1. I spent a lot of this week ranting and raving about Oprah. Again. I'm upset about her participation in the KFC free chicken dinner giveaway. I realize there are some of you out there in the world who missed this news, so I'll fill you in. Oprah partnered with KFC and put a coupon on her website for two free pieces of KFC chicken and two sides. "Free Food!," responded America.
Then things went a tad awry as servers crashed and the coupons were not available to print to thousands of people and the KFC franchises across America ran out of chicken and the promised sides and those of us who are not under Oprah's spell sat and wondered at how a person who truly has such a magnificent influence upon the very behavior of so very many in our society can not comprehend that when she speaks, people act, and that she might want to speak just a tad more responsibly?
It also bothered my vegetarian sometimes vegan heart that it seemed just a tad hypocritical that the woman who just a few months ago was both honored by PETA and also had told all of us she had embraced a RAW macrobiotic diet was sending America to eat at a fast-food restaurant and was saying she just wanted everyone to have some free food.
I do accept that many of us here in America really do consider KFC and other fast-food establishments real food. I do not.
What worries me most, though, is that there are so many among us that are teaching our children that KFC is real food, that a coupon from Oprah is the golden-ticket and worthy of celebration and a hot meal for dinner tonight.
America, this generation of children is the first in our history as a nation that will have a shorter life span than its parents. We have failed.
I intend to do something, everything about this. My dogs (and I do not say this lightly) eat better than a very good many of the children in America. That should not be the case. Our children are our future. Our most precious resource. It is time we start feeding them healthy, real food.
2. I accepted a real job this week. A job with benefits. A job with vacation pay. A job that actually expects me to be there for 40 hours a week. A real bonafide job.
I honestly believed I was okay with all of this. I've actually been doing this same job that I accepted full-time for quite a few months now. They like me there, I like them. It's a good fit.
My official hire date was May 1. I have been freaking out since that day. Freaking out because after so very long as a consultant and contractor now? Now I have to actually really and truly show up. It's not just an option.
I know that it is always an option. I know that at any time I can just "quit" and move on to the next great thing. But I am the girl that never quits. I'm the girl that gives 110%. The word quit really isn't in my vocabulary.
So, yes, I'm now employed. By someone other than me. While I am very grateful to be employed, I just have to admit that there's going to be a rather long period of adjustment. And perhaps it will be best if I just do not adjust.
3. This morning I participated in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure with my sister, NeverNakedBeth. We donned our pink Superhero capes and honored all those in our family who have been touched by this specific cancer. There were literally tens of thousands of other people who joined us and it was a truly inspiring and beautiful event.
I'd like to take this opportunity to remind all of you how important monthly self-exams are as well as the other things you can do for your own personal breast health. Things like eating your greens, being very active, living a healthy life-style and remembering that you love yourself!
As a reminder that I love you, too, a naked picture. (I know many of you are shouting FINALLY!) I know there's been not enough nakedness around here lately. I'm working on fixing that. Especially now that warm weather is here. I'm donning my superhero Pink ribbon cape. Now, go check your breasts, eat your greens, and avoid fast food.
xoxox
