Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Q How many yogis does it take to change a light bulb?
A Into what?
Posted by Green Eyed Lady (aka GEL) at 8:30 PM
Monday, June 11, 2007
Well, now, there you go - the Breakfast of Champions. Did I say Champions? I'm sorry. I meant breakfast of a weekend warrior - once a week cyclist, twice a week yogi, occasional kayaker. I got hooked on green smoothies the beginning of this year and I drink a quart of this concoction EVERY morning. My green smoothie consists of spinach, frozen bananas, strawberries, pineapple, and dulse (a form of seawood added for its nutritional value but virtually tasteless). You really can't taste the spinach either. Green smoothies can be any greens and any fruit that appeals to you.
Fresh, raw food is living and full of nature’s energy. Each cell of the body is like a tiny battery, and raw, living foods supply the bioelectricity which charges these batteries. The sprouting ability of raw foods demonstrates the life-force within them.
Consider that wild animals (those undisrupted by man) eat things as nature produced them. Usually they eat the whole food, such as fruits, roots, leaves, grass, weeds, seeds and berries. Even carnivores eat their catch raw and in its entirety, including the contents of the stomach, which provides plant material.
These animals do not suffer from diseases. They have no cancer, heart disease, osteoporosis, arthritis, diabetes or any of the other 27,000 diseases of civilized mankind.
Eating raw is nature’s first law; every species on the planet does it except man and his domesticated animals.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Saturday, June 2, 2007
I feel much better now that I've admitted that and got it off my chest. Because it's an addiction, you know? I don't think many people would confess. It robs you of time that could be spent constructively or OUTDOORS for crying out loud. And think of the people with families or spouses - what about them? If you're in the perfect world (like Di and Bigun), you're both bloggers and no one complains. But my husband is not a blogger. He couldn't begin to understand the hours spent on Video Cure just finding the right music. Well, it isn't finding the right music that's so time-consuming. The problem is finding a song that actually works - half of the songs have broken links so they don't work at all. That explains why you don't hear "Little Red Corvette" by Prince or "Green Eyed Lady" by Sugarloaf when my blog opens. Okay, okay, GEL is SO old it's not even on Video Cure. And then there's everything that's happening in your world that you just can't wait to write about. Your mind starts reeling the minute you pick your head up off the pillow. It's still running in the shower. How long until lunch so I can check my blog and my friend's blogs? There's not enough time tonight to post a new blog. How long until the weekend? On and on and on...
I picked up my corvette today. It's been in the shop since someone broadsided me on May 7. This woman wasn't watching where she was going and crushed my passenger door. The only good thing about this accident is that no one was hurt. I was crushed more than my door. So my baby's back. Not sure if the car looks "like it never happened" because I picked it up in the middle of a torrential downpour. Hurricane season began yesterday and so did Tropical Storm Barry. Was Barry just waiting for June 1? A little strange, don't you think? I was hoping to take pictures of my car after it had been detailed but it wasn't meant to be. It's like going to get my hair done - my hair will never look as nice as the stylist makes it look. Same way with wax jobs. LOL. So while I'm busy blogging Curt yells in to ask if I bought the juicer I've been talking about forever. I tell him no and he tells me that I'm like the Air Force. The Air Force built the Officer's Club and the Golf Course and then went to Congress to say they needed more money for the runway. I told you he was funny - the source of my best material.
Posted by Green Eyed Lady (aka GEL) at 1:04 PM
Friday, June 1, 2007
Posted by Green Eyed Lady (aka GEL) at 1:16 PM