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Welcome Back!!!

Published September 3, 2010 by MrsQwnBee

Hi Everyone!!!  I’m sorry for my long absence. Summer home with my kiddos got me! But I’m back! YAY!

Now just a little about our Summer. My son graduated Kindergarten and then we went to California to see my daughter graduate High School!!

Both went really well. A little teary eyed, but I did not fall apart like I thought! We spent most of the Summer inside, suffering from Cabin Fever and Tag-Teaming Mom. (Lucky me!)  But as of Monday, the 30th of August–we were back to the School Time Schedule.

It’s been a tough adjustment–for me! I haven’t ever been up so early before! I think we’ve finally managed this hurdle–it only took 4 days to get into the swing of things!

My older son started FIRST GRADE this year and a FULL DAY of school! He’s managed it flawlessly! He and his brother decided months ago to give up taking naps–so it’s not a problem for them one bit. (Ugh for Mommy though!).

So this school year has been a HUGE Milestone for us.  For the last 3 years (my son went through Pre, Pre-K, Pre-K and Kindergarten), it has been a version of total hell. 

We would go through yelling, screaming, temper tantrums, door slamming, more screaming, hysterical crying, hardcore stubbornness and throwing up–ALL before the school bus came in the morning. (the bus driver even came to talk to me to check and see if he was OK, because he would sit and scream and cry the whole 10 minutes to school everyday.)

Then he wouldn’t talk, communicate, socialize or anything–with anyone at school. Not the kids, not the teachers–no one. It was, needless to say, an ordeal.

Last year in Kindergarten, his teacher told me that it’s a big shock to kids when they start Kindergarten, and a lot of them won’t even start to come out of their shell until after the Winter Break.

HOLY LORD!!! Really?

So after break, he finally starts to communicate–his way.  The teacher knew he had an IEP (Individual Education Plan), which signifies this kid has some “ism’s” to watch for.  So with that in mind, since he wouldn’t speak, she actually expected his first words to be a version of grunting.

One day, they were writing in class (just a sentence or a few words is all).  She asked him to write something down, like everyone else is doing.  He just looked up at her (yes, he actually had eye contact with her) and said very matter-of-factly, “Um, no. I just don’t feel like writing today” and chucks his pencil back down on the desk.  His teacher almost fell over!

My son is shy. Very shy. He takes his time getting comfortable with people (at least 20 minutes) and is like a dog–he knows right away if he’s dealing with a good person or not.

Like I said–this year really broke the mold. 

He was excited about starting school this year. We weren’t sure if he was just repeating words to make Mom and Dad happy of if he meant it. He actually meant it this time.

No crying, no screaming, no fits. None of the usual getting ready in the morning escapades.  He ate his breakfast, got dressed, got his backpack, got in the car–with NO PROBLEMS.  I’m still in amazement!

His teacher talks to me everyday when I pick him up (I love her–she is such a blessing and I think she realized really quick how much I worry about him). Each day gets even better. He is answering questions, talking with her and even shared in front of the class!!!


He is eating the school lunch in the cafeteria (he was deathly afraid of crowds and loud noises–so I was terrified he would go hide under a table) every day–it’s his pattern.  But this year, I am so proud to say, that we broke our 3 year record!

Now I know it’s only the first week, but he has done SO WELL and I am SO PROUD of him–I just can’t even believe it’s the same kid!

I’ll keep you all posted throughout the year in regards to him–but I am simply amazed! He’s starting to really come out of his shell and I couldn’t be prouder!!!!


If you have any comments about this, starting school, or want to yell out a “Holla” for your child too–I’d love to hear about it! 

Thank you so much for reading this and feel free to share it with another parent who’s scared and nervous for their child too.  It’s very reassuring to know that there are other parents out there with these kinds of issues too! I know it makes me like “I’m not the ONLY one out there.”  I’m here and so many more are too! There’s sanity in numbers!


Western Medicine can Eat My (blank)!

Published June 28, 2010 by MrsQwnBee

As suggested by my friend Krisna, I am venting today.  This is one of the perfect topics to write about. Western “medicine” or lack thereof.

I have a reached an all time limit of the BS I am given in my search for better or at least passable health, by my Western medicine Provider.  It’s CLEARLY time to seek natural cures and look into alternative health resources.

This has NOT been my year for health (so far). It started January and after only 1 month of respite–it’s all back AGAIN.  Now my health troubles are nothing compared to what some are going through. In terms of cancer–this is a small case of hiccups in comparison. But to me, as a very crazy/busy Mom–this is impacting my life and my love life (my poor husband is going to shrivel up–I know it!), and frankly, I’VE HAD IT!!!!!

As I say with everything that bothers me in life, “THERE HAS TO BE A BETTER WAY.”  I will find it! I will–watch me do it!

Now I am proudly turning into a Tree Hugger. Obviously, Nature has got it right. But I’ve been so blinded by a hypochondriac mother (who takes anyone to the doctor at the sign of a sniffle and thinks that getting a splinter will magnify and mutate into the cause of you dying a horrible death. Nice huh?)

But my recent exploits with Western Medicine, have helped me finally draw that much needed line in the sand.  Prepare for your eyes to bug out and if you get mad–I warned ya!!! (Just leave me a comment so we can vent together!)

In January, I had nausea, a sick stomach, the tireds, migraines, feeling so bad I had to lay down in the dark while my hubby took care of the kids. I had an acid blocker (Protonix) and a migraine medication (Treximet–I never used because the side effects scared me so bad) prescribed for me.

Not to mention this nifty stuff called Promethazine–which kicks nausea in the gonads, but leaves you groggy, tired and listless for 2 days after taking only 1/4 of the tablet! Just what a SAHM needs, right? NOT.

Now February, March and most of April, had even more reflux, acid and nausea, with the usual headaches, sinus headaches, tension and stress from being a Stay at Home Mom. All I could do was take the Protonix daily and hope it would be an OK day for me.

In February/March, I thought I was dying of a heart attack. (Yes, I do have WebMD bookmarked!). I had Costo Chondritis–which is an inflammation of the ligaments around your ribs. Sharp chest pains, numbness, coldness and tingling sent me in to the doctor (remember the neurotic Mom?). It was the Costo C along with carpal tunnel–of course on my left side. I was on anti-imflammatories and a 7 day antibiotic to try to get rid of it, and a cool new wrist brace to wear at nights that my hubby loves! (He feels bullet proof with it on! It looks just like something bowlers wear if you ask me.) They wanted to do a nerve conduction test, but my insurance would have no part of that!! $3350 to do it!  But I did a stress test, an EKG (which blew apart my deductible all in one shot) and X-rays–to find NOTHING.

Now moving onto April. I was on the Protonix and I did something REALLY REALLY stupid. I got totally, rip roaring DRUNK. (Big Bad No-No if you’re on prescription meds). I was getting my lower back tattoo done and I knew it would be excruciating–so I drank and drank and drank. The room didn’t stop spinning until 9pm, and I started at noon. Aie Yie Yie.  Well that did it. Suddenly, the Protinix stopped working altogether and I had a lump in my throat constantly, for a week. This sucker felt like a walnut–and it wouldn’t go away no matter what I did. So again, I went to the doc. This time he ordered a Barium Swallow/Upper GI test with x-rays. (Not to mention some new dual phase acid reducer that make me feel even worse).

And since I had Protonix in my system, they had me do an H. Pylori test–which I won’t discuss, but was definitely, the MOST humiliating test on the face of this earth. That too came back negative, after the insurance tried to bill us over $600 for it, but all it was, was an error they made in my member number.  At the end of the barium swallow (and only at the end) I was told Surprise! I have a little hernia!  HOLY COW!! Are you kidding? Maybe that’s why I haven’t been able to wear a bra in a year and a half! The pressure under my ribs makes me want to barf 10 minutes after I put the thing on! WOW!!!

OK. So back to the doctor (again) for test results. He wants me to have SURGERY for the hernia.  Oh Hell No I’m thinking!! According to WebMD, hernia surgeries are not guaranteed to keep working or work for very long. Yeah, NO!!!!! The recovery? The Cost? Ummm, yah, NO!

Now onto May. I read an article on Yahoo that the use of PPI’s (proton pump inhibitors–aka the Protinix I was using) is bad. Bad for your intestines, and makes you more susceptible to pneumonia. GREAT!!!!! So I stopped that cold–but you know what–for the first time in month, I felt nothing! No tummy pain, sickness or anything!! Hallelujah!!!! Was it the Protonix all along that was making me feel sick?

Are ya ready for June? Here we go!  June finally had me go see the Eye Doctor, that my regular doctor referred me to. I had Lasik surgery twice 2 years ago, and he wanted me to see someone so they had a baseline report for me.  To my disbelief, I needed glasses for the astigmatism that wasn’t wiped out with the surgeries. I thought I just had dry eyes for 2 years! Imagine my shock!

So I get the prescription made for the glasses. I chose wrap-around sunglasses and they were completely off!! So I chose another pair and was still waiting for my indoor/clear glasses to come in.  I finally got the sunglasses in time to drive to CA. They did OK. When I got back, the clear ones were ready! YAY!

I tried them and I started getting THE WORST facial/sinus headaches I have ever had! It felt like someone putting a gas mask on my face and sucking that part off my skull. The headache would last until I went to sleep. Nice.  So obviously, the prescription wasn’t working for me. So under advisement from several people (including my worrywart mother) I went back to the prescribing doctor.  They were nice, did the work, adjusted the prescription for me, only to wait another week to get the glasses back.

I get them back, the day before we get to see Penn & Teller!! I got to wear them for a whole 2 days, before the temple headaches started in again. New version with the headaches this time–lucky me.

OK–now here’s where you’re probably going to get pissed off. I know I did (and several others too).  I called the Eye Doctor to see about coming in again (this would be my 3rd visit). The RECEPTIONIST–NOT THE DOCTOR started in on me. This was my fault, I needed to have my glasses checked by the lens maker and not waste their 15 minutes to check another companies shoddy work, I was the bad guy because my insurance company didn’t pay them for charging me to come in again (I didn’t know there was a charge, no one said anything at the time and if they knew they wouldn’t get paid, why didn’t they charge me at the time, instead of making me the criminal here?) and if I came in again they would A. charge me for it and I would need to take care of the balance I owed, and B. they won’t do this again for me. This is obviously a problem I have and I would need to get further testing and meet with the doctor to see what my problem is.

WOW!!! But it gets better.

She actually calls me back. She forgot to mention that I should invest in a Blood Sugar meter because with fluctuations like that, I am most likely pre-Diabetic. I need to check my blood sugar and get it under control before I make an appointment with them!!!!!!  Great Googly Moogly!!!!

HOLY COW!!! Diabetes???

OK, so worrywart, neurotic me (remember, my mother OK?) already had a Dr. Appointment that day because of the extreme headaches I was getting and now I needed to check and see about Diabetes too.  I went in, they did 3 X-rays, blood work and the diabetic finger prick test, only to see that I have a HUGE sinus infection and my blood sugar was totally within the normal ranges.

PHEW!!!!!!! (But I still want to kick the ass of that nurse lady.) I sent an email complaint about her to their office. I don’t expect anything to happen, it’ll probably get round filed, but someone should at least know about her.

So I went home with 4 new medicines. One for Mucinex, 1 for the headaches, 1 nasal spray and 1 antibiotic with psychotic side effects as well as your tendons (anywhere) can rupture or tear at any time for no reason. WTH???? What did I do to piss this person off so much to give me this?

And he has ALWAYS given me prescriptions off the top of his head. Unlike the Pediatrician that sees my kids, he doesn’t take any notes on what I say, type in a laptop with every patient to look in their huge database–but it’s just off the top of his head!!! I have several medication allergies to be aware of–so they need to be extra careful not to prescribe the wrong thing.  My Mom FREAKED when she heard this!

My kids get a receipt with a diagnosis code on it and the Pediatrician is very clear to explain what they need and what it does.  All I get is fast talking, I hope I remember it and a receipt that shows I paid my co-pay. That’s it.

Anyways, with all these new medicines, my GERD is back in full force. I am LESS than Happy and researching like crazy to find something, anything out there that can help me.

I came across a website that really intrigued me–http://www.digestaqure.com/

In it, they talk about the Medical Community and “their focus on symptom and immune suppression with the use of drugs. almost all diseases are  termed “incurable”  by the medical/pharmaceutical establishment.  Addressing root causes through natural healing and immune restoring mean sis not usually an option for an MD, should he wish to remain in good graces with the establishment.”

This makes me sick and only proves to me, that my thinking and my pessimism about Western doctors, really isn’t too far from the truth. I wasn’t too far off in the first place huh?

There may be some Western Doctors out there that are good, honest, legitimate and really make your health a priority to them. I have not found any so far (and I have been on this Earth for 37 years), that are interested in only Band Aiding the problem. If you know of any good ones, please, prove me wrong.

In the meantime, I’m NEVER going to Siems Lasik in Las Vegas AGAIN, and I’m going to start seeing a Chiropractor and venture on the path that Mother Nature has laid before us.

We are all told that we need to partner up with our Medical Provider, and that we need to be an active participant in our health. But are we really getting the help we need or a quick fix band aid?  I’m thinking the band aid and that’s it.

Please feel free to comment on this. I’d love to hear your story and any referrals you might have. Please pass this on to others too. I know I’m not the only way that feels this way.

It’s important. It’s our health–and we only get one try at this Life.

Now I have to retract something.
As I look back on my years of dealing with Doctors, I did have 1, count it, ONE Doctor that I want clones of.
He really cared, didn’t try to stuff you full of prescriptions, HONESTLY listened to you, and really did his BEST to help make you better. His name was Dr. Evans Whitaker, and I was blessed to have him as my General Doctor for a few years, after the birth of my daughter. 
From what I can gather, he retired from General Practice in 2005 (?), and was located in Santa Cruz, CA.
My thanks and sincere praise go out to you, Dr. Whitaker–I wish there were more of you, because you were FANTASTIC!!!
Cheers to you Dr. Whitaker–for taking such good care of me and my daughter years ago.
No one has come even CLOSE to how wonderful he was. He set the standard for what a caring Doctor really should be like–in fact, he spoiled me!
Thank you for your years of service!

No More Naked Finger!

Published June 22, 2010 by MrsQwnBee

Hi Everyone!

This is going to be a “short” one from me today (normally I’m a big yapper!). But I just wanted to THANK The Shane Co. in California, for fixing, cleaning and inspecting my pride and joy–My Wedding Set!

It just arrived to me this morning and I am STOKED to have it back! It’s been an integral part of me for almost 11 years. I never take it off! I shower with it, sleep with it, clean with it, you name it, I do it–with it on. 

To me, my wedding set makes me who I am. It’s part of my heart. Would YOU take your own heart out of your chest, to put it on a shelf even to clean the floor? HECK NO!!!! (You’d fall over dead anyways!)

This is how I feel about it. During our wedding ceremony, we were told that the rings symbolize a circle with no beginning and no end. A continuous band of love and committment. 

Call me superstitious (and as a former hockey goalie, oh yeah, I definitely have them!!), but if my ring symbolizes Love and Committment–without it on, I feel wrong, like something BIG is missing.

Not only do wedding rings have special meanings for their wearers (when you look down at it, you remember the day you got them, the ceremony, your dress, the smile your partner had when you said I DO), but they also show to others (even on the street) that you are taken. You are worthwhile enough to be wanted by another. Not to mention they’re pretty to look at!

So needless to say I AM BEYOND HAPPY to have it back! It means the world to me, just like the man that gave it to me.

Take time out right now and remember your special day. Think of the details–the dress, the people there, the cake, the food, fun and dancing that took place, think of your honeymoon–the destination, the things and places you saw. But most importantly, try to remember the feeling of being “Just Married.” How proud you were to be “Mr.” or “Mrs.” whoever, and how excited you were to tell anyone you came across that you were a newlywed!

Soak it all in and may it bring a smile to your face today.  And don’t forget to text your significant other a simple, little “I Love You.”

If hope this brought a smile to your face! Please feel free to comment here and to pass it on to someone else who could use a smile or a trip down memory lane!  Make it a great day!!!

Does this mean I’m getting old?

Published May 25, 2010 by MrsQwnBee

Hey There.

I got to admit, I’m kinda having a downer of a day.

My older son is going to be graduating Kindergarten later this week. I remember when I was younger and in school, I couldn’t wait to be done with the school year. But as an adult, it’s a whole other story.

I don’t do well with goodbyes. I cry at funeral scenes in MOVIES. In Avatar, I cried 5 times, and totally came unglued when she rescued him. But I’m a mush. A certifiable mush–and I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s the Secret to being me.

So I’m on the verge of tears today, and I don’t really know why. Too many emotions I guess.

I have to say goodbye to my sons teacher soon–and it kills me. She has given me hope, understanding, laughter and the kindness in her heart. She has helped my son grow, talk more, be social more and really blossom this year, for which I am forever thankful for.    And because of the kindness she has shown for my son, wanting the best for him, protecting him when she can–I want to give her a gift of thanks–from my heart.

These days, school for my kids touches me, in ways I never expected they would.

My younger son starts Speech assistance next year too. I will have 1 son in full time 1st grade, and the other, part time in school too. I never thought that would happen. But that means my “little guy” is growing older too.

Now add to that–my daughter is graduating high school in June.  Soon, she will be an adult, on her own and going through life’s ups and downs. (I hope there won’t be many downs).  Her graduating is a big thing–it means she’s growing, getting older and the rumor is that I too, am getting older. (Everyone I’ve met recently still thinks I look 17 or 18–so I’m safe).  But “your little babies” aren’t babies anymore. They’re growing up.

I just read a great blog from my friend Chris. And he attached a video clip about Love and Paying it all forward. I got teary eyed again. 

But life is all about living, growing, loving and caring.  So instead of throwing myself a Pity Party, and this being all about me–I want to give something to you.

Life is not so scary, when you have distractions. Caring for others, passing on a kind word–whether it’s a smile or well wishes–it doesn’t matter. Pay it forward.

I could easily “give up the ghost,” turn off the computer and shut myself down. But I think when we really feel the most confused, upset or sad–we need to turn to others. Help them. Motivate them, Inspire them, Pay Attention to them, Listen to them.

And the funny things is–by changing your focus from yourself and your problems, to others and being a Light and a Beacon for them–it rubs off on you, and suddenly, you find that your inspiration towards others, has actually inspired you as well!

This was passed to me earlier this week. And I want to share it with you as well. I need some uplifting–so I’m going to uplift all of you instead! Funny how that works isn’t it?? Giving part of yourself away actually makes you feel fuller! (You gotta love the logic in that one!)

Pay it Forward.  Give something Back.  Believe in yourself. Believe that whatever you can conceive, you can achieve! Even if it’s your own personal dare to make that crusty old Scrooge crack a smile–then do it!

The world is your oyster! Today will be your BEST DAY Ever!!!

Live, Laugh, Love. Another 3 simple words to live by!  And thank you my friends–just by writing this, you have all made me feel better! So my thanks go to you!!!


Now enjoy this! You deserve it! —

What a Comeback!!!!

Published May 20, 2010 by MrsQwnBee


Hello Again!

I know I’ve only been blogging for a teeny tiny bit–but I think it’s time I share something with you.

I was hesitant to announce this to the world, because really, it’s NOT AT ALL my intention to get sympathy. It’s just from the heart and the real deal.

I’m really not saying this to try to get sympathy or even friends (but I do LOVE new friends, so catch me on Facebook–mrsqueenbee).

It’s just simply the absolute and total truth.

So here it is. My own personal “scoop” (and you’ll see why that’s funny as you read on).

Now, we are all trying so hard to make our businesses soar. Try this, try that.  We all have big dreams for us, our family, our way of life. But in 1995, I almost didn’t have a life.

I had brain surgery. I was 22 years old, and after that day, September 22, 1995, my whole life’s slate was wiped clean. Everything was turned upside down. I died on the table 3 times. but each time, I came back.

I was in the ICU for a week, followed by another week in the hospital.  But finally I got to come home.

I was right handed for everything–eating, putting on my makeup, brushing my teeth, shaving–you name it, I did it with my right hand. That was all gone in the blink of an eye.

I couldn’t hardly stand up and my balance was so awful I needed a nurse to help me walk in a walker.  It was really pathetic. I was a young 22 year old Mom of a 2 year old, but I felt like I was 80 and crippled. It was so disheartening, I don’t even have the words (and I’m a jabberjaw–so you know it must be bad!).

I knew my own name and the names of family members, but I couldn’t remember anything of my life before that day. (Thank goodness for pictures!). All gone. Nothing. Blank.

My vision was blurry and I couldn’t really taste anything. All I could do is  stare  and sleep. I had trouble even completing a statement. It was exhausting just to try to speak.  I was truly living the life of a zombie.

But I came back.

It took me 2 and a half years to learn to write left handed.  I was a recreational league hockey goalie briefly and I even learned to drive a stick shift car! Pretty Cool huh?

But I came back!

I got divorced thru all of this–but I was privileged to marry the man of my dreams, my Superglue for everything. (He would even come to visit his “dearest friend” on his days off from work, and walk with me, hand in hand, around the block because I couldn’t do it by myself.)

What a great comeback that was!

Now fast forward to now.  We’ve been married almost 11 years and have 2 sons. My daughter (then 2) will be graduating High School this June!

I came back to lead a great life filled with lots of love and daily challenges! (With 2 boys, how could you not?)  I have always dreamed of giving back what I’ve been so blessed to receive unconditionally–from so many.

I want to retire my husband from his Corporate America job –that is my goal! I want for him to be able to walk in and fire his boss!!! He will–eventually!  But wouldn’t you love to stage a huge comeback like that too?

I dealt with the cards I was given. I did it, and that’s all there is to it. I’m no hero, not a person to  admire–just a Mom and a Wife. My family is my #1 priority to me.

To me, this whole part of my life is History. It came, it happened, we’re done, now move on.  So I really don’t dwell on it at all (and thanks to the ice cream scooper in my head, my short term memory is not that great anymore, so I don’t think about it very often).

What this whole experience did for me, was that it has given me hope. It makes me remember to laugh and find amusement in the little things in life. I pay attention and I notice those everyday miracles–because now I am one of them.

The statistics for people that have survived their brain surgeries is staggering. I didn’t know this until recently, and it takes my breath away. Only 30% manage to live for 5 more years!  Talk about bleak? Holy Cow!!!

Well, then my husband (yes, you read that right–BOTH of us) and I have kicked that stat in the head!!! (Hee Hee!) Mine is going on 15 years and his is going to be 12 this year!

So do I think of myself as a miracle? No. Do I think about where I came from and what obstacles I faced and won against? Sometimes. But not too often. Like I said–my family is my priority. My business comes next. Me? That can go on the back burner. But I do get a pretty good laugh when people say “Well it’s not brain surgery to figure this out.”

My sense of humor has kept me going, and always will.  I try to be as positive as I can, because every day I’m alive, really is a miracle–if those stats were correct.

But this journey called LIFE, that we’ve all embarked on is going to be a great comeback for all of us!  It’s like a good book–you can’t  put it down!  I can’t wait to see what happens!

The future is so bright! Just remember to Keep on Keepin’ On, Pay Attention, and Love the fact that you’re alive. Every day matters! Big or small.

If you were touched by this, please share it with others in need or just share the inspiration! Feel free to comment, and to friend me on Facebook. I wrote a special note that talks even more about this and I’d love to pass it on.

Thank you for reading!

Best of Luck to ALL of us!

For the “whole” story, tune into my Facebook page–MrsQwnbee–it’s there under the “Notes” and it’s called “By Popular Demand.”

Houston–We’ve got a Problem…

Published May 18, 2010 by MrsQwnBee

Houston? We’ve got a problem.

Copy that. What’s the problem?    This planet! These humanoids. That’s the problem.

Sadly, the movies just might be onto something.

In my favorite movie this year, Avatar, they strongly believe in the All Powerful, All Knowing, Alive Today and Yesterday, Eywa. In our world Earth–we call it Mother Nature.

The best things can come from Mother Nature. The things that keep us healthy, keep us safe–all come from Mother Nature herself.

With all the technological advancements that happen everyday–I always remember the quote from Jurassic Park/Jeff Goldblum’s character Ian Malcolm.   Science gives us so many things. We can create this, we can make that, we can recreate life, “but the real question is SHOULD WE?”

It really makes me sad is that yes, we are so advanced, we have so many things that give us short cuts and we take them (I’m guilty like everyone else here–so I’m not worthy of a soapbox). But we really don’t know what the long term effects are going to be.

We have great household items–but our kids are starting to pay the price. Autism, cancer, asthma, etc.  We have beautiful personal care products–but they alter our hormones, mutate cells, cause cancer and birth defects.

We have foods that are quick–but is it giving us the real nutrition we need? And I love my microwave oven–but what is it really doing to the foods that I’m eating?  What is it doing to our insides? I know it’s bad–but we are a very active, crazy household. We don’t sit down for anything! No time! This is not an excuse, but it’s all I’ve got.

We don’t have any real proof, on a  LOT of things we use–yet.  But it’s coming. It’s slowly creeping out in the effects it’s having with our children and in our future–our babies.                          
I do what I can. I take my vitamins, use cleaners & personal care items that really and truly are safe to use–especially around my kids.

Let Mother Nature “mother” us–more than we’re letting her.  She’s trying!  But with Oil Spills (thanks BP and Exxon), pollution of water, lakes, rivers, etc., the smog levels in big cities like LA–we’re killing her. We’re slowly choking her to death, and with her–us too.

Almost everyone knows there is a problem. Global Warming, pollution, blah blah blah.  I see posts about the dangers of the chemicals and toxins everywhere–but no one does anything about it, but post “How bad it is” so others can read it. I guess that means they’ve done their civic duty to the human race?

Are you kidding me???

This honestly makes me NUTS! I have no tolerance for this junk.  People that say how bad it is and we need to make a change but do NOTHING about it! NOTHING!!! So who do they think they are? They’re just contributing to this madness.

I work with a company that has been Going Green for 25 years–when green was just a color in the crayon box. They’ve managed to unite Science and Nature to give us the safest and best products for daily living out there.  It makes me crazy when people would rather buy more expensive and toxic junk than switch over to something safer. WHY?

My family is the top most important thing to me. That’s why I changed to living safer and Greener. I didn’t know about all the stuff out there before, but now I do. I now consider myself an expert with what I use and how to stay safe in this crazy world.  I freely give my knowledge and educate others about it, but they still don’t take it seriously. Sadly, they have to learn of its importance when a close family member is harmed by the health problems that these chemicals are causing.

But if you are SERIOUS about Going Green, being safe–take advantage of what is out there to help you. Read labels!!! Know more about the chemicals in the products you use and put into your body as food. PAY ATTENTION!!!!   If you know better and still do nothing–then SHAME ON YOU!  Let Mother Nature HELP you. Stop ignoring her.

Life isn’t perfect, and none of us are going to make it out alive.  But keep doing the best you possibly can while you’re here!  

Let’s not be a society built on “How NOT to do it” but a society that learned from its mistakes and is on the right track!  Be well and stay safe my Friends! 

PS—-If you are TRULY interested in safer living–I would LOVE to share the information I have and have experienced personally. Let me help you—-if you want.  At the end of the day, we are all just human–and being human means helping each other.  This is what I am here to do!  Check out my website: http://www.mrsqwnbee.info

Just a reminder–Humans Afoot!

Published May 18, 2010 by MrsQwnBee

Being Human.

2 little words that have so many meanings.

Loving others unconditionally, making mistakes–some big, some little, finding your Soulmate, the joys you find in children, your educational and career decisions, and the list goes on.

It’s only Human to be afraid of new things.  I just embarked on really sticking my neck out and it’s scary. But I know it NEEDS to be done, and is therefore scary to me because I just don’t know all about yet. 

Things scare and intimidate you when you just don’t know all the facts. It’s like kids and night lights. You’re afraid of what might be in the dark, until a light is shown–and then it’s not so scary anymore.

I’m sure I’ll get into the swing of things in no time at all–but for now, it catches my breath.

I fly under the radar, with only my heart and good intentions to shine. What I do is a gift from the heart–but it doesn’t pad the wallet–which really isn’t fair. The things we enjoy and put our whole being into should give us financial reward along with personal reward. But it doesn’t work that way–yet! (I’m working on a solution to that as we speak!)

My goal in life, whenever I go out, is to make whoever I see or am dealing with–smile or laugh.  If I have to make a really dumb joke to get a giggle–then that’s what I’m going to do!

But, if I did make them smile, laugh or feel like a human being again, then I’ve done my job and I can go home knowing that I made someone’s day. (If you saw my Facebook status this week, you’ll see that I totally accomplished my goal!!)

 It’s small, but so important.  Pay it forward–random acts of kindness–you name it! We’re ALL HUMAN and frankly, we deserve it from our fellow-man.

That’s just part of what it takes to be Human. Just to notice other people and not walk through life with blinders on. You miss out on so much–it’s like you were never there in the first place. And that is a horrible thing to deprive yourself of!

Now, a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, I used to work retail. Yes, I was one of those “behind the counter people.”  I got dressed up, looked nice, smiled lots and wore makeup.

But it was truly appalling to me how (some people were) the dregs of society felt that they were entitled to reduce you to nothing and treat you like pond scum, JUST BECAUSE YOU WERE BEHIND A COUNTER!!!!! Real estate turned me into a punch dummy. WHAT?

So I put up with it–mind you I needed to un-screw my smile after the day was done. But it taught me an important lesson (besides tolerance). People who work retail, or are behind ANY COUNTER–whether it be fast food, the grocery store, members of any office staff–ANYONE–treat them well. Treat them nicely. Make them smile! I heard it takes only 7 muscles to create a smile. but upwards of 200 to frown or scowl. Now anyone who is into looking young–let this be a lesson to you!

It’s not hard to be nice or friendly. It takes a lot more energy to be crusty, mean or a liar.  (I could never be a good liar–I can’t remember to keep the lie “up” and remember all the different angles and people I have to fool–it’s too much work).

You know, we’re all in this together–don’t be afraid to help each other out. That’s what life is all about. Being that shoulder for someone, taking the time to really pay attention, observe the little things life has to offer. They’re ALL there–but are you seeing them?

I hope when you read this, it softens your heart, or just makes you think twice. You allow kindness in, and let your heart do the talking. What you give freely to others comes back to you tenfold. We all need to live in more positive, caring times. And the only way to get there–is by giving everyone you meet or deal with, a little piece of your heart.

I hope you enjoyed reading this and it inspired you!  Please share it with others you think might need this little reminder or inspiration too!!

As always, I would LOVE to hear your comments!!!  Have a great weekend!!!