Cover Your Mouth

I just finished reading The Great Influenza. By “finished,” I mean quit on page 250. It is dry, dry, dry and it is a hard topic to read 400 pages about. There is only so much death and pestilence a girl can take. Plus, I’m not the biggest fan of...

Bolivian Bolsitas

A bolsita is Spanish for small bag. I went through my zipper stash and my fabric to create 18 small bolsitas for my upcoming trip to Bolivia this month. I plan to fill each bag with a few goodies and hand them out to women who participate in our health projects. I...

A Friday Roundup

Never heard of the Tropical Diet? There is a reason. The Mediterranean diet, yes. Lots of olive oil, good for you fats, etc. The Japanese diet, again, yes. Lots of fish, rice and a little wasabi never hurt anyone. When I heard The Havana Cafe was a good dinner spot, I...

Don’t Wake Me

I had the craziest dream last night — one for the memory books. (Or the blog, natch.) I went to a benefit concert for Africa as Angelina and Brad’s guest. That Angelina and Brad. I remember arriving at the gates and having Brad recognize me and escort me...

A Giant Can of Worms

Goodness gracious. I seemed to have started quite the conversation about our eating habits and obesity in America. I thank everyone for their comments. Obviously, our culture caters to “bigger is better.” It is difficult to fight. Anyway — thank you!...

Yo Quiero Self Control

So, I admit it. I’m one of those SparkPeople currently obsessed with monitoring every morsel that goes in my mouth. And running. And swimming. And occasionally hauling my body on a scale. I don’t have a horrible body image, nor do I hate myself or ever...