Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I just have to come on here and tell you guys something that I think is important. It's about The New Silver Solution...DON'T SKIP! This colloidal silver is different from other products because it uses a metallic silver, as opposed to the ionic silver used in other colloidal silver products.
AAanyways, I think this is important because nearly all antibiotics are becoming useless to a great degree, and harmful bacteria will continue to develop resistant and mutant strains. YES, MUTANT STRAINS! But we all already knew that. The rise of drug-resistant germs is unparalled in recorded history! Penicillin, for example, lost it's power back in the 1950s and 60s. And they keep coming up with more anitbiotics, and those, in turn, loose their power as well. This antibiotic strategy doesn't do much but buy us 5-10 years.
But, because of the broad-spectrum action of the silver, even those nasty mutation strains of bacteria are killed by the silver. The bacteria cannot generate resistant strains to it. There've been several tests done on it, against tons of different pathogenic bacteria, and the new silver solution kills them all.
also, the new silver solution is entirely benign. There have been several safety tests done on it. People have consumed 1 mg of the new silver solution a day for several months, with absolutely no side-effects. It is impossible to drink enough of it for it to become toxic. You'd have to drink a swimming pool of it a day.
ALSO, antibiotics wipe out all the friendly bacteria in our stomachs. I don't know about all of our friendly bacteria, but tests have shown that it keeps some strains of it alive, like lactobacillis. Which is excellent, right?
it is effective against many things which plauge me and my sisters. Email me if you want to know how to use this silver to combat cold sores, the common cold, diaper and other rashes, eye infections, flu, earaches, yeast infections, urinary tract infections, etc etc.
anyways, the ionic colloidal silver solutions are still effective, it's just that the new silver solution is several hundred times more effective in some tests done. It has no odor, no taste other than a faint metallic aftertaste, it's clear, n colourless, and can wipe out colonies of harmful bacteria at concentrations of 5 ppm (parts per million) and less. And the new silver solution is 10 ppm. Remember, it is completely safe. And people who have taken large amounts of even the ionic colloidal silver for years never got argyia, a condition which doesn't harm you but turns your skin and gums a slight grey hue. So there's no danger of that either.
anyways, if you've read this far, congratulations! I hope that you have because i think this is so important. If you have any questions at all, email me about it.
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beetlemack posted @ 4:59 PM
Friday, November 06, 2009
baby and i go for a walk
Today Owen was restless and bored of all his toys. So I decided to take him for a walk. I bundled him up in his new fleecy snowsuit and took him outside.
I strapped him into his stroller.
So far the dogs were OK. There were the two annoying yippy ones, but they bypassed me and went straight to Boots. There were other dogs that barked from afar, and one that was held at bay by its owner. I reached the turning-point and turned around. So far so good. At one point Boots became surrounded by curious dogs, but they left me alone. That was until I was almost at the end of the street. I thought it was a good spot to stop and take pictures.
Suddenly I heard barking and out of the corner of my eye see something huge and black hurtling towards me. I turn and see that it's an enourmous rottweiler.
"Hemmy!" its owner calls in vain. Hemmy, snarling and barking, barrells right up to me and my baby. It comes right behind me, walking and snapping right at my heels. I turn around sharply and Hemmy backs off a few paces, snarling, and comes back. Through all this, Boots stands a bit up the road, staring at everything that's going on and not lifting a PAW to help me! Thanks a LOT Boots. Hemmy's owner, a short, balding man, has reached us now. He grabs Hemmy's collar.
"Sorry about that," he apologizes. "She's territorial."
I answer shakily and then make my way home. All in all not the most succesful walk but it felt good to get outside. I hate being stuck here all the time, stuck inside.
a drab, colourless me!!
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beetlemack posted @ 4:01 PM
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
babi
wearing the toque aunty amy made
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beetlemack posted @ 4:14 PM
Monday, November 02, 2009
a cluttered life Yesterday morning Ben came home from work feeling sick. He crawled into bed and passed out. "If you still feel sick by 3 or 4 phone your work and tell them you can't come in tonight" I warned before leaving for church. Yes I went to church without my husband, with a baby, having to play piano for sacrement meeting and teach a class while looking after said baby. *shrug*. No big deal. Done it enough times now...was I ever really stressed out about it?
Anyhow, Haylie looked after Owen while I played piano, and I was able to teach most of my class, but I had Ben's friend Derek come in with me and he took over when I had to leave and nurse Owen. Owen fell asleep and so did I, sitting in the lounge chair with my head craned back. He woke up with a start and woke me up too. I don't always realize how tired and deprived of sleep I am, until moments like that. My eyes were red and bloodshot when I walked back into primay. I caught the last bit of singing time, and was able to participate in sharing time. At the end there was a giant cake shaped like an ant that a sister in the ward had given us. It matched the lesson, which was on servANT. There was also diligANT, observeANT, obidiANT, etc. I thought that was funny. The cake had very thick, grey icing, and green jello inbetween the two layers. By far the most interesting cake I've ever partaken of.
When we got home Ben was still lying in bed. He called out a feeble 'hi hun' when he heard me come downstairs. I pushed aside the sheet nailed accross our doorway (no door) and went in to say hello. He was still feeling sick so I got him the phone and he called his work. Then he dozed some more. I changed into comfy oversized sweats and changed Owen out of his dressup clothes and went upstairs.
For dinner there was steak and baked potatoes and salad. I had steak and salad, deciding to practice my food-combining. I won't get completely into it, but you're not supposed to eat starches with proteins. In fact, basically the only thing you can eat with proteins is non-starchy vegetables. I mean, I am a foody and have no strong conviction on giving up the wonderful combinations of flavours and foods out there...but sometimes I like to be a healthy bean. Give my digestive system a break, uh?
Ben and I are cleaning up. Well, he is, right now. But I just cleaned the digusting bathroom. It had hair all over the sink (thanks to Haylie, who straightens her hair over it every day) and the garbage was overflowing and the toilet was, well...nevermind. Anyways, it's much better now. Now I'm going to clean off our dressers because they are CLUTTERED.
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beetlemack posted @ 10:38 AM
Friday, October 30, 2009
bacon shouldn't be a last name I've been bad. I'll just come out and say it. The past two days I have spent almost completely in front of the computer screen. Piles of laundry to do lying at my feet and a baby wanting my attention. The reason for this neglect? A website called honeyz. Where you pick a style and a look and play games to earn more money to buy more clothes and put them on your' honey'. It's ridiculously addicting and fun for me. Is that sad? As Sarah said, it's almost as if I'm living vicariously through my 'honey' with all the cute clothes and things. I haven't been able to afford the clothes I like since I've been married. My wardrobe is a matter of despair. But there are more important things than clothes, right?
Anyways, today I snapped out of it and put on the loads of laundry and have been giving my baby more attention. Not that I completely ignored him yesterday, mind you. Actually, yesterday he finally accepted his baby cereal for the first time. It was really fun. So today I gave him a little more and he ate way more today. I'd only made a little bit and he ate it all and wanted more. I'm excited about the next food to introduce him to. I'm thinking green beans...which I'll steam and puree (and strain) myself. I have a baby/toddler cookbook that tells me how to make all these baby foods.
I tried out this cheddar bacon potato tart the other day. It was very tasty but it didn't hold together like it was supposed to...and then later when I looked back at the recipe I realized I copied it down wrong. Eryn you could make this one without the bacon, it would still be amazing, with the garlic and onion and cheddar. But it's a bit tricky to make and takes hours.
Owen has now mastered 'dada' and is moving on to 'ka' and 'dats'. Sometimes he lets out an inadvertant 'ma' or 'mama' but seems to be preoccupied with the 'd' sound. It'll come. Meanwhile I spend many moments each day saying 'mama' to him over and over again. He just smiles at me like it's some game. I remember smiling at Laura when she said her name to me over and over again because I thought it was a game. I always remembered her dissapointed look. And I remember it being in the kitchen in a jumble of legs and knees.
Yesterday it snowed and snowed and the ground and trees were covered with a thick carpet. Today it's been raining so now everything's slushy. That's the worst...because it'll freeze tonight and make it extra dangerous tomorrow for my hun to drive to work.
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beetlemack posted @ 4:27 PM
Monday, October 26, 2009
skin tag
Saturday was an overloaded day; Ben had worked the night before and was working again that night, but I needed him to drive me into town because of the cookie fiasco. I'd made those peanut butter thumb-drop cookies, right? with the mini hershy's kiss pressed into them? Well, they turned out really weird. half of them were over-cooked, half of them were undercooked. SO frustrating. So I finally caved in and bought some cookies from Save-on. Some chocolate chip ones from the bakery. They were for this funeral that was being held at our church. There was a young man who'd been murdered. He'd been in the drug scene. Anyways, they weren't members of the church, but the family didn't have enough money for all of their funeral expenses, so we held it there. I played piano. They apologized that they couldn't pay me. I didn't even know pianists were paid at funerals! I wouldn't have felt good taking money from them anyways. They were so sad. When the family came in, the Mom just started sobbing. She cried through the whole thing, and whenever a friend passed her she would hug them and just cry. The chapel was filled and everybody was crying, and the things that were said were very sweet and touching. I'd never been to so sad a funeral. The funerals for my grandparents were different, because they were old and had lived really good lives, and were suffering in the end, and it was almost just a mercy to see them go. But it's sad when somebody who's so loved and has so much potential dies so young.
Anyways, the food was provided by the Relief Society, and the tables were groaning with food. Piles of tuna and egg salad sandwiches and ham and cheese sandwiches, and somebody had brought bannock, and platters piled with fresh fruit, and the desert table had trays and trays of cookies and squares and cake. It was hardly touched, too. At the end, the family wrapped it all up and took it all with them, which surprised us a little, just because they were a small family and we hoped they could eat it all before it went bad. But we were glad they had taken it, because before we'd been worried about what we'd do with all the extra food. Anyways, after everyone left, the few of us members who'd been there cleared everything away and cleaned up. It took a while.
Meanwhile, there'd been a surprise birthday party planned for Abby by her friend Brenda, so on the way home Gail stopped at Save-on and I rushed in to buy her a small gift. I love buying gifts--it's so fun! I chose a bronze lip gloss (that I knew would look good on her) and some moss-green eyeshadow with glints of gold in it. When we got there, though, Abby was there with her Mom, and everybody had left,because the funeral took too long and Brenda'd had to go pick up her daughter. But there was cake, so me and Gail and Abby and her Mom sat around and ate cake (tuxedo cake) and then Abby opened her presents from Gail and I. She was very appreciative, and put on the gloss right then. I was right, it looked super good on her. I felt proud of myself.
After that Gail and I had to rush back in to town and pick up some milk, then rush back home. We were home for half an hour and already it was time to go to book club. Owen hadn't slept well all day, because of all the excitement and going from place to place--he'd just had quick naps in the car, and I had just gotten him down, too. So that wasn't good.
But anyhow, it was our first meeting, and it was so fun! It was at Claudette's house, and she'd made chocolate muffins, and had printed out stuff from the internet with different genres and possible book choices. We sat around and discussed what kinds of books we'd like to read. I was the only one with any suggestions, so we decided on A Town Like Alice for our first book. I've already finished it. It's really good--so romantic! Nothing like a satisfying romance. It also has so much peronal progress and growth in it, and that's always nice to read about too. So I'm really happy about the book club, and glad I had the momentary guts to get things moving.
Ben's days off, yay! i love his days off.
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beetlemack posted @ 11:32 AM
Friday, October 23, 2009
the watchful frog Owen's sleeping, and Ben's leaving for work. I just kicked his butt in a game of crib. Never thought I'd be the type of person to play crib. But it's something that Ben and I do together. He loves card games and I think they're a fun way to pass the time. Ben and I've been feeding Owen pieces of orange. We just peel off a partition and hold it in his mouth and he sucks like crazy. It's so cute--he concentrates so hard and leans forward and clenches his fists and sucks with all his might. He sucks until there is nothing but transparant, raggedy skin left over, all the sweet orange innards gone. He also likes orange peels. He got his sticky little hands on one the other day, and I noticed he was strangely quiet, so I looked, and he had got the peel and was stuffing it into his mouth and sucking on it. I took it away and his face immediatly crumpled and he threw a fit. He's still in the stage where when he throws a fit it's cute.
Last night I made cookies for a funeral I'm going to tomorrow. They were little peanutbutter thumb-size balls, with a mini chocolate kiss pressed into them. Well, I kind of undercooked them, and they tasted almost like just plain cookie dough, so Ben and I've been eating them. Now there's not much left and I'm going to have to make more; plus I feel yucky.
On the finding a place front, Ben talked to a guy on the phone, who said that we could stay at this house rent-free as long as Ben was working on the renovations there. It needs to be painted and the flooring needs to be done. Painting = not fun, unless we get to pick the colours. Then it's awesome. I'm not afraid of colours. But the house or 'cabin' it was advertised as, is in a kind of grungy area of town, so I'm a bit leery. We're going by to look at it tomorrow. Because there is real danger in Williams Lake, especially if you're white. Almost every time I read the paper I'm reading about stabbings and attacks on white people from angry Natives. There's a lot of hate here.
Speaking of the colours bit, I'll never forget that time when I moved into the room downstairs in the basement when I was 14, and Mom and Dad said I could paint it any colour I wanted. So I wanted to paint it this smoky grey-blue. But Jordan was on a mission then and I happened to talk to him on the phone, and he advised me to paint it tan or beige. He had a very strong opinion about it. He said beige went with everything and then I could put whatever other colours in my room I wanted. I trusted his opinion so much that that's what I did end up doing--I painted it a light tan. So boring!! And so not me. I put a strip of the blue along the top, and the end result was very bland and kind of masculine.
the creepy, watchful frog series:
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beetlemack posted @ 7:22 PM