I’m not Greta Van Susteren. I’m not Charles Krauthammer. I’m not Joe the Plummer. I just mentioned them because I’m practicing up on my name dropping and to let you know that I’m plain vanilla (real, not imitation), a conservative American citizen, woman (hear me roar), retired home economics teacher/school librarian/educational technology geek, daily news and politics junkie, history buff. I’m also a healthy eats and wellness lifestyle advocate by choice rather than imposition. I’m a WYSIWYG kind of person with a dry, irreverent and sometimes self-deprecating sense of humor. I like a good play on words and double entendre. I enjoy reading, a bunch of different kinds of music, playing around in the kitchen and tinkering in the garden. I write so my soul has an outlet and consider verse, essay, précis and the question among the most fascinating word crafts. I am disgustingly detailed. The observant will notice I didn’t say ‘organized’.
If you hang around on this blog, you’re liable to find any of these things percolating to the surface at any time. Brace yourself…
What got me going you say? Initially, the 2008 election season! More recently, it was witnessing the decline and demise of a family member due to dementia. I can sum up the experience in one word: helpless. Reflecting on the role of food in one life over many years made me renew my resolve to continue making informed personal lifestyle choices.
The foodie in me is on a long leash in the blog, but I’m also giving free reign to an evolving realization that food, food industry and food safety have political and economic encumbrances that are directly related to individual health. Recent reading, explorations and observations have generated a lot of questions in my thinking. Going forward, this will be a primary focus of the blog. If I happen to raise a ruckus, OK.
I can’t not do this blog thing anymore. I have a voice. I want it heard beyond my front door. Sometimes I’m not sure its heard, but then maybe I haven’t been shouting loud enough. Not anymore. This is gonna be one of my shoutin’ places! This is my For-What-It’s-Worth Department and I’m the chairman! Stand back and let me through!