret knowledge that the only people who drink diet soda are fat people. Well, Mr. Human Bio I'd like to explain a few things to you, it is none of your business if an overweight student or extremely thin student chose to use the elevator. Please rethink your choice of telling your entire class about it, you have no idea the health of this student, his background or whether or not he runs 4 miles a day. Guess what it is possible. Not all overweight individuals are frequenters of McDonald's, Burger King or Frosty Freeze. Some of them have glandular problems, others come from families where muscle mass, bone structure and ethnic background play a part. I agree Mr. Human Bio that potato chips, no exercise and poor choice in beverages is a big contributor, but if it was the only one, then how come there are any exceptions. Look me in the face and tell me you've never had a soda or ice cream sundae. Maybe while your at it explain to me why your complaining about diet soda consumption, there are zero calories and sugar in a diet soda so I hardly believe it contributes to obesity. The first person I ever saw drink a diet soda was my Texan Aunt who by the way is 125 lbs. Maybe Mr. Human Bio you don't really see the whole picture. Maybe if you were empathetic and stopped treating people like lazy couch potatoes with an illness that is spurred by laziness and snack food, Everyone might sleep a little easier at night. I can't believe that as a professor of Human Biology you would pass on such stereotypical views of the human physical makeup or joke it away at the expense of a fellow student. Temper your words with your heart and brain.

The Family Body

Backbone: My Grandfather has never backed down from truth in his entire life. He represents everything I want to embody in my life integrity, strength, and confidence. He came from a humble background and worked for every cent he ever made. His strength daunting holding his family together through thick and thin. In him I see direction and integrity. Arms: My Father, the arms works until he can barely stand all to help his family. His arms reach out to pick up one of us if we fall, fix a flat tire , drive 45 miles to help a friend in need, work late every night in order to make enough money to send his daughters through school, or remodel his home to make room for relatives that are down and out. My Father is a true lover of mankind, he looks beyond himself and gives it all away. Heart: My Mother, the heart of our family is compassionate, loving and selfless. She has gets up at 5 am for everyday to make us all breakfast and see us off in the morning. She transform some of her dreams and wishes from big houses and cars to teddy bears and books to raise her children. Giving up new clothes, diamonds, and shiny cars to make sure that each of us had food and shoes . Always listening and pulling you into her arms with words of encouragement. She isn't a housewife or a failure because she isn't a successful business woman, she is a Mother. She is the most successful person I know. Giving all to her family asking for nothing in return. Running a household making the budget work, washing, cooking and still she smiles. If that isn't success, then what is. If I have one aspiration in life it is to be like them if only half of what they have taught me. To have a backbone of integrity, arms that reach to help all those that need it, and a heart that is open .

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Find out what it means to me....Respect means looking into the eyes of another person and seeing more than the clothes they are wearing, their net worth, skin color, weight, but looking deep for qualities that are inherently good. It means realizing that every living thing deserves respect, because it lives. It means recognizing that we are only human due to the humanness of others, ubuntu. In a world filled with rudeness, intolerance, hatred and disgust there are three people that I respect because they recognize humanity. My Mother, My Father and My Grandfather. They aren't rich, they don't have their names written in the newspaper or own expensive properties they work their hands to the bone. My Grandfather is the backbone of the family body, My Father the arms and My Mother the heart.

Juiced Up Life

I admit it, I am a lover of fresh carrot juice. At one time I would spend 4 dollars every chance I got for a glass from a juice bar. I know the money should have been spent in many better ways, but I am weak. One look at a glass of neon orange juice and my mouth waters. One more confession, I have family that holds membership in a wholesale bulk store, Costco. Forgive me, as I confess I am weak. I enjoy walking down those huge aisles and looking at pounds and pounds of usless foods and products. Products ranging from Frozen lasagna to Pencil lead from crates of apples to boxes of zucchini. 29 different varieties of snack food, 14 brands of olives, 9 different kinds of toothpicks, 25 different types of chocolate bar, 10 colors of roses, clothes, bicycles, appliances, mountainous cookies, pies and cakes. You can spend the whole day looking for a box of Kleenex, but in the process find every soda known to man or woman. Yet, the Costco marketing team is full of evil intelligence. Along the entrance of the store they pack from floor to ceiling the newest and greatest appliances. One fateful day, right there under the glow of fluorescent light to my left was a Jack Lalanne Power juicer for 80 dollars.....have you had one of their moments when lightening strikes. I realized I could make fresh carrot juice for pennies rather buying it. I had no idea what doors a juicer opened. I have juiced nearly every fruit and vegetable sold in the grocery store. THEY ARE DELICIOUS. I spent the first month I owned my juicer on a liquid vegetarian diet, Juice morning, afternoon and evening. My diet was nearly 85% liquid. I've juiced watermelons, honeydews, apples, raspberries, strawberries, blackberries, oranges, peaches, nectarines, apricots, mangoes, papaya, carrots, tomatoes, celery, lettuce, peppers, cucumbers....much more. I think I am addicted. I love my juicer. I love juice. That is until I nearly passed out, due to anemia and protein deficiency. Well, that might be a little bit of an overstatement, but juice isn't and normally shouldn't be ones whole diet. Juice is a good way to get precious vitamens, minerals, and antioxidants. Listen to the wisdom of your Mother: Everything in moderation. No matter how good something is: Juice or chocolate. You learn fast that a little is good, a lot is great, but too much is always too much.

Dad's Birthday

Man I love my family, No joke. I wish just once in this crazy world we could have a birthday party where all the people got along, felt well and enjoyed each others company. It has yet to happen. Today is My Father's Birthday party. Imagine if you will, a small house packed to the gills with close to 20 people all related from both sides of the family. And there is this annoying cousin....yes every family has a couple. Lets just refer to him as V. F. well, V.F. just does everything possible to embarrass his entire family including eating his cake with his fingers and blowing his milk out the nose. Then there is that Grandma X with the lime green turtleneck who believes that she must list all your short comings, failures and rejections. Grandma X must also tell the world that since your 20 and unmarried that you might as well put away the spurs and lipstick and start wearing the housecoat and buying cats. Excuse me....please, I am only 20. Of course there has to be a big jolly Uncle Mustache whose laugh bursts your eardrums. But he is OK, because at least he is happy. Throw in an antisocial sister who chats with her boyfriend all day on her cell phone and laptop and plays WOW all night long. Shake in a quiet mumbler who just nods and broods in the corner. Add on a Mother who is busy buzzing around like crazy filling glasses, washing dishes and serving food. Enter Stage right the other Grandparents who look like they don't belong and smile and wave friendly while thinking how did I get here. Finally spot light Mr. Birthday himself and he spends his party outside upset at the his family for parking their cars wrong. Mix well, sprinkle with conflict, agruements, gossip and a little normal nuttiness. Welcome to the Family.

Chocolate

Has anyone noticed the variety of dark chocolate bars, pieces, flavors that have recently flooded the market? I am not complaining every since I was a small child, dark chocolate was my first choice if I had one. I remember those mixed bags my parents use to get a Halloween that had four different flavors of mini Hershey chocolate bars crispy, mr. goodbar, milk chocolate, and special dark chocolate. I would dump out the bag on the kitchen table and pick out all the special dark chocolate and hide it in a bedroom drawer. Yes, I admit it, as a child I horded dark chocolate. Yet now as adults we have many more dark chocolate choices like dark chocolate with marzipan, dark chocolate with cranberries, raspberries, almonds, or macadamia nuts, dark chocolate m&ms, dark chocolate with vanilla creme brulee, dark chocolate with south sea coconut, 70% dark cocoa, 90% cocoa, or semi sweet. So many choices so few free calories to indulge. Maybe if I stopped eating lunch....thought taken surveyed and will think on it. This is all fine and dandy, I love chocolate, but I ask one question? Why now? If you ask me it is a marketing, some freelance scientist was quoted saying that dark chocolate contains more antioxidants that are good for human beings hearts, lungs, skin and might help fight cancer so the chocolate producers jumped on the band wagon. I think they even make a milk chocolate bar with added antioxidants now. Would you drink oil, jet fuel, propyl gallate, waxes, greases and hydraulic fluid if you knew they had added antioxidants? I am just curious should someone explain to the sheeple that pomegranates, tomatoes, green tea, carrots, oranges, strawberry, blackberries, blueberries, oregano and soy beans?And guess what they are sweet and don't cause weight gain.

Thoughts

I love a good conversation whether it be chatting online or speaking face to face. Each has its advantages. Chatting online you get to sit in your PJs, listening to a podcast or eat ice cream, and the person your chatting to has no idea and can't be offended or feel like you aren't listening. Yet, speaking person to person allows one to read more than just speech. When you sit across from somebody and actually look at that persons face, you can read their feelings and opinion from their body language, you can see the condition of their soul in many ways. That is something one can never do over the computer. Yet, you normally have to get dressed and be respectful in person and you can't use cute little things like lol, imao and many more. Although I hate them so that would be on the plus side. I've often struck up conversation with random people just to try and enrich my own life. Try it, you won't believe the results. Start with a gentle comment such as complimenting on a clothes item or the weather, then continue with a simple words about what your doing. Test the waters, and if the person is willing to talk go for it with both feet. I find that life is a lonely place when you spend it in your own mind with no input from others. Just like this blog, Do others actually read it? If so give me a comment, I'd love to hear any feedback be it good or be it bad, I am just starting out and I am not all that full of bright ideas. I love to give out my own advice, but I realized when speaking to a close friend that is a psychologist the other day that my advice giving might actually be annoying. I know, I know that probably sounds like an arrogant comment to make where is my superego when I need it! But honestly I really thought I was giving my opinion and advice when it was needed. I have decided to tone it down for a bit and see if those adviseees of mine will ask for my advice. Maybe its not helpful and more of an annoying compulsion for me... So I decided to start a blog so I could voice my opinions and advice and odd bits of interest with cyberspace where it could be enjoyed, despised or left alone with out alienating friends or family. Maybe I am a philanthropist or just an arrogant bum who enjoys hearing my own voice. This deserves more personal thought.