Meet Alexis

She's a little spaz. She's seven weeks old and I think that last night was the first night that she slept without her little brothers, she seemed really lonely. Kyle and she are going to get along just great (though I wish I could say the same for she and Lucious. Lucious does not know how to handle a puppy.) She was just eating a packaging penut and I asked Kyle to take it away from her because I did not want it to get lodged in her intestines (I have a history of dog's eating strange things, and those things getting . . . stuck). He responded that they were made of corn starch and not going to kill her. I asked if they were edible and he said, "well I've eaten them and I'm fine."














chewing on the inside of my purse.

South Mountain

We went for a little hike in the mountains and had a great time. Unfortunately we ran out of water and didn't get to go very far.

































I did manage to get stung by a bee in the short time that we were out. This is the stinger that Kyle pulled out of my neck.



Lucious' photo for the cover of his next major motion picture - Dog Runner

Project 9 of many. . .

This is a quilt that I made for my friend Melody. Melody only sees in black and white so I wanted to make something for her that we would both see the same way. I also had no idea of knowing if it would be pretty or not if I made it in color. When Kyle told me that he liked it better than the quilt I made him I knew that I had done my job. . .

Project 8 of Many. . .

I cannot recall exactly when I made this, but I believe it was during the early stages of my broken foot. It's been pilled up in a ball for awhile, which is why it is so wrinkly. While I was doing the straps on this dress I came up with this really cool idea for something else which I drew somewhere so that I wouldn't forget it. If I ever find the piece of paper I drew the idea on and get a bunch of chiffon I'll make sure to post it.
























The straps are made of one long cord

Curious

I just found out that my really good friend Melody Girarouard's (whom I met at Macy's) dad went to school with and was best friends with Scott Williams (Suzy's Williams Dad) in Versailles, Missouri. The world is so small.

I liked having a broken foot. It allowed me to be in the middle of a lot more projects.

some food for thought

Did you know that milk naturally has traces of morphine in it? Morphine, codeine and other opiates are naturally produced in cows's livers and end up in their milk. All milk contains casein, a protein that breaks apart during digestion and releases opiates. These opiates exist so that newborns will want to nurse, it actually ensures a bond between mothers and their young.
I have been reading this diet book called Skinny Bitch. I have never read a diet book before and started reading it in the bookstore because I couldn't understand how a diet book could be on the New York Times best seller list. I found the book to be somewhat hilarious (though, as the title suggests it's got some terrible language in it) and bought it. The guy at the checkout counter was like, "hey do you know that this book is all about becoming a vegan" and i was like "pshh, veganism the stupidest thing ever."
After reading about all the meat processing plants and all of the pesticides, disease and crap that is in meat I decided that I would probably never eat meat again. I did it for 2 years without any motivation that I can remember, so now that I actually have a reason it should be a breeze.
I mean all of those stupid billboards up in California that read "pets are people too" always made me really really angry. Mostly because I over generalize that the people who says that kind of stuff are generally pro choice too- which I am not. Anyway, the way that animals are being treated in these meat processing plants is not the way that I believe God intended for us to govern them. I have decided that I cannot be both pro life and a carnivore. The only time I could justify eating meat is if I knew that the animal being slaughtered had been treated humanely and fed completely naturally. i.e. Uncle Andy's sheep.
Someday my body (Lord willing) is going to be the temporary home for a child and right now there is so much crap in it that I can't even conceive of the idea of having a child (though I am sure all of my eggs are no better off than I am).
So as I've been reading this book I have been thinking that there is no possible way that I could give milk up, and I am still not convinced that I could - I mean, I truly am addicted to dairy, especially cheese. But this book is quite convincing that dairy is just as bad as meat. Cows being given steroids so that they produce more than a 100 pounds of milk a day (when they should really only be producing 10 pounds) and being sucked dry and having terrible oozing sores on their udders so that blood and puss mixes with the milk requiring it to be pasteurized which destroys beneficial enzymes and makes calcium less available. Plus if the cows are sick the antibiotics that they are given goes right into their milk production and hence our bodies. Also another study shows that consuming high amounts of dairy blocks iron absorption which leads to iron deficiency - which I am pretty sure I suffer from.
Conclusion - I might really be addicted to milk and need to drink less milk and find some that is truly organic (none of the USDA certified stuff is really legit).
Mom, I think you might enjoy reading this book