Carrots, Eggs or Coffee: Which are You?

Carrots, eggs or coffee, which are you? I love this analogy of personal strength and adversary by an unknown author:

carrots, eggs or coffee, which are you?
carrots, eggs or coffee, which are you?

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” the granddaughter replied.

The grandmother brought the girl closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft. The grandmother then asked her granddaughter to take an egg and break it.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, the grandmother asked her granddaughter to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. She then asked. “What’s the point, Grandmother?”

The grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they changed the water.

“Which are you?” grandmother asked granddaughter, “carrots, eggs or coffee? When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?”

Are you the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, you wilt and become soft and lose your strength?

Are you the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did you have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, you become hardened and stiff?

Does your shell look the same, but on the inside you are bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or are you like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

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The moral of this story? When life gets you down, elevate yourself to the next level.

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Sleep Deprivation Consequences and Cures

If you google just about any health ailment or nagging symptom, sleep deprivation will be on the list of possible causes. Why is that?  Because people are just too (potentially dangerously so) busy and plugged in to sleep these days. When we do sleep, we don’t sleep well.

From small children to retirement age, our lives are jam packed with structure and technology, leaving no (or very little) down time.  If you ask a retiree, they will most likely tell you one of the most enjoyable things about retiring is the ability to nap when you want.

What can you do to improve the quantity and quality of your sleep to ward off sleep deprivation? Start by unplugging yourself, literally and figuratively, at least four hours before your bedtime. Instead of focusing on the screens of a television, game console, computer or cell phone, shut them down. Read a book, cook and savour a nice meal, or go out for a drink or meal with a friend or loved one. Sans the phone.

This applies to your children too. Remember, you are their most influential teacher. They will pick up your unhealthy habits just as easily as your good ones. They do need routine in their lives, but organized structure not so much. Kids also need down time instead of being shuttled from event to event.

Sleep deprivation shows up in their behaviour and their health.  Research has shown that overly active (organized) kids tend to suffer from anxiety, which in turn leads to poor quality of sleep.  It is very easy to cut back on their organized activities.  Let them play at home with their siblings and parents. Bring back the board games of our youth. Encourage older kids to read books or experiment in the kitchen.  Simply slow down their lives, especially before bed time.

Think of your brain as a computer that controls your body. Even the best computers need to reboot or update regularly to stay efficient and healthy. Similarly, every cell in your body, especially those in your brain, needs down time to repair and recuperate from everything we throw at them. They can only do that when we sleep. When we don’t provide these cells with quality sleep to perform this maintenance on a regular basis, sleep deprivation sets in and cells start to break down, causing all those symptoms you are googling about.

Planting Seeds Encourages Kids’ Green Thumbs

Encouraging kids to develop green thumbs is a great outdoor activity, especially for this garden loving Grandma.  Recently I taught my two oldest grandchildren (1.5 and 4.8 yrs old) the fine (very simple) art of planting seeds.  I filled some large pots with soil and added bamboo trellises shaped like teepees for the plantings to climb on.   I chose pole beans and morning glories to plant as they are both fast growing seeds, perfect for impatient children.  In fact, our seeds sprouted within a few days and in less than three weeks their tendrils had started to climb the teepees…

 

 

A few weeks after that and the beans have climbed up, around and through the teepee shaped trellis, producing purple pole beans.  No sign of the morning glories yet…

 

 

Now, if I could only get the kids to eat the pole beans.  Grandma certainly will…

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I must admit that I have never planted purple pole beans before and did not realize they turn green when they are cooked….

You can entice children to enjoy gardening by getting them their own gloves, tools and watering can. My grandson loves the little “critters” I have on my back deck too…

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Baby Gaga Update

As mentioned in a previous post I have been writing articles for a site called Baby Gaga.  Unfortunately, that means all my time allotted for writing has been swallowed up by this new adventure so my posts on this blog have been limited.

Here are my first four articles, let me know what you think, the comment button is on the left, at the bottom of the list of social media icons (the one that looks like a comic book conversation bubble)  As my articles get approved, I will add their links, so please check back often!

Weird and Unique Celebrity Baby Names

Baby Tips Leading Moms Astray

Clever and Adorable Pairs of Names for Twin Girls

Things Pregnant Women get to Stop Worrying About

Things Moms Won’t Be Doing After Baby is Born

Celebrity Trends

Grandparents Spoiling the Kids

Celebrity Dads

 

Please be sure to visit my other blogs:
Laugh out loud (LOL) with me at Your Daily Chuckle
and
Be inspired and motivated by famous words of wisdom at WoW
My gardening website can be viewed at gardens4u.ca

 

BabyGaga, writing and me

 

You could say I am gaga about babies, especially my beautiful grandchildren, but this is not about them.  BabyGaga is my newest writing endeavour.  I will be writing a few posts a week on this site that is geared towards, you guessed it, babies.  Oh, and their moms and dads, and anyone else interested in babies.

This is a paying job, some of my writing jobs are not, but that’s ok.  I love to write and have lots of time to do so in the winter months when my gardens are covered in snow.

Unfortunately there are (very) limited choices of things I can write about, with strict rules on how posts must be written.  Check out the Baby Gaga site and if you see my name,(LorieB) be sure to like it and comment!

Here are my first three articles, let me know what you think, the comment button is on the left, at the  bottom of the list of social media icons (the one that looks like a comic book conversation bubble)

Weird and Unique Celebrity Baby Names

Baby Tips Leading Moms Astray

Clever and Adorable Pairs of Names for Twin Girls

 

Please be sure to visit my other blogs:
Laugh out loud (LOL) with me at Your Daily Chuckle
and
Be inspired and motivated by famous words of wisdom at WoW
My gardening website can be viewed at gardens4u.ca

 

Tickled pink

I am tickled pink that my eldest son and his wife are expecting a baby girl next month.  Yesterday this excited grandma hosted a very pink baby shower to celebrate the upcoming addition to our family…

 

You can find many of these decorating ideas on my Pinterest page.  The fact that we have raised three sons makes the arrival of a baby girl that much more special.  Pink looks good in this house!

The ghost of Christmas past

Every year I try to simplify things and reduce the commercialism in our family Christmas.  That’s because every year it seems to get worse.  The stores are crowded, people spend money because they feel they have to, everyone seems anxious and stressed, and then it’s over.  Until next year.

Christmas, when I was young, was about visiting family and friends, delicious baked goods and candy, homes full of cheer and love and excitement.  This picture describes one of my fondest memories of past Christmases.

 

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With grandchildren part of my family now, I really wanted to bring the special back to the holiday season.  I started off with good intentions and actually made (with my own hands!) some presents this year, but am still running around buying things as the big day gets closer.

So why do we do it?  The commercialized, overcomplicated part I mean.  I’m sure my parents, with six children, spent money buying us each something special to go under the tree.  And, I’m sure they felt the pinch financially in January.  But it seemed worth it then, and not just because I was not paying the bills.  The excitement built for months beforehand and lasted for months afterward.

Then there is the whole politically correct thing.  Not saying “Merry Christmas” because it might offend someone.  Have you ever heard of anyone actually being offended when strangers wish each other Merry Christmas?  No one is forcing anyone to celebrate Christmas by wishing them a Merry Christmas.  The greeting is simply to spread the joy and spirit of what Christmas is supposed to mean.  To me having  Christmas spirit means being kind(er) and (more) tolerant and generous towards others.  It does (should) not matter what God you believe in or pray to, what color your skin is, where in the world you live, or how much money you have (spend).

 

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If the Grinch can get it, why can’t we humans?

The toys at Grandma’s

The toys at Grandma’s are not your average, run of the mill toys.  No, these toys are very special.  While Grandma does have some traditional toys that my dad and his brothers used to play with…

 

Many others are a little different, but still lots of fun.   They are all over the house too, so I can crawl around looking for them.  Come with me; I’ll take you on a guided tour of all my favourite toys at Grandma’s:

After the traditional toys in the family room, I head for the kitchen toys…

Grandma says my daddy used to love to pull everything out of this same cupboard.  It is the only cupboard Grandma lets me play in though.  I tried hard to get into the thing she puts the dirty dishes into, but she kept locking it up.

Next was the dining room where the play structure is still made out of wood!  No pressure treated wood or PVC stuff that you find in parks.  I am allowed to crawl through this play structure, but I’m not allowed to bite on any parts of it.

 

Next was the hallway, where this springy thing is fun to play with.  Grandma says it is a door stop, but all the doors in this hallway are closed so I’m not sure how that works…

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Then I’m on to the front door, where the sunlight streaming through the glass makes pretty patterns on the floor.  And, look Grandma, I can see my reflection!

 

The living room window that has these soft white things hiding more toys.  The white things are awesome for playing peek a boo too.

 

Then I found a tree in the living room!  Grandma says it is a Christmas tree that needs to be decorated.  I have never seen one of these before.  I’m pretty sure it wasn’t here the last time I visited.  Just imagine all the things I could grab if it was decorated!

 

The piano was next.  Do you think I am too young for lessons?

 

My final spot is the stairs.  Too bad Grandma wouldn’t let me climb them very far.  She thinks because I am only 9 months old that I shouldn’t play on the stairs. If she let me I’m sure I could reach the top!

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Thanks for coming on the tour with me.   My big sister will be here soon although she doesn’t appreciate all these neat toys.  Grandma says I need a nap now, I think she does too!

 

 

 

Carter approved: Mum Mums

As I spend a lot of time talking about my grandson, I thought I would post a series called “Carter approved”.  My first Carter approved product is Mum Mums, a rice-based teething biscuit that comes in various flavors…

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Mum Mums are free of the most problematic allergens, (gluten, wheat, eggs, milk, soy, sesame, peanuts, shellfish, tree nuts and fish)a as well as verified non-GMO. Mum Mums are baked and contain minimal amounts of salt, sugar, fats and oils.  Rice has always been considered an ideal first solid food for babies as it is easily digestible, yet contains many vitamins and minerals.

 

 

We all know how teething babies want to put everything in their mouths; these biscuits are no exception. They literally melt in the mouths of babies, although their claim to be mess free is suspect…

 

The banana flavor of Mum Mums is Carter approved!  Buy your Mum Mums

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Who was more frightened?

 

We had a scare at our home recently and I’m not sure who was more frightened.  Our son (the youngest one and only one still living at home) had called to say he was staying downtown at a friend’s home for the night.  So, when my husband and I went to bed I turned out all the lights (I usually leave one on when someone is not home yet)  and left our bedroom door opened. (no one but me can sleep through my husband’s snoring)

I’m not sure what woke me up  (I am a very light sleeper) but all of a sudden I sat up in bed.  Our bed faces the door to the hall and I could see flashes of light in the stairwell, reflected in the full-length mirror adjacent to our bedroom door.  Thinking it was an intruder, I nudged my husband and whispered, “there’s someone in the house!”  He bolted out of bed and ran to the door following the flickering light.

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Our son’s room is just around the corner from our doorway; as hubby left our room he could barely make out a figure in the dark of our son’s room.  Hubby banged as hard as he could on the door frame to frighten the person in the room (and others if they were present in the home) who was at that point reaching for the bedside end table.

Well, I’m sure you can figure out, it was our son in his own room, reaching for his phone charger.  He was trying to be quiet as to not wake us, using the flashlight on his cell phone to light the way to his room.

I felt kind of foolish afterward and we even laughed about it, but I’m not sure who was more frightened at the time. I usually hear people come home, (doors opening, toilet flushing etc) even with our door closed.  It didn’t help that recently in the local news we heard of a home invasion in our community where thieves stole credit cards while the residents slept.

My husband is the kind of guy that if someone is threatening him or his family he would go down swinging!  Me?  I’m more of a chicken; I stayed in bed close to the phone where I could call 911 if need be.