Looks like somebody has a case of the Mondays...

Mondays are historically my most productive day. I wonder if most people feel that way. I always feel energized on Mondays, the other days of the week, not so much. Today, I actually followed through with one of my many 'home improvement' ideas. I've been on the hunt for the perfect headboard and still have been unable to find it for a price I can stomach spending the cash on. Which led me to making my own upholstered headboard.

After clearing out our basement for a remodel we are starting (more on that later), we came across a large piece of plywood. All it needed was a couple easy cuts and it was the perfect size. Next, a trip to the craft store had me armed with fabric, batting and a nail head trim.

Completed in one day and under a hundred bucks!

The bulk of the money was spent on the fabric. I wanted it to be affordable, but still use high quality materials. I went with a thick linen in a smooth flax color.

Here is a list of materials needed:
3 yards of upholstery grade fabric
Nail head trim kit
Queen size high-loft batting
Mallet
Needle nose pliers
Scissors
Staple gun with 1/2" staples
3/4" plywood (36"x70")
French cleat (for hanging on the wall)

Start by laying your fabric flat on the floor. Next place the batting, folded in half, on top of the fabric. Then place the plywood on top of the batting. Make sure all sides are even and straight. Start by stretching the batting tightly over the plywood and staple in the middle. Move to the opposite side and repeat. Continue working like this until the batting is secure. For the corners, make a diagonal cut with scissors close to the corner (but not all the way), then fold and staple one over the other.

Next, do the same process with the fabric. For the corners, start at the point and fold the middle in first and staple. Then fold in the sides and neatly lay the fabric flat before stapling.

Once the fabric is secure, turn the headboard over. Mark the edges with painter's tape. Use the edge as a guide for the nailhead trim. Using the mallet, hammer the tacks in place. At the corners, always start the next side with a tack. You may need to snip the trim of a few 'faux' tacks to make this possible. Remove the tape and voila! Your new upholstered headboard is complete.

Using a French cleat, or picture hanging cleat, secure the headboard to your wall. Just don't forget to secure it to the studs. I used a stud finder. Just a heads up, the headboard took me about an hour to finish. Hanging the thing took up the rest of my day. Finding the cleats, measuring, measuring again, finding the studs, measuring again. Two trips to Home Depot, one trip to Ace Hardware. You get the idea.

The verdict: I'm thrilled with my new headboard. I can't wait for my husband to come home from Alaska to find a completed room. Including a bed skirt, honey.

I survived...

10 minutes into my Facebook cleanse and I'm having withdrawals. Thank god for Pinterest. And blogging. You didn't think I'd go away completely, did you? Sorry peeps, no such luck.

I shut down my page at midnight, knowing that I would just go right to sleep afterwards. I've noticed that after I put my son to sleep at night, I spend the remainder of the evening with my face in front of electronics. It's the only time of the day that I have that opportunity, but it also can make for some late nights. Do you know how much stuff is out there on the Internet?

I read a study that says electronic screens before going to bed are too stimulating for the brain and inhibit sleep. Considering that I frequently suffer from insomnia, I decided to commit to a 10pm bedtime. Just get in bed by ten o'clock and leave the iPad, phone and TV remotes alone! I tried it last night and at first I was tossing and turning. I'm so accustomed to having the TV on before sleep that the silence was giving me anxiety. So, I cheated, just a little. I used my phone to download a sleep machine app. I turned on soothing beach waves and spa music and set the timer for one hour. I was convinced I would still be awake by the end of the hour, but I was at least going to try. Well, I didn't make it an hour. I actually fell asleep. Hallelujah! Committing to an earlier bedtime actually worked. The next thing I knew I was awakened by my phone ringing at 3:30am. (It was my husband. It's just part of being a fisherman's wife). Five hours of blissful, uninterrupted sleep. The other miracle is that my son was still in his own bed, but that is a whole other post. The added benefit to better sleep was my renewed energy this morning that helped push me out the door on a freezing morning walk. My Facebook cleanse is already helping me to develop healthier habits.

Sleep training for adults, what a concept.

Living Without Facebook: a personal and social experiment

I'm leaving Facebook. For five years, Facebook has played a big role in my social life and has allowed me to connect with friends and family that I wouldn't otherwise have had such easy access to. It has seen me through the birth of my son, my marriage, moving towns, political elections, career connections and newsworthy topics. But, it has also given way to misinterpretations, accusations and judgements. I've never been afraid to speak my mind or give my opinion and while it has backfired on me a time or two in 'real life', it is no where near the amount of times on Facebook. 

People use online profiles for a number of reasons. Education, dating, special interests, hobbies, professional advancement, bullying, porn - you name it, it's out there. It also gives us the option of hiding behind our computer screens and saying all the things we would never say to a person's face. So while I am on my Facebook hiatus, I am challenging myself to reconnect with my friends and family in a more direct and humanistic way. I want to sit across a table from my best friend, with coffee in my hand, rather than watch her children grow up in pictures. I want to challenge myself to pursue new areas of interest or rekindle old ones. 

Why now? I realized today that most of the people I'm 'friends' with on Facebook don't really know me. And I don't know them. I find their posts, pictures, and comments interesting and entertaining - which is great. But, I don't know what's in their heart, which to me is the truth of a real friendship. Yesterday, I got blasted on Facebook for a few comments I made regarding a hot button issue. And the person that blasted me had been trolling my posts and comments over the last few months (or maybe years) and had compiled those statements into a character that she believes encompasses all of me. True, everything she read came from me; but she didn't have the opportunity to know if the comment was written with sarcasm, or anger, or excitement, or if it was off the cuff, or with happiness, sadness or jubilation or if it was simply a bad joke. So while I made a few casual statements in support of a 'friend', the blaster took that and everything else she knew of me from my online persona and threw it in my Facebook face. The things she wrote made me feel angry and hurt, but mostly it made me feel vulnerable. Not to mention a few hundred people were able to see it. I realized that I have put pictures of my child, my husband, my friends and myself all over my page. I've written posts and made comments that are mostly random thoughts or knee-jerk reactions and often time just simply out of boredom. I have let the world into my life and never considered how it appears from outside looking in.

So, I'm signing off for now and will return when I feel the time is right. I'll try to track my findings and progress here and will hopefully make a return to Facebook with fresh eyes and a full heart.

5 new ways to avoid the flu this year.

If your household has been lucky enough to have avoided the flu so far this season, congratulations. Our home was hit last month and it was a miracle our marriage survived. Two sick and irritated adults in one home is enough to drive us over the edge. I am fairly certain our son carried the virus home from preschool, yet managed to avoid contracting it. Thanks, kid.

There is no fool-proof way to avoid the flu and we are all aware of the common ways to try to ward it off such as, wash your hands, stay away from sick people, get a flu shot, etc. But here are a five more ways that you may not have considered:

1. Eat Red and Green Hot Peppers. You can get 303% of your daily recommended vitamin C in just a half cup. That is three times the amount of an orange! Vitamin C strengthens the immune system by increasing the number and quality of white blood cells.

2. Avoid sugar. Sugar has the opposite effect of Vitamin C in that it impairs immune function. Viral cells love sugar and sugar slows down our white blood cells, which are necessary for fighting off infection.

3. Buy a new toothbrush - toothbrushes can harbor viruses and prolong the illness. Dental Health plays a vital role in our overall health. Think about it, our mouth is the gateway to our internal body.

4. Go heavy on the garlic. This wonder food has potent antiviral and antibacterial properties.

5. Eat Sweet Potatoes. Sweet potatoes are rich in Vitamin A, a powerful antioxidant and immunity booster.

The importance of the GMO.

Genetically Modified Organisms, or GMO's, are in nearly 80% of the foods in our grocery stores. That means that most of us are eating at least one GMO food a day. This is a problem.

But let's jump back a bit and start with a question: What are GMO's and why should we be worried about them? GMO's were first introduced in the 1990's as a means to increase crop growth and inhibit pest and insect degradation. Sounds good so far, right? Of course we would want to grow more foods at a faster rate while also decreasing the amount of loss due to bugs. Picture this, a scientist in a lab holding a single seed and needing to find a way to make that seed resistant to insects. So he injects the seed with pesticide, plants it in the ground and now the plant is a complete turn off to pests because it has been grown with the pesticide already inside the plant. Now imagine that plant is a soybean or kernel of corn. Now imagine that corn on your dinner plate. A delicious plate of pesticides.

Now let's talk about pesticides and what is in them. Aldicarb, paraquat, maneb, atrizine, and cyanide. Most likely, you have only heard of cyanide, or rat poison, and we all know the end result. Here are just a few known illnesses related to the use of the other pesticides listed; neurological problems including, Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, and epilepsy, nerve damage, loss of neurons in the brain, breast cancer, severe food allergies and ADHD. And those are just a few.

I mentioned two very specific crops earlier: corn and soy. The top two crops grown in the U.S. And nearly all are genetically engineered. Why? Because both corn and soy are extremely versatile and cheap to grow and process. Take a look at a box of cereal and you will most likely see both corn and soy listed in the ingredients. Which you can now be guaranteed that pesticide is an ingredient as well. Now take a look at any other boxed, canned and processed food label. Corn and/or soy, right? You may see things like, soy protein isolate, soy lecithin, high fructose corn syrup, and modified corn starch. All of these will not only contain pesticides but also have been highly processed to the point of being unrecognizable to their original plant form and are now simply a chemical derivative.

So what do we do about it now that we know about it? The easy answer is to buy organic foods and stop buying boxed and processed foods. But, we all know that we are tight on money and schedules and let's face it, organic is costlier and cooking absolutely everything from scratch is a full-time job. Now imagine you have the option of knowing which foods include GMO's. So when you want to buy a simple box of cereal, you know if you are getting a dose of cancer with it or the safe non-GMO ingredients. We have the power as voters and consumers to change the way our food is labeled. Washington state will soon be voting on Initiative-522, to require the labeling of GMO foods and ingredients. The FDA (Food and Drug Administration) has also just recently declared that GMO salmon can begin production. So now instead of fresh wild salmon, you will be fed farmed GMO salmon and not even have the option of knowing what it is or why.


Now that you know, what will you do?

Settling Up

My mom and I rarely discussed relationships or boys when I was a teenager, and I preferred it that way. I wasn't an awkward teen. Not a nerd, nor a wallflower. I was outgoing, confident, had plenty of friends, dressed in the latest cool clothes and survived both middle and high schools unscathed. But boys didn't get me, or I didn't get them. I'm not sure which. So, I went through high school without really ever having a boyfriend. Oh sure, I kissed a few boys, let them feel me up and what have you, but never a boyfriend to speak of. The only advice I really ever remember my mom giving me was, "don't get pregnant and always marry up".

This week I seem to be discussing marriage a lot among friends. Marriage is always one of those subjects that people either blab too much of their intimate relations and then have blabbers remorse or they only say the positive aspects of their marriage in which the rest of us look at them and think: bullshit. I'm not sure which is better. It is rare to find a friend that can listen to your latest gripe without comparing her own marriage and feeling triumphant that she isn't as fucked** up as you. Women are jealous creatures, after all.

Several years before I married my husband, I was head over heels in love with another guy that I was certain I would marry. He was accomplished, smart, cultured and philanthropic. In the words of his mother, he looked good on paper. (Yes, his mother actually said that to me). On the other hand, he was selfish, mean-spirited and superficial. In the end, the latter qualities trumped the 'good on paper' ones and our relationship ended. I realized then that even though I may have 'married up' had we stayed together, I was really settling for less than the man I deserved.

Coincidently, my husband not only looks great on paper, he looks pretty damn good in person too. Would he enjoy an evening of Maya Angelou readings over a beer at a dive bar? No way. Does he prefer the bright lights of the city over a quiet small town? Never. In the end I suppose I didn't marry up. I would say I settled up. I settled for kindness, humor, security and generosity - which is probably what my mother meant in the first place. Have a blabbed too much?

Marriage is both simple and complicated. We give all of ourselves to one person and hope like hell they don't drive us into the ground. We can make ourselves crazy analyzing our fights, trying to be right, trying to change our spouse or just trying to hold it all together when it is inexplicably falling apart. And we do all of this while having babies, raising children and working like mad. It is no wonder most of us are ending up divorced. I think it is like this: fall crazy in love, get married and hold on for dear life while riding that roller coaster. You might be scared to death, but the thrill of the ride can't be matched.



**Sorry for the profanity in this post, but you aren't a kid, right? And if you are letting your kid read this, then quit judging me and get a mirror.

Wanna Play?

The end of summer always comes suddenly. One day you are fanning yourself in 80 degree weather, and the next you are crunching through fallen leaves. My son has started his second year of preschool and all of a sudden he seems so grown up. Somehow he went from being my sweet little baby to a little man. Our conversations flow so easily I sometimes forget I am talking to a three year old. I love taking him to preschool and seeing his eyes scan the room as he soaks up every vision of education until I think his eyes will burst. He comes home singing songs, telling stories, reciting his ABC's and counting anything and everything. It makes me think of my own daily activities and whether they resemble anything like my childhood. As a kid, my free time was usually spent with Megan, my childhood best friend, and playing in the woods behind my house. I remember my mom installing a tether ball pole in our driveway because it was my favorite recess game. I had a favorite tree in my backyard that I would climb, perch myself on a limb and read a book. I remember riding on the handlebars of Megan's bicycle as she pedaled us around our neighborhood (sans helmets). Today my days consist of the mostly mundane: paying bills, cleaning the house, laundry, working out, identifying random smells. That last one happens more often than I would like to admit. Above it all, I dread working out. Yes, I feel good afterward. No, that feeling does not carry me through to the next sweat session. I miss the days of 'play'. Long before parents were setting up play dates, we were picking up the phone every day after school, calling a friend and asking one simple question: wanna play? Now it sounds more like this, "today I have to go do this boring thing, then that boring thing, then I have to drag my ass to the gym and exercise". Sounds fun, right? So, as a little experiment, I have been using typical playground activities as my workouts. Today I decided to jump rope. I used to jump rope for what seemed like hours. Double jumps, running jumps, criss cross, backwards - however creative I could get. After five minutes today, I soon realized why I was such a skinny kid. Jumping rope is hard work. If you are feeling like giving it try, here is my workout from today:

30 second warm up (two foot jumps with one jump in between rope turns)
1 minute jumping
20 pushups
1 minute jumping
35 toe touch sit ups
1 minute jumping
25 squats
1 minute jumping
40 planking knees to elbows
1 minute jumping
20 double lunges (20 per leg, 40 total)
repeat circuit 2-3 times

Have fun! Maybe tomorrow I will climb trees.