There comes a time in the life of most mommies when we look in the mirror and go “Whoa!” Pregnancies, age, stress, desk jobs, and diligent leftover cleanup can take their toll on a body. Stretch marks, gray hairs, tummy “pouches”, scars, cellulite – if I’m being honest, they make me cringe a little. Society tells us that we should remain “forever young” – by whatever means necessary. Hair dyes, skin creams, combo c-sections/tummy tuck procedures, liposuction, laser treatments, botox – billions of dollars are spent each year on the so-called “beauty” industry….
A Wisconsin homeschool family was held at gunpoint by a multi-agency SWAT team yesterday on suspicion of possession of raw milk and fissionable materials.
The official in charge of the raid stated that the family was first suspected of dealing in raw milk when the children were spotted out in public during school hours, sporting smiles and milk mustaches. Upon further investigation, a cow and calf were found in their backyard.
“This is just not right,” said FDA official Mr. Imablowhard. “After all, it’s not as if people have the right to choose the foods they eat to keep their family’s healthy. Government experts know better than any consumer, no matter how well educated they are or how much research they have done.”
While they were conducting the raw milk raid, the SWAT team also stumbled upon the homemade thorium reactor the family had built in the basement. The homeschool mother explained:
“Ever since my kids read on the internet about how 1 gram of thorium produces the equivalent energy of 7,500 gallons of gasoline, they’ve been obsessed with building a home reactor. Since we live close to two nuclear plants, we were able to request some of their spent fuel for homeschooling purposes. The boys were convinced that a sample of thorium about the size of packing peanut will provide all of our energy needs for years. How could I say no?”
FDA official Mr. Imablowhard shrugged off the possession of fissionable material as a minor offense. “We know the homeschooling movement has been growing in this country, and other government agencies have been working to slow that down through the use of ever more burdensome regulation, but the raw milk is what’s really dangerous here.”
The family’s root cellar, canning pantry, two freezer and refrigerator were all emptied and the contents placed in a hot warehouse, guaranteeing food spoilage and growth of pathogenic bacteria so that the family could be sued at a later date for selling unsafe food, even though they hadn’t actually sold anything to anyone. Imablowhard stated. “You just can’t be too careful. They might have decided to sell something to someone at some point in the future.”
Although the above story is pure spoof – this sort of thing is happening in our country right now. A lot of you have probably heard about the Rawsome raid in California. Maybe you haven’t heard about how the Stowers family was held at gunpoint while their food was taken? What about Estrella Family Creamery? And the FDA has said repeatedly that we have no right to choose what we eat. It’s official, documented policy. (Follow the link if you want to know more.) Our rights are being stripped more and more each day.
The thorium bit was a hat tip to the gentleman building a nuclear reactor in his kitchen. The thorium technology exists and is being kept from commercialization by copious amounts of government regulation and folks with a vested interest in keeping energy rates sky high. (Completely serious on this one folks. In my former life I was a mechanical engineer and have studied power plant technology and toured various power generation facilities.) I firmly believe that we should be working on moving forward, not backward, when it comes to energy policy, and that new technologies such as thorium reactors and sewage based ethanol are the way to do it. (Sorry, I don’t think solar is the answer we’re looking for, for many reasons.) When you hear there’s no way we can produce enough power for everyone, don’t believe it.
We owe it to ourselves and future generations to do better, in terms of nutrition and energy production. We can feed and power the world. We can make things better.
So there you have it – my bit of Monday Madness and some food for thought for the week. Let me know if you think I’m crazy, or if you’d like to learn more. As always, if you enjoy the article, please pass it along. Have a wonderful and productive week, and watch out for those SWAT teams!
Dreaming About Momma
I had a really nice dream about Momma the other night. We were working in her back yard, getting flower seedlings out of her cold frame to plant in the garden. She had her favorite straw hat on, some blue jeans and a buttoned shirt tucked into her waistband. (I mention this because she hadn’t worn her shirts tucked in for years.) She picked up a flat of flowers and walked off towards the garden, then the dream ended….
Originally published in 2010.
Saying Goodbye to Mama
Sorry to have dropped off the radar for a while, but my world has been shaken these past couple of weeks. On January 17, my mom passed away unexpectedly. She went into the hospital on Thursday, and by Sunday afternoon she was gone. She had been having health issues for some time now, and I suspect this was related to those difficulties, but I don’t know if you can ever completely prepare yourself for a loss like this. I wonder why it is that one feels a true physical pain in your heart, like a hole has opened up that can never be filled?…
They say the most of mothers,
Are something pretty fine,
But no one else’s mother,
Can be so dear as mine.
She never fails or falters,
When things go hard or wrong,
No matter what my troubles,
She’ll help me right along.
This was a poem I recited as a little girl when I took my First Communion on Mother’s Day. I still remember it to this day, even though I never wrote it down, probably because it fit my mother so well. She is the strongest woman I have ever met. She endured too many years with my birth father, a man who treated her poorly and wasn’t worthy to kiss her feet, raising six children and operating a dairy farm basically on her own. She taught me so much about gardening, cooking, baking, canning, raising and processing poultry – so many, many things. I am so blessed to have her in my life as my mentor and one of my closest friends and confidants.
Another thing I remember from my childhood was the Mother’s Day bouquet. Early in the morning on Mother’s Day, I’d go out into the woods and pastures of our family farm in Northwest Wisconsin and pick an assortment of wildflowers. Note to younger self: dandelions and bloodroot do not make an attractive bouquet on day two. I’ve gotten a little more selective over the years. 🙂 This past May I had the pleasure of spending Mother’s Day with my mom. My sister and I took a long walk on Saturday, scoping out the best spots to find flowers, and Sunday morning when mom came out to have breakfast her bouquet was waiting. It was nice to see the smile on her face.
You see, mom has been plagued these recent years by illness that has weakened her muscles to the extent that everyday activities are a challenge. I think what she misses most is the long hours in the garden. Still, she is my inspiration, because if she can keep going through all she has been burdened with, I can surely cope with my troubles.
So this leads me to another quote that also reminds me of my mom:
Some people, no matter how old they get, never lose their beauty – they merely move it from their faces into their hearts. ~Martin Buxbaum
I love you momma. You are my hero.
Here’s a shot of momma and I when I was just a little peanut.
One more shot out by her garden in 2003.
My mom passed away on January 17, 2010. You can read more about her here.