The burning question: “But what about my kids’ needing their daily glass of cow’s milk? “
I think that we mothers (or anyone taking care of themselves or others), believe we make food choices based on ‘solid fact’ or what we’ve ‘learnt’. Only problem is who’s teaching us? Supermarket shelves? The feel-good blurb on milk cartons? Media messaging? Your mother’s assumptions? Schools? Well, listen up, and update your knowledge!
I really admire those who find the funny in an otherwise frustrating or ‘bad’ situation. That takes a lightness of heart! I tend to see the funny after a little rant and rave, (must be the red-hair genes). Nevertheless, here’s a hilariousness I’ll share. It happened while living in the dark of Saudi Arabia… enjoy!
A menstruating woman is a force to be reckoned with. My trip inside a Saudi Arabian supermarket demonstrates this perfectly.
Before arriving as an expatriate in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia in 2008, I was forewarned that tampons were then still hard to come by, as their use among unmarried muslin women is vehemently discouraged. However in my early shopping expeditions, while still in a stunned-like new-comer state, I clapped eyes on a couple of woebegone boxes of Tampax. (Somewhere between the cling foil wrap and dustbin liners aisles.)
Get on the right side of 007 and you’re presumably protected, on the wrong side your early fatality is almost guaranteed. Well IGF-1 works in much the same way. Only IGF-1, unlike 007, isn’t produced in Hollywood. IGF-1 is found in us and science proves it. It’s real, so listen up!
I’ve been cursed with open pores. As a result I’ve elected torture on the warm beds and peacefully scented rooms of beauticians, while they go about their necessary business of facial extractions. At 40 I could have wept for having skin that resembled a sprouting seed trough.