I grew up with a garden. My father always grew some tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and green beans. Both of my grandfathers (maternal and paternal) grew backyard gardens, too.
I learned at a young age that horse manure was gold and if you wanted to yield a fruitful garden the more shit, the better.
Monday, April 20, 2015
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Wednesday, April 8, 2015
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Real Food: Chicken Something
We are in the midst of our 2nd Advocare 24 Day Challenge. The first 10 days is a "cleanse" so the idea is to not eat anything processed.
You eat whole food meals. Fruits, vegetables, lean meats, and complex carbohydrates.
That means eliminating particular foods (but not limited to):
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
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The Truth about Honesty
Under the thumbnail of my picture for this blog I have a quote:
I believe that; with every ounce of my being.
By nature I'm a truth seeker. I don't believe the paint is wet, I don't believe shit stinks, I don't believe it's raining... these are things I have to find out for myself. Plus a multitude of other less trivial things that occur in my life.
It's not that I don't trust people - I just need to know I've gotten the full truth so I can validate the statement. I could save myself some time if I believed people at their word.
"Even if you sugarcoat shit... it's still shit"
I believe that; with every ounce of my being.
By nature I'm a truth seeker. I don't believe the paint is wet, I don't believe shit stinks, I don't believe it's raining... these are things I have to find out for myself. Plus a multitude of other less trivial things that occur in my life.
It's not that I don't trust people - I just need to know I've gotten the full truth so I can validate the statement. I could save myself some time if I believed people at their word.
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