Monthly Archives: February 2014
As I age, I find myself looking for ways to eat healthy and increase my longevity. We all know the secret is diet and exercise. Vitamins and minerals, cardio workouts… I get it. But eating multi-vitamins have their own set of challenges. Too much of one, not enough of another, this one inhibits the absorption of that one…why can’t I just get what I need from food? It’s complicated. We’re busy, we’re watching our weight, who can eat 8 servings of fruits and vegetables in one day?
Me? I’ve decided to take small steps toward the bigger picture of good health. Take lemon water. It’s a natural digestive aid. Lemon water purges toxins from the blood which helps keep skin clear as well. The vitamin C component helps decrease wrinkles and blemishes. Just ask Martha Stewart! She drinks the juice of one lemon in a glass of water every day. Me, too. 🙂
Another fabulous find is flax seed. Lots of people take this one for their heart, but I started taking it for its anti-inflammatory benefits. Not sure whether it reduces inflammation in my body or not, but I am sold on its hair and nail re-growth aspects. My hair has noticeably improved. Noticeably. And flax seed is easy to incorporate into my daily routine. I simply plop 2 tablespoons into my oatmeal every morning—or banana-strawberry smoothie—and I’m off to the races!
Another wonder food is the avocado. Avocadoes provide all 18 essential amino acids necessary for the body to form a complete protein. Unlike the protein in steak, which is difficult for most people to digest, avocado protein is readily absorbed by the body because avocadoes also contain fiber. Protein helps sustain muscle. Muscle strength training protects against osteoporosis—a problem for aging, post-menopausal women. Ugh. Can’t wait for those days.
I’m also beginning a wheatgrass regime. 2 oz. a day they say is good for anemia and a host of other things that ail you but anemia is something I can acutally test to prove. Two months of re-oxygenating my blood with wheatgrass and I will recheck my levels of hemoglobin, etc. I’ll keep you posted.
So how about you? Any beauty and health secrets you’d like to share?
For more on healthy eating and organic gardening, head on over to my garden blog: BloominThyme.
This story I’m working on now is driving me mad. Or more specifically, my hero is.
Oh, he’s nice enough. In fact, he’s kind of funny, one of those men’s men whose blend of humor leans heavily toward sarcasm. And like most heroes, he’s hot–tall, handsome, muscular, and sexy, and he knows his way around a toolbelt.
What’s not to like, right?
Well, for starters, he’s a recovering (sort of) womanizer. He spent most of his youth breaking hearts and blowing around town like a fun-seeking missile, and settling down are two words that never made it into his vocabulary. His walls are high and thick and solid as steel, and he’s a master at holding everyone at arm’s length, including my heroine.
Every time I try to shape him up on the page, he pushes back. I tell him readers need a redeeming quality or two, but he wants me to keep his big ones locked down tight. I point out all the nice things he’s done — helping out an elderly neighbor, acting all tough and protective of my heroine when she finds herself in a jam — and then he goes and does something to prove me wrong, and himself an ass. He refuses to cooperate.
If my heroine doesn’t kill him, I just might.
As writers, we talk a lot about writing the story that wants to be told. Clearly, this hero is trying to tell me something, I’ve just yet to figure out what.
And the only way to do that is to keep writing.
What about you? What is your favorite kind of hero?
Change can happen in a moment. A mere moment.
A song on the radio, full of nostalgia and a great beat, can pull you from the grumpies.
You can meet someone for the first time, and know in an instant that they’re going to be significant.
A bonus, or pay increase, discovered on a paycheck can suddenly lift a hovering financial stress.
Death, a last breath. That is changing.
Words expressed—and misinterpreted—in a matter of seconds can wound, confuse, strain a relationship.
A smile at (or from) a stranger can spin a mood.
I don’t have deep or extensive thoughts this morning, this is it. Just thinking on change, small change. Which can turn out to be so big, if you’re paying attention.